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Chapter 63: The Bone Lord's Envoy, the Enchanting Bone Princess

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Boom—!!!!

The indescribable roar finally, after a brief delay, erupted violently.

The place where the Golden Cudgel struck, everything vanished.

Those over ten Saint-level bone‑armored guards, along with their proud battle formation,

the instant before touching the staff, were reduced by that utterly pure force,

crushed into the most basic particles, leaving not even a speck of dust.

The hard streets, the magnificent buildings, the ley lines that had existed for countless ten‑thousands of years…

All of it, under this single strike, was reduced to nothingness.

A terrifying Abyss, bottomless and with edges smooth as mirrors, replaced the once bustling half‑street.

Within the Abyss, Chaos Turbulence raged, exuding an aura that could destroy everything.

Smoke and dust rose skyward, obscuring the pallid Black Sun.

The Bone City fell into a Deathly Silence.

Whether street vendors or wealthy patrons in taverns,

whether travelers newly arrived or native inhabitants who had lived here for countless epochs,

all Living Beings, at this moment, ceased breathing and ceased thinking.

They widened their eyes, opened their mouths, regarding the Creator God,

staring fixedly at the edge of the Abyss, at the figure slowly retracting the Tiěbàng and shouldering it again.

One strike.

Just one strike.

The over ten Saint guards, together with a city‑defense array capable of repelling several Saints, were reduced to ash.

Crazy.

This monkey from the primordial wild has gone completely mad!

In the Bone City, publicly slaying the direct guard of the city lord 'Bone Lord' is no longer mere provocation.

This is a relentless war declared against the master of this Chaos Giant City!

All Living Beings instinctively stepped back, as if they could already foresee

how Bone Lord's thunderous wrath would erase this reckless rogue, along with half a city, in one sweep.

However.

One breath, two breaths, ten breaths…

The anticipated cataclysm never arrived.

The entire Bone City remained as silent as death.

In this suffocating atmosphere, a crisp, pleasant sound, from afar to near, broke the silence.

Tap… tap… tap…

The sound was not footfalls, but resembled the clash of the finest jade,

carrying a peculiar rhythm that struck each Living Being's heart.

Zhòngrén's gaze was involuntarily drawn toward it.

At the street's end, where the smoke cleared, a figure glided forward with delicate steps.

It was a woman.

A woman composed of the warmest, most polished white jade bones.

Each of her bones seemed meticulously carved by the finest divine artisans,

flawless, exuding a faint halo.

A near‑transparent black veil was casually draped over her skeletal frame,

not only failing to conceal, but in a breathtaking manner, outlining her explosively curvaceous silhouette.

Long legs, slender waist, full chestbones…

As she walked, the veil fluttered, exuding countless charms.

Her face bore no flesh, only a visage formed of perfect bones.

Yet the fire burning in her eye sockets was not the pale blue Deathly Silence soul‑flame of the guards,

but a pair of ruby‑bright flames rippling with a gentle smile.

She, barefoot with jade feet, crossed the shattered street to stand before the terrifying Abyss.

She glanced at the bottomless fissure, then glanced again at Sun Wukong, who, bearing the Tiěbàng, wore a defiant scowl.

Her perfectly timed smile remained unchanged,

as if the earlier cataclysmic scene were merely a harmless fireworks display.

She halted before Sun Wukong, bowed gracefully to the murderous star before her.

The jade bones curved, outlining an astonishing arc.

Her voice, soft and seductive to the bone, seemed able to pierce one's Divine Soul.

I, the little lady 'Bone Princess', have seen this powerful elder.

'My master Bone Lord' greatly admires the elder's power.

Boom!

Her words, like a Thunderbolt, detonated in the minds of all onlookers.

What?

The master of the Bone City, the capricious 'Bone Lord' who has ruled here for countless epochs, did not even press charges.

On the contrary… they sent his most favored envoy, the famed Beauty "Bone Princess" whose name spreads throughout the Chaos Realm, to make overtures?

What has become of this world?

Sun Wukong hoisted the Golden Cudgel and slightly narrowed his Fiery Golden Eyes.

A golden light swept across.

In an instant he saw through the seemingly gentle and harmless exterior of this woman,

the vast, sea‑like, terrifying power that has already reached the pinnacle of a Saint.

He also saw, beneath her perfect Smile, a faint aversion hidden toward the Golden Cudgel.

Interesting.

The lord of this city is a clever man.

Bone Princess seemed unaware of Sun Wukong's probing, covered her mouth and let out a silver‑bell‑like giggle.

She continued, her voice growing ever more gentle.

"My master often says, rules are shackles meant to bind the weak."

"A strong one such as you, Sir, who stands atop all Living Beings, ought to transcend all rules."

"Their death is their honor, for they use their humble lives to validate the power of the strong."

These words sent a chill through the surrounding Living Beings.

So, in the eyes of those great figures, a Saint's life is likewise worthless.

Bone Princess stepped forward, and a strange faint fragrance emanated from her.

It was not floral scent, but a unique fragrance distilled after countless ages.

"My master has prepared a thin wine in the White Bone Pantheon, hoping to make your acquaintance, Sir. Might you honor us with a drink?"

She extended the invitation, the ruby‑colored soul‑fire in her eyes,

shimmering like waves, as if awaiting, yet as if certain you would not refuse.

Sun Wukong tilted his head, hoisted the Golden Cudgel, and surveyed her from top to bottom.

His gaze, unmasked, was full of scrutiny and aggression.

Finally, he let out a chuckle, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"I won't drink the wine."

"I, Old Sun, have no time."

He refused.

He actually declined the Bone Sovereign's invitation!

All onlookers felt their hearts rise to their throats once more.

Bone Princess's smile remained unchanged, as if she had long anticipated this reply.

"Sir truly is quick‑tempered and quick‑spoken."

She not only did not get angry, but her smile deepened.

"Since you have no time, this humble lady dares not press the matter."

"I suppose your first arrival in Bone City is because of the 'Void' on the light curtain, is that so?"

Sun Wukong's eyes finally showed a hint of change.

Bone Princess caught that hint and, unhurriedly, continued:

"My master is also curious about that other strong one who also hails from the Primordial.

Unfortunately, his whereabouts are unknown; the Pantheon's Hound has searched for a long time, finding only scant traces."

"But…"

She shifted her tone, slowly spreading the hand of white jade before her.

"This humble lady does have something here that might aid you, Sir."

Buzz!

A soft glow ignited in her palm.

Within the light, a miniature star map slowly emerged.

On the map, countless stars dotted the canvas, depicting this Chaos Realm region.

Among them, a flickering red line

moved slowly across the map, seeming to represent a target's route.

At the opposite end of the map, several massive black specks

were converging from all directions toward that red line.

"This is the result of my master's great magical power projecting,

the possible three‑day trajectory of the 'Void' Daoist companion and the movements of the Pantheon's pursuers."

Bone Princess's voice carried a hint of allure.

"If you are willing to meet my master, I will present this star map with both hands."

She lifted her head, the ruby‑like soul‑fire staring directly into Sun Wukong's eyes.

"How about it?"

ps: On the last day of 2025, thank you all for your support!

Throughout this year, great and small matters have become the past, and day after day we welcome new light,

How fortunate, time moves forward! Welcoming the surprises and good fortune of 2026!

In the new year, may those we love remain joyful as always, and may our hopes rest in the hearts of people!

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