Chapter 0137

Chapter 137: My martial virtue, do you dare touch it?

“Junior brother, are you okay?” Zhang Chu Qiao rushed to Zhou Tong’s side, worry all over her face.

“I… I’m fine,” Zhou Tong answered in a low, rough voice, his whole body soaked in cold sweat. The reverse-chaos baleful qi was terrible. It scrambled his breathing and clogged his meridians, making a breakthrough hard. If he had time to handle it, it would not be a big deal, but in this kind of fight, every extra second in that state made him more likely to die.

“There’s an off-note power on you,” the senior sister said, her black-and-white eyes locking right onto the culprit. She stepped forward and said: “I’ll help.”

“Don’t touch it. That stuff is dangerous,” Zhou Tong warned, but Zhang Chu Qiao grabbed the wandering baleful qi anyway and refined it in an instant.

“You’re okay?” Zhou Tong stared, speechless.

She grinned and said: “Do I look hurt? This thing is a great tonic for me.” Only then did Zhou Tong realize how ignorant he was. Who would have guessed the Yin Yang Dao Physique was the natural counter to primordial baleful qi? She lifted her chin proudly and said: “All things and all images return to the Void Primordial One!”

Her eyes shimmered, and Zhou Tong found himself dazed. He murmured: “Senior sister, you…”

“Junior brother, I can finally protect you,” she said, and then she leaped into his arms and kissed him deep.

Down below, Chen Ling’er broke down with a wail. She covered her mouth and wept as she tried to shout: “That’s my junior brother! Don’t you steal my junior brother!” But no sound would come out. Compared to that scene, the Di Ting Divine Boar looked quite decent. If the world had a best-pet rankings, this pig would be number one. It gathered space power, ripped open a space crack, and gently rammed the two of them into it. Its sense of timing was better than some people’s.

As they slipped into the crack, Zhou Tong wrapped one arm around the senior sister’s slim waist. With his other hand, he flicked a Jade Pendant to You Jing Feng and sent a voice message: “Old man, if it gets urgent, crush this jade!”

The pair and the boar vanished before everyone’s eyes. The old man caught the Sword Saint’s Jade Pendant and chuckled: “Young people are great.” Then he burst forward without warning and launched a terrifying strike at the Ninth Heavenly King.

“You old geezer, a sneak attack? You can’t even play fair!” the Ninth Heavenly King yelped. He was ripped and chopped by saintly power, torn into eight pieces and wounded at the source.

You Jing Feng’s hair streamed, his immortal aura shining, but his words were rough as he said: “Against you Demonic Seed, I have no bottom line.” He had found the rhythm and wanted to finish the Devil King in one sweep.

“Think I don’t have a trump card?” the Ninth Heavenly King roared. Devil qi exploded from him as he burned his blood and moved with impossible speed, like a shooting star chasing the moon. In a blink he crossed the void and swung a fist at the old man’s vital spot. He grinned and thought close combat gave him the edge, because a talisman master’s body should be weak. Look at that thin, hunched frame. One punch should take half his life.

A dull boom answered him. His knuckles felt like a boar ramming a city wall and shattering its own skull. The old man’s voice changed, ringing like metal as he snorted: “Trash.”

The Ninth Heavenly King watched in horror as the old man’s shadow swelled and covered him. The Devil King was not shrinking. The old man was growing. Cloth ripped as iron muscles exploded outward, and the old man turned into a giant like a living vajra. He lunged like a hungry tiger, both arms snapping shut to lock his foe.

“Dual cultivation of spirit and body, brat,” the old man said as raw strength poured out: “You dared bully a helpless old man. You need punishment.”

The Devil King screamed as the old man’s arms cinched tighter and tighter until they sheared him at the waist, leaving two floating halves. “Old geezer, you have no martial virtue!” the Ninth Heavenly King yelled, rattled to the core. He had to admit he was no match.

“Martial virtue? It’s right on my back,” the old man said. He turned around, and his twisted muscles formed the character de, meaning virtue. Everyone’s livers trembled at the sight.

“What is that face? You don’t agree with my theory? Then I’ll conquer you with virtue,” the old man growled as the void boomed. It was not thunder. It was the old man moving. He punched with both fists and shouted: “Great Majestic Virtue Twin Dragon Halberds!”

Hurricane fists crashed at both halves of the Devil King. The Ninth Heavenly King finally smelled death and panicked: “Eighth Brother, save me!”

A surge of devil qi tore the sky and turned into a long spear, blocking the killing blow. The collision blasted the Ninth Heavenly King anyway, shaking his foundation. The Eighth Heavenly King arrived in the flesh, grabbed his brother, and dragged him clear. The second Devil King had entered the field.

“Just as expected,” the old man said with a smile as he crushed the Jade Pendant.

“This old thing hits hard, Eighth Brother!” the Ninth Heavenly King shuddered, still scared.

“I saw, but if we join hands, we can kill him,” the Eighth Heavenly King declared with confidence. The Ninth finally found a little courage.

“Too naive,” the old man said. “Who told you there’s only one Human saint here?”

“Bluffing will not scare us,” the Eighth Heavenly King scoffed. He had not finished when a wall of sword qi rolled in from afar like mountains and seas. The Sword Saint had arrived.

“How is this possible?” both Devil Kings cried, faces changing.

…

In a pocket of empty space, Zhou Tong and the senior sister sat holding each other, cheeks slightly pink. Zhou Tong bowed his head and said: “Thank you, senior sister. The baleful qi is gone. I can break through in peace now.”

She leaned close, lips soft and glossy, and asked with a playful look: “Then how will you thank me?”

“Uh…” Zhou Tong started to speak, but her finger tapped his lips as she whispered: “I liked that kiss. I want another one. Will you give it?”