Mortal: The Number One playboy of the Chaotic Star Sea

Chapter 65 Holy Demon Island, True Demon Sect

Wen Siyue had already consummated her marriage two years ago, but Wang Ning's marriage had been delayed again and again.

"Ahem... Ning'er, the cultivation technique you're practicing isn't the Yin-Yang Dragon Flood Dragon Sword Yuan Technique."

Maintaining your primordial yin body will help you advance to the Core Formation stage.

"There's no rush. Once you successfully advance to the Core Formation stage, we can get down to business at any time."

Qingfeng cleared his throat, stepped forward, and habitually reached out to rub Wang Ning's head.

However, when he reached out halfway, he realized that the little girl in front of him was no longer the little girl who had only reached his chest.

Her current height is almost the same as his, so the gesture of touching his head seems somewhat inappropriate.

He wanted to pat Wang Ning's shoulder instead, but Wang Ning suddenly lowered her head and pressed her face against his hand.

"Brother Qing, it's settled then. Once I reach the Core Formation stage, you'll have to come inside with me."

Wang Ning gripped Qingfeng's wrists tightly with both hands.

Feeling the strength in Wang Ning's hand, Qingfeng felt bitter inside.

With Wang Ning's physical strength and talent, wouldn't reaching the Core Formation stage be the death of him?

Just as Qingfeng was enjoying his time with the two women, the array flags in the hall began to tremble slightly.

"Hmm? There are cultivators on the island trying to break through the formation?"

Qingfeng's gaze sharpened.

Over the past eight years, there have been several instances of cultivators attempting to break through the formation.

Without exception, everyone who came to this island was killed and fed to the golden worms by Qingfeng.

"Judging by the location, it's the coral forest. Sister Yuan Yao and the others are there!"

Siyue hurriedly said.

"Let's go take a look."

Qingfeng glanced at Wang Ning.

Wang Ning released her hand and took out her veil, putting it on her face.

The three left the cave and headed straight for the coral forest on the island.

……

At this moment, in an open area of ​​the coral forest, Yuan Yao and Yan Li stood back to back.

Before them, two sword lights intertwined and swirled, transforming into a sword light domain roughly ten feet in diameter.

It is the combined attack secret technique from the Yin Yang Dragon and Flood Dragon Sword Yuan Jue—the Dragon and Flood Dragon Sword Shadow Splitting Light Sword Formation.

Within the sword formation, sword energy splits into light and shadow.

Each sword shadow, though only possessing 30-40% of the power of the original sword energy, carries the "Azure Flame Scorching Spirit" characteristic, which can burn spiritual energy and penetrate armor and barriers.

Ordinary defensive magical artifacts cannot withstand the continuous penetration of the sword formation.

At this moment, five people are trapped in the sword formation.

Among them, four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were dressed in uniform dark blue outfits, and they used shields, flying forks, and other magical artifacts for defense.

However, under the impact of the sword shadows and the scorching blue flames, the spiritual light quickly dimmed.

Two of them had cuts on their shoulders and legs from the sword energy and could barely defend themselves.

Within the sword formation was a young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, whose eyes held undisguised lewdness and arrogance as he stared intently at Yuan Yao and Yan Li outside the formation.

"Not bad, this sword formation is quite ingenious. The flames on the sword energy can even burn the protective spiritual light."

A palm-sized, pure white tortoise shell floated around him, emitting a white light that firmly protected him.

The sword beams and shadows of the sword formation struck the light shield, only creating ripples that could not penetrate any further; only the azure flames clung to it, slowly burning.

"Senior sister, she's a Core Formation cultivator!"

Yuan Yao said with a solemn expression.

"Hold on a little longer!"

While channeling her magic to maintain the sword formation, Yanli also used hand seals to control the array flags.

Outside the Starry Nine Palaces Formation, an old woman with white hair and wrinkled skin, holding a dragon-shaped wooden staff, floated in mid-air.

The old woman had a sinister look in her eyes, and her body emanated the spiritual energy fluctuations of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

He kept waving the wooden staff, sending out streaks of emerald green light.

It continued to assault the light barrier of the Starry Nine Palaces Formation, preventing the breach from closing, while coldly observing the battle within the formation.

"Grandson, quickly take them down, especially the tall one."

I observe that her constitution is exceptional; though not perfect, her essence remains intact, making her an excellent vessel for a soulmate.

The old woman said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, Grandmother."

The young man licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with even greater excitement.

"This combined sword formation is truly exquisite; even a cultivator with only a pseudo-core cultivation level was able to injure four of my guards."

However, a fake elixir is still a fake elixir, and it is worlds apart from a true Core Formation stage cultivator.

With that, he raised his hand and pointed, and a crimson single-edged longsword magic weapon shot out from his sleeve.

"clang!"

The light and shadow of the sword formation trembled violently, and Yuan Yao and Yan Li both groaned, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Although their magical power was far superior to that of their peers, they were still unable to withstand the direct impact of a Core Formation cultivator's natal magic weapon.

"Junior sister, retreat!"

Yanli summoned a stack of talismans from her storage bag and threw them at the collapsing sword formation. She then turned and pulled Yuan Yao to flee towards the platform cave.

"Where to go?"

The young man sneered and manipulated his magical weapon to slash at Yanli's legs.

The crimson longsword was incredibly fast, and Yanli had no time to dodge.

At that very moment—

"court death!"

A voice rang out in the coral forest.

Before the words had even finished, a figure as swift as a shooting star appeared in front of Yanli, grabbing the sharp, crimson longsword magic weapon with his bare hands.

"Young Master!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Yuan Yao and Yan Li's tense nerves relaxed instantly, filled with a mixture of surprise and joy.

"Mid-stage Core Formation..."

Upon seeing Qingfeng, the young man's pupils constricted slightly, and he hurriedly tried to recall his magical artifact.

But no matter how much he tried to activate his magic power, he couldn't break free of the magic weapon from the man's hand!

"I am Li Chen, the young master of the True Demon Sect under the command of Holy Demon Island! Who is your master?"

Li Chen asked loudly.

Could this disheveled, bearded man be a rare body-refining cultivator?

"Holy Demon Island? Never heard of it."

Qingfeng was not afraid at all upon hearing this, and rubbed his fingers together vigorously.

The crimson longsword magic weapon that was being held was actually crushed by bare hands, causing its spiritual light to burst out!

"puff--!"

With his natal magic weapon damaged, Li Chen, the young master of the True Demon Sect whose mind was connected to his, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

"You! How dare you damage my natal magic weapon!"

Li Chen glared at Qing Feng with resentment.

"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to forge a blood feud with my Holy Demon Island over a few furnace vessels!"

The old woman outside the magic array frowned when she saw that Qingfeng dared to destroy her grandson's natal magic weapon.

She slammed her dragon-shaped wooden staff down heavily, unleashing the spiritual pressure of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Instead of trying to maintain the breach in the magic array, they went directly into the array to settle scores with Qingfeng.

In the old woman's eyes, the other party was just a rogue cultivator from the countryside who didn't even know the fame of Holy Demon Island.

Their side has two Core Formation cultivators, one in the late stage and one in the early stage, as well as four Foundation Establishment cultivators in the late stage, so the advantage is on my side.

Seeing the old woman's arrogant demeanor, Qingfeng shook his head.

Are the forces under Holy Demon Island really this arrogant?

It seems he's too low-key for his status as a playboy; he should learn from others' ways of doing things.

"If you were outside the magic circle, it would be a bit tricky. But I didn't expect you to be so stupid as to enter the magic circle yourself and walk right into the trap."

This saves me the time of pursuing and eliminating them.

As Qingfeng spoke, he suddenly spread his hands to the sides, and the Starry Nine Palaces Formation instantly turned into a trapping formation.

"Fellow Daoist, do you truly wish to fight us to the death?"

The old woman, holding a wooden cane, asked in a low voice.

"Slaughter? No, you're overthinking it. It's just a simple massacre."

Qingfeng stretched his neck.

In his eyes, these people were already dead.

"Arrogant! A mid-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to be so presumptuous in front of me? Does he really think my late-stage Core Formation level is just for show?"

The old woman gave a sharp shout, and the dragon-shaped wooden staff in her hand shone brightly with green light.

The staff head transformed into a hideous, dark green snake head phantom, roaring as it crashed into Qingfeng.