NOVEL NEXT Chapter 38:
Chapter 38: She Likes Me?:
A devil!
He’s a devil!
He’s a devil even Buddha cannot suppress or redeem!
Du Neng was drenched in blood. His once pristine monk’s robe was now soiled and torn. While fleeing, his panic caused him to stumble and fall face-first into the dirt.
It was unthinkable—a monk at the Nascent Soul Realm, reduced to such a state of terror that he tripped over his own feet.
Du Neng scrambled to escape, his mind consumed by fear. In his panic, he didn’t even remember the Causal Bell given to him by the Buddha’s chosen disciple. Subconsciously, he believed that even the Buddha’s chosen would meet their end before such a devil.
Lu Ye stood amidst the carnage, watching Du Neng’s retreating figure with a mix of disdain and amusement.
An Nascent Soul Realm cultivator with such poor mental fortitude—what a joke.
Yes, he had killed many today, and perhaps the intensity of it all had awakened his bloodlust from his past life. Back then, Lu Ye had slain countless formidable opponents in the Prodigy Ancient Battlefield.
When their eyes met earlier, Du Neng had essentially looked into the eyes of the past Lu Ye, steeped in slaughter. That single glance had broken the monk’s spirit.
Still, Lu Ye chose not to pursue him. He wasn’t in the mood to chase someone so pathetic.
If Du Neng survived, the world might soon see the rise of a mad monk.
The stench of blood was heavy in the air, souring Lu Ye’s mood.
He extended his palm, gathering all the corpses, including those from earlier battles, into a single heap. With a flick of his wrist, he ignited them, burning everything to ash—bones included.
With another wave of his sleeve, a gentle wind swept the area, dispersing the smell and leaving the air fresh and clean.
Feeling content once more, Lu Ye returned to the Heavenly Spirit Pool to continue his cultivation.
The Heavenly Spirit Pool held no hidden treasures, unlike the Pure Water Lake. Its existence was tied to the land’s unique geography. If this location were not a pool but solid ground, it would likely evolve into a large spiritual stone mine over time.
Time passed steadily.
Five days later, Lu Ye’s cultivation advanced to the 7th stage Nascent Soul Realm. His progress was not only fast but remarkably stable.
The density of his true essence already far surpassed the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.
…
Meanwhile…
The treasures and ruins in the first three layers of the Prodigy Ancient Battlefield were nearly exhausted, as the fourth layer’s gates had yet to open.
With fewer treasures to claim, battles became more frequent.
Left with idle time, many chose to spar with other Prodigy to sharpen their skills and gain deeper insight into themselves.
The human race, however, proved overwhelmingly powerful.
Li Wubai of the Supreme Sword Sect slew ninety demons with a single sword and left unscathed.
Feng Longxiang of the Tribulation Sect crushed the Ghost Clan’s Third Ghost Child with one punch.
Luo Yuan, the Holy Maiden of the Yin-Yang Sect, battled the Little Dragon King of the demon race without yielding an inch.
One was stronger than the other.
When Lu Ye first arrived in this world, he had been taken aback.
In the novels he used to read, the human race was often depicted as weak and oppressed by countless other races. But here, humans were terrifyingly strong, beating other races into submission.
These defeated races often resorted to forming alliances, a practice they had perfected over time.
Hence the term “demons, monsters, and ghosts”—these races frequently banded together to combat humanity.
When they allied, things became chaotic, and humanity faced significant pressure.
In his past life, Lu Ye had been a leader among humans, clashing with these monstrous coalitions and slaying countless prodigies over several days of battle.
In this life, however, he focused solely on cultivation, having surpassed the phase where battles were necessary for growth.
With Lu Ye’s absence from the battlefield, Yue Hongling took up his mantle, leading humanity against the demons and monsters.
Her combat prowess stunned everyone, earning her widespread fame.
Battles raged fiercely, with lives lost daily.
Aside from Yue Hongling, another name began to rise—Chu Ling, the solitary swordsman.
Wielding a single sword, she carved her path, unstoppable.
As for Shangguan Huanling, she quietly bided her time, refraining from making waves. Observing Lu Ye’s dedication to cultivation only reinforced her resolve to lay low.
No matter how intense the battles became, they paled compared to etching one’s name into the Eternal Prodigy List—a true testament to greatness.
While Yue Hongling fought valiantly, she kept a close eye on Feng Wuxie.
Feng Wuxie’s progress was evident. Originally only at the Core Formation Realm, he relied on his phoenix bloodline to contend with Nascent Soul cultivators.
Now, he had officially broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Still, he was no fool. Aware of Yue Hongling’s strength, he avoided joining the demon coalition and kept a low profile.
But he couldn’t ignore Yue Hongling’s attention.
One day, he noticed her watching him from a distance.
“???”
Feng Wuxie was baffled.
What’s going on?
He had heard Yue Hongling’s name repeatedly, even while avoiding the main battles.
Why was she observing him?
After noticing her once, he began paying closer attention.
Then, he saw her a second time.
A third.
A fourth…
Once might have been a coincidence, but Yue Hongling’s repeated observations made that impossible.
Why?
Suddenly, a thought struck Feng Wuxie—a thought so outrageous yet plausible.
Could it be… Yue Hongling likes me?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Yue Hongling’s reputation was soaring. She had never lost a battle, defeating demons, monsters, ghosts, and even gods with ease.
How could such an extraordinary woman develop feelings for him after only a few encounters?
And women admired strength. Compared to Yue Hongling, he was far from strong.
Soon, Feng Wuxie encountered danger.
“A phoenix?”
Just as he was about to enter a mysterious stone cave, someone emerged.
A man in white, his eyes gleaming gold, looked at him with delight.
“A phoenix bloodline, how rare! I was just thinking about finding a mount, and here you are, delivered to me. The Lord of Light truly blesses me!”
“A god clan member!”
Feng Wuxie’s face darkened as he retreated hastily.
“Hahaha! As the monks say, meeting is destiny. Don’t bother running!”
Wings of pure white unfolded from the man’s back as he charged forward with incredible speed.
A terrifying aura of 3rd stage Nascent Soul Realm erupted.
Feng Wuxie transformed into his true form—a majestic bird-like creature with golden-red plumage. Thus began a desperate chase.
The man unleashed white threads, forming a massive net to ensnare Feng Wuxie.
Feng Wuxie unleashed flames to burn through the net.
“Radiance of Light!”
A blinding white lightning bolt descended, engulfing the world in dazzling brilliance.
Though Feng Wuxie shattered the lightning with his wings, his body was left paralyzed.