Chapter 236: I Am Yue Youchan. Greetings, Leader of the Southern Region
Dressed in white, like snow.
It was none other than Meng Changqing.
“So, this is Silver Vein Island.” Meng Changqing nodded slightly.
This place was much larger than the area where that second-tier divine flower had grown.
That place was just about three hundred miles in diameter.
But here, it’s a full thousand miles.
He gazed into the distance, catching glimpses of many blurred figures.
“I need to hurry.” Meng Changqing withdrew his gaze.
He wasn’t sure if anyone was close to reaching the end yet.
With that thought, he began to walk forward.
In an instant, a powerful force bore down on him, like a mountain range pressing down on his shoulders.
Additionally, there was a mysterious force constantly suppressing his true energy, soul power, and other abilities.
“Power of Martial Suppression.” Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow.
Entering the Wild Sea, he was naturally well-informed.
On this island, all martial cultivators’ powers would be suppressed, and the further one went, the stronger the suppression became.
This so-called martial suppression was, in fact, a force of rule!
A unique effect brought by that divine object.
Not all divine objects have such effects. For instance, that second-tier divine flower had none.
“The Wish Spirit Fruit.” Meng Changqing recalled his objective.
As a top-tier divine object, the Wish Spirit Fruit also had unique effects. As for what those effects were…
He cleared his thoughts.
Meng Changqing immediately activated the Martial Domain in his mind.
In an instant, all gravitational and suppressive forces receded like a tide!
However, they did not disappear.
Instead, they halted nearby, unable to penetrate his defenses.
The Martial Domain is a domain constructed from rule-based power.
Impenetrable, self-contained. Within it lies his supreme intent!
Through fusion, it became even more powerful.
Naturally, it could resist rule-based suppression of the same level.
And if he used his domain skill, Sword Twenty Five, he could fully unleash the power of the True Domain.
Meng Changqing was confident he could shatter the martial suppression rule of this Trie-Colored Silver Vein Grass. But he wouldn’t do that.
Destroying it would only benefit others, and right now, this suppression was to his advantage.
While others struggled as if mired in mud, he walked as if on level ground.
Meng Changqing turned into a streak of sword light, swiftly heading toward the depths of the island.
Along the way, he brushed past many peerless geniuses.
“???” Someone froze, even rubbed his eyes.
“Did someone just fly past?” After a moment, he asked, doubting himself.
“Impossible.” The other geniuses, entirely focused on resisting the suppression, scoffed, “Are you hallucinating from the pressure? Who could fly in a place ?”
“Even if Han Yuanzhen were here, he’d have to walk step by step.”
Hearing this, the person frowned.
Could it really have been an illusion?
But he had clearly heard something whoosh above his head.
Meng Changqing’s presence had indeed caught the attention of many, especially those farther in.
One by one, they were left stunned.
They were struggling to move even a step.
How could someone be flying?
“How is he doing it?”
Many geniuses gasped, their worldview shaken.
Some couldn’t accept it. Their internal energies became chaotic.
Immediately, they were overwhelmed by the suppressive force, dropping to the ground, unable to move.
“Finally here.” Looking at the small three-colored grass just five meters away, Yue Youchan’s face blossomed into a stunning smile.
At this point, she was entirely drenched in sweat.
The suppressive force pressed her robes tightly against her skin, highlighting her perfect curves.
Long legs, shapely figure. Her chest rose and fell magnificently.
Any man would feel his pulse quicken in her presence, overcome with desire.
“Just five more meters.” Yue Youchan took a deep breath.
She struggled to lift her foot.
But just then, a streak of sword light descended, blocking her view.
“So this is the Tri-Colored Silver Vein Grass. It certainly lives up to its name.” The figure formed from the sword light spoke slowly.
Then, a look of shock gradually appeared on her beautiful face.
Her mouth opened slightly, revealing pearly white teeth.
Heavens, what had she just seen?
Someone had actually arrived faster than she did, and judging by the wind that had just whistled past her ears, this person had definitely flown here!
Not in the slow, laborious way she had approached.
But how could that be?
The suppressive force here affected everyone equally. No one could escape it!
The newcomer, of course, was Meng Changqing.
He hadn’t expected anyone to be so close to the Tri-Colored Silver Vein Grass.
Fortunately, he arrived in time. If he had delayed any longer, it might have been taken, and that would have been a huge loss.
Once the Tri-Colored Silver Vein Grass was harvested, the suppressive force here would gradually dissipate.
If he arrived to an empty spot, he’d have nowhere to reclaim it from.
Meng Changqing plucked it, placing it in a jade box.
In an instant, the entire island shook.
The suppressive force noticeably began to weaken, though not very quickly.
After securing the jade box, Meng Changqing turned around.
The sight before him made even him catch his breath.
From his angle, Yue Qingchan’s entire “form” was in clear view. It was a sight that stirred the blood.
And, most strikingly, Yue Qingchan didn’t seem icy or unapproachable in the least.
Instead, she exuded a seductive charm, alluring and captivating.
Draped in her sacred robe, the contrast was intense.
It sparked a desire to desecrate.
He took a deep breath.
Meng Changqing suppressed his wandering thoughts, regaining his calm.
He immediately recognized her as Yue Qingchan!
The one with the flawless physique.
Someone he had to add to his list of friends!
“I am Yue Youchan. Greetings, Leader of the Southern Region.” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Just as Meng Changqing pondered how to initiate a conversation, Yue Youchan took the lead.
Her gaze was like autumn waves.
Soft and flirtatious.
Filled with enchanting allure.
“Is that how someone from the Buddhist sects addresses themselves?” Meng Changqing was briefly taken aback.
Then he sensed something was off.
This woman was completely different from the one he’d met earlier — her bearing, tone, even her gaze were entirely different.
It seemed his earlier suspicions were correct.
She likely had a dual-soul body!
And now, it was the other personality in control.
“One practices the Path of Emotionlessness, the other the Path of Emotion?” Meng Changqing was able to infer a few things.