Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 561 - 561 580 The Beginning of Degeneration

561: Chapter 580: The Beginning of Degeneration 561: Chapter 580: The Beginning of Degeneration “You…!”

Touched gently on the cheek by Ye Xuan, the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden immediately felt a tingling softness akin to an electric shock, causing her delicate body to become scorchingly hot and her heart to throb violently.

“No…

don’t!”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan grasped her hair with his fingers, dominantly and greedily savoring the sweetness of her mouth.

This made the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden feel as if she had been struck by lightning, freezing her in place as if caught in a dream, even though her lips emitted feeble sounds of resistance.

However, this sound, while seemingly resisting, carried a wanting welcome within, merely initial defiance before completely melting into Ye Xuan’s embrace.

Though this moment was brief, to the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden, it seemed as long as a century.

Her eyes were hazy, and her neck, fair as white jade, flushed with the color of spring.

“Ah!”

All at once, a cry of pain escaped the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden’s lips, jolting her from her intoxication.

In the same instant, Ye Xuan pushed her away, but her cherry lips had already been bitten, with trickles of blood continuously oozing out, the salty metallic scent pervading her mouth.

It hurt, it hurt a lot; her lips had been bitten by Ye Xuan, leaving the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden frozen in shock.

A mist appeared in her eyes, and she looked at Ye Xuan with gritted teeth, a maelstrom of emotions swirling in her gaze.

Confusion, shyness, fury, and even a trace of intoxication; as these emotions germinated in her heart, they made her view of Ye Xuan exceedingly complex.

“Shameless!”

After what felt like a dozen breaths, the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden finally spoke out with humiliation.

“Shameless, am I?”

Ye Xuan smirked provocatively, his gaze upon the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden gradually sharpening.

“Mysterious Maiden, I haven’t forced you; this was all voluntary on your part, so where is the shame?” Ye Xuan spoke in a hush.

“But…

but you bit me…”

As the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden began to protest, regret rose in her heart, her face flushed with extreme embarrassment, clearly unable to express such shameful words.

Alas, Ye Xuan seemed blind to the humiliation on the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden’s face.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing down at the woman, his voice calm and indifferent, “I want you to remember, you are my woman, Ye Xuan’s woman.

No matter how proud you are, keep your ignorant pride to yourself in my presence, or else next time it will be more than just today’s lesson.

I will teach you how to be a virtuous wife and mother.”

“Ye Xuan, you are despicable and shameless; you’re nothing but an utterly shameless wretch.”

The Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden clenched her fists and berated Ye Xuan with a shrill voice, then vanished from the hall in a flash of Immortal Light, her voice of humiliation still echoing in the hall.

Watching the retreating figure of the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden, Ye Xuan remained expressionless, his voice icy, “What an ignorant and conceited woman.

I hope you change after becoming the Queen Mother; otherwise don’t blame me, Ye Xuan, for showing no husbandly affections.”

…

In the Palace of Nuwa.

The Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden sat flushed with shame, cursing Ye Xuan under her breath.

The scene she had just endured was unbearably embarrassing to recall; yet the scent of the man still lingering in her mouth, mixed with her own taste of blood, intensely stirred her heart and soul.

“Alas, the tribulation of emotional entanglement is difficult to transcend!”

A long sigh echoed from the depths of the Nuwa Palace, yet the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden could not hear it, obviously, it was the voice of Saint Nuwa.

It was as if she had seen the future of her disciple; even though she was a Saint, a sense of helplessness also dwelled in her heart.

Below the Saints, all are as ants, yet Saints are also under the Heavenly Dao, and they too are restrained by it.

There are things they know will happen but remain powerless to change.

Perhaps, this was the helplessness of a Saint.

…

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the Chaos Arena opened once again, all the great wielders of Divine Skills had gathered to witness the duels between sixteen of them.

Ye Xuan, the Peng Demon, Shen Tu, the Netherworld Daoist, the Sword Demon, and the Immortal Elder of the South Pole were the six strongest; the remaining ten victors had a cultivation of at least the Daluo Seventh Layer Heaven, with some at the level of the Daluo Eighth Layer Heaven, not inferior to True Monarch Riyao.

Clearly, among the sixteen victors who emerged from the first round, each was extraordinary and possessed their own Great Divine Power, their combat power could be said to be at its peak.

The second round began swiftly, determined by drawing lots, pairing two by two to decide victors and advance eight to the third round.

The process of drawing lots was utterly cheat-proof, for with a Saint watching over, anyone daring to tamper under the gaze of a Saint was essentially seeking death.

Soon, the sixteen Divine Skill wielders took their turns to draw lots.

It was Ye Xuan’s turn, and he drew the number one, confirming that his opponent would be the person who drew ‘sixteen’.

As the sixteen Divine Skill wielders each displayed their numbers, the matchups were determined swiftly.

An interesting turn of events occurred!

Ye Xuan, the Peng Demon, Shen Tu, the Netherworld Daoist, the Sword Demon, and the Immortal Elder of the South Pole, none of the six strongest faced each other in the second round; their opponents were mere ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals, which left their faces bitter with dismay.

At the sound of the eighteenth bell, the first to take the stage was the Netherworld Daoist, whose opponent was a Heavenly Demon of the Daluo Seventh Layer Heaven.

Without any surprise, the Netherworld Daoist inflicted severe injuries on his opponent but stopped short of killing him.

The opponent, after all, was a third watershed figure of the Daluo Seventh Layer Heaven, and killing him would be an extremely prolonged process.

Shen Tu was victorious, the Sword Demon triumphed, the Immortal Elder of the South Pole won, and the Peng Demon prevailed.

When it came to Ye Xuan’s turn, his opponent was a legitimate Daluo Golden Immortal who didn’t even appear on stage, conceding the match and surrendering immediately.

Obviously, the image of Ye Xuan slaying True Monarch Riyao had become a shadow in the hearts of the various Divine Skill wielders, leading Ye Xuan’s opponent to wisely forfeit the decisive battle.

Soon, the six strongest competitors stepped down one after another, all smoothly advancing to the third round, while the last two fights were ferocious, the six took no interest in watching, for they knew that their own upcoming battles were the main event and regarded each other as formidable foes.

With the ringing of the bells, the list of victors from the second round was announced.

Needless to say, Ye Xuan and the other five had advanced to the top eight, and the remaining two victors were both of the Daluo Eighth Layer Heaven.

The Green Bird Daoist, whose true form was an ancient Green Bird, wielded the terrifying Green Bird Heavenly Fire.

Advancing to the top eight in two consecutive rounds revealed his exceedingly potent cultivation.

As for the last person, enshrouded in black fog, his true appearance was indecipherable.

Judging from his aura, he should be on par with an Evil Immortal.

Anyone who faced him in battle was extinguished by his utterly enigmatic methods, earning him the moniker True Monarch of All Laws.