There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 56: Sister...You Are So Beautiful

As soon as Immortal Miao Feng landed, she saw Lu Xun standing in the courtyard. His mischievous grin seemed annoying no matter how you looked at it. Annoyance welled up in her heart… Although he was handsome, his overly eager and frivolous behavior, such conduct… how did she find herself feeling a bit flustered by him?

"Sister?"

"Where did you go?" Lu Xun held the meteor star sword gifted by the big demoness, curiously inquiring.

Immortal Miao Feng glanced at him with her captivating almond-shaped eyes and casually said, "What business is it of yours where I went? Also, were you practicing swordplay just now?"

"Yes."

"I've been practicing the sword technique taught by Xuan Yin for two days now… I feel like I've thoroughly grasped it." Lu Xun held the sword in his hand and waved it casually a few times, murmuring, "I'm considering whether to spar with her, test my skills. It should be a simple comparison of swordplay. I won't lose to her."

Hearing Lu Xun's words, a flicker of emotion crossed Immortal Miao Feng's enchanting face. Looking at his somewhat self-assured appearance, a hint of slight annoyance welled up within her. She lightly pursed her lips and said indifferently, "No need to find her. I'll be your opponent. Let's have a straightforward competition of sword techniques."

As her voice fell, the demoness gracefully raised her slender hand, and a silver light appeared in the sky. With a swift movement, it landed in her hand.

Immortal Miao Feng held a silver longsword emitting a chilling aura. Several streaks of blue light were intertwined along the blade, creating an intricate pattern. She lifted her head and gazed at Lu Xun, her voice cold, "Come on… give it your all, because I won't show mercy."

"You…"

"Settling a personal vendetta, huh?"

Lu Xun looked at the demoness, who seemed ready to pummel him, and felt almost overwhelmed.

"Don't waste time!"

"Watch this move!"

Having her true thoughts seen through, a faint blush tinged tinged her cheeks. The big demoness swiftly lifted the sword in her hand and thrust it toward Lu Xun, her voluptuous figure blending with the blade's radiant light, aiming straight for him.

Oh my…

This demoness has ill intentions!

Seeing the situation, Lu Xun quickly set aside his distractions, placing the meteor star sword in front of him. With a clang… he temporarily blocked the demoness's incoming strike with the blade of his sword.

But faced with the millennium-old cultivation of Immortal Miao Feng, Lu Xun was pushed back several steps by this strike alone.

The demoness didn't give him any time to catch his breath. She swung her sword again, aiming for his arm. In this situation, Lu Xun resorted to the same technique, successfully blocking her attack once more. However, the vast disparity in cultivation realm prevented Lu Xun from gaining any advantage. The collision between their swords transmitted a formidable force to his hand, nearly shattering his bones.

"Is that all?"

"How will you block the third move?"

Immortal Miao Feng spoke disdainfully, but in her heart, she felt a hint of astonishment. He was able to withstand thirty percent of her strength with just a Late Heaven Realm cultivation. When Xuan Yin had just entered the Late Heaven Realm, she couldn't even handle a single move from her Master, let alone withstand thirty percent of her strength.

In an instant, the demoness executed her third move. Compared to the sharpness and swiftness of the first two moves, this third move seemed ordinary. She simply swung her sword casually at him. However, in Lu Xun's eyes, things were far from ordinary. He stood there foolishly, staring in awe at the seemingly casual strike.

In Lu Xun's vision, hundreds of swords appeared before him, descending upon him like a deluge. The immense sword intent pressed heavily upon him, to the point where he could barely lift his arm, and even breathing became difficult.

Clearly, the demoness had swung her sword so casually, so why did he sense hundreds of swords?

But there was no time to contemplate this. Lu Xun forcibly rallied his spirit, using all his strength to raise his arm holding the sword, struggling to fend off the onslaught of hundreds of swords.

At the same time,

Immortal Miao Feng held her sword against his neck, a smile on her face as she watched Lu Xun trapped within her sword intent. She observed his dumbfounded and terrified expression, feeling an indescribable satisfaction in her heart. It was as if all the frustration she had accumulated during this period was being released.

Suddenly, the demoness noticed Lu Xun's fingers move slightly. Her brows furrowed in surprise. He had managed to break free from her sword intent so quickly?

"Ah—"

With a cry of surprise, Lu Xun finally returned to reality. Drenched in sweat, he was nearly at a standstill, gasping for air heavily.

This…

Immortal Miao Feng didn't expect him to regain his clarity so swiftly. Although it was only the third level of sword intent, it took Xuan Yin a whole hour, and he… only in a brief moment.

Just as she was surprised, Lu Xun inexplicably fainted on the ground. Faced with this sudden and unexpected accident, the demoness was caught off guard for a moment. She quickly squatted down beside him, gently pushing the unconscious Daoist. Her face was filled with panic and unease.

"You… you little rascal, don't scare me!"

Immortal Miao Feng's tone was slightly anxious, and at the same time, she felt a bit of regret. If she had known that using this trick to tease him would lead to something like this, she wouldn't have done it. She couldn't explain this to Xuan Yin if something happened to him.

Seeing no response, the panicked demoness carefully extended her finger and checked for his breath under his nose.

No breath?

How… how could this happen!

Immortal Miao Feng's thoughts were instantly thrown into chaos. But still unwilling to give up, she tremblingly reached out her delicate jade-like hand and placed it on his strong and muscular chest. Thump thump thump… a strong heartbeat transmitted to her palm.

"Big sister…"

"Is your little rascal's heartbeat fast or not?"

Lu Xun suddenly opened his eyes mischievously, looking at the demoness who was so close, observing her face filled with anxiety and a hint of surprise. He smiled and said, "Don't worry… your little rascal won't die so easily. At least not until I win your affection."

"You… you…"

Immortal Miao Feng, who had been played by him, had a mixture of shock and anger on her face, accompanied by a subtle sense of relief. She glared at him with furrowed brows and there was an undetectable emotion hidden in her angry eyes.

"You deceived me!"

"You dare to deceive me?"

Immortal Miao Feng gritted her teeth, saying, "Do you believe me if I say I'll kill you?"

"Who asked you to deliberately punish me? You said we were just comparing sword techniques, but you used some little trick on me." Lu Xun silently reached for the demoness's delicate hand pressing against his chest, holding it tightly in his palm, feeling its smoothness and tenderness, then looked at her with deep gaze.

A pair of captivating eyes, plump and soft crimson lips, a delicate nose set on her mature and enchanting face— an irresistible charm enveloped him, making it hard to resist being drawn in.

"Sister…"

"You are so beautiful."

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