Chapter 1132: Chapter 1132: The Counteroffensive
As the grand gates collapsed, Ye You charged in at the forefront, clad in black robes billowing in the wind. His violet eyes were glazed with frost, and he gripped the Phoenix Scepter, standing not far from facing off against i Ji.
Close behind, Qing Xun and Qin Sisi also rushed in. Qing Xun, in a dark green garnt, stood tall and unyielding like a resilient bamboo, his resolute expression blocking Jiu Ge, who had wanted to step in and assist i Ji.
In his hand, he held yet another of the Top Ten Great Divine Artifacts of the Demon Sacred Realm—the Bibo Moon Flute, an ancestral weapon of the Zhulu family.
Jiu Ge’s expression shifted subtly. He occasionally felt a hatred for Ye You’s perpetually cold countenance, but he strangely could never bring himself to dislike Qing Xun.
"Before it breaks ground, it already braces itself in sections; and upon reaching the clouds, it remains humble."
Just like a cluster of erald bamboo deep within a secluded valley, Qing Xun was forever gentle as jade, polished and refined, advancing and retreating with grace, always kind to others—a true gentleman among gentlen.
Back when they were still studying at the Heavenly Magic God’s Castle, Jiu Ge’s unrestrained nature was already well-known to everyone. Others either turned a blind eye or ridiculed him with mockery, but Qing Xun had once approached him privately to counsel him.
He told Jiu Ge, restraining desire and staying pure was not only for others but also for oneself.
At the ti, Jiu Ge had dismissed these preachy words entirely, feeling inwardly annoyed by Qing Xun’s ddling.
It wasn’t until many years later that Jiu Ge realized everything Qing Xun had said was true. But by the ti he understood, it was already too late.
Jiu Ge’s expression gradually settled into calm composure. Twirling the scarlet Thunder Break Fan lightly in his hand, he assud a stance that could both attack and defend.
Thunder Break Fan against Bibo Moon Flute—the red was fiery as flas, while the green was pure as jade.
Once, they were classmates, companions, perhaps even friends. But in the face of overwhelming destiny, they had no choice.
Qin Sisi intercepted Li Li, who closely trailed behind Jiu Ge.
At this critical mont, Li Li clung to Jiu Ge every step of the way.
Seeing Jiu Ge, for the first ti in his life, openly defy i Ji filled Li Li with a profound sense of pity and sorrow; seeing the anguish and despair etched on his face, she felt as though her heart was being fried in oil and then frozen in snow.
An unbearable agony, an unspeakable grief—the deepest, most excruciating emotions churned within her, circling endlessly, yet by the ti they reached her lips, they could only manifest as a helpless sigh.
Qin Sisi, clad today like Ye You in bold black, exuded a valiant and heroic air. The usual gentleness in her features was replaced by an icy resolve and steely determination akin to Ye You’s.
The dazzling Moon Spirit Golden Feather shimred even more brilliantly under the sunlight. Its fine golden filants swayed gently with the breeze—seemingly soft and ethereal, yet in truth, lethally sharp.
Li Li’s gaze grew somber as she slowly unsheathed her gleaming longsword, cold as frost.
Since the age of ten, only two things had occupied her heart: hatred and Jiu Ge.
Thus, Jiu Ge’s enemies were her enemies, no matter who they were, even if they had studied with her for three years, even if they had once saved her life.
Not to ntion, she had already repaid Qin Sisi’s life-saving grace.
Behind Ye You and Qin Sisi, Ah Xia and Gong Zhuo led the mbers of Haixin Comrce Association in their charge. Among them were Yu Miao, Bu Lang, Bu Luo...
Through Ah Xia’s introduction, Ye You had earlier engaged in secret discussions with the heads of Haixin Comrce Association in Midair City.
Given Midair City’s turbulent situation, Haixin Comrce Association’s business was becoming increasingly difficult, and every year large quantities of Spirit Stones and treasures were extorted by i Ji, leaving the grand association barely able to sustain itself.
Ye You had promised to provide future advantages to Haixin Comrce Association in exchange for their support.
Though primarily a rcantile organization, the internal managers of the Haixin Comrce Association were all individuals who had activated their Magic Source, and externally, the association commanded nurous magic-wielding bodyguards.
The magical strength of these bodyguards wasn’t particularly formidable, but when combined, they ford a force not to be underestimated.
Behind them ca tens of thousands of ordinary citizens.
Though devoid of magical power, the strength of one may be trivial, yet countless tiny droplets can rge into a vast ocean.
Shouts, calls of response, wails, and curses...
All at once, the earth trembled, and the montum was unstoppable.
Voices of the masses can shape iron; unity of the people can fortify citadels.
Even i Ji, whose magical prowess had reached the realm of the Magic God, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of unease when faced with such a sight.
"Roaring Thunder!" Ye You bellowed, launching the first attack against i Ji.
Upon his shoulders rested far too much burden. This battle could only be won, not lost.
Flustered, i Ji hastily summoned her weapon, releasing her magical power in defense. Her weapon, too, was a red fan, but its hue and craft couldn’t hold a candle to the Thunder Break Fan in Jiu Ge’s hands.
Seeing the weapon in i Ji’s hand, Jiu Ge’s expression visibly tightened.
There was only one Thunder Break Fan. i Ji had claid for years that, living in the Chief Mansion surrounded by protectors, she had no need for a Divine Artifact. Since Jiu Ge was always venturing outside and facing dangers, she had long given him the Thunder Break Fan, wishing it would keep him safe.
Afterward, i Ji had even commissioned a Forging Master to craft a replica of the Thunder Break Fan for herself.
Now, with the enemy at hand, as Jiu Ge saw the dim-colored fan in i Ji’s grasp, a hint of tenderness welled up in his heart—his mother truly did care for him after all.
Holding onto this thought, Jiu Ge gritted his teeth and swung the Thunder Break Fan fiercely, launching an attack toward Qing Xun.
Li Li, witnessing Jiu Ge make his move, spoke with quiet apathy: "Qin Sisi, during our three years at the Heavenly Magic God’s Castle, you always claid first place every sester exam. Honestly, I was never convinced. Today, let’s use facts to prove who the true number one really is."
With that, her longsword flashed with a glint of icy blue as she summoned a vortex of Wind Attribute Magic Power. A Wind Sky Slash howled sharply as it stord toward Qin Sisi.
Qin Sisi dared not be careless. She imdiately wielded the Moon Spirit Golden Feather, summoning the power of Gold Attribute Magic to form a Copper Iron Wall shield before her, intercepting Li Li’s Wind Sky Slash.
She had once saved Li Li, and Li Li had saved her—it was a settled score.
Now, as they fought for opposing masters, they had to determine a victor.
The pale blue wind blades clashed against the black shield, erupting in a thunderous roar before both dissipating.
Qin Sisi versus Li Li, Qing Xun versus Jiu Ge—both pairs were evenly matched, impossible to determine a winner.
Though i Ji’s magical prowess marginally surpassed Ye You’s, Ye You, wielding the Phoenix Scepter, could match her blow for blow without falling behind.
All three battles fell into a deadlock. Each side traded blows and defenses, with ripples of energy spreading outward like waves.
Neither the Chief Mansion’s guards nor the invading citizens dared linger, scattering like birds and beasts for fear of becoming collateral damage.
But the nearby buildings were fixed and immovable. Under the aftershocks of magical skills, lavish pavilions, delicate stone carvings, and rare plants were all reduced to nothing amid the chaos of battle.
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