Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 41 Catching the Fire Phoenix Barehanded
Zhou Xinyu landed smoothly. The impact of the Purple Mist Giant was not great; it only knocked her off the stage, and she was still able to control her body.

Zhou Xinyu was more shocked than anyone else. Zi Dong had actually devoured her spiritual root light, which was almost all that she had condensed over the past hundred years!

Zi Dong, who had recovered, was equally shocked as he stared at Zhou Xinyu below the arena. The purple aura from the east had actually turned him into a giant!

If he were back on Earth, he would be the undisputed king of the NBA. No one could possibly beat him, not even a Void Breaking Realm cultivator!
Perhaps due to the strength of his divine sense, Zi Dong was able to control one-tenth of the power of the Purple Mist Giant.

When he bumped into Zhou Xinyu, Zi Dong quickly pulled back, which prevented her from being too badly hurt.

"Zi Dong, you can't squander my luck like this!" Just as Zi Dong and Zhou Xinyu were glaring at each other, Zhou Yunting suddenly shouted.

"Yes, Master, I will remember!" Zi Dong was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was going on and quickly agreed.

Zhou Yunting was trying to divert everyone's attention; the two Supreme Elders and the First Elder were already looking at him strangely.

Especially the purple aura from the east that devoured Zhou Xinyu's spiritual root light—that was clearly a demonic technique!
Zi Dong felt uneasy. Could it be that Zhou Yunting knew about the auspicious purple energy coming from the east and was using the concept of destiny to cover it up?
"Feng Qingwu, Zhou Xinyu has lost, it's your turn." Elder Yuanchen glanced deeply at Zi Dong, who was deep in thought, and quickly continued to preside over the challenge.

Feng Qingwu leaped onto the arena, glanced at Zi Dong with a complicated expression for a moment, and then walked straight towards him.

"Junior Sister Qingwu, you should just admit defeat." Zi Dong quickly became wary, thinking that Feng Qingwu was about to launch a sneak attack.

"Zi Dong, if you lose to me, the Feng family will support you to become the next sect leader." Feng Qingwu quickly walked up to Zi Dong and said in a low voice.

With her cultivation level, even telepathy wouldn't escape everyone's notice, so she might as well just talk directly without any need to hide anything.

Zi Dong is Zhou Yunting's personal disciple. With the strength he has shown so far, he will definitely be a top candidate for the position of sect leader of Yuntian Sect in the future.

If the Feng family continues to support him, then Zi Dong becoming the sect leader is a foregone conclusion, and Zhou Yunting can't say anything about it.

"Junior Sister Qingwu, I'm only a disciple at the Innate Realm right now. Isn't it a bit premature for you to talk to me about the position of sect leader?"

Zi Dong deliberately raised his voice to question Feng Qingwu, who had actually tried to recruit him on the stage, and in front of so many people:

"Furthermore, I am the personal disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect Master. Are you trying to sow discord between us by trying to win me over like this?!"

"Zi Dong, having the support of the Feng family is a blessing you earned in your past life. Don't act all smug and start the competition!"

Zhou Yunting immediately reprimanded him with a stern face, but the slight smile at the corner of his mouth could not be hidden, making him look anything but serious.

The Feng family patriarch was furious, and the eldest elder, Feng Song, was also furious. They all glared at Feng Qingwu, wondering how this girl could be so incompetent!

Feng Yuntian was even angrier, but he dared not glare at Feng Qingwu. Moreover, he wasn't angry at Feng Qingwu, but at how embarrassing it was for him and his daughter today.

"Zi Dong, I, this young lady, will definitely defeat you today and bring you into the Feng family as my son-in-law!"

Feng Qingwu was furious. This guy showed her no respect whatsoever. She was determined to defeat him today, even if it cost her her life!

"Please." Zi Dong quickly took two steps back. Feng Qingwu was too close to him; they could almost fight hand-to-hand.

Feng Qingwu is also at the Innate Realm, and Zi Dong only needs to consume 100 points of second-grade luck to transform into the Purple Mist Giant again.

However, he did not make the first move, but waited for Feng Qingwu to make her move. If it was just an ordinary move, he could defeat her with one punch.

Feng Qingwu, dressed in a red dress, stood proudly on the arena. Under the morning sun shining through the faint purple mist above Yuntian Peak, she looked like a cloud.

The amethyst-like eyes that were glaring angrily at Zi Dong were now flickering with flames, and the red dress was slowly burning.

Zi Dong quickly took two steps back, preparing to roast him with fire, and even his long, black hair turned fiery red. "Screech!" Suddenly, a mournful phoenix cry rang out, and Zi Dong only felt a blur before his eyes as Feng Qingwu instantly transformed into a fire phoenix.

Zhou Xinyu had warned her that without the cultivation level of the Core Formation Realm, using the Dragon and Phoenix Essence without authorization would cause serious damage to Feng Qingwu.

"Elder, isn't it inappropriate for Feng Qingwu to forcibly fuse with the Phoenix Spirit, given her Innate Realm cultivation?"

Zhou Yunting's eyes narrowed into a line as he sensed the aura of Elder Feng Song from the fire phoenix that Feng Qingwu had transformed into.

The Feng family's tradition of directly helping the younger generation is truly hereditary; these two are alike.

"Sect Master, it's too late to stop it." Elder Feng Song chuckled at Zhou Yunting. With his soul imprint present, Feng Qingwu was naturally unharmed.

"Zi Dong, since Feng Qingwu is determined to fight to the death, then go ahead and do whatever you want, without any restrictions!" Zhou Yunting shouted angrily.

"Sect Master, please preside over this competition yourself," Elder Yuanchen immediately stood up and called out.

He was at the Integration Realm, while Elder Feng Song was at the Void Breaking Realm, so he couldn't sense the spiritual aura of the Elder within the fire phoenix that Feng Qingwu had transformed into.

If anything unexpected happens on the stage, Elder Yuanchen will be unable to stop it. It would be better to let Zhou Yunting take charge, as he can intervene at any time.

"Elder Yuanchen, you continue to preside. I, the sect master, can also take control here!" Zhou Yunting glanced at the First Elder Feng Song and waved to Elder Yuanchen.

Even if Elder Feng Song were to personally intervene, with his cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Void Breaking Realm, he could suppress her at any time, let alone Feng Qingwu.

Zi Dong sighed inwardly. Wherever there are people, there is conflict. It's the same everywhere. You still have to protect yourself.

The fire phoenix that Feng Qingwu had transformed into slowly flapped its two fiery wings, flying in mid-air and looking down at Zi Dong, who was standing on the arena.

Flames quickly filled the sky with the flapping of the two wings, enveloping the entire arena.

Although Feng Qingwu did not make a move immediately, she suppressed Zi Dong with her phoenix flames. If he dared to make any rash moves, she would strike him with lightning speed.

Zi Dong channeled 100 points of second-grade Qi into the main vein, feeling somewhat underestimating Feng Qingwu. He thought that such a grand display only required this little bit of Qi.
The purple aura from the east surged out of the main vein and spread throughout his body, but instead of condensing into a giant purple mist again, it gathered into a large purple mist hand above his head.

Zi Dong couldn't help but find it amusing. The purple aura from the east kept coming up with new tricks. If only it could transform into a giant dragon, and then have a dragon and phoenix fight.

This time, the purple aura from the east gave Zi Dong no chance to control it. When the giant hand was big enough to grasp the fire phoenix, it suddenly grabbed at Feng Qingwu.

With a mournful cry, the fire phoenix unleashed a desolate shriek, and the flames engulfing the entire arena surged down rapidly.

Not only did it rush towards the giant purple mist hand, but it also pounced on Zi Dong below, clearly intending to use a two-pronged approach to prevent the giant purple mist hand from protecting Zi Dong.

But a scene that shocked everyone immediately unfolded. Even Zi Dong didn't expect that the purple mist hand would instantly turn into a phantom and grab all the surging flames in the blink of an eye!
Zi Dong didn't see it clearly at all, and Huang Feihong's Shadowless Hand wasn't that fast either. He only felt a huge purple mist hand above his head.

The fire phoenix that Feng Qingwu had transformed into was also somewhat stunned. Just as it was about to unleash another fire attack, the purple mist's large hand stretched out and rapidly grabbed from below.

The fire phoenix quickly flapped its wings, trying to use its flames to block the purple mist's giant hand, but it was like falling into the ocean, without even creating a ripple.

"Screech!" The fire phoenix cried out urgently and quickly flew into the sky. Feng Qingwu dared not be caught by the purple mist's large hand.

"Elder, are you going to do it yourself?" Just as the purple mist was chasing the fire phoenix, Zhou Yunting suddenly shouted.

(End of this chapter)