The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 591 The Pact of Dreams, Sharing Wounds and Surviving Together (Seeking Monthly Tickets~)

Inside the inner hall, Chen Ping'an's robes billowed, and blood mist surged.

The Heavenly Maiden's black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her skirt fluttering in the breeze.

The two looked at each other, speechless with astonishment.

Whoosh!
Chen Ping'an was extremely fast; his figure flashed as he flew towards one side of the inner hall.

As it flew past, a cloud of blood churned up, like surging waves.

At this moment, the variegated pearl was already in his hands. Inside the inner hall, only the golden paper gleaming with light remained, something worth fighting for.

He arrived too late; countless treasures had already been taken by the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net.

He would naturally not miss out on this only treasure.

His original plan was to suppress the Heavenly Maiden first, and then seize the treasure.

but now
Chen Ping'an looked bewildered and felt heavy-hearted.

How could this be? ?
hum~
A pale purple halo spread across the sky.

Chen Ping'an reacted extremely quickly, but Tianluo Saintess's reaction was no slower.

Due to her position, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Net was actually closer to the golden piece of paper.

A purple light flashed, and the Heavenly Maiden's starry eyes were dreamy as she approached the golden paper. She gently raised her hand, intending to accept it.

"lay down!"

Chen Ping'an roared, his voice hoarse and deep, like the clash of thunder.

hum~
A flash of light appeared, and a precious mirror floated above his head.

Divine weapon, the Mysterious Mirror!
The Xuan Guang Bao Jing (Mysterious Light Mirror) shimmered with light, slowly condensing into a dazzling beam of mysterious light.

As the light from the precious mirror shimmered, Chen Ping'an's fist, as strong as a Vajra, unleashed a devastating punch.

Although his punch wasn't the secret technique Thunderclap Strike, its concentrated killing power was not to be underestimated.

boom!
The Heavenly Maiden shimmered with purple light, her black veil billowing like a tidal wave, extinguishing Chen Ping'an's incoming punch.

But this very delay bought time for the Xuan Guang Bao Jing to condense its Xuan Guang.

A dazzling beam of light shot out, heading towards the Heavenly Luo Saintess.

Chen Ping'an's Mystic Mirror doesn't activate quickly, but once it's unleashed, its speed becomes extremely fast with his spiritual enhancement.

It is extremely difficult to dodge unless you dodge in advance.

However, under normal circumstances, any powerful figure of the Heavenly Luo Saintess's level would have taken measures and prepared countermeasures in advance when the Xuan light condensed.

It is clearly a pipe dream for the Xuan Guang Bao Jing to hit the opponent on its own.

However, with the Seven Killing Heavenly Fist entangled and the Heavenly Net Saintess's clear target and trajectory, even if she tried to dodge, it would be extremely difficult for her to escape.

The dazzling light successfully struck the Heavenly Net Saintess.

The Mystic Mirror has no killing power, but it can greatly affect speed. Even for a powerhouse like the Heavenly Luo Saintess, it can affect her for a few seconds.

Amidst the deafening roar, Chen Ping'an burst forward, arriving first despite being behind, and flew to the side of the Heavenly Luo Saintess.

At this moment, due to the impact on speed, the Holy Maiden of Tianluo was only just able to touch the golden paper.

Just as the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net lightly touched the object with her fingertips, about to take it into her possession.

Chen Ping'an turned his fist into a finger and pointed it at the Heavenly Luo Saintess.

Three-pointed finger strike, the ultimate secret technique, Thunderclap Finger!

Rumble~
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The lightning-like finger force pierced through the final distance and struck the Heavenly Maiden's body directly.

Even at the risk of injury, the Holy Maiden of Tianluo was determined to acquire this treasure. However, Chen Ping'an's blood mist surged, his robes fluttered, and as he charged forward, he touched the golden paper a step ahead of time.

At the same instant he touched the golden paper, the Heavenly Maiden's slender, jade-like fingers also touched the same golden paper.

But it's a pity
It's too late!
hum~
With a flash of inspiration, Chen Ping'an put the golden paper into his Thousand-Machine Bag.

The gold paper disappeared, and the Heavenly Net Saintess's jade-like fingers missed their target, but as she flew by, they touched Chen Ping'an's palm.

Bang!
A tremendous force erupted, creating ripples, and the two figures were forced backward.

Wow~
The blood mist surged like a tide, slowing Chen Ping'an's explosive retreat.

Chen Ping'an felt a slight pain in his chest, as if he had been poked by a finger, and a faint numbness throughout his body.

"Damn it!"

Chen Ping'an's face darkened, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.

"Old monster!"

The Heavenly Saintess's face was frosty, her eyes cold and piercing as she glared hatefully at the old monster before her.

She spent years painstakingly searching for the Demon Lord's secret treasure, only to have the old monster reap the benefits in the end.

That would be fine, but the most crucial point is...
The mark between the eyebrows of the Heavenly Maiden shone brightly, swirling with purple light, her face ethereal and dreamlike.

Chen Ping'an looked at the Heavenly Luo Saintess not far away without saying a word.

His feelings at that moment were complex and hard to describe.

He could actually feel the pain in Tianluo Saintess's body.

His whip kick just now struck the Heavenly Luo Saintess's delicate body, but at the same time, he felt a pain in his waist.

The two seemed to have shared the same injuries.

If the whip kick was just a coincidence, then the Thunder Finger he just pointed at completely confirmed that guess.

"what on earth is it?"

Chen Ping'an was filled with doubts.

There are so many questions and confusions I want to understand.

He could sense any injury he inflicted on the Holy Maiden of Tianluo. He could also sense any injury on the Holy Maiden of Tianluo.

If injuries are perceived simultaneously, does that mean that as long as Tianluo is injured, he will perceive it at the same time?

Furthermore, is this injury merely a sensory injury, or will he also suffer similar injuries, not just in terms of pain? If so, if the Holy Maiden of Tianluo is seriously injured, will he also receive the same treatment?

and also
If the Holy Maiden of Tianluo dies, will he follow her in death? Or are there other possibilities?

This discovery weighed heavily on Chen Ping'an's mind.

The only good news now is that this shared perception is not one-sided on his part. Judging from the expression of the Heavenly Maiden, she should also be in a similar situation.

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo must have sensed his injuries and pain at the same time.

Otherwise, the other party wouldn't be acting this way.

Chen Ping'an's robes fluttered, blood mist surged, and he looked at the Heavenly Luo Saintess not far in front of him with a complicated expression.

The scene from his dream still lingered in his mind, that tender affection seemingly undiminished, still lingering in his heart. Whether it was due to the short time elapsed or the profound impact, in Chen Ping'an's eyes, the Heavenly Luo Saintess appeared as if filtered through a special, enhanced filter. Even though he knew she was his enemy and should be eliminated, deep down, he refused to accept this fact, unable to make that decision.

Looking at the icy and aloof Heavenly Luo Saintess before him, Chen Ping'an was speechless for a moment.

Not to mention in a dream, even just now, in reality, the two were entwined for a long time. The softness of their tongues had just left, and they still couldn't forget it.

If Chen Ping'an couldn't make a decision just now, he felt somewhat relieved after clarifying the concept of sharing the pain.

He didn't know the reason for this shared pain, or whether it was long-term or temporary.

But one thing is clear: right now, at this moment, he and the Holy Maiden of Tianluo share the same pain or injury.

Whether it's him or her, if either of them is injured, they can feel the effects of the injury.

That is
Chen Ping'an's gaze sharpened as he looked at the Heavenly Luo Saintess, his voice hoarse and low.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Under the pain-sharing mechanism, if Chen Ping'an were to kill the Heavenly Luo Saintess, would he also die?

Chen Ping'an didn't want to gamble, nor was he willing to gamble.

Looking at the cold-eyed, icy-faced Saintess Tianluo in front of him, Chen Ping'an could not reconcile her with his wife Yan'er Qu Mei, with whom he had spent his life in the Dream Realm.

Do not!
In their dreamlike world, what they shared and accompanied each other was more than just a lifetime!
Together they experienced the gentleness of spring, with a light breeze and blooming flowers, as they strolled hand in hand through the sea of ​​blossoms.

Having experienced the heat of summer, under the blazing sun, they clung to each other, and amidst the chirping of cicadas, made a vow to be together for life.

Having experienced the serene beauty of autumn, walked through golden fields, watched the falling leaves, felt the joy of harvest, and savored the sedimentation of time.

We've also experienced the harshness of winter, listening to the howling winds outside the window, snuggling together, and sharing the little things in life.

Through the changing seasons, they walked hand in hand!
The dream is not real, but it is real in each other's memories.

Now that I've woken up, the details of the dream are far less vivid than when I actually experienced it. But the feeling within, having traversed the long river of time, flows gently like a mountain stream, meandering and lingering.

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, the woman before him had the same aura as the one in his dream. Although their appearances were slightly different, the ethereal charm in their eyes was a unique memory he had of her.

Although he had a certain advantage over the Holy Maiden of Tianluo, it was not so easy for him to suppress or defeat her.

This is one of the important reasons why Chen Ping'an was willing to sit down and talk, besides emotional factors.

The Heavenly Luo Saintess's methods were remarkable. The set of top-tier divine weapons she had recently acquired, the Azure Flame Four Directions Command Flags, had been used in the outer hall space at the very beginning of the battle to counter the Heavenly Luo Saintess's weapon techniques.

In previous battles, he used all of his weapons: the Green Bamboo Divine Weapon, the Gray Fine Net, and the Seven Luminaries Finger Gloves.

In order to seize the last treasure, the golden paper, he also used the Mystic Mirror.

In terms of tactics, he had essentially used them to their fullest potential. What follows will simply be a war of attrition, a test of endurance and the consistency of combat skills.

Chen Ping'an has perfected the Myriad Demons Body Forging Technique, giving him an astonishing physique and a greater advantage in terms of margin for error in combat. However, the Heavenly Net Saintess possesses the precious Glazed Lamp, and who knows what kind of divine power she might unleash in a desperate situation?

Emotional factors, the sharing mechanism, and the outcome of the battle—under the influence of many factors, Chen Ping'an ultimately chose to sit down and have a good talk with the Holy Maiden of Tianluo in a calm and peaceful manner.

Whether out of consideration for sharing the pain or for some other reason, the Holy Maiden of Tianluo, though her expression was icy, still listened to Chen Ping'an's suggestion and chose to sit down and talk together.

"where is this place."

Looking at the ethereal and beautiful Heavenly Maiden before him, he asked his first question.

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo frowned slightly, her beautiful face as cold as frost, and she maintained a certain distance, not answering Chen Ping'an's question.

Chen Ping'an possessed keen spiritual senses. Looking at the Heavenly Luo Saintess before him, he keenly perceived that beneath her indifferent and icy exterior, there were subtle ripples of emotion.

Whether it was because the opportunity was taken away, or because, like him, the memories of the dream were unforgettable.

Chen Ping'an grinned, revealing an ugly smile beneath the transparent mask.

"If the Holy Maiden is unwilling to discuss this further, then there's no point in sitting down with me. I can first show the Holy Maiden my sincerity by answering one of her questions!"

The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net gazed at the old monster before her, his image constantly contrasting with her memories from her dream. Their auras were identical, yet their appearances were vastly different.

In his dream, he was a handsome young man who, though physically weak, possessed a rare sense of responsibility.

Although the images in dreams may not be identical to those in reality, they have great reference value.

The old monster before me had a weathered face, deeply lined with wrinkles, which was clearly not his true appearance.

But the aura emanating from it cannot be faked in the slightest.

The only question is whether the dream depicts the old monster in his youth, or whether the old monster was always this young?

In the dream, the old monster's name seemed to be...
The Heavenly Saintess's dreamlike eyes were as cold as autumn water, yet a faint ripple could be seen in them.

"Who are you anyway?"

The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net stared directly at the old monster before her, her voice as clear as a spring striking a rock, as if one were in a secluded valley, making one feel as if they were in a fairyland.

If one were to hear this voice, nine out of ten people would believe it was spoken by the ethereal fairy, not by the holy maiden of the demonic sect!
People imagine that the holy maidens of the demonic sect are mostly alluring and seductive, how could they possibly possess an ethereal and exquisite beauty!
"My Seven Absolute Techniques!"

Chen Ping'an remained calm, his face exuding an air of disdain.

"Old monster, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" The Holy Maiden of Tianluo asked coldly, her face icy.

The words had barely left her lips when a ripple of emotion stirred within the Heavenly Maiden's heart.

She remembered her two children in her dream. During her ten months of pregnancy, the old monster took meticulous care of her. On the day they were born, she was pale and lay in bed.

She raised her hand, wanting to touch her husband's face, but it was difficult.

The old monster took her hand and placed it on his face.

"My husband, we are pregnant."

"Yan'er, don't talk, just rest first."

"."

"It was just a dream!" The Holy Maiden of Tianluo said coldly, forcibly breaking free from her memories.

Her Daoist heart is steadfast; how could she be confused by dreams!
just
The Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Net recalled the scene from before, her calling him "husband," and her taking the initiative.

"What makes you say such a thing, Holy Maiden?! There are countless Taoist titles in the world, how could it be that only members of your Tianluo Sect can be called the Seven Absolutes?!"

Chen Ping'an's face remained calm and composed.

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo clearly did not believe Chen Ping'an's words. But since he had explained it this far, there was no point in the Holy Maiden of Tianluo pressing him further.

Furthermore, for some unknown reason, Chen Ping'an keenly noticed that the coldness in Tianluo Saintess's eyes seemed to have dimmed considerably.

"I have answered the Holy Maiden's question, now it is my turn to ask." Chen Ping'an asked in a hoarse, low voice, "Where is this place?"

The two had agreed beforehand, and the Heavenly Net Saintess did not break her promise, answering Chen Ping'an succinctly: "The Demon Lord's Secret Treasure!"

Although there are many demonic cultivators in the world, not everyone can be called a Demon Lord. Even those who are celestial beings in the demonic path are still some distance away from the title of Demon Lord. Those who can be called Demon Lords are all powerful figures in the demonic path who have dominated the world.

Combining this with his previous findings, Chen Ping'an suddenly realized something and began to make some guesses.

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo did not wish to say much, and Chen Ping'an did not elaborate either, lest he reveal his ignorance.

His gaze fell, indicating that it was the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net's turn to ask a question.

(End of this chapter)