Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 49 Sword Test
At this moment, she has completely transformed into a human form, with skin whiter than snow, eyes deep and mysterious, and a captivating and mysterious aura emanating from her whole body.

Her lips curled up slightly, with a hint of teasing and mystery, and she stroked Chu Ning's forehead with her fingertips, whispering softly:
"Didn't I tell you not to eat the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Yang Fruit?... Master!" Her voice trembled with allure, and her cold fingertips slid across Chu Ning's bulging meridians.

Chu Ning's heart was in turmoil and his mind was blank.

As the last trace of anger faded, Chu Ning finally saw the person before him clearly. The snow fox cloak had been half-shed, revealing porcelain-white shoulders. Nine illusory fox tails swayed gracefully behind him. Most captivating were those sapphire eyes: the left eye was like a deep pool reflecting the moon, the right eye like boiling lava.

However, before he could ask, the woman chuckled, her eyes moved, and she slowly left him, with a hint of fragrance still lingering in her fluttering clothes.

She looked back, her blue pupils were as deep as the abyss, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

The snow fox's fingertips brushed across the thunder pattern on Chu Ning's heart, and a chill seeped into his skin: "Master, you are really anxious!" The fox's tail swept across Chu Ning's neck, and an ice-blue pattern quietly emerged there.

Chu Ning was stunned, and slowly raised his hand, with her warmth still lingering on his fingertips.

He looked at the charming figure, his chest heaving violently.

"Where is the little snow fox?" Chu Ning spoke in a hoarse voice, but the remaining fire poison in his throat was swept away by the other party's lips and tongue.

The blue-eyed snow fox slowly raised its slender white fingers and gently pressed them against the corners of his lips, its eyes as charming as silk, and it curled its lips into a smile.

"Shh, don't wake it up, it's still sleeping."

There was a sudden knock on the door of the secret room, and the maid's trembling voice came: "Master Chu, the young lady invites you to the sword-testing arena... The commander of the Zhenwu Division wants to test your skills."

The moment Chu Ning pushed open the door of the secret room, a white shadow flashed by and the little snow fox jumped onto Chu Ning's shoulder.

A dragon-like sword roar came from the direction of the sword-testing platform, and he looked up.

Zhao Tianyu's heavy black iron halberd was inserted in the center of the platform, and the head of a Wang family assassin was skewered on the halberd blade.

Chu Ning's white hair fluttered in the wind, and the purple-gold blade light danced between his fingers like a flag.

The morning light pierced through the clouds of disaster, illuminating the frost that had formed on the sword-testing platform. Chu Ning's white hair scattered like a silver waterfall in the cold wind, and with every step he took, the bluestone ground cracked into a spiderweb of ice.

Xie Mingli stood beneath the porch pillar, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cold marrow pendant at her waist. Last night's thunderstorm at the villa had actually split a three-foot crack in the century-old black iron formation of the Wuhou Mansion.

"Chu Ning." She spoke suddenly, her voice unusually tense.

The white-haired young man paused, but didn't turn back. The little snow fox on his shoulder raised its bloody claws and bared its fangs at her. At this moment, a charming voice chuckled in Chu Ning's ear: "Master, you are more bloodthirsty than I thought."

Yesterday, his hair was still as black as ink, and his sharp edge was still reserved. But now, overnight, his hair was completely dyed with frost and snow, which made Xie Mingli's pupils shrink slightly, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

Xie Mingli's gaze swept across Chu Ning's frosty white hair. The ends of her hair were condensed with tiny ice crystals, which shattered into stardust with her steps.

Chu Ning tilted his head, ice-blue gold lines flowing around the edges of his pupils, like the pupils of a demon: "Miss Xie, what you should be concerned about is the sword testing platform."

The moment he glanced back, the icy blue and gold lines around his pupils moved like a living thing, reflecting her pale face. It was as if those were no longer human eyes, but the eyes of a demonic god.

"You..." Xie Mingli's gaze fell on the little snow fox curled up on his shoulder. The little creature was licking the blood between its claws with its scarlet tongue. "Were you the one who was breaking through during the thunderstorm at the villa last night?"

She'd thought Chu Ning was doomed during last night's thunderstorm, but now, he stood there, his aura unfathomable. Xie Mingli's slender fingers clutched the cold marrow pendant at her waist, her heartbeat erratic. She could clearly see Zhao Tianyu's fighting spirit, and she also realized that she was a little afraid.

The little snow fox suddenly looked up, its cyan eyes flashing with sarcasm. Chu Ning raised his hand and gently stroked the fox's tail, a purple-gold blade entwined between his fingers. "Miss Xie, why don't you come and inspect it yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Tianyu's heavy black iron halberd had already shattered the stone pillars at the edge of the sword-testing platform. "If you want to represent the Wuhou Mansion, why don't you come up for the trial?" Zhao Tianyu's heavy black iron halberd was stuck in the center of the platform. The head skewered on the halberd blade had its eyes wide open. Blood flowed down the halberd's shaft, but strangely, it formed ice crystals when it touched Chu Ning's feet.

Zhao Tianyu thrust his halberd blade, sending the head flying towards Chu Ning. The blood droplet solidified into an icicle before it even hit the ground, but it strangely hovered three feet from the white-haired young man.

"The rules of the Zhenwu Division Trial." Zhao Tianyu slammed his halberd to the ground, and a cold blue light emanated from his Meteoric Star Armor. "Only those who survive my three halberd strikes will be qualified to enter the Qingyun Arena."

"Oh my god... Commander Zhao actually wants to test Master Chu himself?"

"How is that possible? He's only at the lower tenth level, how could he possibly stop Commander Zhao!"

"Crazy, crazy! What kind of trouble did this guy get into?"

Discussions were heard one after another, but the two figures on the sword-testing stage had already plunged the entire martial arts field into a depressing silence.

Butler Qin Henian narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhao Tianyu's 'Nine Nether Cold' has reached the peak of the eighth rank. Master Chu is afraid..."

Chu Ning slowly stepped onto the stage, sword in hand, his white hair brushing against the ice and fire patterns on his neck. "What if I take on the thirty halberds?"

The crowd of onlookers suddenly fell silent. Xie Mingli crushed the blood jade in his palm, and the secret guards of Wuhou Mansion quietly sealed off the perimeter of the sword testing platform.

“Arrogant!” Zhao Tianyu swept his heavy halberd across, and the cold energy of the Nine Netherworld condensed into an ice dragon and pounced on him. “First halberd, destroy the army!”

"It's bad!" The warriors watching the battle retreated three steps quickly, "Master Chu has lost even his protective Qi..."

Amidst the dragon's roar, the sword-testing platform instantly turned into an ice cave, and the weaker warriors watching the battle were frozen to the spot.

The exclamation stopped abruptly.

The heavy halberd swept across, and the cold air of the Nine Netherworld condensed into a hundred-foot-long ice dragon. The halberd's blade froze the air in its path. The ice dragon's scales were formed from black ice, and its eyes were embedded with fragments of meteorite armor. Where the ice dragon passed, frost flowers bloomed on the ground, and the white mist exhaled by the spectators instantly condensed into ice slag and fell.

"Click——"

Chu Ning advanced instead, his purple-gold blade swirling with the shadow of a fox's tail as it slashed towards the dragon's head. Wherever the blade passed, the ice dragon's body crumbled into a cloud of icy shards, each reflecting the shadow of Chu Ning's nine-tailed figure. The shadow's claws grasped lightning, melting the icy shards into a purple-gold rain of fire that enveloped Zhao Tianyu.

"Commander Zhao's aura is cold." Chu Ning's breath turned into frost. "It's not cold enough."

Zhao Tianyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he plunged his heavy halberd into the ice: "Second halberd, Prison the Sky!"

The sword testing platform shook violently, and nine giant pillars of black ice burst forth from the ground. Cold mist surged between the pillars, condensing into countless icy blades that poured down like a torrential rain.

"Mysterious Ice Prison!" Xie Mingli's eyes suddenly widened, his heart trembling, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Back then, Zhao Tianyu used this very move to completely freeze an eighth-grade demon beast!"

As the Mysterious Ice Prison unfolded, the air was thick with the acrid smell of the northern permafrost. The shrieking sound of ice blades tearing through the air was mingled with the chattering teeth of the spectators.

Chu Ning's figure was instantly submerged in the storm of ice blades. Xie Mingli's fingertips pierced her palm, and the blood droplets froze into ice crystals before they could even drip—she hadn't even realized she had stepped onto the edge of the icy prison.

"Dead?" someone murmured.

The moment the ice blade rainstorm struck, Chu Ning's perception was stretched. He "saw" the trajectory of each ice blade. The fox tail shadow swept across 36,000 times in a thousandth of a breath, but in reality, it only took a moment.

(End of this chapter)