The Face-Slapping Really Hurts — Truly a Case of Husband and Wife in Perfect Sync
The Face-Slapping Really Hurts — Truly a Case of Husband and Wife in Perfect Sync
Chi chi chi!
Streaks of divine rainbow light rushed in from every corner of heaven and earth.
In a short span of time, countless figures had gathered around the mountain peak, all drawn by the news, making for an incredibly lively scene.
Some people had even begun quarreling, unable to hold back, breaking into fights right there and starting to exchange blows.
For a moment, brilliant radiance wove together across the sky, all kinds of dazzling magical artifacts streaking past, blindingly bright.
Boom!
Great swaths of mountain ranges and ancient trees collapsed, dust filling the sky.
“What the hell is that Long Teng? He’d better wash his neck clean and wait for our Young Master Changge to come harvest it.”
A young prodigy laughed mockingly, fearlessly hurling insults back at the Celestial Ancient beings.
“Lord Long Teng’s power is beyond anything you could ever imagine! That guy surnamed Gu dies today for sure!”
A Celestial Ancient being cursed right back, and then the two sides started fighting, killing until their eyes turned red, blood splattering everywhere, corpses and bones flying.
The two groups here mainly represented the two opposing camps.
To the east were the native beings of the Celestial Ancient Continent, in all manner of forms.
There was a golden-haired girl with a pair of wings, an old flood dragon, a burly man with scale-covered arms, and a giant with bull horns growing from his head.
All of them had cold expressions and powerful blood qi, having charged out from their various deep mountains, staring icily at the crowd of young prodigies who had come from the outside world.
On the western side were the figures led by the Young Prodigies of the various Supreme Dao Lineages and Cults of Immortality — such as Ye Langtian, shrouded in golden divine rings, and Wang Wushuang, his whole body wreathed in mist...
They too stared coldly at the Celestial Ancient beings.
Light soared into the sky at this spot, and more and more people gathered around, with hushed discussions breaking out from time to time.
Even knowing full well they might get caught in the crossfire, they had rushed here, wanting to witness with their own eyes a great event that would shake the Celestial Ancient Continent.
But the gazes of most were fixed on the distant mountain summit, on that terrifying figure shrouded in dense dragon runes — his aura alone was powerful enough to make one tremble.
Long Teng!
Behind him, the figures of his followers stood silent, their expressions cold, like an iron-blooded army that had been through millions of battles.
The aura of the Peak Partial-Enlightened Realm was on full display, like a juvenile True Dragon.
Everyone felt this terrifying pressure.
Even Ye Langtian and the others couldn’t help but change their expressions slightly, feeling enormous pressure.
He really was no simple character!
His strength was overwhelming!
They could never be Long Teng’s match — at a time like this, the gap in cultivation was simply too great.
“Still, he doesn’t have that unfathomable feeling that Daoxiong Changge gives off...” Ye Langtian shook his head slightly.
Not far away, a golden rune flashed in Wang Wushuang’s eyes.
He too had noticed how dreadful Long Teng was.
“I hope I’m not too late...”
In the distance, Gu Xianer streaked along as a stream of light, crossing mountains and ridges at extreme speed, and soon caught sight of this ancient land.
Divine rainbows streaked across the sky above this primordial ancient land from time to time.
Those Cultivators and beings were all flying in one direction — clearly all heading for the battle between Gu Changge and Long Teng.
She hurried along the whole way, sneaking toward the crowded areas, afraid of being recognized by Gu Changge later.
But Gu Xianer was soon disappointed.
Gu Changge still hadn’t shown up — not even a shadow of him.
She even suspected that, given Gu Changge’s vile personality, he might have stood Long Teng up and made a monkey out of him.
Of course, that was just her random guess.
“Eh, that’s Mingkong jiejie’s White Jade Carriage...”
Suddenly, Gu Xianer noticed something high in the sky.
Nine primordial exotic beasts resembling divine phoenixes were pulling a jade carriage, galloping through the air.
It stopped high above, that jade carriage glittering crystalline, auspicious colors radiating in ten thousand streaks, divine mist curling around it — truly extraordinary.
Within it, a vague, graceful, exquisite silhouette could faintly be seen.
She recognized it as Yue Mingkong’s mode of transport.
It was just that Gu Xianer preferred being alone; after arriving on the Celestial Ancient Continent, she hadn’t gone to find Yue Mingkong.
She also knew that back when she was being hunted by the Seventh Princess of the Ancient Sea Palace, Yue Mingkong had intended to come to her aid, only to be held up by someone.
Unlike Gu Changge, the kindness Yue Mingkong showed her — she could feel it came from genuine sincerity, not hypocrisy.
High in the sky, numerous divine lights could be seen appearing; this great battle had drawn far too many eyes.
Although the older generation of the Celestial Ancient Continent had negotiated with the outside Dao lineages that they would not interfere in this matter,
at this moment, there were still some of the older generation watching.
After all... Long Teng represented the hope of the Celestial Ancient dragon lineage.
“So this is Gu Changge’s fiancée?”
“The woman named Yue Mingkong?”
At this moment, Long Teng’s gaze shifted, stars seeming to revolve within his eyes.
He stared at the White Jade Carriage stopped at the edge of the sky, gazing with some heat at the figure within.
As if he could pierce through the layers of curtains.
“Abandon that guy surnamed Gu and follow me instead — how about it?”
At this, a rare smile appeared on Long Teng’s cold face as he looked toward the horizon not far away.
This was Long Teng speaking in front of everyone; his words rolled out like thunder, yet contained a terrifying Dao rhythm.
Many Cultivators felt their ears shake and their blood qi churn; some nearly collapsed weakly to the ground.
They were horrified.
Then, once they made out what Long Teng had said, many people’s expressions changed drastically.
What kind of status did Yue Mingkong hold? The future Empress of the Unrivaled Celestial Dynasty of the outside world — nobility beyond measure.
This Long Teng really had some nerve, daring to speak to her like that?
Immediately, many young prodigies glared at him furiously.
Of course, some also knew that the feud between Long Teng and Gu Changge had arisen precisely because of Yue Mingkong.
A femme fatale, a beauty that brings ruin — this was exactly that.
“I’ve seen people courting death, but never someone as eager to die as you.”
At this moment, a cold, indifferent voice came from within the White Jade Carriage, like the sound of nature itself, seemingly devoid of any emotion.
As if speaking to a dead man.
However, only Yue Mingkong herself knew of the strange glint in her own eyes.
Long Teng’s death-seeking personality was exactly as expected.
Naturally, she had come to watch the show too; she hadn’t expected Gu Changge’s response to be so fast — setting off directly, declaring he would kill Long Teng.
If she remembered correctly, Long Teng’s body contained a drop of Seven-Colored True Dragon Blood.
That was True Blood that only appeared when a True Dragon’s hardest scales were torn off — incomparably precious, with countless wondrous uses.
As it happened, she knew how to refine it out. Gu Changge probably didn’t even know about this.
“That personality — I like it!”
Hearing this, Long Teng wasn’t angry at all; instead, admiration showed in his eyes.
He liked women with exactly this kind of personality.
The stronger-willed, the greater the thrill of conquest.
“Those words make this Palace sick.”
However, along with that cold voice, Yue Mingkong’s delicate brows suddenly furrowed within the White Jade Carriage.
She struck.
She had never had any goodwill toward Long Teng to begin with, and those words made her feel greasy and nauseated.
She simply couldn’t hold back — she would make a move against Long Teng before Gu Changge did.
Zheng zheng zheng!
Sword light seemed to burst forth in the void; streak after streak of sword radiance suddenly shot toward Long Teng like silvery-white vines, cold and piercing, like silver longswords!
Everyone was stunned — none had expected Yue Mingkong to suddenly, without a word, strike directly at Long Teng.
In a single thought, brilliant light blossomed in the void.
This was Yue Mingkong’s powerful Emperor Technique.
She had already broken through to the Partial-Enlightened Realm; her current true cultivation, compared to Long Teng’s, was still considerably weaker.
Yet she showed no fear whatsoever.
Of course, she also wanted to find out just how strong Long Teng really was — hence this probe.
Faintly, at this moment, the Cultivators saw rain of light scattering, the aura of the Great Dao permeating the air.
The Young Prodigies witnessing Yue Mingkong strike for the first time all turned solemn, revealing gravity and wariness.
So powerful!
It seemed Yue Mingkong’s true strength was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.
“Such nerve! You dare strike at me!”
Being called disgusting by Yue Mingkong instantly froze Long Teng’s face, his smile vanishing.
No matter how good his temperament was, being called disgusting by such a beauty in front of everyone at this moment still made him lose face.
Especially since the other party actually dared to take the initiative and attack him.
Gu Changge was one thing, but he hadn’t expected even his fiancée to be like this!
At this moment, Long Teng’s good humor had vanished as well.
“Before me, you have no chance of victory — you’re nothing but an ant!”
Long Teng’s face was utterly cold; he simply clasped his hands behind his back, putting on a look of utter contempt.
Facing this technique of Yue Mingkong’s, vast fluctuations emanated from between his brows, and a golden ocean manifested, surging forth like a tidal wave.
This was his powerful divine ability — in an instant it was like a raging sea, exploding across the void!
At this moment, even those at the True Enlightened Realm would change color, not daring to take it head-on — this was too powerful, capable of destroying a person’s Physique!
“No matter how strong Princess Yue Mingkong is, she’s probably no match for this Long Teng. This is a gap in cultivation that cannot be bridged.”
At once, a Young Prodigy frowned, his gaze like a torch, staring at this technique of Long Teng’s, admitting to himself that if he faced it, he absolutely could not withstand it.
Boom!
However, their expressions froze slightly, then turned to shock, awe welling up within them.
Even the cold, disdainful, supremely arrogant expression on Long Teng’s face instantly stiffened.
They saw swaths of light rain explode, like golden lotus flowers, petal after petal tearing the sky apart, enough to shatter the firmament.
Bo bo bo...
The lotus petals burst one after another, and the next moment smashed through that golden ocean; faintly, everyone saw a peerless Empress standing in the air, incomparably powerful, her elegance unmatched in her generation.
“I admit I underestimated you a little, but this time I won’t hold back.”
That his own strike had actually been blocked by Yue Mingkong like this made Long Teng’s expression turn somewhat ugly and gloomy.
No matter how today ended, he had already lost more than enough face.
Ordinarily, even the top ten young experts of the Celestial Ancient Continent could hardly withstand a single palm from him.
Didn’t Long Nu say Yue Mingkong’s strength was about the same as hers?
What was going on here?
“With that measly bit of skill, where did you get the confidence to provoke Changge?” At this, Yue Mingkong’s reply seemed casual and unbothered.
From beginning to end, she never showed herself, remaining within the White Jade Carriage.
But that one strike just now had been astonishing enough, leaving many Celestial Ancient beings deeply shaken.
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Even the Young Prodigies all had shaken expressions.
“Our strength is no match for Princess Mingkong.” Though unwilling, they could only admit this fact.
However, hearing Yue Mingkong’s words, many people’s expressions turned strange — why did it feel like they’d heard this somewhere before?
Back when Gu Xianer was being hunted by the Seventh Princess of the Ancient Sea Palace, she seemed to have said something similar to the Seventh Princess.
Wasn’t what Yue Mingkong said now the same in meaning?
When it came to Gu Changge, they both seemed to have absolute confidence in him.
“You’ve truly succeeded in angering me.” Long Teng’s face was dark as water.
He figured he needed to display some truly powerful methods, or this woman would never know what was good for her.
She had actually tried to provoke him again and again.
Behind him, his followers’ blood qi billowed like dark clouds, surging violently.
At this moment, cold light gleamed in their eyes as they stared in Yue Mingkong’s direction.
This stance made it look like, at the first sign of disagreement, they would all attack together and suppress and capture Yue Mingkong.
“You’ve angered me too, little ant...”
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the edge of heaven and earth. Long Teng and all the Cultivators’ expressions shifted slightly as they looked toward the horizon.
Needless to say, everyone sensed that the man himself had arrived!
Boom rumble rumble!
A mighty commotion sounded from that direction; streak after streak of divine rainbow swept across the sky, making many Cultivators suck in a cold breath.
This scale of arrival — truly frightening!
“Not good...”
However, Long Teng reacted quickly; he sensed the change in the space around him.
His expression shifted slightly, terrifying runes flowing all over his body, transforming into something like resplendent dragon armor as he moved to resist!
But then, the void before him warped and blurred.
A young man walked out from within, his expression indifferent, looking completely at ease.
Divine light flickered faintly; as he lifted his foot, it was as if endless gravity materialized, becoming a force that covered heaven and earth!
Boom!
The void trembled, seemingly about to be torn apart by this power.
Long Teng had no time to react — a kick landed on his stomach, and with a pu he coughed up blood, his internal organs rupturing.
With a trace of unwillingness on his face, he was kicked crashing down into the earth!
Dust and smoke scattered everywhere; the mountain range collapsed, leaving a shocking great fissure.
Gu Changge had arrived.
“I told you to wait, and here I am to kill you. How obedient of you.” He let out a laugh that was somewhere between mockery and amusement.
At the same time, he raised his palm, within which all kinds of runes emerged, dense as raindrops — yet they were dazzling, resplendent Sword Qi!
Terrifying power manifested in the void, erupting with boundless might.
Runes spread like a sea, vast and boundless, within which Sword Qi as thick as stars descended, like a red sun sinking.
Pu pu pu...
The great swath of mountains ahead instantly exploded, reduced to powder and dust!
All of Long Teng’s followers coughed blood and flew backward; some couldn’t withstand it and burst apart right in the void.
Blood mist splattered everywhere.
For a moment, everyone who had come to watch this world-shaking battle was dumbfounded.
None had expected that the very first moment Gu Changge appeared, he would kick Long Teng straight into the ground.
It truly proved that saying: the sweeter the showing-off, the harder the face-slap.
Gu Changge had finally come across an opportunity to slap a face, so naturally he would cherish it properly.
“Tell me, how would you like to die?”
Looking down from on high at Long Teng buried under the mountain rubble, he asked casually.
It looked as if he were asking something like “have you eaten yet?”
“Master, how should they be dealt with?”
At this moment, behind Gu Changge, a group of followers arrived escorting Long Teng’s people — among them was none other than the Long Nu familiar to Yue Mingkong.
After all, it was she who had deliberately let the woman escape back then, intending to set Gu Changge up.
But now Long Nu’s expression was terrified, her whole body covered in blood — even her tongue had been cut out.
Clearly, she had been tortured plenty by Gu Changge’s people along the way.
“This grand gift shall naturally be killed right in front of Long Teng.” Gu Changge said indifferently.
At this moment, he actually glanced over at Yue Mingkong.
“I’ll deal with this guy first, then I’ll settle accounts with you later.”
Yue Mingkong guessed at the meaning in his eyes, her expression calm and composed.
As if she hadn’t noticed at all.
She refused to believe Gu Changge could do anything to her.
Of course... she had truly misunderstood Gu Changge.
Gu Changge’s glance at her was only to confirm whether she had been hurt.
However, he couldn’t tell anything from looking, so he asked, “Are you alright?”
That Gu Changge would actually show concern for her left Yue Mingkong feeling somewhat flattered for a moment.
But then she thought it was very likely just an act Gu Changge was putting on in front of everyone.
So she shook her head and said, cool and natural, “Changge, you don’t need to worry, I’m fine.”
The little bit of warmth in her heart quickly settled back into calm.
She simply couldn’t tell which of Gu Changge’s words were true and which were false — and besides, she really was fine.
Long Teng was strong, but she was by no means weak.
And soon, the many Cultivators near the mountain peak came back to their senses. Watching this scene, they could only sigh inwardly — truly a case of husband and wife in perfect sync!