Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5333 Once More Seeing Feng Xinyue

“Wife, save me!” Long Chen cried out dramatically, darting behind Tang Wan-er in a flash, pretending to be terrified.

“Qian Renxue, I’ve had enough of you. If you really want to fight, let’s do it on the life-and-death stage! Let the heavens decide our fates, and we’ll have no further ties!” Tang Wan-er shouted, raising her hand to shield Long Chen as she glared at Qian Renxue.

Tang Wan-er had been holding back for a long time, but now that Long Chen was here, her courage surged. She was no longer afraid. She had already decided—today, she would settle things once and for all. Her killing intent burst without bounds.

Most sects had a life-and-death stage for resolving disputes that could no longer be mediated. With the approval of the higher-ups, this stage allowed combatants to settle their grudges in the simplest, most primal way possible. The victor became a king, while the loser became a ghost.

“Alright, as you wish! Let’s do it right now!” Qian Renxue sneered, taking out a tablet with divine runes on it.

This was the divine daughter’s status plate, and Qian Renxue flung it into the air. Tang Wan-er responded in kind, throwing an identical tablet into the sky. When the two tablets collided, the space seemed to warp as a martial stage appeared overhead.

“Absolutely not!” A furious voice suddenly echoed, and the image of the stage vanished. The tablets shot back to their owners, who hastily caught them.

“Assistant pavilion master, Tang Wan-er has gone too far! I must—”

“Rejected! The life-and-death challenge is denied. Stop causing problems! Whatever grievances you have, settle them on the Divine Consecration Stage!” The voice cut Qian Renxue off with a decisive snort, its tone leaving no room for argument.

The voice was piercing, and the overwhelming divine pressure told Long Chen that it belonged to a supreme expert.

“Tang Wan-er, this isn’t over!” Qian Renxue snarled. “Not only will I take back everything you’ve stolen from me, but on the Divine Consecration Stage, I might just take your slut life!”

Tang Wan-er was about to retort when Long Chen stuck his head out from behind her and smirked. “Doesn’t your face hurt from saying such big words?”

“You...!” Qian Renxue almost exploded from rage. The previous slap was the greatest humiliation of her life, and Long Chen’s words accurately struck her right where it hurt.

Tang Wan-er, who had been boiling with anger herself, burst into laughter at Qian Renxue’s rage. When it came to pushing people’s buttons, Long Chen was unbeatable.

“Just you wait!” Qian Renxue growled through gritted teeth before vanishing.

As soon as she was gone, Yan Beifei stepped forward, sneering. “Long Chen, is that your name? Don’t think you can hide forever. When I get my chance, I’ll make your life worse than—”

Before this idiot could finish, half of his face exploded into a mist of blood that filled the air. He was slapped flying into the distance, transforming into a dark spot in the sky before disappearing from sight.

The crowd was stunned. Long Chen had been standing behind Tang Wan-er, and no one had seen how he managed to land that slap. It was faster than anything they could comprehend—an ethereal, almost otherworldly strike that sent shivers down their spines.

Even Tang Wan-er hadn’t seen how he moved. His speed was unfathomable.

Long Chen had known Yan Beifei would speak up to provoke him, and after enduring Qian Renxue’s threats, he had been quietly gathering energy, barely holding back his frustration. When Yan Beifei opened his mouth, Long Chen couldn’t restrain himself any longer, releasing all that pent-up power in a single blow.

As a result, the slap was truly solid, sending Yan Beifei flying to unknown lands. Long Chen figured Yan Beifei would be unconscious for at least two days after it.

“That move of yours really has reached a divine level,” remarked Tang Wan-er, clearly impressed. Seeing the two people she loathed most humiliated so thoroughly lifted a great weight off her heart.

“Many thanks for your praise, great divine daughter. When this lowly Long Chen grows up, I hope to be able to wipe away all blockades in your way so that you may rise to the peak of godhood,” Long Chen replied with mock solemnity, cupping his fists to Tang Wan-er.

Tang Wan-er’s laughter rang out again. Sometimes, Long Chen’s cheeky behavior annoyed her, but other times, she found it irresistibly charming.

“Let’s go. I want you to see my master,” said Tang Wan-er, wrapping an arm around Long Chen’s arm and smiling.

Long Chen nodded and followed Tang Wan-er deeper into the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Tang Wan-er practically skipped with excitement, her childlike glee unmistakable. The two of them laughed and joked as they walked, with Tang Wan-er occasionally bending over in laughter. She simply forgot all about her status as a divine daughter.

Since there were too many people around, Long Chen refrained from discussing anything too serious and instead asked her about the Wind God Sea Pavilion.

Tang Wan-er explained that the Wind God Sea Pavilion consisted of over 3.600 islands, with Wind God Island at the center. The surrounding islands were interconnected by a massive formation.

It was said that when this grand formation was activated, it could twist spacetime and cause a natural reaction from heaven and earth, altering the very laws of the world. This was the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s strongest formation.

As a result, not many forces dared to attack the Wind God Sea Pavilion in recent history. Throughout the entire Heaven Essence World, the Wind God Sea Pavilion could be considered a first-tier overlord.

The sixteen closest islands belonged to the divine sons and daughters, a symbol of their exalted status. Furthermore, every divine daughter and divine son could have eight retainers and 3.600 guards. All of them received special treatment, receiving stipends from the Wind God Sea Pavilion. As the island master, Tang Wan-er was also allocated a large amount of resources every month to cultivate even more experts.

Before coming here, Tang Wan-er had grown under the wing of her master, never having to shoulder such responsibilities. But now, she carried the weight of leadership, fighting not just for herself but for her old sect’s brothers and sisters. Despite the burden, she endured it for their sake.

However, with Long Chen by her side now, the heavy burden seemed to melt away. In her eyes, Long Chen was the smartest person in the world. There was no problem he could not resolve.

After passing through several mountains, they arrived at a gate where Tang Wan-er’s followers had to remain behind. Beyond it lay a vast plaza and a cluster of buildings, marking the domain of the inner sect disciples.

Proceeding further, they encountered another gate, where even the inner disciples had to stop. Only Tang Wan-er and her eight divine retainers were permitted to pass through.

Beyond this second gate, the surroundings grew increasingly solemn and dignified. They then got into another expansive plaza, where the eight retainers halted, leaving only Tang Wan-er and Long Chen to continue forward.

The palace was vast and dimly lit, with a single beam of light streaming from the ceiling, illuminating the center of the hall. Seated calmly on a bamboo mat was a woman—Tang Wan-er’s master, Feng Xinyue.

When Long Chen saw Feng Xinyue, his heart started to pound out of control. Slowly, Feng Xinyue opened her eyes.