"Chu Feng, where do you think you're going!"
At this moment, Leng Yue, just like Baili Xinghe, assumed Chu Feng was trying to flee. She hastily swung the staff in her hand and gave chase.
"Not bad." Yet Chu Feng stood in the distance with no intention of dodging. Instead, he stared at her body, laughing heartily—his gaze bizarre, his laughter wicked.
This made Leng Yue deeply uncomfortable. She couldn't help but glance down at herself.
"Ahh—"
One look was all it took. Leng Yue let out a sharp cry, her face flooding with panic. She was stunned to discover that at this moment, she was completely naked—every shred of clothing had vanished, leaving her entirely bare, her whole body on full display before Chu Feng.
Realizing something was wrong, Leng Yue hastily summoned the power of her barrier to form a set of clothes and cover herself.
Instinctively, she glanced at Chu Feng and Baili Xinghe. Baili Xinghe's gaze remained fixed on her body—yes, her body, not her face—and the spot he was staring at was particularly shameless.
She had been seen. Everything had been seen. Even though she had covered herself, it was already too late—what needed to be seen had been seen.
Humiliation. Crushing humiliation. For a woman, the most important thing was her chastity. Especially for someone like Leng Yue, who deemed no man beneath the heavens worthy of her notice—she valued it above all else.
She had believed that in the entire Sacred Land of Martialism, apart from the deceased Emperor, no man was worthy of being Leng Yue's man—and certainly no man deserved to see her naked body.
Yet today, her naked body had been seen completely and utterly. How could she possibly accept this?
"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Leng Yue screamed again, the sound so powerful it sent tremors rippling through the void. Every ounce of her resentment, humiliation, and fury was packed into that single cry.
"Chu Feng, you did this!!!" Suddenly, Leng Yue cast her icy gaze toward Chu Feng. Everything came flooding back—she remembered it all.
Earlier, Chu Feng had unleashed an incredibly fierce sword technique against her. That technique was not only profound, but it had caught her completely off guard. Left with no choice, she had poured everything she had into defending.
She had expected to sustain at least some injuries, but not only was she unharmed—Chu Feng's attacks grew slower and slower, until he abruptly retreated from the battlefield, and then the scene she had just witnessed unfolded.
Now, connecting the dots, she understood. Chu Feng hadn't used that sword technique to wound her—he had used it to humiliate her. Beneath those razor-sharp sword strikes, he had sliced her garments clean away.
"Chu Feng, you shameless scoundrel—I will kill you!" Her body had been fully exposed to two men, and it was all thanks to Chu Feng. Leng Yue could endure no more. Consumed by rage, her entire form transformed into a hundred-meter-long silver sword that shot toward Chu Feng.
It was a forbidden earth-level martial technique of the Heavenly Dao Palace—its power formidable enough to tear a massive gash across the sky.
"Earth Formation." Seeing Leng Yue unleash such a devastating technique, Chu Feng didn't dare be careless. The elements of wind, thunder, water, and fire materialized simultaneously, intertwining and spinning rapidly to form an enormous compass disc that encased him within.
Whoosh— The sword that Leng Yue had become came hurtling in, attempting to pierce through the disc, but the two forces clashed into a deadlock. For the moment, Leng Yue couldn't lay a finger on Chu Feng.
"Leng Yue, that was just a joke. Calm down first—I have something very important to tell you," Chu Feng said, his expression turning serious.
Truly, Leng Yue was seething with fury, her killing intent surging like a tidal wave. She genuinely wanted to kill Chu Feng. But seeing him drop his earlier playfulness and speak so earnestly, she faltered involuntarily. "What is it?"
"Even though you're ugly, you really do have a great figure."
"Heh heh." With those words, a lecherous grin spread across Chu Feng's face, and that shameless gaze once again swept over Leng Yue's body.
"Chu Feng, I, Leng Yue, will absolutely kill you today!!!" Leng Yue was so furious her heart spasmed and her soul trembled. She continued her assault, trying to pierce through the Earth Formation, wanting to tear Chu Feng limb from limb to vent her hatred.
"Hey, not bad, not bad—that's more like the first disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace. Though, I bet you'd look even better naked and angry. Come on, show little master another strip show."