With each swing of the fan, a thick plume of purple mist surged forth, hurtling straight toward the green-robed figure opposite. After seven or eight swings, the purple mist had grown so dense that it enveloped the opponent without a single gap, forming a massive purple sphere!
The green-robed figure, meanwhile, had shrouded himself entirely within a mass of black qi, keeping the green mist at bay on the outside.
The black qi and the green mist rolled and churned against each other, biting and tearing like two living things. But no matter how one looked at it, under the green-robed man's manipulation, the green mist held a clear advantage, compressing the black qi into an ever-smaller space.
"My cousin's Bone-Dissolving Treasure Fan is one of the most famous top-grade magical artifacts of our
"Oh? This fan is that famous? I wonder — compared to the renowned Wind Thunder Fan, which one is more powerful?" Dong Xuan'er let out a soft laugh, the corners of her lips curving slightly upward, revealing a bewitchingly alluring charm.
"In terms of raw power alone, this fan may not rival the Wind Thunder Fan. However, any cultivator with a wood spirit root can wield it with ease. That's not the case with the Wind Thunder Fan — without wind and lightning attribute spirit roots, one can't unleash even a fraction of its power. So the value of this Bone-Dissolving Fan actually exceeds that of the Wind Thunder Fan!" Yan Yu's heart fluttered at Dong Xuan'er's enchanting smile, but he managed to suppress his wandering thoughts and gave a careful explanation.
"What nonsense! A common top-grade artifact like that dares to be compared to the Wind Thunder Fan? It would be impressive if it had even a tenth of its power! In fact, I don't think this fan is even as powerful as my Purple Light Cymbals." Senior Brother Feng, seeing Dong Xuan'er and Yan Yu chatting so amiably, showed jealousy on his face and made a point of belittling them.
"How dare you look down on a magical artifact refined by our Yan family? Fine! Then let me see the power of your Purple Light Cymbals!" Yan Yu, furious at the other's dismissal of the Bone-Dissolving Fan's power, eagerly wanted to test him.
"Gladly! I've been wanting to test the magical power of the Yan family's top disciple!" Senior Brother Feng sneered and agreed without hesitation.
For a moment, the two of them seemed to have completely forgotten about their common enemy,
"Oh, let's just forget it! I only asked casually — there's no need to get so worked up! Can't each of you take a step back?" Dong Xuan'er appeared to be peacemaking, but in truth, her words only made both men, eager to show off in front of their beloved, even more unwilling to back down. Neither wanted to lose face before Dong Xuan'er.
Of course, having the two immediately fight to the death was unlikely — after all, this was merely jealousy over a woman, and most of what had been said was just bluster. They still had plenty of reservations. But if Dong Xuan'er kept egging them on a little more, who knew how things might turn out?
Han Li was still paying attention to the battle, but he heard everything happening beside him crystal clear. He couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. This spoiled girl really was a troublemaker — wherever she went, storms followed. No wonder that woman
But wait — that Feng fellow and Yan Yu didn't look like fools from their appearance. Why were they acting so impulsively and combatively now? Could it be that Dong Xuan'er's bewitching charm was truly that powerful — enough to subconsciously affect even cultivators who had already reached Foundation Establishment?
The thought sent a chill through Han Li's heart.
Still, Han Li couldn't be bothered to question two guys whose heads had been turned. What did it matter to him which one lived or died?
Yet Han Li did find it strange. No matter how Dong Xuan'er flirted and flirted, bewitching every other man into a lovesick daze, in his eyes she held not the slightest charm. He felt absolutely nothing.
This wasn't just puzzling to Han Li — Dong Xuan'er herself was thoroughly frustrated. For reasons she couldn't understand, her bewitching art had absolutely no effect on the one person she found most annoying. Otherwise, she would have had him wrapped around her finger long ago, and he wouldn't have been able to bully and threaten her the entire journey.
Just as Han Li and Dong Xuan'er were each lost in their own thoughts, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically.
The black qi enveloped by the green mist suddenly began contracting inward and thinning out. In the blink of an eye, the green-robed man hidden within was exposed. The several skulls floating around his body opened and closed their jaws, greedily sucking in the surrounding black qi — they were the very cause of his own defensive qi thinning.
The Yan family cultivator across from him, though uncertain of his opponent's intentions, saw no reason to show mercy when the man had effectively dismantled his own defenses. He immediately pointed his treasure fan forward, and the green mist surged in like a swarm, seizing the moment when the black qi could no longer resist!