Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 681: Chapter 630: The Young Lady with a Special Physique

’How does she know my identity?’ Tu Xiao’an was a little surprised, but it didn’t matter. He asked, "Senior, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you’ve come to this square teeming with Demons. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Me? I’m not here on any particular business, it’s just..." A playful smile touched Evil Qiqi’s lips, her delicate nose wrinkling slightly as she replied, "I just wanted to meet you, my dear junior, the Great Demon King."

Abruptly, Evil Qiqi’s alluring lips moved as if she were spitting something out.

Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air erupted, accompanied by a ripple in space.

A cold light glinted in Tu Xiao’an’s demonic eyes. Without moving from his spot, his fair hand shot out and snatched something from the air. A Silver Needle appeared in his grasp, still slightly damp.

"Senior, what’s the meaning of this? Trying to take your junior’s life the moment we meet?" Tu Xiao’an asked, wiping the Silver Needle as he looked up at Evil Qiqi.

Evil Qiqi acted completely unfazed, her smile only widening. "Don’t misunderstand. This Silver Needle is just a little welcome gift from your senior."

"Then you’re rather stingy, Senior. Is a single Silver Needle really a presentable gift?" Tu Xiao’an said with disdain.

Evil Qiqi’s beautiful eyes, shining brilliantly, narrowed. "In that case, your senior will just have to give you a few more. I’m just afraid you won’t be able to handle it."

Instantly, Evil Qiqi began to spin in mid-air, as ethereal and brilliant as a firework. Her entire body became dotted with points of starlight.

"My Lord, be careful! Evil Qiqi is a master of hidden weapons!" Luo Zijie shouted anxiously upon seeing this.

But Tu Xiao’an didn’t need Luo Zijie’s reminder. He had already seen the trick. The points of starlight surrounding Evil Qiqi were none other than deadly Silver Needles, capable of killing without a trace of blood.

They were fast. The Silver Needles rushed toward him at an extreme speed, impossible to track with the naked eye. They had likely reached the speed of sound.

Her Silver Needles were as fine as hairs, and her technique was unorthodox. An ordinary person, still lost in admiration of her beauty, would have likely collapsed and died, riddled with them.

"Freeze..."

Tu Xiao’an didn’t dare to be careless. His demonic eyes narrowed, and a powerful Consciousness Power enveloped the area, causing the surrounding space to jolt.

In an instant, Tu Xiao’an looked around to see countless Silver Needles suspended just half a meter away from him. Fine as hairs, they glinted with a chilling light.

Tu Xiao’an turned and saw that he was completely surrounded by densely packed, suspended Silver Needles. There had to be at least several thousand of them.

’What a terrifying technique. There’s nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. If not for my extraordinary and powerful Consciousness Power freezing the space around me, how could anyone else possibly dodge such an insane attack?’

As far as he could see, there was nothing but Silver Needles, each one more lethal than a bullet.

"Haha, you really are a rich young miss, aren’t you? So extravagant. These Silver Needles are made of a special material. I bet I could trade them for a Gold and Silver Mountain," Tu Xiao’an said, calming down as a slight smile touched his lips. "If that’s the case, then this junior will be happy to take them off your hands."

Tu Xiao’an reached out, made a sweeping, hooking motion, and instantly gathered an overflowing handful of Silver Needles.

Evil Qiqi calmly watched Tu Xiao’an gather the Silver Needles, neither concerned nor angry. Instead, a sharp glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her cherry-like lips moved, muttering an incantation, as her hands rapidly formed several seals. Then, she commanded, "Return..."

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...!

The densely packed Silver Needles surrounding Tu Xiao’an strangely vanished one by one. In the span of three short breaths, even the ones in his hand had dissipated into nothing.

In Evil Qiqi’s hand, a silver Flying Knife had appeared, one so polished it was almost transparent.

Tu Xiao’an’s eyes lit up. ’The recalled Silver Needles reformed into a silver Flying Knife in her hand. Holy shit, that’s a Divine Artifact!’

"It seems you couldn’t bear to part with them after all, Senior," Tu Xiao’an said with a faint, teasing smile.

Evil Qiqi looked radiant. She tightened her grip on the silver Flying Knife and said, "The Silver Needles aren’t valuable, but this Flying Knife is. Catch, junior!"

Before the words had even left her mouth, the silver Flying Knife in her hand vanished. He hadn’t even seen when she threw it.

’This rich girl really is something else.’

As Tu Xiao’an thought this, the space before him began to rumble as if the world were ending. It then shattered, and the silver Flying Knife shot out, carrying apocalyptic power, aimed straight for the spot between his eyes.

"Impressive, very impressive," Tu Xiao’an couldn’t help but praise. ’Since it’s a Divine Artifact, I can’t just catch it carelessly. But hey, I have a Flying Knife too. Who’s afraid of who?’

Suddenly, a Xiaoli Flying Knife, as thin as a cicada’s wing, appeared in Tu Xiao’an’s hand. He immediately flicked it forward.

CLANG!

The two Flying Knives met in mid-air, locked together like passionate lovers, impossible to separate.

Evil Qiqi’s cherry-like lips moved once more, muttering an incantation. Her hands became a blur as they formed a series of complex seals, and then she roared, "Grow!"

Huh?

Tu Xiao’an’s pupils contracted. He watched as the silver Flying Knife swelled at a visible rate, making his own cicada-wing-thin Xiaoli Flying Knife look minuscule in comparison.

"Break," Evil Qiqi ordered, the corners of her lips curling upward.

To Tu Xiao’an’s shock, his Xiaoli Flying Knife shattered into countless pieces like splintered ice.

The enlarged Flying Knife continued its momentum, hurtling toward Tu Xiao’an with the force of a thunderbolt, its edge seemingly unstoppable!

"Whoops, looks like I underestimated you." Tu Xiao’an took a small step back and balled one hand into a fist. Flames instantly wreathed his knuckles as he roared, "Get back!"

BANG!

Standing in mid-air, Evil Qiqi’s delicate body swayed, and her expression changed drastically. She looked up to see her enlarged Flying Knife hurtling back toward her.

"Retract!"

With a sharp cry from Evil Qiqi, the Flying Knife began to shrink again, smoothly returning to her hand. It shone with a brilliant light, like a distant, vast star.

Immediately, a Silver Sword appeared in her hand, a Baoguang flowing across its surface.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

"What an impressive Weapon, Senior," Tu Xiao’an said, clapping his hands. He felt like his horizons had been broadened.

’The Divine Artifact in Evil Qiqi’s hand can change into several forms—first Silver Needles, then a Flying Knife, and now a Silver Sword.’

’It looks like it can transform into other Weapons, too, as long as she wishes it.’

’Scan it.’

"Ding... Celestial Stream. Soldier’s Divine Artifact. Neither sword nor knife, yet both sword and knife. Its form is endlessly mutable. A Fourth-grade Divine Weapon..."

Tu Xiao’an was shocked. A Xiaoli Flying Knife, thin as a cicada’s wing, appeared in his hand once more.

"Ding... Xiaoli Flying Knife. Small hidden weapon. Can cut through iron as if it were mud. A Second Grade Weapon."

’Looks like the system has re-categorized things,’ Tu Xiao’an mused.

’No wonder my Flying Knife shattered when it hit hers. My Xiaoli Flying Knife is only a Second Grade Weapon.’

’But hers is Fourth-grade.’

’What does Fourth-grade even mean? That’s the kind of Weapon a Rank Four Divine Spirit is supposed to have.’

’Just who is this girl, Evil Qiqi, to possess a Fourth-grade Divine Artifact? If that’s the case, my Heaven Swaying Sword is probably inferior to her Celestial Stream. It must be a Third Grade Divine Weapon.’

’At the very least, my Heaven Swaying Sword can’t shapeshift into several different Weapon forms.’

’Wow... so cool. I want one.’

"Ding... Evil Qiqi. Level 35. High Rank War King. Nine-tailed Celestial Demon Body. Extraordinary human female..."

’This...?’

Tu Xiao’an glanced at Evil Qiqi, having just scanned her stats. The results were far beyond his expectations.

’First, I didn’t expect her to have already reached the level of a Pseudo Demon King. Just how old is she?’

’Of course, humans call it a High Rank War King. If she breaks through again, she’ll become a War God.’

’The esteemed Vice-Dean is only a Level 36 War God.’

’Nine-tailed Celestial Demon Body? So Evil Qiqi is another one of those extraordinary women with a special constitution. She’s getting more and more remarkable.’

’I wonder what this Nine-tailed Celestial Demon Body does. Her Cultivation is so high, it must be because of this special constitution.’

’She’s had much better luck than Su Rushi. Su Rushi also has a special constitution, but hers tortures her to the brink of death. She could die at any moment and can’t even practice Cultivation.’

’Only by breaking free of her Taiyin Cold Body can she begin Cultivation. But this girl’s special constitution seems to have nothing but advantages.’

"Little junior, why are you staring at your senior like that? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me, hehe..." Evil Qiqi said, a playful smile on her lips, as she noticed Tu Xiao’an’s eyes fixed on her beautiful face.

Her words snapped Tu Xiao’an back to reality. He smiled and said, "It’s nothing. This junior was just wondering what a Nine-tailed Celestial Demon Body is."

The moment the words left his mouth, Evil Qiqi’s delicate body trembled. For the first time, her composed expression faltered as she stared at Tu Xiao’an.

"How do you know about the Nine-tailed Celestial Demon Body?" Evil Qiqi demanded.

Tu Xiao’an shrugged and pointed to his demonic eyes. "My eyes can not only kill, they can also see through anything. To be blunt, Senior, in front of me, you might as well be transparent."

"You’re bluffing!" Evil Qiqi scoffed, clearly not believing a word.

"How about I tell you what color underwear you’re wearing today, Senior?" Tu Xiao’an said, a corner of his mouth lifting as his eyes took on a flirtatious glint.

Evil Qiqi’s expression changed, turning as cold as Frost. "You...!"

’Haha, looks like my bluff worked,’ Tu Xiao’an thought, feeling a little smug.

’My eyes can materialize their gaze, but they don’t have an x-ray function.’

’If they did, wouldn’t that be a bit too perverted?’

’Walking down the street would be... overwhelming.’

"Alright, Senior. We’ve had our fun. Why don’t you tell me what you’re really here for? It’s time to get to the point," Tu Xiao’an said, his tone suddenly serious.

Evil Qiqi shot Tu Xiao’an a fierce glare and said, "Come with me. My grandfather wants to see you."

"Your grandfather?" Tu Xiao’an was taken aback. "And who is your grandfather?"

"Wang Bo!"

’Wang Bo?’

Tu Xiao’an shook his head. He’d never heard the name before. ’But he must be a big shot in Wencheng City.’

’Evil Qiqi is eccentric enough as it is; her grandfather can’t be a nobody.’

"My Lord, Wang Bo is the Dean of our Ancient Academy," Luo Zijie said, stepping up to Tu Xiao’an’s side and whispering.

’What!’

Tu Xiao’an was stunned. ’So Wang Bo is the Dean of the Ancient Academy, a man as elusive as a Divine Dragon.’

If that was the case, then this was a meeting Tu Xiao’an couldn’t miss.

He usually only dealt with that cranky old Vice-Dean. He’d never once laid eyes on the actual Dean of the prestigious Ancient Academy.

Tu Xiao’an was filled with curiosity about this mysterious Dean.

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