CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 87: IT’S A PITY YOU’RE A GENIUS

These few words lifted Xiu Yingmei’s mood considerably, but then Shang Ziyi said, "Though it’s a pity."

"What is a pity?" Xiu Yingmei asked with a furrowed brow.

"It’s a pity you encountered me at such a young age," Shang Ziyi sighed lightly. "If you were not a genius, seeing me would be like a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the moon, at least you’d have some ambition. But you are a genius, and seeing me is like a mayfly looking at the vast sky; once you’ve understood the immensity of the heavens, all that’s left for this life is despair."

"You’re certainly good at flattering yourself," Xiu Yingmei laughed disdainfully.

Shang Ziyi didn’t speak again, just took a step towards Xiu Yingmei, and as he did so, his muscles seemed electrified, shaking rapidly, contracting quickly, making his skin and muscles tight and dense.

Originally tall and lean, with his muscles tense, he seemed like pure gold with impurities removed, becoming extremely compact, his whole demeanor resembling tempered, refined steel, or a piece of dense jade, with muscles trembling like the long ringing of gold and jade.

The black pupils in his eyes expanded as if losing focus, occupying almost the entire eye socket, with no white part visible, looking extremely eerie.

In the next second, Shang Ziyi’s figure suddenly accelerated, those long legs like sharp knives erupted with unparalleled speed, leaving trailing shadows as he attacked Xiu Yingmei.

Xiu Yingmei’s expression was grave, her dual sabers danced wildly, and the sound of clashing metals rang continuously in the air.

Shang Ziyi seemed to have transformed into a demonic weapon, unbelievably resisting Xiu Yingmei’s Secret Treasure dual sabers and indestructible blade lights with his flesh.

More terrifying was that the blade light and the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Saber not only failed to harm his flesh, which trembled and rang like jade, but the blade light was instead shattered by his crystalline palm, and even the blades bore millimeter-sized nicks from colliding with his body.

Chen Guan was shocked in his heart; he too had heard of Shang Ziyi’s name, knowing Shang Ziyi was famed as a young genius proficient in all the world’s fighting techniques.

Yet he didn’t expect it to be so terrifying, using flesh alone to crush blade light and Secret Treasure blade weapon, directly shattering the blade light and causing the blade weapon to crack—such a formidable body.

One must understand Xiu Yingmei practiced the Nine Extremes Divine Skill, from the Unparalleled Secret Techniques, as Shang Ziyi had said, the Nine Extremes Divine Skill can unify the force of Nine-Nine, condensing Primordial Energy to its extreme, reputedly the strongest technique among the secret arts for piercing through surfaces using a point.

For Shang Ziyi to use his flesh to confront the Alien Elemental Energy evolved from the Nine Extremes Divine Skill, this was beyond terrifying.

Xiu Yingmei retreated continuously, unable to withstand Shang Ziyi’s demonic, frenzied assault, hard to duel directly, able only to switch from hardness to softness, employing Body Technique to maneuver with Shang Ziyi.

But Shang Ziyi possessed mastery of all worldly fighting techniques, making it as hard for Xiu Yingmei to maneuver with him as climbing to the heavens; her every move seemed calculated by Shang Ziyi, making evasion extremely difficult, with an oppressively suffocating pressure.

Fortunately, Xiu Yingmei was no weakling; fighting while retreating, gritting her teeth to hold on without suffering a heavy blow from Shang Ziyi, although her current situation was very bleak, her psychological pressure enormous.

In her mind, she couldn’t help recalling Shang Ziyi’s words; if she was a genius, then facing Shang Ziyi was like a mayfly looking at the vast sky, only after experiencing the vastness of the heavens does she realize her own insignificance.

Shang Ziyi was that kind of existence that makes someone like her feel impossible to match.

Within just a few moves, Shang Ziyi’s palm had grazed across Xiu Yingmei’s chest, slicing open the golden armor she wore, revealing the silver body-fitting silken armor inside.

"Celestial Silkworm Armor." Shang Ziyi did not continue attacking because he initially thought that strike would severely injure Xiu Yingmei, but hadn’t expected her to be wearing the Celestial Silkworm Armor inside, so he halted his attack.

Xiu Yingmei glanced down at the split part of her chest armor, her expression not looking good; though she was reluctant to admit it, she had to; Shang Ziyi was one of the scariest peers she had ever seen, and she couldn’t beat Shang Ziyi now.

"Gold... take him away..." Xiu Yingmei commanded coldly and extended her hand, summoning two pets to block in front of her.

The Second Awakening Cultivator could simultaneously summon three pets to fight, beside the Golden Lion, Xiu Yingmei’s other two pets were the Holy Hall Demon Swordsmen and the Steel Blood Giant, both unique 20th-level pets, unrivaled in the world, potentially surpassing even Unparalleled Pets in certain abilities.

As for the Golden Lion, it followed Xiu Yingmei’s orders, carrying Chen Guan and frantically headed towards Yuhua City.

She knew she couldn’t defeat Shang Ziyi, only get Chen Guan to safety first, blocking Shang Ziyi from taking the Secret Spirit Egg from him.

"Summon your pets." Seeing the Golden Lion take Chen Guan away, Xiu Yingmei summoned the Golden Bow and Arrow, planning to delay as much as possible to let Chen Guan get farther away.

If the Secret Spirit Egg ended up with Chen Guan, she had a chance to retrieve it; if it went to the Shang Family, it would definitely never be regained.

"Women ultimately need to rely on external items." Shang Ziyi gave Xiu Yingmei a scornful glance, his figure moved again.

His movements were swift, the tall lean but incredibly sturdy body looked like a blade demon from hell who charged between the Holy Hall Demon Swordsmen and Steel Blood Giant, hands continually slashing, like unparalleled divine blades, making the Holy Hall Demon Swordsmen and Steel Blood Giant retreat step by step.

His body executed various extreme offensive postures, fighting three with one, forcibly slicing the Steel Blood Giant into pieces, while the arrows shot by Xiu Yingmei couldn’t hit the fast-moving Shang Ziyi.

"Shang Ziyi... too terrifying... If I was at level 20... perhaps I could fight him..." Xiu Yingmei’s resolve began to waver.

With such thoughts arising, it became even harder to match Shang Ziyi; amid the flying sparks, the Steel Blood Giant’s head was cut off by Shang Ziyi.

Xiu Yingmei turned and fled; she realized if she didn’t escape now, there might be no opportunity left.

"Woman... you can’t escape..." Shang Ziyi’s sinuous voice echoed behind her like a demon’s tone; the next moment, Xiu Yingmei heard the sound of the Holy Hall Demon Swordsmen’s body being torn apart.

Turning her head, she saw the Holy Hall Demon Swordsmen’s body ripped into two, Shang Ziyi like a ghost, with vacant eyes, body bent nearly to the ground, in an incredibly eerie posture swiftly chasing her, at a speed unbelievably faster than the Ghost Palanquin’s flight.

Xiu Yingmei felt cold in her heart, shooting three arrows back in desperation, running ahead as fast as she could.

She didn’t hear the sound of arrows hitting flesh, with footsteps behind getting closer.

Suddenly, Xiu Yingmei saw a golden figure cresting the mountain ahead, her heart couldn’t help but rejoice; the Golden Lion had returned after taking Chen Guan away.

But upon closer inspection, she realized Chen Guan was still sitting on the Golden Lion’s back, returning with the Golden Lion.