Supreme Emperor of Mist

"Do not speak with me as you know me well. This may degrade my reputation to be associated with an opposing officer like you," Peng Yan said. Her choice of words was indirectly harsh when it arrives at Lu Qing Yun's ears.

This caused Lu Qing Yun to clench her teeth and revealed a hint of anger behind her facial expression. Her hand trembled slightly, not because she was afraid, but due to agitation.

"Peng Yan! If I found out that you've been playing with my young master's emotion from the start until now... I'll make sure to kill you even if my master will end up disowning me!" Lu Qing Yun swung her hand.

The tail of her whip lashed out and produced a circle that warned everyone else from approaching them.

"Your young master?" a confused expression is plastered on Peng Yan's face as she felt that she forgot about something important to her. Feeling that Lu Qing Yun was challenging her, Peng Yan gives the Qiankun Pouch on her waist a slap.

An elegant silver sword was taken out along with a medicinal bottle with the seal of "Qin" stamped on the surface. This was precisely the same bottle of Yin Soothing Pill Qin Lan gave to her before she left.

From the look of it, it was opened.

"What is inside this bottle?" Peng Yan shook the bottle to listen to the sound it made inside. As no marker or hint explaining the content inside, she randomly tossed the medicinal bottle to the messenger accompanying her.

"Keep this. I think I forget what was inside." Peng Yan said and descended from her chariot. She then walked into the circle Lu Qing Yun made using the Violet Queen Whip.

"Milady..." the messenger wanted to open his mouth to speak. But before he did, a blade created by the Spiritual Manifestation was pressing on his neck.

'Keep your mouth shut, or I'll kill you right here without anyone knowing what happened.' a whisper came into his ears silently without anyone noticing.

"I'm disappointed in you." Lu Qing Yun said. The whip in her hand returned to her grasp as she injected some Spiritual Qi into the handle.

"Please don't speak as you know me. If a fight is what you want, then come ahead!" Peng Yan's finger gently touches the edges of her silver sword. The pointed tip fired a shot of blade energy when it was pointing at Lu Qing Yun.

"Immature tricks!" Lu Qing Yun vertically swung her hand down and controlled the whip to destroy the blade energy into two halves. This marked the start of their battle as the two vanishes from their starting point instantly.

In a flash, they collided as Peng Yan tries to deliver a blow at Lu Qing Yun's shoulder. But the attack was blocked by Lu Qing Yun holding a section of her whip in both hands.

A hint of Spiritual Qi then entered the whip. This move controlled the tail of Lu Qing Yun's whip as it struck Peng Yan's arm fiercely.

Peng Yan retreated. But from how flexible she moves her hand, it doesn't seem to do much on her.

"Again!" after flexing her fist, Peng Yan made her move again. There were more Spiritual Qi was used in executing this blow as she appeared and vanished randomly.

A kick quickly arrives by the time she appears beside Lu Qing Yun. The latter, with less fighting experience, immediately fell on the ground face first. Some dirt was stuck on her face as soon as she came back on her foot.

"Violet Tempest!" Lu Qing Yun swung the offensive treasure in her hand fiercely to the point the eye of wind was created.

Tossing that attack at Peng Yan's position, Lu Qing Yun joined and tried to hinder Peng Yan's movement.

"You dare!" Peng Yan turned her sword around and placed it behind her. A Paperweight Slab made from precious jade is then taken out from her Qiankun Pouch as she stands firmly at where she is.

"Verdant Jade Inkstone, protect me!" Peng Yan yelled. Close to a quarter of Spiritual Qi was taken from her to create a barrier of protection. The shredding wind that's capable of cutting flesh and stones was forcefully dispersed by the treasure.

But as if she knew what would happen, Lu Qing Yun was well prepared. By the time she was just two steps away from Peng Yan, it was already too late for the latter to react.

"You!" Peng Yan hurried and defended herself using the silver sword in her right arm.

"Too late!" Lu Qing Yun shouted.

"Rippling Wave Palm! All-Palm-Into-One!" Lu Qing Yun's attack struck beautifully on Peng Yan's voluptuous right breast. The tenderness that came in contact between the two made them have some mixed feeling.

It was soon replaced with a painful sensation as Peng Yan was thrown six to seven steps away. The pain made her slightly blushed as she was struck at a particularly private part of her body.

"How dare you hit my breast! What if... What if?" Like there was a recollection of memory suddenly coming back to her mind, it felt like a lightning bolt struck her head in an instant.

"What is this feeling?" Peng Yan threw the silver sword down on the ground as she grabbed her head with both hands. The confusion in her vanishes almost as instant as it came.

"What's wrong with her?" Lu Qing Yun was confused by her action too. The act of suddenly throwing her sword and treasure away just to grab her head seems weird, at least in Lu Qing Yun's opinion.

"It must be some beguiling technique from you. Come fight with me properly if you dare!" Peng Yan said.

"Wh - What? Beguiling technique? Who do you think I am, lady Peng Yan? Do you think I'm as shameless as you?" Lu Qing Yun was thoroughly angered when she listened to what Peng Yan just said. To think that the pot saying the kettle is black.

"Wasn't you the one with all those lustful tricks when we first met on the battlefield?" Lu Qing Yun felt like she wanted to pull those images out from her and chuck them back into Peng Yan's head.

And not far from them, Qin Lan was nervous.

'For what the two is fighting?' he asked himself.