Chapter 16: The Duel (Part Two)

Page (1/3)
The smile on Madam Ji’s face gradually faded, but when she saw Ji Jiu’er unleashing an even fiercer counterattack, she sneered coldly once again.
Twenty meters apart, Ji Jiu’er stared at Bai Ling, who suddenly appeared like a ghost once more. Her shock quickly turned to horror. Bai Ling’s repeated displays of power continuously challenged her understanding, yet only by a narrow margin.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bai Ling unleashed terrifying explosive force with both fists, treating Ji Jiu’er like a wooden stake—each punch forced her into relentless retreat!
Ji Jiu’er snorted coldly, a sharp pain radiating from her shoulder causing her to frown. She shifted her steps slightly, her speed increasing rapidly until she was three meters away from Bai Ling.
With a sudden backward kick, she sprinted toward Bai Ling at lightning speed.
Ji Jiu’er was launching her counterattack!
Bai Ling’s brows furrowed as he watched Ji Jiu’er charging at him. Gathering strength in his right fist, he aimed directly at her chest.
Whoosh!
Bai Ling’s fatal strike flashed before his eyes but struck only empty air. Ji Jiu’er seemed to teleport, appearing a mere meter from him before her body dissolved into a fleeting shadow and vanished instantly.
Using an extremely cunning technique, she circled behind Bai Ling and slammed a palm hard against his spine.
Boom!
Bai Ling coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Ji Jiu’er’s cold voice rang in his ear: “Too weak!”
A heavy weight settled in Bai Ling’s heart as he stumbled forward ten steps, distancing himself seven or eight meters away from Ji Jiu’er.
“So this is the cultivation method of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace?”
“So terrifying. I thought Bai Ling’s speed had reached the limit of the Initial Primordial Realm, but Ji Jiu’er’s technique is even more fearsome. Ah! How I wish I were a disciple of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace!”
“You’re dreaming! The Holy Primordial Immortal Palace only accepts daughters of the Empress!!!”
“I’d rather cut myself off than be excluded!”
“Pervert!”
...
Countless gasps of awe echoed among the crowd. Many were witnessing firsthand the strength of this century’s prodigy. The power she displayed allowed her to fight across five minor realms!
The terrifying speed and strength she unleashed in an instant were truly impressive!
Bai Ling suddenly turned around, lightly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. With a cold voice, he said, “Is that so?”

Page (2/3)
“Then... try taking another punch from me!”
A roar!
Bai Ling let out a low shout, awakening the crimson blood within his heart. Uncertain of his power, he held back half his strength as he charged forward, throwing a heavy punch!
A cold sneer appeared on Ji Jiu’er’s face as she leapt forward. A strange unease flashed in her heart; unwilling to prolong the fight, she unleashed her full strength and slammed out a palm!
Boom!
Ji Jiu’er’s snow-white palm was struck heavily by Bai Ling’s fist, and a look of pain instantly crossed her face.
At the moment of impact, Bai Ling stepped back one pace, while Ji Jiu’er staggered three paces backward.
“Hmph, I underestimated you!” Ji Jiu’er’s beautiful eyes sharpened.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped shut and then flew open. Her pupils transformed into a strange pale blue, and a surge of aura burst from her entire body. The primordial energy in her meridians surged rapidly. She whispered, “Nine! Heavens! Holy! Primordial! Art!”
Around Ji Jiu’er, the primordial energy gradually coalesced, flowing swiftly as if becoming tangible.
The energy surrounding her now marked her as an eighth-level practitioner of the Initial Primordial Realm. If this energy crystallized, she would be a tenth-level Initial Primordial cultivator.
“Wha... what the—!!!” A tenth-level Initial Primordial Realm expert in the crowd froze, petrified.
“No, it’s impossible! An initial-level Initial Primordial cultivator cannot suddenly unleash the power of an eighth-level!” muttered an eighth-level Initial Primordial cultivator, his mind in turmoil.
“Brother Kun! Your daughter’s future is boundless!” Bai Zhentian trembled, staring in shock at the extreme power now displayed by Ji Jiu’er.
Ji Kun’s eyes widened as he swallowed hard, his heart pounding fiercely. He slapped himself to confirm he wasn’t dreaming and exclaimed, “Jiu’er! You...” Then he burst into laughter, his daughter’s display of strength stirring a tempest within him.
Ji Jiu’er’s talent was truly monstrous—no wonder she was chosen by the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace, a legacy spanning thousands of years, and accepted as the current Master’s final disciple. Pride filled Ji Kun’s face.
But moments later, thinking of Bai Ling, the man she faced, his smile turned bitter.
His former son-in-law...
Bai Ling, who had awakened three days ago, was equally extraordinary. His continuous displays of power had forced the current Master’s disciple of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace into a desperate struggle, compelling her to use the palace’s secret technique.
In a quiet corner of the crowd, Xiao Li, head of the Xiao family—one of the three great clans—smiled coldly upon seeing Ji Jiu’er appear.
When he saw Bai Ling, like others, a dark sneer flickered deep in his eyes. As he contemplated how to capture the soul of this disciple of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace, Bai Ling’s growing momentum assaulted his nerves. What followed would make him fixate his target firmly on Bai Ling.
...
Bai Ling stared intently at the changes in Ji Jiu’er, a confident smile forming on his face.

Page (3/3)
“Finally going to use the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace’s technique?” Bai Ling sneered.
The onlookers were already stunned into silence. Bai Ling had just awakened, yet the terrifying power he exhibited made even fifth-level Initial Primordial cultivators blanch. And now, Ji Jiu’er was compelled to use the powerful inherited technique of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace against him!
In everyone’s mind, Bai Ling’s current strength earned him silent thumbs-up.
“Bai Ling, three days apart feels like worlds apart. You’ve grown enough to make me see you in a new light. But the strength of the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace is beyond what you can imagine!” Ji Jiu’er’s words were laden with weight.
She gently waved her arm, and a wave of primordial energy began to spin in her palm.
“Is that so? Perhaps your eyes are clouded and you’ve never truly seen me clearly. Today, I want to see if the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace’s technique is really as powerful as you claim!” Bai Ling chuckled lightly.
“Hah!”
Bai Ling took a deep breath and let out a low roar. At this moment, he sensed an intense threat from Ji Jiu’er’s figure.
This power made his soul tremble fiercely.
This punch would gather all his strength, fueled by the terrifying power granted by that mysterious drop of blood.
A power strong enough to shatter a thousand-pound boulder.
Ji Jiu’er’s own power erupting now equally shocked Bai Ling.
At the same time—
He wanted to test just how strong the mysterious power from that drop of blood truly was!
Whoosh!
Bai Ling sprang forward like a leopard, leaping with explosive speed.
Ji Jiu’er watched Bai Ling’s face, now wearing a smile even more confident than before, and she smiled too.
Though she had only recently entered the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace, just a few days, neither her prestigious background nor the man before her—her former fiancé—would allow her to lose!
Moreover, the technique she wielded now was a legacy passed down for thousands of years in the Holy Primordial Immortal Palace:
The Nine Heavens Holy Primordial Art!
According to its description: Master it to perfection, and under the Nine Heavens, you are invincible in the world!