746: Chapter 747 is empty, completely empty!

"You—!"

Chu Yungui trembled with rage, a mouthful of blood surging up his throat, which he then forced himself to swallow back down.

The two Junior Brothers behind him also struggled to stand, their eyes filled with anger and despair. They had fought so hard, only for someone else to reap the rewards?

"Bitch! You're looking for death!" Chu Yungui was completely enraged, a look of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Give back the dao seed, otherwise, even if I, Chu Yungui, have to risk being heavily injured today, I will make you stay!"

Before his voice had even faded, a staggering Aura erupted from his body. The Taixuan Seal, carrying overwhelming fury and humiliation, tore through the air and struck directly at Shen Jinghong!

This strike, launched in anger and without reservation, was the strongest attack Chu Yungui could perform at this moment!

Facing this earth-shattering blow, the smile on Shen Jinghong's face slightly faded, and a look of 'what a hassle' flashed in her eyes.

She tapped her toes lightly, her figure dodging the attack of the Profound Yin Seal like a startled swan. With a gentle wave of her longsword, a cold Sword Qi burst through the air, aimed straight for Chu Yungui's wrist.

Clang! Chu Yungui hurriedly raised his hand to parry, but his arm was shaken numb by the force of the Sword Qi, and the Profound Yin Seal nearly slipped from his hand.

He looked at Shen Jinghong in disbelief. He was actually no match for her at all?!

Shen Jinghong gave him no chance to catch his breath. She closed the distance, her longsword flicking upward in a clean and decisive motion as a flash of green light streaked past.

She directly sent the Profound Yin Seal flying from Chu Yungui's hand, while the Sword Qi sliced across his shoulder, leaving a deep, bloody gash.

Pfft—

Chu Yungui staggered and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his injuries worsening as his Aura withered away.

Shen Jinghong looked down at him from above, her eyes devoid of any pity, her tone remaining cold:

"Is this all the Saint of the Taixuan Immortal Palace is capable of?"

After saying this, Shen Jinghong's expression shifted slightly as if she had sensed something. The corners of her mouth curled up as she turned into a streak of green light and disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest.

Only Chu Yungui was left behind, trembling with rage, his eyes full of venom and resentment, yet he didn't even have the strength to pursue her.

At this moment, high above the Secret Realm, the heavenly pride list fluctuated slightly once more.

Behind Shen Jinghong's name, the number of dao seeds quietly changed to '2'.

Meanwhile, on the branch of a towering ancient tree not far away, a figure lay quietly in wait, his Aura retracted to the extreme. It was none other than Shi Jingxian of the Azure Profound Sect.

He watched the direction in which Shen Jinghong had disappeared, clicked his tongue softly, and thought to himself, 'What a pity, I arrived too late. Junior Sister Shen beat me to it.'

His gaze then fell upon Chu Yungui, who was covered in wounds and whose Aura was weak, as well as the two similarly heavily injured quasi-Holy Sons nearby.

Shi Jingxian's mouth curled into a grin: "However, since I'm here, I can't leave empty-handed."

"Master often says that when traveling the world, one must know how to manage a household with thrift!"

He leaped from the tree like a leopard, and a thick, pitch-black spiked club appeared in his hand at some point.

The club was covered in spikes that glinted with a cold light; it was clear he had inherited the true teachings of Shi Wanshan.

Thump!

With a dull thud, the spiked club smashed heavily into the back of Chu Yungui's neck. Before Chu Yungui could even scream, his eyes rolled back and he fainted instantly.

Immediately after, Shi Jingxian's figure blurred as he swung the spiked club. Two faint thuds followed in quick succession, and those two already heavily injured quasi-Holy Sons were also instantly knocked unconscious, completely losing any ability to resist.

Shi Jingxian clapped his hands and looked at the three unconscious men on the ground. With a grin, he nimbly stripped them of their storage rings, Magic Treasures, Medicinal Pills, and even their robes, leaving not a single scrap of benefit behind.

"The Saint of the Taixuan Immortal Palace has quite a bit of family wealth."

He weighed the storage rings in his hand, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. Then, his figure flickered as he turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest.

Only Chu Yungui and the other two were left lying naked on the ground in a pathetic state.

After Shi Jingxian's figure vanished, the ancient forest returned to a deathly silence.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chu Yungui's naked body on the ground twitched slightly.

He struggled to move his eyelids. The heavy dizziness and the sharp pain from the back of his head made him groan as he slowly opened his eyes.

His vision was blurry at first, then focused on the grayish-white sky above, which was cut into fragments by the forest leaves.

"I..."

He opened his mouth, his throat dry and painful. Memories flooded back like a tide: the dao seed, the humiliation, the defeat, the heavy blow to the back of his neck...

"dao seed! My dao seed!"

He suddenly tried to prop up his body, but it triggered all his injuries. Especially the sharp pain in the back of his neck made his vision go black, and he fell heavily back to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hiss—!

He sucked in a cold breath, and cold sweat instantly soaked... no, he only then belatedly realized that he didn't seem to feel the sensation of clothing on his body.

A slightly cool forest breeze brushed against his naked skin, causing a dense layer of goosebumps to rise.

Chu Yungui froze. He slowly, extremely slowly, lowered his head to look at his own body. Within his field of vision was a stretch of bare skin covered in mud and bloodstains.

The hideous bear claw wound on his chest, the deep sword gash on his shoulder, and the bruises and abrasions all over his body were all exposed to the air and the light without any cover.

No... no... He suddenly turned his head to look not far beside him.

His two Junior Brothers were also lying there naked and unconscious, with nothing but scars and filth remaining on their bodies.

Their uniform dharma robes that symbolized their status as Inner Sect Disciples of the Taixuan Immortal Palace, along with their storage rings, personal swords, and even the jade pendants at their waists, were all gone.

Chu Yungui's mind went blank, and then there was a 'boom,' as if something had exploded inside.

Shame, anger, venom, fear, and bewilderment—all sorts of emotions, like the most lethal poisons, instantly filled his heart, almost tearing his Divine Soul apart.

"My... my clothes... my storage ring... my..."

His voice was hoarse as he tremblingly raised his hand to feel his empty fingers, neck, and waist.

Empty, everything was empty.

Aside from these scars and this disgusting naked body, he had nothing. Not even a piece of cloth to cover his shame, nor a single healing Medicinal Pill was left.

"Ah—!!!"

A scream that didn't sound human, a mixture of extreme pain and madness, suddenly erupted from Chu Yungui's throat, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle.

"Who was it?! Which god-damned bastard humiliated us like this!"

Chu Yungui's voice was shrill and hoarse, like two rough whetstones grinding together frantically.

He clawed at the mud beneath him like a madman, his fingernails instantly breaking and bleeding, yet he didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of pain.

As the Saint of the Taixuan Immortal Palace, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace? To be stripped naked and tossed in the wilderness like trash?

This wasn't just a robbery; this was completely tearing off Chu Yungui's face and crushing it underfoot!

"Senior Brother... Senior Brother..."

A weak groan came from beside him as one of the quasi-Holy Son Junior Brothers also slowly woke up.

He groggily tried to prop up his body, but his palm pressed against Chu Yungui's naked thigh. The warm sensation made him instantly wide awake.

"Ah! A ghost!"

The Junior Brother was scared out of his wits, scrambling backward until his back hit a rough tree trunk before he stopped.

He stared with wide, terrified eyes at the blood-covered, naked, disheveled monster before him that looked like a savage.