301: Chapter 301 Ice and Fire Battleground: The Demon Queen's Sparring with the Ice Lord

The night wind brushed past the back mountain of the Xu Family, dispersing some of the dense mist from the open-air spiritual spring.

After comforting Gong Yu, who had fallen asleep exhausted in his arms, Xu Chen lightly stepped out of the warm spring water. With a casual wave of his hand, a black python robe embroidered with a golden Dragon draped itself over his tall and straight frame.

He did not return directly to his bedchamber; instead, his deep gaze pierced through the layers of night, accurately locking onto the Family's Martial Arts Training Ground dozens of miles away.

In that area, which should have been silent, two diametrically opposite yet equally violent Half-Saint Law fluctuations were currently surging.

The Xu Family Martial Arts Training Ground was cast from Meteoric Iron that had fallen from the stars beyond, and its surroundings were inscribed with Defensive Grand Arrays bolstered by generations of Elders, strong enough to withstand a full-strength blow from a Great Saint-level expert.

At this moment, this massive Martial Arts Training Ground had been forcefully split into two distinct, extreme worlds.

The left half was a rolling sea of crimson fire.

The Demon Sect Origin fire, capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the seas, roared wildly, burning the pitch-black Meteoric Iron ground red, even showing signs of melting into molten iron.

The scorching heat distorted the air violently, and even the light barrier of the surrounding Defensive Grand Array rippled from the heat, emitting an ear-piercing grinding sound as it struggled under the strain.

In the center of this sea of fire, the Demon Empress Luo Hongyi stood suspended in the air.

Her iconic, sultry red dress fluttered in the heat waves, outlining her breathtakingly perfect and enchanting curves.

Her long, straight jade legs were faintly visible through the slit in her skirt, and her bare jade feet stepped upon illusory fire lotuses. A provocative sneer hung on her wild and unruly, beautiful face.

The right half was an absolute extreme cold that froze the Soul.

Countless barb-like icicles jutted out from the ground like jagged teeth, and large flakes of goose-feather snow drifted through the air. The chilling Qi even forced the rolling heat waves to a halt at the midline, forming a wall of ice and fire energy several zhang thick.

Holding a crystal-clear mystic ice longsword, Bai Ningbing stood quietly amidst the wind and snow, like a Guanghan Fairy who did not consume the food of mortals.

Her plain white dress was as pure as snow, and her long black hair was held up by an ice-blue jade hairpin. There was no expression on her cold, peerless face, save for the stubbornness that flickered in the depths of her eyes, which were like deep, frigid pools.

On the outskirts of the Martial Arts Training Ground, many Xu Family hidden guards and patrolling disciples, awakened by the commotion, had already gathered.

They stood at the edge of the Defensive Grand Array, swallowing hard with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, yet none dared to take a single step into the Martial Arts Training Ground.

What a joke.

The two ladies fighting inside—one was the Demon Sect Empress famous throughout the Central Continent, and the other was the Mistress of the Ice Palace; both were in the Half-Saint Realm. Most importantly, both were women at the very heart of the Young Lord.

Even with a hundred times the courage, they wouldn't dare to provoke these two mistresses.

"Ice-face, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? What madness brought you to this Martial Arts Training Ground?"

Luo Hongyi crossed her arms over her chest, the sea of fire churning with her breath, her tone carrying the characteristic indulgence and sarcasm of a demoness.

"Husband personally promised at dusk that he would come to my bedchamber tonight for some 'private lessons.' By pestering me and blocking my way like this, could it be that you're jealous because you can't get any 'meat'?"

Hearing this, Bai Ningbing's jade hand tightened slightly on her sword.

An imperceptible blush flashed across her cold cheeks, but her voice remained as bone-chilling as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

"Demoness, stop talking nonsense. Husband's original words were that he would come to find 'us,' not just you alone."

Bai Ningbing pointed her sword directly at Luo Hongyi, the chilling Qi around her intensifying: "You are so shameless, attempting to intercept him halfway and monopolize his favor. As the Mistress of the Ice Palace, I naturally cannot watch you break the rules of the inner court like this."

"Rules?"

Luo Hongyi laughed as if she had heard the greatest joke in the world, her laughter filled with the wantonness and arrogance unique to a demoness.

"In front of Husband, I, Luo Hongyi, am the rules. Besides, with that cold, corpse-like personality of yours, do you even know how to please a man? If Husband went to your bedchamber, I'm afraid even his fire would be frozen away by you. It's better to let me go first and stoke his fire for him."

These bold and provocative words struck Bai Ningbing's sore spot perfectly.

Successors of the Ice Palace had always been ascetic. Even though she was already devoted to Xu Chen, she still retained an innate awkwardness and reserve in such matters.

Being exposed so bluntly by Luo Hongyi, the shame and indignation in Bai Ningbing's eyes instantly transformed into a piercing killing intent.

"Spouting demon words to deceive the masses. Take this!"

Bai Ningbing wasted no more words. With a flick of her wrist, her Half-Saint level Ice Law erupted.

The wind and snow instantly condensed into a hundred-zhang-long giant sword that reached the heavens. The sword's body was compressed from extreme chilling Qi, carrying a terrifying power that could freeze the Void Realm as it split the ice-fire wall and slashed down toward Luo Hongyi's head.

"As if I'd be afraid of you!"

Luo Hongyi was not afraid at all, her beautiful eyes burning with intense Battle Intent.

She stomped her jade foot, and the Demonic Path sea of fire around her shrank frantically, eventually condensing in her palm into a World-Destroying Fire Lotus only the size of a palm, yet glowing with an eerie dark purple.

The fire lotus flew out and expanded against the wind, transforming into a flame behemoth that could swallow heaven and earth. It opened its abyssal mouth and collided with the giant ice sword without yielding an inch.

The ultimate collision of ice and fire was about to trigger a destructive disaster on this Martial Arts Training Ground.

The Xu Family hidden guards on the periphery looked horrified, desperately channeling their spiritual energy to stabilize the swaying Defensive Grand Array.

Just at the moment when the ice sword and fire lotus were about to collide.

In the very center of the Martial Arts Training Ground, a ripple of purple-gold light spread through the Void Realm without warning.

A tall and straight black-clad figure stepped directly out of the void as if taking a leisurely stroll, forcefully intervening at the very center of the two Half-Saint Law storms that were capable of destroying a city.

"Young Lord!"

Recognizing the man's face, the hidden guards on the periphery all breathed a sigh of relief and knelt on one knee.

In the center of the battlefield.

Luo Hongyi and Bai Ningbing's expressions changed simultaneously.

Although they were angry, neither truly wanted to hurt Xu Chen. However, both the ice sword and the fire lotus had already locked onto their targets and were completely out of control, carrying a violent, destructive residual power as they smashed toward Xu Chen from both sides.

"Get away!" The two women cried out almost in unison.

Xu Chen simply stood there quietly, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

A deafening roar exploded on the Martial Arts Training Ground. A blinding light illuminated the entire back mountain as if it were broad daylight.

The energy storm of intertwined ice, snow, and flames completely swallowed Xu Chen's figure.

"Husband!"

Luo Hongyi's heart skipped a beat, and she prepared to rush into the center of the storm regardless of the cost. Bai Ningbing even bit her lip until it bled, her eyes instantly turning red.

However, before they could even take a step.

That raging Law storm was forcefully torn apart from the inside by an even more domineering and pure power, as if it had encountered an insurmountable primordial divine mountain.

The purple-gold Hongmeng Origin transformed into a thin layer of light, clinging to the surface of Xu Chen's skin.

His terrifying physique, which had just achieved a Breakthrough to the Saint King Realm, displayed a sense of despairing dominance at this moment. The ice and fire Laws that even a Half-Saint would avoid were unable to even lift a corner of his black python robe; they vanished into nothingness upon hitting him, like mud entering the sea.

The storm subsided.

Xu Chen stood unharmed, his deep black eyes sweeping over the stiff faces of the two women with the irresistible majesty of the head of the household.

" It seems, During the time my husband is away, You two have so much energy!."

Xu Chen took a step with his long legs, crossing a distance of a hundred zhang in a single stride, appearing directly in front of Luo Hongyi.

He reached out with his powerful hand and grabbed the Demon Empress's slender and soft waist. Scalding Hongmeng vitality instantly permeated her body, completely suppressing the remaining Demonic Path fire Qi within her.

Luo Hongyi's body went limp, and she uncontrollably pressed into Xu Chen's broad chest. The familiar scent of ambergris completely enveloped her, and the previously arrogant Demon Sect Empress now had a heart rate so fast it felt like it would jump out of her throat.

"Husband... are you okay? I... I didn't mean it." Luo Hongyi looked up, her tone rare with a hint of panic and lingering fear.

"You certainly seem to wish I wasn't."

Xu Chen snorted softly, not letting go of her waist.

Then, he turned his head to look at Bai Ningbing, who was still standing there holding her longsword, at a loss.

Xu Chen raised his left hand and lightly tapped the air.

Bai Ningbing felt her wrist tighten as an irresistible suction force pulled her. Before she could even make a defensive move, the mystic ice longsword in her hand crumbled into a pile of ice shards, and she was pulled by the force, falling straight into the left side of Xu Chen's embrace.

Cold as ice on the left, warm and soft on the right.

The extreme contrast of ice and fire formed a perfect intersection in Xu Chen's arms.

A breathtaking blush instantly spread across Bai Ningbing's cold and peerless face. She instinctively tried to struggle, only to find that she couldn't move an inch under the restraint of Xu Chen's iron-like arms.

"Hus... Husband, we are still outside, this is improper." Bai Ningbing turned her head away, not daring to look at the lowered heads of the hidden guards, her voice as thin as a thread.

"Outside? When you two weren't sleeping in the middle of the night and came to this Martial Arts Training Ground to tear the house down, why didn't you think about what was proper?"

Xu Chen lowered his head, his gaze shifting between the faces of the two top-tier beauties in his arms, each with a vastly different style.

"Using my name as an excuse to disrupt the Family's harmony here. Did you really think you could just cause a scene in the inner court whenever you wanted?"

Hearing these words of reprimand, both Luo Hongyi and Bai Ningbing became uncharacteristically quiet. They could feel the dominance in Xu Chen's tone—an absolute possessiveness that treated them entirely as his private property, allowing no one else to interfere.

"Since you're so energetic that you even used Half-Saint Laws."

A dangerous curve slowly appeared at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

He exerted force with both arms, directly hoisting Luo Hongyi and Bai Ningbing, one on each side, onto his broad shoulders like trophies of war.

"Ah!"

"Husband, put me down!"

The two women cried out at the same time. The weightless sensation of their legs dangling made them instinctively grab onto the back of Xu Chen's robes. The Demon Empress's sultry red dress and the Ice Venerable's extreme plain white formed a powerful visual contrast on Xu Chen's shoulders.

Xu Chen ignored the women's symbolic, weak struggles.

He turned around and coldly spat out a sentence to the dumbfounded hidden guards on the periphery.

"Repair the Martial Arts Training Ground. If anyone dares to say a single word about tonight, go to the Law Enforcement Hall and receive your punishment."

"We obey your orders!" The hidden guards shuddered, their heads bowing even lower.

Xu Chen withdrew his gaze and, carrying these two peerless prodigies who were infamously known throughout the Central Continent, strode toward his private bedchamber.

"It seems today's 'Family discipline' is unavoidable."

Xu Chen's large hand unceremoniously slapped those perky curves, his deep voice echoing in the night.

"Tonight, the three of us will have a good 'sparring' session."