57: Arrival at Bright Summit

Duan Zhengchun enjoyed seeing Daiqisi's shocked expression.

He loved seeing the shocked look of a little fairy, even though Daiqisi was no longer one.

However, she was not inferior to a little fairy in the slightest.

Especially Daiqisi's expression right now.

Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but step forward to meet her.

"Mmph..."

Daiqisi hadn't expected Duan Zhengchun to be so improper at a time like this, but since things had already come to this, she didn't want to refuse.

Because this feeling was truly wonderful.

It was a long time before the two finally separated.

"You... being young is truly great; you don't seem to know the meaning of exhaustion at all." Daiqisi gave Duan Zhengchun a helpless yet doting roll of her eyes.

"Haha... otherwise, why would everyone love and yearn for youth?"

"Many things are most appropriate and interesting when done while young," Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

"Only you have such a glib tongue; I can't win an argument against you," Daiqisi said crossly.

"Haha... let's go!"

Having successfully diverted Daiqisi's attention, Duan Zhengchun whipped his horse to continue their journey.

At the same time, he began to check the rewards given by the System, especially the heavenly demon zither.

Upon seeing the heavenly demon zither, its attributes were displayed.

"heavenly demon zither, a low-tier Magical Artifact, made of fifty-year-old lightning-struck wood; requires a special Cultivation Technique to unleash its power."

Now, Duan Zhengchun finally understood why the heavenly demon zither was so special.

Anyone who didn't know the Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon would be completely unable to play the heavenly demon zither.

Furthermore, they would be injured by it; with the Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon, one could successfully activate the heavenly demon zither and harm others invisibly.

The Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon was the mantra to activate the heavenly demon zither.

As long as he wished, this heavenly demon zither could be a killing weapon or a musical instrument.

"Stop, stop quickly," Daiqisi said with a frown.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Duan Zhengchun asked, pulling on the reins.

"You rascal, how can you even ask? I'm not wearing anything underneath right now; what do you expect me to do like this?" Daiqisi raised her long, 1.8-meter legs, her face flushing red.

Looking at the snowy-white long legs, Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up; these legs were definitely something one could admire for years.

"Hehe... Sisi, I forgot in the heat of the moment, but we left in such a hurry that I didn't bring any spare clothes."

"However, I have another item here; you can put this on first." A pair of balenciaga appeared in Duan Zhengchun's hand.

Daiqisi looked at the thin-as-a-cicada's-wing, transparent black silk fabric, her eyes filled with confusion.

"This item is called stockings; wearing them will definitely boost your charm by several levels."

"In this situation, you can only wear this; I don't want others looking at you."

"If anyone dares to peek at you today, I'll destroy them."

"No one can covet or spy on Duan Zhengchun's woman," Duan Zhengchun said dominantly.

"Why do I feel like all of this was part of your plan?"

"Have you wanted me to wear this thing for a long time?" Daiqisi looked at Duan Zhengchun suspiciously.

"How could that be? Heaven be my witness, I am a man of integrity," Duan Zhengchun said solemnly.

"Heh..."

Daiqisi gave a playful laugh and said nothing more.

In this situation, wearing them was much better than being bare, so she didn't shy away and put on the balenciaga right in front of Duan Zhengchun.

However, Daiqisi didn't know that she had long since fallen into Duan Zhengchun's scheme.

"Tsk tsk... as expected of Duan Zhengchun's woman, this figure is truly top-notch." Duan Zhengchun's eyes shone as he looked at Daiqisi.

"What are you trying to do? We need to keep moving. We've already delayed quite a bit; if we delay any further and fail to save them in time, I'll see how you explain yourself to A Li when we get back," Daiqisi said, feeling nervous but pretending to be calm.

"Haha... let's go, look how scared you are." Duan Zhengchun laughed, helped Daiqisi onto the horse, and continued their journey.

They reached the Bright Summit with ease, but as soon as they arrived, they smelled a thick scent of blood.

"Such a heavy scent of blood; it looks like their attack has already begun," Daiqisi said with a frown.

"Yeah, but the Six Major Sects have suffered significant losses too. I really don't know how these brain-dead fellows became Sect Heads."

"Especially that idiot Nickname; I really wonder if Abbess Fengling was blind to let Nickname take her position," Duan Zhengchun said, shaking his head.

"Nickname? She really isn't much. As a member of a prestigious orthodox sect, she has killed many more people than those in the Ming Cult," Daiqisi nodded.

"Let's go up."

Duan Zhengchun wrapped his arm around Daiqisi's slender waist and used his Movement Technique to rush toward the Bright Summit.

The location of the Bright Summit was easy to defend and hard to attack. Now that they were on the mountain, they couldn't ride horses and had to proceed on foot.

Being held like this by Duan Zhengchun while traveling, Daiqisi's face turned slightly red, but she didn't refuse.

At this time, the people from the Six Major Sects had reached the Bright Summit but were being held back.

Now, the Six Major Sects and the Ming Cult were in a standoff; the Ming Cult members had become like trapped beasts fighting for their lives.

The White-Browed Eagle King and the Bat King were already injured, and even Yang Xiao's face was pale.

They although their strength was not weak, they couldn't withstand the superior numbers of the Six Major Sects.

Over the years, the Ming Cult had fallen apart, plagued by constant internal strife.

Even at this stage, the Ming Cult was still not united.

Yang Xiao wanted to temporarily lead the battle as the Left Envoy, but the White-Browed Eagle King, the Green-Winged Bat King, and Zhoudian, one of the Five Scattered Immortals, were unwilling.

Consequently, two factions formed within the Ming Cult.

Before the Six Major Sects even launched their attack, they had already started fighting among themselves.

As a result, when the Six Major Sects attacked, they had already exhausted too much energy and were no match for them.

"White-Browed Eagle King, you fought six alone; our victory is not honorable. In this situation, you have lost. Take your own life," Eldest Martial Brother said helplessly as he looked at the scarred White-Browed Eagle King.

He still greatly admired the White-Browed Eagle King's character.

However, their positions were different now, and there was nothing he could do except offer the White-Browed Eagle King a dignified end.

"Father, why waste words with this demonic cultist? Just kill him already," Song Qingshu said coldly.

"Shut up, Qingshu. It was no easy feat for the White-Browed Eagle King to fight six alone and last until now."

"If we strike now, what kind of prestigious orthodox sect would we be?" Eldest Martial Brother frowned.

"Amitabha. Eagle King, your Eagle Claw Technique is as famous as my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. The Ming Cult's time has passed; take your own life," Kongwen said with a cold expression.

The White-Browed Eagle King looked at his own hands, then at the surrounding Six Major Sects that had them encircled, a wave of sorrow washing over his heart.

To think that he, the White-Browed Eagle King, renowned for a lifetime, would end up like this.

However, no matter what, he had not failed the Ming Cult.

"I never expected that I, the White-Browed Eagle King, renowned for a lifetime, would finally meet such an end," the White-Browed Eagle King said with a look of determination.

"Old ghost, what are you doing? Don't do anything rash. It's not over yet; don't fall for their trap," the Bat King said as he came to the White-Browed Eagle King's side to warn him.