Chapter 708

Chapter 708: No Choice, Too Much Pressure in My Heart

“How come you’re back so soon?” Xu Fan asked curiously.

“I just passed by to check on our sect and didn’t expect something like this to happen while I was away,” Zhou Kailing said, looking relieved that they were all fine.

“Kailing, you didn’t cause any trouble while you were out, did you?” Xu Fan asked seriously, looking at her.

Seeing Xu Fan’s serious expression, Zhou Kailing quickly shook her head, insisting that she had behaved well while outside.

“Master, during this outing, I was mainly looking for inspiration, and I absolutely won’t cause trouble for you,” Zhou Kailing assured again.

“That’s good. Remember how you carelessly shared that technique, the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace, with others? They held a grudge for hundreds of years.”

“If it weren’t for the good relationship between the two sects, it could have been a life-and-death rivalry,” Xu Fan said.

“I know, Master,” Zhou Kailing nodded.

“Now, I have a task for you. Someone wants to challenge you, so you, the weakest, should go handle it.”

“Grape will guide you to that place shortly,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Ah, I just wanted to see Master and leave to continue looking for inspiration,” Zhou Kailing said in surprise, not expecting to be drafted as the weakest.

“Just go; don’t talk so much! When can’t you look for inspiration?” Xu Fan waved his hand, sending Zhou Kailing away.

At that time, Li Zishi, who was meditating at Qianling Sect, received news.

He was informed that a disciple of the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect had come to challenge him, and he needed to go fight.

Upon receiving the message, Li Zishi rose and flew toward the communication section where the disciples of both sects were gathered.

The disciples of the Hidden Spirit Sect looked at Zhou Kailing with amazement.

“Who invited this great figure here?”

“Does the Grand Elder want to sever ties with Qianling Sect?”

“What did Li Zishi do wrong? The Grand Elder seems so ruthless!”

The disciples of the Hidden Spirit Sect speculated as Zhou Kailing smiled and greeted the disciples around her.

Outside the communication section of both sects, a beam of light streaked from the edge of the sky, landing in the square, and then entered the virtual arena, waiting for the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect’s disciple to arrive.

Zhou Kailing also received the news and walked toward the virtual arena.

“Li Zishi, Grand Elder of Qianling Sect, disciple of Sixth Brother,” Li Zishi announced, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes as he wondered why the Grand Elder’s top disciple hadn’t appeared.

“Zhou Kailing, Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect, disciple of the Fifth Brother.”

Seeing Li Zishi in front of her, Zhou Kailing furrowed her brows. Over the years, she had been engrossed in deducing divine abilities and wasn’t adept at combat. Why did her master want her to face such a formidable opponent?

“Zhou Kailing!!” Li Zishi’s heart jumped as he recalled the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace.

“The Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace was deduced by you, taoist friend,” Li Zishi, who was usually indifferent, began to show politeness.

He dared not be impolite to someone capable of creating a divine ability like the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace.

“Yes, it’s been over 1000 years, and the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace has undergone several updates, but I’ve never had the chance to test it.”

Zhou Kailing’s words made Li Zishi’s heart race, and he suddenly felt an impulse to concede.

“Don’t worry, taoist friend; my master has instructed me that, unless we are enemies in life and death, I cannot use such divine abilities.”

“Let’s just have a normal sparring match,” Zhou Kailing said, her expression suggesting she knew exactly what he was afraid of.

Hearing this, Li Zishi let out a sigh of relief.

From what he could sense, Zhou Kailing was just an ordinary Core Formation stage cultivator. Without her using any of those special tricks, he figured he could handle her easily.

Li Zishi gestured for the battle to begin.

Zhou Kailing nodded in agreement.

“Let the battle begin.”

As the voice echoed from above, Li Zishi immediately launched a full-force sword strike.

Zhou Kailing turned into a blur, and the sword light exploded where she had been standing moments before.

A hundred meters away, Zhou Kailing reappeared and casually waved her hand.

Suddenly, a strange, fragrant aroma filled the entire battle space.

Without hesitation, Li Zishi shut off his senses, but somehow, the aroma still seeped through, slowly merging into his soul.

Faced with this bizarre divine ability, Li Zishi decided to retreat into the essence of the space wide road.

“Space techniques? I’ve actually studied this area quite a bit,” Zhou Kailing said with a smirk, her hands forming intricate seals.

Even hidden in the space, Li Zishi couldn’t escape the aroma.

“Friend, what kind of divine ability is this?” Li Zishi asked nervously, fearing it might be something like the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace.

“This is my own creation—Aroma Entering the Soul. If you can’t find a way to stop this fragrance from merging into your soul, within an hour, you’ll face the next stage of my abilities,” Zhou Kailing explained casually.

“What’s the next stage?”

“Breakfast for gods and demons, lunch for the immortals, dinner for the celestial kings.”

“They’re all part of the same series, but don’t worry—I won’t use them on you. As long as you defeat me before you fall asleep, you win,” Zhou Kailing said with a smile.

Hearing names like those, reminiscent of the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace, Li Zishi felt a wave of panic.

Ignoring the aroma now merging with his soul, he burst out of the space and launched a furious assault on Zhou Kailing.

Dozens of Spiritual Swords appeared in the sky, forming a profound sword formation aimed at Zhou Kailing.

At the same time, a torrent of Five Elements Divine Techniques surged toward her, creating a chaotic storm of Dao techniques.

The entire small world of the lives and deaths arena was thrown into turmoil.

Zhou Kailing, however, nimbly dodged through the sword lights and Dao techniques.

“Junior brother’s movement technique is quite impressive!” Xu Yuexian remarked with a smile.

“Ever since I told him that if others can’t hit you, you’re practically invincible, this little rascal has been obsessed with movement techniques,” Xu Fan added, chuckling.

“He’s been holed up in his little nest, so he hasn’t had much chance to show it off.”

Despite her agility, Zhou Kailing still took a few hits under Li Zishi’s relentless assault, though none were serious.

Meanwhile, the aroma in the battle space grew stronger, and Li Zishi’s expression grew more tense.

From what he’d heard from other disciples, the Grand Feast at the Celestial Palace was something truly terrifying. He didn’t even want to think about it.

Now, facing the creator of that very technique, he felt a deep sense of dread.

“Li, my friend, how are you finding this aroma? If it’s not to your liking, I can change it,” Zhou Kailing said, snapping her fingers.

Instantly, the battlefield was filled with the mouthwatering scent of roasted meat.

“This phenomenon can shift at will—it can be a pleasant aroma or a foul odor, depending on my mood.”

The moment Li Zishi caught a whiff of the delicious scent, he stopped his attack on Zhou Kailing.

He looked up at the sky and said, “I surrender.”

There was no other choice—the mental pressure was simply too much to bear.