Xiren Yuanjun, exquisitely beautiful.
Buzhihuo Qingwu… her curves swelled.
In short, this battle, destined to be recorded in history and discussed with relish by everyone in the Great Jin, took place in a remote location and began very suddenly.
So sudden that,
Only three passing bystanders were fortunate enough to witness this earth-shattering battle.
The battle had already raged for a long time. Both women were starting to perspire. Xiren Yuanjun was faring a bit better, being more covered, so it wasn't as apparent.
As for Buzhihuo Qingwu, delicate beads of sweat had appeared on her face. Her body, with much of its skin exposed, was visibly covered in a sheen of perspiration.
Especially at the deeply split neckline, where the two undulating waves were so smooth they gleamed.
Logically, they shouldn't have been sweating so much. The Netherworld Cold Fire was bone-chillingly cold; the longer the fight continued, the lower the temperature became. Even the three people sitting on small stools outside, munching on seeds and peanuts to enjoy the show, had wrapped themselves in thick quilts.
Yet, they were very hot.
“So, why are they so hot?”
Wan Lei had already guessed the answer. However, after having slightly outwitted Xiao Yu earlier, making his wife unhappy, Young Master Lei wanted to make amends and deliberately played the straight man, giving Xiao Yu a chance to shine.
And Xiao Yu, being perceptive, immediately provided the answer.
“Buzhihuo Qingwu feels hot for two reasons. Firstly, she is using Heart Fire to envelop herself, thereby resisting the attacks of the Netherworld Cold Fire. Furthermore, to strengthen the power of her Heart Fire, she needs to constantly stoke her desires, uh… you know, that kind of desire. Oh dear, how can a young lady like me say it aloud?”
A blush crept onto Fang Xiao Yu’s face.
“In short, on one hand, it’s for protection from the Heart Fire, and on the other, it’s her own Heart Fire constantly stimulating her desires, causing both her body and mind to feel heated. Naturally, she would sweat.
Simply put, she has become stronger, and more promiscuous.”
“Oh, so that’s how it is.”
Young Master Lei nodded in agreement and then, cooperatively, asked,
“What about Xiren Yuanjun? She isn’t being attacked by Heart Fire, so why is she sweating too?”
“Xiren Yuanjun is close to losing.”
Fang Xiao Yu stated directly.
“Why?”
“Yes, while it seems she isn’t being attacked by Heart Fire, and appears to be constantly outmaneuvering Buzhihuo Qingwu with faster and faster attacks, seemingly gaining the upper hand and pressing Buzhihuo Qingwu down so she can’t retaliate.
However, she has unknowingly had her senses eroded by the Heart Fire.
Heart Fire, formless and intangible, uses desire as its flame and negative emotions as its fuel, rising from the depths of the heart.
The sweat on her body is the best proof.
A part of her has been eroded by the Heart Fire, and her body has also become heated. In short, she has also become aroused.
Otherwise, given the coldness of the Netherworld Cold Fire, how could she possibly sweat?
At this moment, if you were to go over and beckon them, they would likely immediately throw themselves into your arms, offer themselves, and beg you for a night of pleasure.”
Wan Lei remained silent. The old man, however, stood up, looking eager.
“Sit down, your body isn’t up to it.”
The old man sat back down.
“What you’ve said is a bit one-sided.”
Wan Lei shook his head.
Fang Xiao Yu picked up the conversation,
“Of course, Buzhihuo Qingwu’s use of Heart Fire to erode Xiren Yuanjun isn’t just about inducing arousal. She’s a woman, after all. What good would arousal do? Could she tie the other person up and sleep with her?
So, arousal might just be a side effect. Buzhihuo Qingwu’s main objective is to stir Xiren Yuanjun’s negative emotions, thereby breaking through her mental defenses.”
“Negative emotions? What kind of negative emotions? From the looks of it, Xiren Yuanjun has been constantly suppressing her opponent and is about to win. She should be happy, so how could she have negative emotions?”
Wan Lei, suppressing a smile, played his part perfectly.
“Heh, the closer she gets to victory, the more anxious and impetuous she becomes, wishing she could defeat the opponent in one go to end the battle.
Impatience is a negative emotion.
And also, fear.”
“The victor would be afraid?”
“Yes, the closer one gets to victory, the more one fears defeat, fearing the opponent might make a comeback, fearing they have a hidden move, fearing there’s a trap. In such situations, the weaker party isn’t afraid; it’s a battle to the death anyway.
I believe Buzhihuo Qingwu’s strength isn’t much inferior to Xiren Yuanjun’s. It’s unlikely she would be constantly suppressed. The reason for this situation is that Buzhihuo Qingwu is doing it deliberately.
She wants to make Xiren Yuanjun complacent, impetuous, or fearful. Any of these negative emotions will cause a flaw in Xiren Yuanjun’s mental defenses, allowing Buzhihuo Qingwu to exploit it, then use Heart Fire to guide her negative emotions, causing them to accumulate, making her Heart Fire increasingly vigorous.
Look at Xiren Yuanjun now; she’s getting more and more impatient. She can’t control her emotions anymore. When facing a member of the Buzhihuo family who possesses Heart Fire, controlling one’s emotions is paramount.”
“Indeed, this Heart Fire is truly terrifying.”
“Isn’t it? Remember when we were at the Myriad Proud Ranking? Wasn’t my soul burned by that Fire Spirit’s Heart Fire?
At that time, it was your daredevil soul leaving your body that shared the Heart Fire with me…”
Upon reaching this point, Fang Xiao Yu’s blush deepened. At that time, they weren’t familiar with each other; they were even enemies. Yet, when she woke up, she found Wan Lei holding her, along with that sense of compatibility and attachment…
“In any case, that Heart Fire seems different from the Heart Fire here. The Heart Fire in our world can directly burn the soul, whereas this Heart Fire, I don’t know what form it takes.”
“We will know soon.”
Wan Lei nodded and looked towards the battlefield.
“Honestly, I quite like this Heart Fire. Desire as the flame, emotions as the oil. First, it ignites the fire of desire, then it adds oil to the fire, burning the enemy from the inside out. No matter how strong your defense, can you defend against your own emotions?”
Fang Xiao Yu’s eyes burned with fervor.
“I, on the other hand, prefer the Netherworld Cold Fire. It can burn all things, rewind time, track, and kill enemies. It’s simply marvelous. I must have a chance to cultivate it.”
“Hmph, these are all unorthodox methods. If you ask me, True Samadhi Fire is still the strongest fire in this world – the most resolute, most yang, most pure, and most righteous fire. It is upright and sweeps through the universe.”
The old man couldn’t help but boast about his friend’s True Samadhi Fire.
Just as Wan Lei was about to retort, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
Xiren Yuanjun, who had been relentlessly attacking Buzhihuo Qingwu, suddenly erupted with a burst of…
Pink flames.
The flames instantly spread across her entire body.