# Chapter 747: The Demon Sect's Little Saintess
The sky gradually darkened, the clouds turning gray-black, with only a bright moon hanging in the heavens, its radiance spreading like layers of thin silver gauze.
Under the moonlight.
No matter how many people were discussing it, Zhang Ruochen still remained by Huang Yanchen's side, the two of them walking together unhurriedly toward the top of the Book Mountain.
"He is a man of deep affection, after all."
Ouyang Heng's right hand fingers tapped the armrest of the Realm Son Seat, his lips moving as he condensed his voice into three sound shuttles, transmitting messages to the three Demon Sect experts below.
No matter how affectionate a person might be, in the end, he was still an enemy.
As long as he was an enemy, he had to be defeated.
Hearing Ouyang Heng's transmission, from the Heavenly Proud One Seats in the front rows, three figures immediately left their seats and walked toward the ascending staircase, blocking Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen's path.
Among them, the one standing at the very front was precisely the Demon Sect's Little Saintess, Mu Lingxi.
Mu Lingxi wore a loose black robe, with a silver crescent moon mark printed on her back. Her snow-white skin formed a stark contrast with the black robe.
Her face was exceptionally beautiful, her features exquisitely delicate, making her appear like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl—both pure and lovely, yet quite cold and seductive.
Behind Mu Lingxi, to her left and right, stood a man and a woman respectively.
The man on the left was the First Dark Night Envoy of the Demon Sect's Dark Night Palace, named Ling Ji.
Ten years ago, Ling Ji's cultivation had already reached the peak of Fish-Dragon Ninth Transformation.
Ling Ji's understanding of the Sacred Path had reached an extremely high level, and he could break through to the Half-Saint realm at any moment.
The woman on the right was the number one expert below Half-Saint in the Demon Sect's Five Shura Palace, Rakshasa, also at the Fish-Dragon Ninth Transformation realm.
These three represented the strongest combat power of the Saintess Palace, Dark Night Palace, and Five Shura Palace respectively, and all possessed Saint Body-level physiques, making them three great Saint Bodies.
Zhang Ruochen stopped walking, raised his head, and glanced at the three Demon Sect experts above.
Finally, his gaze fell on Mu Lingxi.
Their eyes met, and both smiled slightly at the same time.
Mu Lingxi's pink tongue lightly licked her lips, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as she said coldly, "Lin Yue, you and Huang Yanchen should retreat! Seeing how devoted you are to her, this Saintess can take the liberty of letting you occupy a Heavenly Proud One Seat."
Zhang Ruochen said calmly, "What if I insist on climbing higher with her? For example, the first position among the one hundred and eight King Seats?"
Mu Lingxi's eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhang Ruochen.
No one knew what she was thinking at that moment.
After a moment, a cold expression appeared on Mu Lingxi's face as she said, "Must we fight?"
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Huang Yanchen, then looked back at Mu Lingxi, saying, "I promised Commandery Princess Huang Yanchen that I would at least escort her to a King Seat position."
Before Mu Lingxi could respond, Ling Ji, standing behind her on the right, snorted coldly: "Lin Yue, you've crippled six of our sect's experts in a row. Tonight, don't even think about a King Seat—whether you can walk down the Book Mountain intact is also an unknown. Saintess Dianxia, why waste so many words with him? Let's attack together, cripple him first, then cripple Huang Yanchen."
Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi's eyes met, both seeming to understand what the other wanted to express. It was already very clear that this battle was inevitable.
At the top of the Book Mountain, even the exceptionally intelligent Shengshu Cainü furrowed her brows slightly, also unable to figure out the exact relationship between Lin Yue, Mu Lingxi, and Huang Yanchen.
One must know that Shengshu Cainü had personally witnessed Lin Yue and Mu Lingxi meeting in secret, which showed that their relationship was definitely extraordinary.
Yet Lin Yue seemed to prefer Huang Yanchen even more.
Otherwise, why would he willingly become her guard?
"Lin Yue actually ended up facing Mu Lingxi..." Shengshu Cainü's jade hand gently shook her folding fan, a bright light appearing in her eyes. "This battle is becoming more and more interesting."
For some reason, when Shengshu Cainü saw Mu Lingxi step forward to block Lin Yue and Huang Yanchen, there was even a hint of secret delight in her heart.
The Liangyi Sect disciples at the foot of the Book Mountain, seeing Mu Lingxi, Ling Ji, and Rakshasa appear, all became worried for Lin Yue.
"Ling Ji is the First Dark Night Envoy of the Dark Night Palace, possessing the 'Dark Spirit Saint Body.' He's been famous for decades, yet he's joining forces to deal with Senior Brother Lin Yue? Isn't he afraid of losing his reputation?"
"Rakshasa has cultivated the 'Three Spirit Treasure Body,' as powerful as a Saint Body. The other four Shura of the Five Shura Palace combined are no match for her."
"You're all wrong!"
"The most formidable one is actually the Demon Sect's Little Saintess, Mu Lingxi. Don't let her young age and lack of fame fool you—she possesses the legendary Ice Phoenix Ancient Saint Body, even more powerful than Ling Ji's 'Dark Spirit Saint Body' and Rakshasa's 'Three Spirit Treasure Body.' She should be able to contend with Lin Yue's Four Spirit Treasure Body."
"It's said that the Demon Sect's High Priest dotes on Mu Lingxi greatly. For her sake, not long ago, the Demon Sect's High Priest personally presided over a large-scale sacrifice in the Eastern Domain Evil Lands, helping her refine a drop of Divine Blood."
"Divine Blood? How vast is the energy of Divine Blood? How could a little girl like her possibly refine it?"
A heretical path expert from the Black Market said, "This matter is absolutely true. That sacrifice was on a grand scale, causing the entire mountain region outside Golden Night City to burn completely, turning into a crimson desert. It was precisely because she refined a drop of Divine Blood that the Demon Sect's Little Saintess could cultivate to the Fish-Dragon Seventh Transformation at such a young age."
"In my opinion, her cultivation seems to have already reached the Fish-Dragon Eighth Transformation."
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Many people were discussing Mu Lingxi, recounting various legends about her.
Actually, this was quite normal. After all, this was Mu Lingxi's first public appearance. Whether it was her "Ice Phoenix Ancient Saint Body" or her breathtaking beauty, she was bound to attract countless people's attention.
"Boom!"
Ling Ji lifted his left foot and stomped down.
Immediately, a scroll beneath his feet rapidly unfurled, extending outward to form a miniature world.
On the scroll, Ling Ji and Rakshasa moved at their fastest speed from Mu Lingxi's left and right sides, charging forward simultaneously. Each unleashed a martial technique, striking toward Zhang Ruochen's head and heart respectively.
"Solitary Dragon Without Trace."
Ling Ji held a one-zhang-two-chi-long black long spear, thrusting it forward. Because of his incredible speed, his figure seemed to disappear from its original position.
Nine black light shuttles emerged from the long spear, coiling around the spear shaft, forming scale-like patterns that extended all the way to the tip.
"Rakshasa Nine Transformations."
Rakshasa simultaneously mobilized the water, wood, and metal elemental forces of the Five Elements, transforming them into three dozens-of-zhang-long rivers of spiritual energy.
Her figure split into nine, scattering in all directions.
Only when she charged to Zhang Ruochen's front did the nine slender figures reassemble, simultaneously striking out with a palm from nine directions toward Zhang Ruochen's head.
Ling Ji and Rakshasa both knew that Zhang Ruochen was extremely formidable, so as soon as they attacked, they unleashed powerful offensive techniques.
"Nine Stars Encircling the Moon."
Zhang Ruochen raised the Golden Snake Sacred Sword, executing his sword technique. Instantly, nine sword lights shot out in succession, striking Rakshasa's nine figures respectively.
A muffled sound came from the air.
Then, Rakshasa rapidly flew backward, a bloody hole in her abdomen. Blood soaked a large area of her black robe.
Zhang Ruochen was about to pursue Rakshasa, intending to completely cripple her.
If he could take out one person first, dealing with the other two would be much easier.
But just as Zhang Ruochen took a step forward, he found Ling Ji's long spear already attacking him, only three chi away from his heart.
"As expected of the Dark Spirit Saint Body—fast enough."
Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to abandon his pursuit of Rakshasa. He immediately steadied his stance, fiercely thrust the Golden Snake Sacred Sword downward, stabbing it into the ground and piercing the scroll.
"Boom!"
A Sword Qi Domain manifested, spreading outward in all directions.
More than a dozen sword qi struck Ling Ji's body, sending him flying back dozens of zhang.
"Eight Desolates, Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme."
At some point, Mu Lingxi had appeared above the Sword Qi Domain. Her entire body emitted profound Saint Qi, converging toward her right palm.
Then, her snow-white jade hand pressed downward, unleashing a massive handprint a hundred zhang long.
Countless people were watching the battle on the scroll. Seeing the handprint Mu Lingxi unleashed, someone immediately exclaimed, "The Eight Desolates Seal Technique!"
"That's right, it's indeed the legendary Demon Sect ultimate technique, the Eight Desolates Seal Technique. Could it be that the Demon Sect's Little Saintess cultivates the 'Eight Desolates, Six Harmonies Art'?"
The seal technique Mu Lingxi displayed shocked many people.
Martial techniques were divided into four levels: Human-grade, Spirit-grade, Ghost-grade, and King-grade.
Among them, King-grade martial techniques, also called "Sacred Arts," completely transcended forms. They could cut rivers with swords, trample mountains with feet, and destroy cities with their power—incredibly mighty, beyond the imagination of mortals.
Even Half-Saints might not be able to cultivate a King-grade martial technique to Great Perfection.
Therefore, for Fish-Dragon realm cultivators and some Half-Saints, Ghost-grade upper-rank martial techniques were the strongest techniques they could successfully cultivate.
Even among Ghost-grade upper-rank martial techniques, the power they unleashed naturally differed.
Some powerful Ghost-grade upper-rank martial techniques could unleash the power of a Quasi-Sacred Art and were called "Ultimate Techniques."
The Demon Sect had ten Ultimate Techniques, and the "Eight Desolates Seal Technique" that Mu Lingxi displayed was one of them.
The handprint pressed down, crushing the Sword Qi Domain that Zhang Ruochen had manifested, causing it to sink and collapse like a flattened balloon.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the Sword Qi Domain shattered.
Countless sword qi, out of control, flew in all directions.
Zhang Ruochen looked up, remaining calm and composed. He extended his left hand, spreading his five fingers, and mobilized the power of the Five Elements.
Immediately, the five forces of Water, Fire, Wood, Metal, and Earth formed five torrents of spiritual energy, continuously converging toward his palm. His hand took on a five-colored appearance.