Chapter 276: An Unconventional Battle

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# Chapter 276: An Unconventional Battle

Outside the window, there were no stars or moon, only the clear tinkling of a spring, occasionally broken by the call of a night bird. All was quiet and secluded.

Inside the room, candlelight flickered. An unconventional battle was taking place.

"Let go, why are you biting me?" Ye Fan shouted. A row of teeth marks appeared on his arm, hurting so much he nearly fell off the bed.

Qin Yao's hair was disheveled, her crystalline teeth gleaming with a bright luster. "I'm biting you, that's what!"

At this moment, the candlelight swayed. On the large rosewood bed, the two kept exchanging moves—grappling techniques and counter-grappling strikes came in rapid succession, palms and fingers colliding with a series of thumping sounds.

However, their state was far too intimate. Both were completely unclothed, their postures captivating and distracting. Their bodies radiated a soft glow as they fought at close quarters.

On Ye Fan's arm, the teeth marks were deep, not just in one place but forming a connected row. He retreated slightly, putting some distance between them.

Qin Yao's beautiful eyes were hazy, her body crystalline like warm jade carved into form. Her snow-white skin, with its undulating curves, shimmered with a moving luster, making her look very much like a beautiful snake-woman.

At this moment, her hair danced lightly as she continuously struck out. Ye Fan was forced to meet her, blocking her attacks. It wasn't a life-or-death duel, but it didn't allow for distraction either—one moment of carelessness and he would be subdued by the other.

This was a half-real, half-fake struggle. It could escalate into a real fight, or it could end right there. But the scene was undeniably sensual, after all, they were on a bed, facing each other completely naked.

Especially Qin Yao. Her soft, fragrant body twisted in ways that stirred the heart. Her devilish figure sparkled with a crystalline glow, possessing a charm that could captivate the world.

Qin Yao's arms were smooth as congealed fine jade, snow-white and delicate. They traced graceful arcs as she continuously brushed toward Ye Fan's vital points.

Above the rosewood bed, afterimages flickered like white lightning darting about, like spirits dancing under the night moon. Though it was a battle, there was a certain beauty to it.

Ye Fan naturally didn't want to be subdued. His palms and fingers moved like iron swords, blocking horizontally and vertically, rotating like two wind-wheels as he swiftly counterattacked. The two exchanged moves in the space of a spark striking flint.

*Swish*

Qin Yao tossed her hair, revealing her snow-white neck. Her jet-black, glossy locks swept toward him like a waterfall. Ye Fan failed to dodge and was instantly entangled.

"Beautiful Qin, don't force me!" Ye Fan struggled, but felt himself being bound tighter. Instead of fighting it, he moved forward.

The space on the bed was limited, leaving no room to evade. Ye Fan immediately found himself pressed against Qin Yao. This time, it was his turn to open his mouth and bite down.

Her crystalline, shell-like ear appeared right at his lips. He bit down, not too hard, and refused to let go, even as her hair wrapped around him.

"You... let go!" Qin Yao swung her hands, aiming to strike at Ye Fan's meridians to incapacitate him.

Ye Fan's spiritual perception was extremely sharp, so naturally she couldn't hit him. Though he didn't lift his head, his hands moved swiftly, light as the wind, continuously colliding with her delicate hands.

Qin Yao's black hair danced, her jade-like body swaying like a snake, her skin shimmering with luster. She struck hard—if Ye Fan hadn't been a Primordial Saint Body, he might not have been able to withstand it.

*Thump*

Ye Fan executed the Battle Saint Art. Though it wasn't a lethal killing move, using minor techniques to evolve this secret art was still very complex. After over a hundred exchanges, he managed to seize both her jade hands, holding them fast so she couldn't break free or strike again.

"Ah..."

Ye Fan grunted as his shoulder was bitten again. The moment he cried out, he naturally opened his mouth, and that crystalline ear quickly retreated.

"You're not trying to bite off a piece of my flesh, are you?" Ye Fan snorted.

Qin Yao didn't answer. Her jade-like teeth sparkled as she bit down hard on his shoulder, refusing to let go. At the same time, her hands struggled, trying to execute a counter-grapple.

*Thump*

Ignoring the bite on his shoulder, Ye Fan used his strength to try to twist Qin Yao's arms behind her back and subdue her.

*Swish*

Light flickered. Qin Yao's soft, seductive jade body moved like a slippery water snake, breaking free and sliding lightly to the side. This was a demon clan secret technique.

*Thump*

She launched a counterattack, her hands latching onto Ye Fan's wrists, trying to reverse the hold. Her ten fingers were crystalline and translucent, emitting rays of multicolored light that wrapped around his wrists.

The colorful light was like silk threads, densely interwoven, forming a net of light that bound Ye Fan's arms.

At this moment, Ye Fan's body shimmered with a precious glow. He gave a slight shake—though he didn't shatter the multicolored light, he forced Qin Yao to release her bite. Her red lips and pearly teeth withdrew, leaving a tooth mark on his shoulder.

Ye Fan's physique was special. Channeling his divine power, he freed his arms in an instant and pressed forward, engaging Qin Yao again.

*Thump*, *thump*...

Qin Yao's jade hands danced like fluttering butterflies, meeting Ye Fan's palms and fingers with a series of dull thuds.

At first, the two still employed various secret techniques, dueling in this cramped space. But the rosewood bed was too limited, and soon they were pressed together, limbs entangled. This struggle had completely changed its nature, becoming something else entirely.

"You..." Qin Yao's skin turned pink, as if covered by rosy clouds.

At this point, the battle had completely transformed into another form.

Qin Yao's hair was disheveled, her long, jade-snake-like delicate body seemed carved from pink crystal, twisting like willow branches in the wind.

"You've taken tremendous advantage of me today!" Qin Yao ground her teeth, her jade hands brushing toward Ye Fan, who was on top of her.

Ye Fan countered. Their relationship was quite unconventional—even at their most intimate, they were still fighting, nothing like a passionate couple.

*Thump*

Palms and fingers struck, both bodies shuddering violently. But everything continued, endlessly sensual.

"You really are a beast!" Qin Yao cursed through gritted teeth.

"Better than being worse than a beast," Ye Fan replied, using his powerful hand to block Qin Yao's jade fingers aimed at his chest.

Qin Yao's hair danced lightly, her whole body flushed pink. Somewhat annoyed, she struck out repeatedly.

"Come on, Beautiful Qin, what do we look like now? We've gotten to this point, and you keep ruining the mood by fighting me."

The two fought from beginning to end. Who knew how much time passed before the room finally quieted down.

"Beast!" Qin Yao's pearly teeth clenched tightly.

"At least I wasn't called worse than a beast," Ye Fan said brightly, looking at that soft body.

In the latter half of the night, it was especially quiet, with only the spring in the pine forest tinkling, giving a peaceful and simple feeling.

*Swish*

Silently and without a sound, a figure appeared in the room. The flickering candlelight illuminated her stunning face.

Yan Ruyu, dressed in white, her robes dancing lightly, outlined her supremely beautiful immortal figure. Her black hair hung to her waist, her perfect face without a single flaw.

As she entered the room, she immediately sensed something was off. When her gaze swept over the large bed, her face flushed crimson.

"You two..."

Qin Yao hung her head, utterly mortified. She had been sent to guard Ye Fan, never expecting things to develop to this point.

Ye Fan was initially a bit embarrassed too, but quickly composed himself and answered very calmly, "We were discussing life ideals."

Qin Yao had the urge to bite him again. She snatched the blanket covering Ye Fan and wrapped it around her jade body, saying hatefully, "I'm not done with you!"

Yan Ruyu quickly closed her eyes, then turned around swiftly. Her white robes fluttered, light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

Ye Fan hurriedly covered his strong body with his clothes. "Alright, I hope we're not done either."

"You... took such advantage and still dare to say that." Qin Yao struck out again.

*Thump*, *thump*...

Their battle resumed, this time fiercer than before.

Finally, Qin Yao couldn't take it anymore. She lifted her leg off the bed, gathered her clothes, and turned to leave.

"Tomorrow the princess will kill you!"

"I didn't go to the Ageless Hall, so she has no reason to strike. As for us... she's already seen it and didn't say anything. I already explained—we were discussing life ideals."

"You bastard!" Qin Yao turned back in anger, her lotus-root-like arm extending, glowing with light as she struck at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan defended passively. In close-quarters combat at the Dao Palace Secret Realm, almost no one could suppress him. As a result, Qin Yao didn't leave the room that night. It wasn't until broad daylight that a violent crash came from the palace in the pine forest.

"Beast!" Qin Yao turned and left, smashing the entire palace with one palm strike. Ye Fan was buried beneath it.

In the distance, Black Emperor was furious, howling in pain as he crawled out from the rubble. His bald tail stood straight up as he jumped high, cursing.

"Damn it, what did I do to deserve this? Sleeping and I still get beaten black and blue, buried alive by a collapsed palace..."

His dog face was stretched long, dark and gloomy, as he looked around for someone to blame.

After a long while, Ye Fan finally emerged coughing from the dusty ruins.

"Damn it, kid, what heinous thing did you do that made me suffer along with you?" Big Black Dog first looked at Qin Yao disappearing on the horizon, then fixed an unfriendly gaze on Ye Fan.

Last night, he had gotten dead drunk and didn't know what happened.

"An earthquake, of course. Didn't you see I was buried alive too?" Ye Fan said as he walked to the stream to wash himself.

"Nonsense! Does your family have earthquakes that only hit this one mountain? Aren't the palaces on other peaks perfectly fine?" Big Black Dog said with a dark face.

"You're right, that's exactly the kind of special earthquake my family has."

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Tu Fei returned to the mountain. Seeing all the palaces in the pine forest collapsed, he stared wide-eyed. "What happened? Did you fight someone here?"

"I sparred with someone and accidentally knocked the place down," Ye Fan replied.

Tu Fei's expression turned strange as he looked behind Ye Fan. "Don't tell me you were sparring with Fairy Qin?"

"That's right, I sparred with her and accidentally knocked the place down," Ye Fan answered absentmindedly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qin Yao's voice came.

She was dressed in white, descending from the sky. The breeze stirred her robes, making them dance, revealing her moving curves—a devilish figure, tall and exquisitely proportioned.

"I didn't say anything..." Ye Fan quickly explained.

Tu Fei once again showed his big-mouthed side. "How can you say you didn't say anything? Weren't you just saying you fought all night with Fairy Qin Yao here?"

Damn it! Ye Fan wanted to punch him.

"You two continue your sparring. I won't disturb you." Tu Fei kicked Big Black Dog, then turned and ran.

"Damn it, woof!" Big Black Dog chased after him angrily.

Qin Yao's beautifully curved, voluptuous body trembled with anger. Then, swaying gracefully, she walked over, exuding charm. "Is that really what you said?!"

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[Author's Note: Having a hangover is terrible. After sleeping all day, I woke up with a terrible headache, so I can only manage this one chapter. Sure enough, I got touched by the eight-tentacled brother, but there's no help for it. My head hurts too much to write a second chapter.]