The sky is azure, with white clouds scattered. The Turquoise Pool Saintess and the little girl each sit in the void, their gazes fixed on the two figures engaged in a duel. When Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, uses the Da Luo Mystical Technique, the Turquoise Pool Fairy looks satisfied, especially with the power of those palms, surely capable of subduing someone. Ye Qiu is surrounded by countless palms, his figure indistinct, with a high chance of defeat. Only the voice of the Turquoise Pool Saintess is heard: "The Da Luo Mystical Technique is the pinnacle method of Da Luo Heaven. Although Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, hasn’t fully comprehended it to reach mastery, judging by the power he’s grasped now, it is more than enough to deal with your supported Ye Qiu." She is betting on Luo Tian’s victory and deliberately informed the Saint Heir of her true identity, motivating him to unleash his real strength to swiftly defeat Ye Qiu, earning the opportunity to be alone with the Turquoise Pool Saintess. In the entire universe, the Turquoise Pool Saintess is like a radiant pearl, not only possessing unparalleled martial arts talent but also astonishing beauty, causing a saying to spread across the cosmos. "Living without seeing the Turquoise Pool Fairy is in vain, even for the strongest." This speaks to the weight she carries, being the goddess in the hearts of many young powerful beings in the universe, an untouchable fairy. Whoever can gain the favor of the Turquoise Pool Saintess surely brings glory and honor to their family, which is why Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, is so excited, directly using his most powerful technique. Because, in his heart, the Turquoise Pool Fairy is more important than any method or technique, and if given a chance to be close to her, he is willing to pay any price, let alone defeating a mere Earth native. Upon hearing the Turquoise Pool Saintess articulate the Da Luo Mystical Technique so well, the Beast God’s mind was also troubled, but thinking of Ye Qiu’s monstrous qualities, her worries quickly faded, and she smiled calmly: "So what if it’s the top technique of Da Luo Heaven? In martial contests, technique is only one aspect; ultimately, victory or defeat depends on strength." The Turquoise Pool Saintess, seeing the Beast God’s unwillingness to concede, smiled faintly: "Then let’s wait and see." Thousands of palms fell, and Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, stopped, feeling Ye Qiu should be down. Even Qingyun Saint Son and Beikun Saint Son on the other side felt Ye Qiu was definitely defeated; the previous attack by Luo Tian had even made their hearts tremble, let alone a native. On the shore, led by Shangguan Mingyue, a group of women couldn’t help but show concern, their hearts suspended, unable to find peace. "That troublesome wolf, he’ll be fine, he’s so strong!" Shen Mengchen said. Bai Xiong, standing guard, also firmly believed their young master would not lose. "Yes, this guy is strong, I believe in him," Lin Qiao’er said slowly. "Wan Qing, don’t worry, he’ll be fine. He’s like a god among men, a world-class presence," Ma Lingling stood beside Mu Wanqing to comfort her; these sisters hadn’t met in a while, unexpectedly appearing together here because of a man. On the edge of the lake, besides the women, there are figures from the Iron Triangle Family, the Capital City powerhouse, and others, including several young figures, such as Tang Surou, Yue Lun, from the ancient land. They had just arrived here, witnessing the scene before them. Countless eyes focused on the lake surface, where waves rose and fell, repeatedly crashing back into the lake becoming part of it. As the splashes settled, the sunlight revealed a slowly clarifying figure. At this moment, Ye Qiu was utterly dry, with a faint smile on his face, silently gazing at Luo Tian, the Saint Heir. "Thank goodness he’s alright," Shangguan Mingyue and others breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this scene, reassured, for Luo Tian’s previous attack was terrifying, as if one of the eighteen Arhats had descended, throwing countless radiant fists. Fortunately, Ye Qiu remained unscathed. "I told you this guy isn’t that weak," Shen Mengchen clenched her little fist and was almost happier than Ye Qiu. Qingyun Saint Son and Beikun Saint Son showed surprise, as Ye Qiu suffered no injuries; it was too strange, given the previous attack shouldn’t have been without effect, even if it didn’t harm Ye Qiu, it should’ve left him a bit embarrassed. But looking at Ye Qiu’s appearance, he showed no embarrassment at all, remaining relaxed and spotless. "The Da Luo Mystical Technique you spoke of doesn’t seem great; look, little Ye Zi is completely fine," the Beast God said faintly in the sky, giving Ye Qiu much face, while the Turquoise Pool Saintess was speechless, also shocked, unsure of how Ye Qiu accomplished this, remaining unscathed, it’s quite remarkable. The Da Luo Mystical Technique, one of a major force’s top techniques, couldn’t even scratch a native? Now, Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, should be the most bewildered; he stared at Ye Qiu, trying to find a trace of damage caused by the Da Luo Mystical Technique on him, but to his disappointment, Ye Qiu bore no marks, as if his previous attack hit only air. "How did you do it?" Luo Tian asked. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel fire.net Ye Qiu merely lifted his eyelid, and said calmly: "Are you surprised? Confused why I’m unharmed?" Luo Tian said nothing, but his heart indeed thought so. "Beg me, and I’ll tell you," Ye Qiu smiled slightly. Luo Tian’s aura surged again; hearing Ye Qiu ask him to beg was impossible, a powerful fighting spirit flashing in his eyes as he coldly said: "I, Luo Tian, never beg. Even if I did, I’d never beg you. I don’t care why you’re unhurt; it doesn’t matter. If one attempt failed, I’ll try several times. I refuse to believe you can remain unharmed forever." Luo Tian was determined. The Da Luo Mystical Technique was Da Luo Heaven’s supreme method, it couldn’t possibly show no effect; he couldn’t believe he’d fail to harm Ye Qiu. Thus, the Da Luo Mystical Technique was activated again. This time, the Saint Heir no longer relied solely on long-range punches but approached directly. He wanted to see closely how Ye Qiu remained unscathed. Golden light erupted, Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, was like a shining gold figure, landing various attacks on Ye Qiu. Moreover, with such close-range attacks, everything Ye Qiu did would be visible to him. Attack followed attack, precisely hitting Ye Qiu, yet Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, furrowed his brow. Discovering that whenever his attack neared Ye Qiu, a swift light would flash on him, and the attack then vanished silently. "What is that?" Luo Tian wondered, witnessing such a situation for the first time. Previously, when deploying the Da Luo Mystical Technique, it heavily injured the opponent, or at the very least, caused significant damage. Yet this time, encountering Ye Qiu brought about such strange occurrences. Again, Ye Qiu’s body glimmered multiple times, but Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, was unable to discern what exactly it was. It didn’t seem like a Protective Dharma Treasure, as there was no treasure aura, nor was it visible that Ye Qiu used it, if not a treasure, what was it? Could it be a technique similar to the Gluttonous Technique, transforming others’ power into one’s own? Such techniques are not only rare but even they are unlikely to exist on Earth among Martial Artists, especially against his Da Luo Mystical Technique, which is no simple force, not easy to absorb. Even possessing a technique with gluttonous capabilities, after a series of attacks, the absorption limit should have been reached, not being limitless. "You’ve been attacking me long enough; it’s my turn to retaliate." With a wave of his arm, yet another strike vanished. Ye Qiu prepared to counterattack.