Chapter 272: Alternative Battle

Outside the window, there were no stars or moon, only the gurgle of a clear spring and the occasional cry of a night bird. It was utterly tranquil.

Inside the room, candlelight flickered, illuminating an unusual battle.

"Let go! Why are you biting me?" Ye Fan cried out. A row of teeth marks appeared on his arm, the pain nearly sending him tumbling off the bed.

Qin Yao's hair was disheveled, and her pristine teeth gleamed as she retorted, "I'm biting you!"

The candlelight swayed as the two continued to spar on the large rosewood bed. Grappling and counter-grappling techniques were exchanged rapidly, their palms and fingers colliding with thudding sounds.

However, their situation was quite intimate. Both were naked, their alluring postures and glowing skin radiating charm as they fought at close quarters.

The bite marks on Ye Fan's arm were deep, not just one, but a row of them. He retreated slightly, creating some distance between them.

Qin Yao's beautiful eyes were hazy. Her skin, sculpted like warm, luminous jade, was pristine white, and her curvaceous body shimmered with an enchanting glow, resembling a seductive serpent.

Her hair danced as she continuously attacked, forcing Ye Fan to parry and defend against her onslaught. It wasn't a life-or-death struggle, but it required full concentration; even a slight lapse would result in being subdued by the other party.

This was a semi-serious struggle, one that could escalate into a true fight or cease at any moment. Yet, the scene was undeniably alluring, given they were unclothed and grappling on a bed.

Qin Yao, in particular, with her soft, fragrant body twisting captivatingly, and her devilish figure sparkling, possessed an allure that could charm the world.

Qin Yao's arms were smooth, like polished jade, snow-white and delicate. They moved in graceful arcs, repeatedly striking towards Ye Fan's vital points.

Faint afterimages lingered above the rosewood bed, like white lightning streaking or elves dancing beneath the moonlight. Despite being a fight, it held a certain aesthetic beauty.

Ye Fan, naturally unwilling to be subdued, blocked and parried with his palm and fingers like iron swords, spinning like two windmills. He swiftly counterattacked, and their moves flashed with lightning speed.

With a flick of her beautiful hair, Qin Yao revealed her snowy white neck. Her dark, lustrous tresses cascaded like a waterfall, coiling around Ye Fan before he could evade them, instantly entangling him.

"Qin, beautiful lady, don't force me!" Ye Fan struggled, but the entanglement only grew tighter. Giving up on resistance, he instead leaned forward into her.

With limited space on the bed, there was nowhere to escape. Ye Fan found himself pressed intimately against Qin Yao. This time, it was his turn to open his mouth and bite.

Her translucent, delicate ear appeared at his lips. He bit down, neither too hard nor too soft, refusing to let go, even as her hair continued to entangle him.

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

Ye Fan's spiritual senses were incredibly sharp, making it impossible for her to land a hit. Although his head remained lowered, his hands moved swiftly and lightly like the wind, continuously deflecting her bare hands.

Qin Yao's dark hair swayed, and her snake-like jade body twisted, her skin shimmering. Her attacks were powerful; had Ye Fan not possessed the Ancient Desolate Saint Body, he might not have been able to withstand them.

Ye Fan employed the Sacred Battle Technique. While not a lethal move, its intricate variations, even in subtle forms, were complex. After hundreds of exchanges, Ye Fan managed to pin her jade-like hands, making it difficult for her to release them and preventing further attacks.

"Ouch..."

Ye Fan let out a muffled groan as his shoulder was bitten again. The sound made him instinctively release his mouth, and the translucent ear quickly moved away.

"You're not actually trying to bite a chunk out of me, are you?" Ye Fan grumbled.

Qin Yao didn't reply. Her pristine teeth gleamed as she bit down hard on his shoulder, refusing to let go, while her hands struggled, attempting a counter-grapple.

Ignoring the bite on his shoulder, Ye Fan exerted force with both hands, trying to turn Qin Yao onto her back and subdue her.

A shimmer of light appeared, and Qin Yao's soft, enchanting jade body, like a slippery water snake, easily broke free and gracefully glided to the side. This was a secret technique of the Demon Race.

She launched a counterattack, placing her hands on Ye Fan's wrists, intending to overpower him. Her fingers, transparent and crystalline, emitted streams of radiant light that coiled around his wrists.

The colorful light, thread-like and dense, wove together to form a shimmering net, binding Ye Fan's arms.

At that moment, a precious glow emanated from Ye Fan's body. With a gentle shake, he didn't shatter the light but forced Qin Yao to release him. Her red lips and pearly teeth pulled away, leaving a teeth mark on his shoulder.

Ye Fan, with his unique constitution, channeled his divine power, instantly freeing his arms. He then pressed forward, engaging Qin Yao.

Thud, thud...

Qin Yao's jade-like hands fluttered like butterflies, meeting Ye Fan's palms and fingers with muffled thuds.

Initially, both utilized various secret techniques in the confined space. However, the rosewood bed offered limited room, and soon they were pressed together, their limbs intertwined. The nature of their combat completely changed, becoming unrecognizable.

"You..." Qin Yao's skin turned flushed, as if covered by a rosy blush.

At this point, the battle transformed entirely into something else.

Qin Yao's hair was disheveled. Her slender, delicate body, like a jade serpent, seemed carved from pink crystal, swaying like a wisp of smoke or a willow branch.

"You've taken huge advantage of me today!" Qin Yao gnashed her teeth, her jade hand fluttering as she struck at Ye Fan, who was on top of her.

Ye Fan countered her strike. Their relationship was truly unusual; even at their most intimate, they were still sparring, bearing little resemblance to a passionate couple.

Palms and fingers met, and both their bodies trembled violently. Yet, everything continued, endlessly sensual.

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

"Better than being worse than a beast," Ye Fan retorted, blocking Qin Yao's jade-like fingers aimed at his chest with his strong palm.

Qin Yao's hair danced, and her body was flushed pink. Annoyed, she continued to strike repeatedly.

"Come on, Miss Qin, what do we look like right now? We're at this point, yet you keep ruining the mood by fighting me."

They fought from start to finish. After an unknown period, the room finally fell silent.

"Beast!" Qin Yao's pristine teeth gleamed as she bit down hard.

"At least I wasn't called worse than a beast," Ye Fan mused, his gaze clear as he looked at her soft body.

The latter half of the night was exceptionally tranquil, with only the gentle gurgle of the spring in the pine forest, imparting a sense of peace and simplicity.

Silently, another figure appeared in the room. The flickering candlelight illuminated her exquisite face.

It was Yan Ruyu. Her white robes fluttered lightly, outlining her incomparably beautiful immortal figure. Her black hair cascaded to her waist, and her flawless face was utterly perfect.

Upon entering the room, she immediately sensed something amiss, feeling an unusual atmosphere. When her gaze landed on the large bed, her face flushed crimson.

"You two..."

Qin Yao's head was bowed low, mortified. She had been sent to guard Ye Fan, never expecting things to escalate to this point.

Ye Fan was initially a little embarrassed but quickly composed himself, calmly replying, "We were discussing our life's ideals."

Qin Yao felt an urge to bite him again. She snatched the blanket covering Ye Fan, using it to conceal her own body, and spat resentfully, "I'm not done with you!"

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

Ye Fan hastily covered his strong body with clothes and said, "Alright, I hope it's not over either."

"You... you took such a huge advantage, and you still dare to say that?" Qin Yao attacked again.

Thud, thud...

Their battle resumed, far more intensely than before.

Finally, Qin Yao, utterly exasperated, swung her legs off the bed, gathered her clothes, and turned to leave.

"Tomorrow, the Princess will kill you!"

"I didn't go to the Immortal Temple, so she has no reason to act. As for us... she already saw us, showed no reaction, and I've already explained that we were discussing our life's ideals."

"You scoundrel!" Qin Yao, fuming, spun around. Her graceful, lotus-root-like arms extended slightly, glowing faintly as she struck at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan passively defended. In the Dao Palace Secret Realm, almost no one could suppress him in close combat. Consequently, Qin Yao did not leave the room that night. Only when dawn broke did violent noises finally erupt from the palace in the pine forest.

"Beast!" Qin Yao turned and left, her single palm strike shattering the entire palace. Ye Fan was buried within.

In the distance, the Black Emperor was furious, yelping in pain. It crawled out of the pile of rubble, its bald tail standing on end, leaping high while muttering curses.

"Damn it, who did I offend? I was sleeping and got a bruised face and was buried alive by a collapsing palace!"

Its dog face was stretched long and dark as it looked around for someone.

After a long while, Ye Fan emerged, coughing, from the dust-shrouded ruins.

"Damn it, kid, what abominable thing did you do to drag me into this mess?" The big black dog first glanced at Qin Yao, who was about to disappear into the horizon, then glared menacingly at Ye Fan.

Last night, it had been dead drunk and knew nothing of what had happened.

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

"Nonsense! Does your family's earthquake only shake this one mountain? Aren't all the palaces on the other peaks fine?" the big black dog retorted, its face grim.

"You're right, this is our family's unique earthquake."

It wasn't until late morning that Tu Fei returned to the mountain. Seeing all the palaces in the pine forest collapsed, he stared in astonishment and asked, "What happened? Were you fighting someone here?"

"Just had a sparring match, accidentally brought the place down," Ye Fan replied.

Tu Fei's expression was odd. He looked behind Ye Fan and said, "Could it be you were sparring with Fairy Qin?"

"Yes, I was sparring with her and accidentally brought the place down," Ye Fan answered distractedly.

"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Qin Yao's voice rang out.

She descended from the sky in white robes, which fluttered in the breeze, revealing her enchanting curves and her tall, exquisitely graceful figure.

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

Tu Fei, once again demonstrating his loose tongue, said, "What do you mean you didn't say anything? Didn't you just say you had a fierce battle with Fairy Qin Yao here all night?"

"Damn it!" Ye Fan resisted the urge to punch him.

"You two continue your sparring, I won't disturb you." Tu Fei kicked the big black dog, then turned and ran.

"Damn it, woof!" The big black dog chased furiously.

Qin Yao's exquisite, curvaceous body trembled with anger. Then, swaying gracefully, she walked closer, her demeanor full of charm, and asked, "Did you really say that?!"

Being drunk is awful. I slept all day and woke up with a terrible headache, so this is all for this chapter.