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【The Legend of Sword and Fairy: The Story of the Beautiful Woman】(039) 

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Chapter 039 The Birth of the Lustful Demon



"Demon Ancestor Poison Dragon?"



Upon hearing this, Duan Shuiliu was greatly surprised and subconsciously asked, "You are the Primordial Demon God Poison Dragon? How is this

possible ? Didn't you perish in the Primordial Era?"



"Perished? Absurd!"



Upon hearing this, the Poison Dragon roared angrily, "I am the Dark Ancestral Dragon, an innate divine dragon, immortal and indestructible! If it weren't for

the Sword Demon and Yuan Shi sealing me here together, how could I not have helped my poor disciple?"



Upon hearing this, Duan Shuiliu was even more shocked. He hadn't expected that the Sword Ancestor of Baijian City, Dugu Qiubai, was actually an existence on par with

a saint .



"Hmph, brat, quickly use your sword to kill me! Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead."



The Poison Dragon rolled its eyes and roared menacingly at Duan Shuiliu.



"Why should I kill you? Since you are immortal, how can I possibly kill you?"



Duan Shuiliu was terrified, but instead of being afraid, he stood up, coldly looking at the Poison Dragon, and

asked.



"Hmph, of course I am immortal. I am the Dragon Ancestor, reincarnating every ten thousand years,"



the Poison Dragon arrogantly declared. "If you kill my body, I can return to my origin."



"Fine, then I will kill you! Duan, Dragon, Slash!" Upon hearing this, Duan Shuiliu sneered, raising the Dragon Slayer Sword with both hands, roaring to the sky, and leaping into the air, activating



the Dragon Slayer Sword Technique.   Roar!   Two enormous dragon roars resounded through the heavens and earth, emanating from the Dragon Slayer Sword and the Poison Dragon's mouth. The Dragon Slayer Sword burst forth with billions of golden rays, instantly engulfing the Poison Dragon.   "Ah!"   Duan Shuiliu felt a surge of immense demonic power enter his body, instantly losing consciousness.   "No…"   Just as the Poison Dragon's body shattered, it let out a mournful and furious roar, transforming into a black light and being absorbed into Duan Shuiliu's brow.   "How could it be you, Divine Dragon? Who killed you?"   The Poison Dragon roared angrily at the Divine Dragon.   "Second Brother, our Dragon Clan is finished, utterly finished."   The Divine Dragon looked at the enraged Poison Dragon and said in a hoarse, low voice.   "What?"   The Poison Dragon was shocked and looked at the Divine Dragon in astonishment, as if he thought the Divine Dragon was lying.   "Second Brother, since you were sealed away, the Six Great Sages have joined forces to plot against our Dragon Clan. Thus, our Dragon Clan no longer exists in this world, only the two of us remain."   The Divine Dragon said with some pain upon seeing this.   "This...this is impossible! This is impossible! Where is Master? How could Master watch our Dragon Clan perish? He promised us brothers."   The Poison Dragon shouted at the Divine Dragon in a frenzy.   "Master has already perished."   The Divine Dragon looked at the crazed Poison Dragon and shook his head with a bitter smile.   "Ah..."   Upon hearing this, the Poison Dragon let out a shrill scream and then buried his face in his hands and wept bitterly.   "Big...Big Brother, what should we do?"   After venting his anger, the Poison Dragon raised his head, looking at the Divine Dragon with a somewhat confused expression.   "Second Brother, do you still remember the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang and his brother Taiyi?"   Upon hearing this, the Divine Dragon was overjoyed. After so many tens of thousands of years, the Poison Dragon had finally called him "Big Brother." The Divine Dragon asked in a serious tone.   "I remember."   The Poison Dragon nodded in response.   "Before they perished, they created a profound technique capable of destroying even a Saint, do you know that?"   The Divine Dragon said, a sinister glint in his eyes.   "How is that possible?"   The Poison Dragon was shocked.   "We are reincarnations of the Three Thousand Primordial Chaos Gods, not much weaker than the Three Pure Ones and the original Pangu . It's just that Pangu had consciousness first. As long as you and I, brothers, work together, return to our origins, transform his physical body, and cleanse his primordial spirit, revenge will be just around the corner."   As the Divine Dragon spoke, a hint of madness appeared on his face.   The Poison Dragon looked at the Divine Dragon with a strange expression.   "Second brother, rest assured, I will help you merge the most evil essence with his primordial spirit."   The Divine Dragon glanced at the Poison Dragon and said decisively.   "Big brother, I..."   The Poison Dragon was anxious upon hearing this.   "You and I are one. You are me, and I am you. This time, we perish, and one day a completely new A Saint? Hmph."   The Divine Dragon waved his hand to interrupt the Poison Dragon and sneered.   After an unknown number of days, Duan Shui Liu awoke from his daze to find himself in an ancient cave , with a giant sword standing beside him. An extremely evil light shot out , then vanished without a trace. It  was a clear autumn afternoon. The sun shone softly from the azure sky, and a gentle breeze occasionally stirred up fallen leaves, which drifted and swirled before gently landing on the ground.   The central square of Qingyun City was already packed with people.   Today was the day of the duel between the Qingyun Swordsman and the Flying Dragon Saber Hero. The center of the square was already filled with spectators, and people were still arriving from time to time on the main road in front of the square. Whenever someone appeared, those who arrived first would carefully observe them. If they knew each other, some would greet them, while others would turn the conversation to the newcomer. As everyone was talking, the square suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath and stared intently, all eyes fixed on the girl approaching from afar.   Because the girl's clothes and gait were unlike those of people from the surrounding area, no one had seen her before, but everyone present was an expert. Just by looking at her clothes and gait, they knew she must be a martial artist. Of course, this was not the only reason why dozens of martial artists were holding their breath and staring. The biggest reason was that the girl was truly beautiful. On her round face were a pair of clear, bright eyes. Her eyebrows were like spring water, and her eyes were like autumn water. Below her delicate nose was a cherry blossom, and a dimple would occasionally appear on her right cheek. She wore a purple trench coat, and as she stepped forward, a green bodysuit was faintly visible underneath . Her beautiful hair flowed in the breeze, gleaming like a mirror.   This girl was incredibly confident; dozens of eyes were fixed on her, but she nonchalantly strode into the square.































































































































































































































She glanced at the arrangement, her dimples flashing to reveal a set of perfectly aligned teeth. No one noticed

the true meaning behind her smile, for a bright and beautiful girl's smile was captivating. Some lustful men were

instantly mesmerized by her smile. Even those of good character, whose beauty was enhanced by her smile—

like a rose blooming in the morning dew, a feast for the eyes and the palate—were distracted by her beauty, though their hearts were free of impure thoughts.



Therefore, no one paid attention to what she was smiling about.



Then, the girl blinked her beautiful eyes, glanced at the surrounding crowd,

smiled , and stood alone under a pine tree at the edge of the field, gazing at the white clouds in a daze. Her expression held innocence,

pride, and an unapproachable air of authority. Once she stood under the tree, murmurs arose again, everyone

speculating about where she had come from.



In the martial arts world, there's usually no taboo about gender, but such a beautiful young woman appearing alone in this

setting naturally attracts the most attention. Some speculated that she must be

a spoiled brat from some famous figure, unaware of the dangers of the martial world, and had secretly run away for fun. However, the more cautious ones

believed she must be someone of great importance; since she dared to come out alone, her skills must be considerable. Naturally, her

appearance was stunning, drawing all attention to her, and everyone almost forgot about the upcoming

duel.



But there was one exception!



Who was it?



A young man dressed in black, standing only a few feet from the girl, with striking features and a handsome, refined appearance,

yet an arrogant expression. From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at the girl. In fact, he

hadn't looked at anyone else since he arrived. When had he arrived? No one noticed

him; he sat alone on a large rock at the edge of the arena. Ironically, the girl would glance at him out of the corner of her eye, but whenever her

beautiful eyes moved towards the black-clad youth, the corners of her lips would twitch slightly downwards, and her nose would twitch as well.



The sunlight shifted, and time seemed to pull people back to their memories, most looking back towards the plaza. At this moment, the Azure Cloud Swordsman

and the Flying Dragon Saber had arrived on horseback at the plaza.



"Truly two charlatans who steal fame and fortune. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come!"



The voice was soft, unnoticed by those in the crowd, but the girl not far from him heard it clearly.

Her lips curled upwards again, and her bright eyes flickered, as if she had remembered something. She smiled slightly, then flicked her right toe,

sending a large pebble flying with a whoosh towards the black-clad youth's ankle.



The black-clad youth looked up at the sky, ignoring the girl's playful kick of a pebble.



Even as the pebble was about to strike the white-clad youth's ankle, he remained oblivious. For some reason… The girl changed

her mind again and softly said "Hi," adding, "The pebbles are coming, run!"



The boy in black didn't move, seemingly not hearing her at all, and completely ignored the girl.

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