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Chapter 101 The Battle for Destiny: A Stormy Showdown

In the mysterious world of cultivation, a battle for destiny is about to erupt.

Xing Sha and the others were trapped within the barrier. Although they kept shouting, Dai Yao ignored them, gazing quietly into the distance as if waiting for something. At this moment, a powerful pressure filled the air, growing stronger and stronger, like the calm before a storm, making people feel a chill.

"Yao'er, be careful." The mysterious figure gripped Dai Yao's hand tightly, a hint of worry in his voice. Dai Yao returned a reassuring smile and whispered, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Just then, a dazzling purple light appeared on the horizon, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, arriving in an instant. As the purple light dissipated, a man in magnificent purple robes stood proudly. He was the representative of the ancient family's destiny—the Purple Star God. Behind him followed a group of imposing family members, instantly surrounding Dai Yao and the others.

Zi Xing Shen glanced contemptuously at Dai Yao and the others, saying disdainfully, "Heh, a bunch of ants, daring to covet the Source of Luck?" His arrogant demeanor made it seem as if everything in the world was mere dust in his eyes. Dai Yao sneered inwardly, but feigned a trembling appearance, stammering, "Senior... we... we were just passing by..." Seeing Dai Yao's cowardly appearance, Zi Xing Shen became even more smug, bursting into laughter: "Passing by? I think you're tired of living! How dare you insignificant characters lay a finger on the Source of Luck?" The family members behind him echoed him, each one arrogant and smug, as if victory was assured.

However, just as Zi Xing Shen and the others lowered their guard, a cunning glint flashed in Dai Yao's eyes. Without making a sound, she activated her unique ability—her "Golden Finger"—secretly sensing the flow of Zi Xing Shen's fortune. Suddenly, Dai Yao cried out, "Senior, spare my life!" At the same time, she flashed forward like an arrow released from a bow, rushing towards Zi Xing Shen. Zi Xing Shen was clearly surprised by Dai Yao's sudden attack and was momentarily stunned. By the time he reacted, Dai Yao was already in front of him. Without hesitation, Dai Yao struck, a sharp attack aimed directly at the weakness in Zi Xing Shen's fortune.

With a deafening boom, Zi Xing Shen's arrogant expression froze instantly. He stared at Dai Yao in disbelief, clutching his chest, and managed to utter a single word: "You..." Dai Yao clapped her hands, feigning innocence, and said, "Oh dear, senior, I'm sorry, I... I misjudged..." But before Dai Yao could gloat for long, a chilling aura came from behind her, and a sinister voice rang in her ear: "Heh, what a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind..." Dai Yao inwardly cried out in alarm. Before she could react, a sharp pain shot through her back. She whirled around and saw a dark shadow flash by with astonishing speed. It was none other than Ying Ling, a powerful cultivator among the rogue practitioners.

The Shadow Spirit's attacks were ghostly, elusive, and impossible to predict. It would appear to Dai Yao's left one moment and her right the next, each attack swift and unpredictable. At crucial moments, Dai Yao and the mysterious figure stood back-to-back, cooperating to defend against the Shadow Spirit's attacks. The mysterious figure relied on its superior strength to directly confront the attack, while Dai Yao used her special ability to sense the flow of energy to predict the Shadow Spirit's attack direction and warn the mysterious figure to dodge in time.

"left!"

"right!"

"later!"

Dai Yao's voice rang out continuously, directing the mysterious figures' actions. The two cooperated seamlessly, defusing the shadow spirit's attacks one by one with fluid grace. Ling Kong, standing by, was also busy, providing them with information on their luck to better counter the shadow spirit's attacks.

Suddenly, Lingkong shouted, "The Shadow Spirit's aura is intensifying! He's about to unleash a powerful attack!" Dai Yao and the mysterious figure, upon hearing this, tensed and immediately became alert. Sure enough, the next moment, the Shadow Spirit's aura surged dramatically, a powerful pressure sweeping over them, suffocating them. "Not good!" Dai Yao's expression changed. The mysterious figure quickly shielded Dai Yao behind him, saying in a deep voice, "Yao'er, be careful!" The Shadow Spirit's attacks rained down like a storm, and the mysterious figure, despite his best efforts to defend, still felt somewhat strained.

At this critical moment, Dai Yao suddenly thought of a plan. She whispered in the mysterious figure's ear, "How about we lure the snake out of its hole and turn the tables on it?" A smile flashed in the mysterious figure's eyes, and he immediately understood Dai Yao's intention. The two exchanged a knowing glance, then deliberately created an opening. The Shadow Spirit fell for it, attacking the opening with all its might like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey. Its chilling spiritual energy transformed into countless sharp blades, heading straight for the two.

"Now!" Dai Yao shouted. Just as the Shadow Spirit's attack was about to hit, Dai Yao and the mysterious figure suddenly turned around, turning what seemed like an opening into the strongest defense. Dai Yao silently recited an incantation, mobilizing the surrounding Qi and gathering it in her palm, forming a dazzling light. "Take this, Shadow Spirit! Let me show you what it means to be blessed by the God of Luck!" Dai Yao shouted, unleashing a palm strike. This attack, infused with the surrounding Qi, was several times more powerful than before. Caught off guard, the Shadow Spirit screamed as it was struck, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground in a sorry state.

"Cough cough..." Yingling coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror. He hadn't expected Dai Yao to have such a powerful trump card. "Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best! Farewell!" Yingling dared not linger, uttering a harsh word before transforming into a black shadow and vanishing without a trace. Dai Yao successfully repelled this troublesome opponent, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She turned to look at the mysterious figure, only to see him holding her hand tightly, his eyes filled with love and admiration. "Yao'er, you're truly amazing." The mysterious figure's voice was gentle and magnetic. Dai Yao felt the strength and warmth of his hand, her heart filled with emotion. Their bond had deepened further during this battle. Ling Kong, witnessing this scene, also smiled with satisfaction.

Before Dai Yao could even feel happy, she sensed a sudden change in the atmosphere around her. A powerful pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield. A haughty voice rang out in the air: "Hmph, nothing but petty cleverness. How dare you be so insolent before me?" Dai Yao looked up and saw a man in purple robes standing in mid-air, radiating a powerful aura. It was none other than the Purple Star God.

The Purple Star God looked down at Dai Yao and the mysterious figure with disdain, as if they were two ants. "You insignificant characters dare to covet the destiny? You're delusional!" Dai Yao wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes, thinking to herself: Pshaw, I'm a transmigrator with a protagonist's halo. Who's afraid of who! On the surface, however, she pretended to be weak and said timidly, "Senior, we just wandered into this place by mistake and had no intention of offending..." "Wandered into?" The Purple Star God sneered. "I think you came here on purpose to cause trouble! Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!" With that, he raised his hand and unleashed a sharp purple sword aura, heading straight for Dai Yao.

The mysterious figure reacted swiftly, shielding Dai Yao behind him and simultaneously summoning a magical artifact emitting a faint golden light to block the Purple Star God's attack. "Yao'er, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Dai Yao felt a warmth in her heart. Truly my mysterious little darling! So much for his strength in a crucial moment! But she wasn't the kind of delicate woman who would hide behind a man; she immediately summoned her own divine weapon—a seemingly ordinary little iron pot. "Little pot, it's your turn!" Dai Yao commanded, and the little iron pot instantly enlarged, blocking the two of them and absorbing all of the Purple Star God's attack.

"With this little bit of attack power, you dare call yourself the Purple Star God? You'd be more like a Purple Sweet Potato Demon!" Dai Yao mocked. The Purple Star God's face darkened. How could he, a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert, tolerate such humiliation? He immediately flew into a rage and launched another attack, even more powerful than before. Dai Yao and Little Iron Pot cooperated perfectly, one blocking while the other attacked, the other absorbing energy, and they actually withstood the Purple Star God's attack. Ling Kong joined the battle, and the three of them, working together, were evenly matched with the Purple Star God.

Just then, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared—it was Shadow Spirit, who had fled earlier. He had returned, taking advantage of everyone's inattention to ambush Ling Kong and steal one of her most important treasures—the Qi Compass! "Hahaha! The Qi Compass is mine!" Shadow Spirit laughed triumphantly, turning to flee. "Trying to run? Not so easy!" Dai Yao's eyes turned cold, and she immediately gave chase. The mysterious figure followed closely behind, the two disappearing into the vast night. Ling Kong, clutching her wound, watched their departing figures, her heart filled with worry: "Yao'er, you must be careful..."

Zi Xing Shen watched this scene, his face terribly grim. He hadn't expected to be completely outmaneuvered by these insignificant characters, even losing his Qi Luck Compass. "Damn it! I'll tear you all to pieces!" Meanwhile, Dai Yao and the mysterious figure, chasing the Shadow Spirit, arrived at a mysterious valley, only to find it teeming with cultivators, the atmosphere tense and eerie. "It seems we've stumbled into an even more dangerous place..." Dai Yao murmured. The mysterious figure gripped her hand tightly, his eyes resolute: "Don't be afraid, we'll face this together."

Suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the valley: "Welcome to... the final battlefield for the struggle for destiny!"