Chapter 394 - 255: Bump! Bump! Bump

It couldn’t be helped. Zou Feng’s Palm Force enveloped Su Qingyu’s entire back, so it was inevitable that many of his strikes would land on her lower back and rear.

Whenever the Palm Force landed in these areas, the sound of the impacts was especially loud.

’I... I... My rear is being hit!?’ Su Qingyu’s expression was a mixture of complex emotions.

As he continued his assault, Zou Feng decided that just using his palms wasn’t enough, so he began ramming her back with his shoulder.

That still wasn’t enough, so he started using his hips, legs, and other parts of his body to bump and press against her.

At this, Su Qingyu could no longer take it and began to let out muffled groans, her brow deeply furrowed.

Her deeply furrowed brow and the way she silently endured the pain made the simp, Bai Chen, ache with pity.

"Hey, hey, hey... Go easy on her! I told you to go easy!"

"The Palace Master is about to..."

"Dammit! I told you to go easy! Can’t you see you’re going to break the Palace Master if you keep ramming into her like that!?"

Bai Chen clutched his head and howled for a moment. Finally unable to bear it any longer, he decided to recklessly charge forward and pull Zou Feng away.

Fortunately, Su Qingyu managed to remain clear-headed and immediately snapped, "Get the hell away!"

"Let Zou Feng continue! I can take it!"

Su Qingyu said this because she could feel it. She wasn’t the only one in pain from Zou Feng’s palm strikes and rams—the possessing Immortal Venerable was groaning, too.

This meant that Zou Feng’s attacks were definitely working.

’I just have to keep holding on, and eventually, I’ll be free.’

Having been rebuked, Bai Chen no longer dared to approach. He could only watch with a pained expression as his beloved Palace Master endured this torment.

A moment later, he took out a handkerchief and took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from Su Qingyu.

The scene instantly became incredibly bizarre.

Zou Feng was ramming her from behind, Su Qingyu was groaning nonstop, and Bai Chen was wiping her sweat with an expression of pure heartbreak...

Some of the Martial Artists could hardly watch anymore, finding the scene utterly indecent and improper.

And yet, this was truly the only available solution to their predicament.

Meanwhile, from behind the statues, Gongsun Jinghong, who had just recovered slightly from her injuries, emerged.

Upon seeing the scene, she froze for a moment, then silently chose to retreat behind the statues to continue meditating and recovering.

Even after increasing his output, Zou Feng still felt it wasn’t enough.

’This Immortal Venerable is incredibly stubborn. I need to use something even more forceful.’

’But I just used the True Man State. I’m too weak right now to activate it again.’

’But given the circumstances, I’m afraid using the True Man State again is the only way to beat the Immortal Venerable out of her.’

So Zou Feng immediately shouted, "Everyone, if you have any Elixirs that can restore True Qi or nourish the physical body, give them all to me now!"

"The Immortal Venerable inside the Palace Master is too tenacious! I need a boost!"

"Otherwise, if another Immortal Slave stronger than Gongsun Xiang shows up, we’re all dead!"

After he shouted this, everyone who understood the gravity of the situation immediately took out their Elixirs and tossed them toward Zou Feng.

Zou Feng accepted all of them, popping them straight into his mouth.

Bai Chen, however, was on the verge of a complete breakdown when he heard this.

’The Palace Master’s eyes are already rolling into the back of her head, and this kid wants to pop Elixirs to increase his output!?’

The Elixirs carried by First Grade Powerhouses were, needless to say, extraordinarily potent. Zou Feng’s spirits were instantly lifted, and he felt an inexhaustible strength coursing through his body.

Just like that, he was able to activate the True Man State, instantly transforming into a glowing red powerhouse.

Zou Feng’s muscles bulged visibly, blood raced through his veins, steam billowed from his skin, and all his bodily functions were pushed to their absolute peak.

Just from his appearance alone, one could imagine how terrifying his next assault would be.

Bai Chen’s eyes widened, and he tore at his hair with tears welling up, completely unable to accept the impending tragedy.

’Su Qingyu was his heaven, his goddess!’

’But his goddess... she was about to be...’

"No... Don’t... Stop! Aaaahhh!!"

Accompanied by the ultimate simp’s helpless and impotent roar, a new, ferocious storm of blows was unleashed.

In truth, Zou Feng was really just using his shoulders and other body parts to strike Su Qingyu’s back, nothing too inappropriate.

But Su Qingyu’s muffled groans, combined with Bai Chen’s bizarre, tragic wails, made the whole scene feel... off.

Then, after Zou Feng entered "State Two" and increased his output, Su Qingyu’s muffled groans inevitably turned into screams.

’Painful. It’s too painful!’

Even for a top-tier First Grade Martial Artist, her body was not, after all, made of steel.

Bai Chen was in agony as well.

Seeing Su Qingyu suffer so terribly, his heart ached to the point he could barely breathe.

"Waaaaahhhh—"

After that frenzied assault, driven by the Great Universal Hand, the Immortal Venerable possessing Su Qingyu finally couldn’t take any more.

With a final, wretched scream, it turned into a wisp of white smoke and shot out of Su Qingyu’s body.

This was the moment Zou Feng had been waiting for. He couldn’t let this thing run away again; otherwise, the trouble would be endless. Sooner or later, it would toy with them until they were all dead within the Glazed Immortal Palace.

He tossed aside Su Qingyu, who was now limp and weak from the pain, and leaped high into the air, his hand reaching for the wisp of white smoke.

"Palace—Master—"

Seeing his goddess tossed aside like a discarded ragdoll, Bai Chen cried out and rushed over, attempting to catch her.

But Su Qingyu was a top-tier First Grade Martial Artist, after all. Having mostly recovered, she simply kicked Bai Chen away and quickly sat down on the spot to meditate and recuperate.

Meanwhile, Zou Feng had already caught the most powerful of the Immortal Venerables in his hand.

"You little bastard, how dare you!?"

The wisp of white smoke constantly shifted into the shape of a human face as it roared in fury.

Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered to waste words on it. He simply brought it to his lips and swallowed it in one gulp.

’You can eat that stuff!?’

After all, some of the people present hadn’t seen Zou Feng do this before, and they couldn’t help but be suspicious.

They even suspected Zou Feng was willingly sacrificing himself to the Immortal Venerable to stir up more trouble.

"Don’t worry, I’m confident I can perform Refinement on this malevolent spirit!" Zou Feng explained as he landed on the ground and also began to meditate and start the Refinement process.

Seeing that Zou Feng’s current state bore no resemblance to an Immortal Slave, the skeptical Martial Artists were temporarily put at ease.

’Now, this should be the end of it, right?’

’But how are we going to leave this godforsaken place?’

For Zou Feng, however, the trouble was far from over.

He appeared peaceful as he meditated, but his situation was anything but easy.

Refining the previous Immortal Venerables hadn’t been too difficult, but this one was the most powerful. It wasn’t going to be so easy.

"Heh heh heh... I never imagined you’d be this foolish, kid, to willingly give this venerable one such an opportunity..."

"No matter. While your physical body is no match for Gongsun Xiang’s or Su Qingyu’s, I suppose it will have to suffice!"

Within his sea of consciousness, the Immortal Venerable’s taunts echoed endlessly as it tried to corrupt Zou Feng’s mind.

But Zou Feng remained completely unfazed.

’After all, while refining this thing is troublesome, the process itself can be considered a form of Cultivation.’

’Any negative side effects can just be passed on to the big shots on the list.’

’So it’s just a matter of taking a bit more time.’

Before long, the Immortal Venerable finally realized something was wrong.

No matter how it tried to corrupt and influence Zou Feng’s mind, he remained completely unshaken.

The strength of his will was practically indistinguishable from that of a Saint.

"Impossible... You’re just a mere Martial Artist! How could you possess a will of the Saint Realm!?"

"Enough... Stop! If you complete my Refinement, your death is certain!"

The Immortal Venerable started to panic. If it couldn’t do anything to Zou Feng, then it was only a matter of time before it was completely refined by him.

Zou Feng almost laughed at the threat.

’He said that as if this thing wouldn’t cause trouble for me if I didn’t refine it.’

"Wait, stop! The origin of this Glazed Immortal Palace is far beyond your comprehension! It’s... Aaaahhh..."

’This Immortal Venerable is an expert manipulator. Not a single word it says can be trusted.’

’Even if there really is some major trouble waiting after its Refinement, what other choice do I have?’

’Besides, once I succeed in the Refinement of this most powerful Immortal Venerable, my Great Universal Hand might just ascend to the Realm of Transcendence and Sanctity without even needing to be fused with the Formless Divine Skill...’