Gao Liang wanted to move and defend, but it was too late. Xiao Mei was shouting, "Liang-ge, move quickly! Move quickly!" Yet Gao Liang's movements became unusually slow and passive. As the wind and thunder palm was about to strike his body, Gao Yuanqiao's body suddenly stiffened, his legs growing abnormally heavy. Then, under the pressure of the five-element palm force, he cried out in pain. Xiao Mei noticed five clear palm imprints on Gao Yuanqiao's back, each with blood—hence, the intense pain, as if he were being slaughtered. Gao Liang looked and saw that it was precisely his two bodyguards, the Golden and Silver Armor, who had stepped in. Gao Yuanqiao was standing on a marsh, sinking deeper and deeper—clearly struck by Chen Zixue's unique ability combining water and earth to form a marsh. Gao Yuanqiao, in fact, was a strong ability user, possessing a remarkable talent: earth-based energy, since earth generates gold. Indeed, half a minute after falling into the marsh, he exerted all his strength to solidify the marsh beneath his feet. The solidification was steadily increasing, and Yin Jia Chen Zixue had absolutely no expectation that Jin Yuanqiao possessed a metallic-energy ability—thus, he relaxed his vigilance. By then, Jin Jia Li Xiang had gained a slight edge in cultivation, and upon noticing something amiss, immediately used a branch to probe the depth of the marsh, discovering that solidification had already begun at the level of his knees. He promptly exclaimed, "Be careful—he can solidify!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Yuanqiao had already emerged from the marsh, this time targeting only Gao Liang, who was still rubbing his eyes. Why was Gao Liang continuously rubbing his eyes? Because Zhou Chao had started activating his energy water spheres at another location. Since becoming a cannibal monster, Zhou Chao's energy had grown wild and aggressive, exhibiting exceptional offensive power. He could freely summon his water spheres—essentially, he could remotely control his own energy. Damn it, this ethereal water sphere must be eliminated—otherwise, it would become an endless source of trouble. Jin Yuanqiao, with a fierce gaze, delivered a decisive blow to the pitch-black figure before him. "I told you to meet your end," he said, his voice full of contempt. "What did you expect—me to bother with your trivial matters?" He fixed his eyes on Gao Liang with a look of hostility, subtly increasing his power by three parts. Inside, he muttered angrily, "You're going to die!" Jin Yuan Qiao didn't expect that Gao Liang's two bodyguards were willing to give their lives to protect their master. He immediately grew furious, launching another Wind and Thunder Palm at the heavily injured Jin-Jia and Yin-Jia. At that moment, Ying'er stepped in. Since her joint cultivation with Gao Liang, Ying'er had accumulated 6,000 years of spiritual power. "Great Spirit Shield! Great Spirit Shield! Come out now!" she called out in an unusually clear and resonant voice. Suddenly, a golden shield appeared in the sky, dazzling to the eyes. "Hmph! My golden-based ability is invincible! No one can stand against me!" Jin Yuan Qiao laughed wildly. But after the laughter, he noticed a tremendous crash—his Wind and Thunder Palm had encountered immense resistance, bouncing back with nearly the same force it had originally possessed. "Ah!" This time, it wasn't anyone else who felt the pain—it was him. Jin Yuan Qiao was injured by his own power, severely so, a development even he hadn't anticipated. "You'll all wait! This isn't the end of our battle!" Jin Yuanqiao endured intense pain, wobbling and staggering, his body unsteady as he fled, barely managing to make it away with his tail tucked between his legs. Blood trailed behind him wherever he went. Ying'er collected the Jigu Shield and saw Gao Liang still holding his eyes closed, feeling a pang of concern. She immediately used her hands, imbued with 6,000 years of spiritual power, to gently massage his temples. A refreshing mint fragrance seeped into Gao Liang’s body. This mint scent cooled his head, sharpened his focus, and invigorated his mind—soon, he felt much better. Seeing the golden and silver-armored warriors bravely stepping forward to protect him, sacrificing their lives to shield him from thunder and lightning, Gao Liang was deeply moved and reached out to embrace them, patting their shoulders and saying, “Excellent!” However, both warriors were severely wounded. Xiao Mei, who had recently been diligently studying both traditional Chinese and Western pharmacy, was well-versed in treating various injuries. She immediately plucked several peonies and a few other flowers whose names she couldn’t recall, blending their powders together and applying them to the wounded areas of the two The high light, having relieved the pain in the eyes, guided their meridians and soon after, both persons regained normal skin tone and were unharmed. High Light merely smiled at Xiao Mei to express his gratitude, then departed. Xiao Mei called after him, "Bright Brother! Bright Brother!" But High Light did not turn around. He walked alone to a quiet spot in the park, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to meditate. "Ying'er, the master asks you—The Giant Spirit Shield is only allowed to be used twice. Why did you use it a third time?" High Light communicated with Ying'er through brainwave consciousness. Ying'er materialized before him. High Light observed that Ying'er's standard 165 cm frame, with her hourglass figure, was even more captivating; her long black hair flowed like a waterfall, naturally cascading down, and her clear face resembled a flawless jade, delicate and pure. The 36D cup size at her chest rose like small hills, with well-defined contours and elegant, harmonious curves between the two hills. Moreover, Ying'er wore a light silk half-sleeve robe with a luminous quality and a spirit-attracting function, so the luminous light fully revealed Ying'er from the inside out. As High-Light gazed at her intently, Ying'er blushed deeply and quickly crossed her hands over her chest to shield her magnificent bust. Yet, Ying'er didn't realize that while she did this, the small abdomen just below her navel became exposed. The pure, smooth abdomen left High-Light utterly enchanted. And then there was her full, sensuous buttocks. As High-Light watched, a warm sensation rose to his nose, and soon he began to bleed from his nostrils. "Ah, ah, ah!" Ying'er deliberately cleared her throat to draw his attention, but High-Light remained completely still. When the host became so flustered, Ying'er reached out with her jade hands and扇ed a gentle blow toward High-Light's face. High-Light tilted his left cheek, missing the blow, and as Ying'er leaned forward, her body lost balance due to her crystal high-heeled shoes. With a soft "plink," she fell forward. Just as she was panicking, Ying'er found her slender waist gently cradled by a strong, bright hand. She collapsed into the broad, warm embrace of the bright figure, her heart racing wildly. She reached out to push away the bright arms, but felt utterly powerless.