Personal Disciple Qingbo, Unmoving True Body

A "head" of a person was slowly approaching.

That was right—a figure so massive that if he didn't compare her to livestock, Ning Fan truly could not find a more suitable way to describe what approached him.

A "head" of a person, because if he did not use the measure word for livestock, Ning Fan truly could not find a more suitable term to describe the figure before him.

Her massive frame was so immense that, at first glance, Ning Fan could not even distinguish her gender. The violent trembling of the Yin Yang Tower was caused entirely by her footsteps.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

With every step she took, the crowd felt the ground quake beneath their feet. Of course, the flesh on this disciple's body quaked as well.

If one observed carefully.

When an ordinary person stood with their hands behind their back, their arms rested against their sides; even if not pressed tightly against their legs, they would be close enough.

But this person before them was different.

Her arms splayed outward like an inverted 'V'. The flesh around her waist was simply too thick, so thick that it forced her arms apart.

"..."

Seeing this person, Ning Fan finally realized that his worldly experience was far too shallow. There were simply too many things in this world he had never seen before.

"It's Personal Disciple Qingbo!"

A voice rang out, revealing the newcomer's identity.

Qingbo.

A personal disciple of Yin Yang Peak. Due to her size, she rarely walked about outside, but because she was simply too unique...

Everyone knew of this Personal Disciple Qingbo.

"..."

Hearing this, the corner of Ning Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Qingbo.

What part of her was "light"!?

"Ning. Fan."

Before she even drew close, a heavy voice rumbled from Personal Disciple Qingbo's mouth. Listening closely, it seemed she was calling out Ning Fan's name.

"..."

Ning Fan's hair instantly stood on end. For no other reason than the sheer horror of hearing his own name emerge from this person's mouth.

Ning Fan was so spooked that he leaped several meters backward.

Wait...

Why would such a person be calling his name? Ning Fan racked his brain, completely unable to recall any past interaction with this Personal Disciple Qingbo.

Suddenly.

Ning Fan's thoughts raced as a possibility sprang to mind.

The next moment.

Under Ning Fan's watchful gaze, Personal Disciple Qingbo walked step by heavy step over to Yun Zhan. A doting expression surfaced on her face as she reached out to stroke his cheek.

"Yun Zhan, my darling, are... are you alright?"

Ning Fan: "..."

Yun Qingyao: "..."

Li Yunqi: "..."

Lin Yu: "..."

Everyone else: "..."

Hiss-

Judging by Personal Disciple Qingbo's words, could it be that Yun Zhan was her Dao Companion?

Huh?!

Yun Zhan was handsome and talented, the undisputed number one among the new batch of A-grade disciples. Why would he get mixed up with Personal Disciple Qingbo?

"Wuwuwu, my darling Yun Zhan."

"I spent a massive amount of spirit stones and time to get my hands on you! You absolutely cannot be broken! I haven't even enjoyed your Dual-Cultivation Physique yet!"

"..."

Personal Disciple Qingbo grew incredibly agitated. Her massive hand gripped Yun Zhan's neck, violently shaking him back and forth, nearly shaking the poor man into unconsciousness.

Hearing her words, a flash of realization dawned on Ning Fan.

So that was how it was.

Yun Zhan had been snatched up by Qingbo. Whether he was taken as a concubine or a husband, however, was unclear.

And this Yun Zhan actually possessed a Dual-Cultivation Physique!? No wonder his cultivation advanced so rapidly. A Dual-Cultivation Physique, actively practicing with someone whose realm far exceeded his own.

It would be strange if his advancement wasn't fast.

It was the equivalent of Personal Disciple Qingbo raising a human cauldron. First, she used her own profound strength to forcibly drag Yun Zhan's realm up. Then, once his strength was sufficient, she would reap the immense benefits of dual cultivation. This was, after all, a common tactic among the disciples of Yin Yang Divine Sect.

If Ning Fan had become Zhao Yan'er's concubine back then, his fate would likely have been roughly the same as Yun Zhan's.

"My darling Yun Zhan, just wait! I will definitely avenge you!!"

Personal Disciple Qingbo stood up in a frenzy. She raised her head, her thick, fleshy face locking onto Ning Fan as a suffocating killing intent erupted from her body.

Ning Fan: "..."

If possible, he truly did not want to cross blows with Personal Disciple Qingbo. Whether he won or lost, the sheer psychological pressure of this encounter would be immense.

But it was obvious.

Personal Disciple Qingbo had no intention of letting Ning Fan off.

"Die!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Personal Disciple Qingbo let out an explosive roar. Her massive foot stomped the ground, and her mountain-like body charged fiercely toward Ning Fan.

The heavy, earth-shattering thuds of her footsteps echoed in Ning Fan's ears, making even his heart palpitate.

For the first time.

Faced with an opponent, Ning Fan chose to dodge. He immediately twisted to the side, evading Personal Disciple Qingbo's charge, yet her movements were far more agile than he could have imagined.

She had not charged at full speed, leaving herself enough leeway to control her massive momentum. The moment Ning Fan sidestepped, she instantly pivoted to follow.

With a vicious elbow strike, she aimed directly for Ning Fan's waist!!

Ning Fan: "!!"

So fast.

Ning Fan's eyes widened. Despite Personal Disciple Qingbo's gargantuan size, her speed was not the slightest bit inferior to his. He found it entirely too difficult to dodge this elbow strike.

"..."

Gritting his teeth, Ning Fan had no choice but to thrust his palm toward Personal Disciple Qingbo's elbow, attempting to forcibly block the incoming blow.

Bang-

Elbow and palm collided, sending a violent shockwave rippling outward. Ning Fan was sent flying backward, completely unable to muster any resistance.

He stumbled back more than a dozen steps before finally managing to stabilize his footing.

"Cough-"

Ning Fan coughed drily, forcing out the stifled breath in his chest. At the same time, his gaze toward Personal Disciple Qingbo was filled with deep wariness.

This woman's raw strength was simply too terrifying. She was literally a moving mountain.

Ning Fan's physical strength far surpassed disciples of the same realm. Even against an opponent with a higher cultivation base, he was entirely confident in his ability to fight back.

But facing Personal Disciple Qingbo, he was actually forced into a disadvantage.

"Junior Brother Ning, be careful."

"This Personal Disciple Qingbo possesses a Combat Constitution. Her unique figure is a direct result of that Combat Constitution."

Li Yunqi's voice rang out.

The next moment.

Personal Disciple Qingbo's sharp, murderous gaze shot directly toward Li Yunqi. The latter instantly shrank his neck, hiding behind Lin Yu to desperately lower his presence.

Lin Yu: "..."

One had to understand, Personal Disciple Qingbo's greatest taboo was others mentioning her figure. Her size was like a powder keg; whoever brought it up would cause her to instantly explode in a rage.

It was true.

A normal martial artist's body would never expand to Personal Disciple Qingbo's degree. Her massive frame was entirely the fault of her Combat Constitution.

-Fourth-level Combat Constitution, Unmoving True Body.

Martial artists possessing this special constitution would see their bodies expand uncontrollably. Their everyday movements would be heavily restricted, but the moment they engaged in close combat, they became terrifyingly agile.

The greatest characteristic of this special constitution was a drastic enhancement in raw power and physical resilience.

Enhanced to an unimaginable degree!!

A fourth-level Combat Constitution was already an incredibly terrifying existence. But a fourth-level Combat Constitution burdened with such extreme negative side effects received a proportional boost in power, allowing its enhancements to far outstrip ordinary Combat Constitutions of the same level.

This Personal Disciple Qingbo was truly a thorny opponent to deal with.

"Ning Fan."

"If you want me to let you off, that is fine too. You also have a Dual-Cultivation Physique, do you not?"

"As long as you submit to me..."

"..."

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