Chapter 260

Qu Feiqing nodded and said, “Normally, due to insufficient cultivation, the water, fire, and lightning would quickly dissipate. But Bai Ye is clever; he surrounds himself with spiritual energy and lightning, forming a closed cocoon that effectively reduces the loss of his spells.”

He Xiaochen laughed heartily, his face beaming.

“You’re too kind! If you keep praising him, I might get embarrassed.”

Qu Feiqing wasn’t wrong.

Bai Ye used spiritual energy to create a barrier, forming a circular array around himself similar to a water-repelling technique.

The spiritual energy and spells were contained within the array, making them exceptionally dense since they couldn’t dissipate outside.

The flames roared, the water shimmered like crystals, and the lightning darted around like a swimming dragon, creating a dazzling, dreamlike spectacle.

Everything was perfect, except for Xie Yu’s increasingly dark expression.

On stage, Bai Ye danced with an intoxicated grace, his black hair flowing like ink.

He moved like a phoenix in flight, his eyes shimmering with unspoken emotions, performing a piece titled “The Drunken Concubine.”

Seated among the spectators, Xie Yu’s killing intent began to rise, fearing that the immortal sect disciple might suddenly lash out. He slowly gathered demonic energy in his hands, ready to seize the initiative when the time was right; the scene playing in his mind was more akin to “Jing Ke Assassinating the Qin Emperor.”

(T/N: The Emperor and the Assassin/Jing Ke Assassinates the King of Qin. Chinese historical romance film based primarily on Jing Ke’s assassination attempt on the King of Qin, as described in Sima Qian’s Records of the Grand Historian)

Ning Ning, standing in the crowd, felt her heart leap into her throat, sensing something was wrong.

From a physics standpoint, in an enclosed space, overheated water would produce steam, increasing the pressure inside.

When the pressure exceeds the limit of what the spiritual energy bubble can withstand—

“Stop it, now!”

Ning Ning, anxious and frantic, used a secret voice transmission to hastily warn Bai Ye, “Disperse the spiritual energy around you!”

Bai Ye, not understanding why, turned his head toward her with a hint of confusion.

And in the next instant, a massive explosion echoed across the land.

Everything happened too fast.

So fast that everyone only caught a glimpse of a blinding flash before it burst open, and a beautiful figure in white was forcefully hurled into the air by the impact, following a harsh parabolic trajectory before crashing back down.

Then, with a splat, like overcooked meat hitting the ground, a wisp of white smoke rose from the body.

The crowd on and off the stage was greeted with a strangely enticing burnt aroma.

Once again, silence fell outside the mystic mirror.

Silence, the eternal companion of the Ten Method Assembly.

He Xiaochen, in the middle of drinking tea, suddenly sprayed it out, his voice trembling, “Bai—Ye—!”

Chaos erupted on their side, and even Xie Yu, seated among the spectators, for once showed a rare look of bewilderment and confusion.

He had expected the immortal sect disciple to launch a surprise attack, but why did he instead blow himself up in public? Could this… could this be a new strategy from the righteous path?

So advanced, so terrifying, so unconventional—Xie Yu couldn’t make sense of it at all!

Staring at the figure now lying motionless on the ground, the usually suspicious Demon Lord felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

The scene was too gruesome to bear.

Ning Ning gritted her teeth and ran over to Bai Ye, afraid to look, let alone touch him.

Pei Ji, standing nearby, also frowned.

“I’ll be practicing my sword in the bamboo forest near the Zhou family tonight. If you have nightmares and can’t sleep, you can come find me.”

Cheng Ying snorted coldly. “You didn’t mention anything about practicing swords in the middle of the night before.”

Bai Ye’s body twitched, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

This guy lives up to his reputation—he’s truly something else.

Ning Ning said nothing, her face filled with a complicated expression.

When the pressure exceeds the limit, just like a pressure cooker exploding unexpectedly, the spiritual energy bubble bursts, blasting everything inside it outward.

Who cares about grudges, conflicts, or the battle between immortals and demons? Under the laws of physics, everyone is equal. This was clearly a prime case for “Into Science.”

The rules of cultivation are countless, but safety is the first.

If spells are not properly cast, your loved ones will be left in tears.

Bai Ye looked like he’d been sent to work hard in an African coal mine for 800 years, so unrecognizable that he could be renamed “Hei Ye” (Black Ye).

As he weakly opened his mouth to Ning Ning, a wisp of faint white smoke drifted out.

“Next…”