A gigantic bright moon hung in the sky.

It was so close and so large that the moon's patterns and even its circular craters were clearly visible.

Because it was too realistic, Fang Zhou found it hard to distinguish at first whether this was an illusion or if a real bright moon had indeed appeared in this mysterious space.

The bright moonlight wasn't as scorching as the sunlight; instead, it was gentle and cool, yet it still dispersed the darkness and fiery clouds that filled the sky.

Ling Xiaoyue floated at the center of this bright moon, her clothes vanished, replaced by a moon-white palace gown.

The moonlight seemed to emanate from her, making her resemble a true Moon Immortal, far more noble than any illusion Fang Zhou could create.

Fang Zhou's eyes narrowed because he had seen this image in Ling Xiaoyue's memories before.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoyue's face was expressionless, exuding an inviolable noble aura that Fang Zhou had never seen from her before.

The moonlight covered the mountains, enveloping everything inside, including Ya Zi.

Beams of moonlight solidified into silver-white glowing chains, tightly binding Ya Zi's body and limbs, even its mouth was sealed shut, preventing it from spewing dragonfire.

Ya Zi struggled desperately, its terrifying strength easily breaking these silver-white chains, but more chains soon wrapped around it, restricting its movements.

Fang Zhou was about to dodge to the side when Ling Xiaoyue's anxious voice came down from above.

"You brat, hurry and help, your master can't hold on much longer!!"

Fang Zhou was startled, quickly looking up to see that Ling Xiaoyue still had the noble appearance of a Moon Immortal, though her voice was filled with anxiety.

"What are you staring at? Hurry and help!!"

This was communicated through Divine Sense, similar to a Thousand-Mile Transmission.

Fang Zhou shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In my current state, how can I help?"

His terrifying injuries were still healing, and most of his spells had already been used on Ya Zi, none having a decisive effect.

Ling Xiaoyue's anxious voice sounded again: "You don't need to take action, do you have money? Give me money, quickly!"

Fang Zhou nearly choked, looking up at Ling Xiaoyue in shock: "Are you crazy, asking for money at a time like this?"

I've seen people sharpening weapons before a battle, but asking for money is a first.

Ling Xiaoyue's voice grew more anxious: "Stop the nonsense, give it to me!!"

This desperate demand for money shattered the noble image of a Moon Immortal.

"Hurry, it's about to break free!"

Ya Zi had already broken many chains, and these chains were increasingly unable to hold it.

Fang Zhou felt a wave of exasperation, but at this point, he could only choose to trust Ling Xiaoyue.

He pulled out his gourd, spitting out a large amount of gold, silver, and various precious materials that could be used as currency toward Ling Xiaoyue.

These were the earnings of the Moon Viewing culture, originally stored at Moon Viewing Peak, but after Ling Xiaoyue emptied it once, Fang Zhou decided to hide the money inside the gourd.

Unexpectedly, despite all calculations, he still had to give all this money to Ling Xiaoyue, and by his own hand—Fang Zhou's feelings could be imagined.

The money flew in front of Ling Xiaoyue, and she absorbed it all into her Sleeve Universe.

Millions of taels of silver and gold, along with more valuable precious materials, were continuously devoured by Ling Xiaoyue.

Meanwhile, Ling Xiaoyue's aura was climbing steadily, soon surpassing that threshold and entering the third stage of the Golden Core Realm, and it was still rising.

The moonlight from the sky became even brighter, almost blinding.

Ya Zi was suppressed once more, and sturdy chains tightly bound its body and limbs; this time, it couldn't easily break these restraints.

Ling Xiaoyue's momentum grew increasingly powerful; after absorbing a large amount of Fang Zhou's money, her aura finally reached its peak.

Countless twinkling stars appeared around the moon in the sky.

The light of these stars connected, forming a dense star map that looked like an arrow being drawn in a bow.

All the starlight finally converged at one point, and the brilliant light almost overshadowed the moonlight.

Fang Zhou looked up at this scene; it was the Celestial Stars Sword, but its power was incomparably stronger than what he could wield.

This was the power of money indeed.

Bound Ya Zi sensed the fatal danger as well and struggled fiercely, breaking its own limbs.

It finally broke free from the chains on its mouth and spewed a massive dragonfire toward the sky, trying to block the attack.

The starry sky reached the peak of its brilliance, overshadowing all other lights, and then that beam of starlight descended.

This beam of starlight seemed unremarkable but traveled with incredible speed, colliding with Ya Zi's incoming dragonfire.

The expected collision or explosion never occurred; the dragonfire was easily shattered, and the starlight penetrated the column of fire, striking Ya Zi.

Ya Zi was knocked to the ground, the starlight piercing through its body, with the scattered light shredding its scale armor and flesh.

When the starlight vanished, Ya Zi lay on the ground, half its body melted, and the ground beneath bore an abyssal hole struck by starlight.

Fang Zhou was somewhat shocked; the attack power of this starlight was astonishing, if he had to resist it, he'd probably be melted instantly.

Ya Zi's body was half-melted, the remaining half quickly shrinking as flesh and blood peeled away, ultimately transforming into a naked human form.

Ya Zi finally reverted to human form, riddled with torn wounds, some so deep the bone was visible, looking extremely tragic.

Such injuries would likely be fatal to other cultivators.

Yet Ya Zi could still move, but instead of charging at the master-disciple pair, she turned and fled.

Fang Zhou couldn't help but pause, mainly because this escape was so decisive and completely unlike Ya Zi's previous demeanor, leaving him momentarily unresponsive.

However, facing death is not something everyone can gracefully accept, and in this regard, most are the same.

Master escape artist Ling Xiaoyue was well aware of this and was already prepared.

Under the coverage of moonlight, Ya Zi's escape was nearly impossible, immediately bound by countless silver chains.

She couldn't escape even in her true form, much less in human form.

Seeing the starlight about to fall again, Ya Zi hurriedly shouted to Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue, "Wait, I surrender! I give up!"

Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue exchanged thoughts instantly via Divine Sense.

"Finish her off!"

Fang Zhou shouted directly to Ling Xiaoyue, "You can't trust this woman's words."

"No way!"

Ling Xiaoyue refused: "This person is still useful."

"If you won't do it, I will!"

Fang Zhou rushed straight at Ya Zi.

"Rebellious disciple, do you still see me as your master?"

Ling Xiaoyue dropped down from the sky, spreading her arms to block Fang Zhou: "Stop at once!"

"Get out of my way, I don't have a master like you, it's either you or me today!"

Fang Zhou didn't slow down, continuing to charge at Ling Xiaoyue.

Ya Zi was dumbfounded, how did this master-disciple pair suddenly turn against each other because of her?

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