novelraw Chapter 376: It Was You Who Stole Zhu Qing’s Storage Pouch
Chapter 376: It Was You Who Stole Zhu Qing’s Storage Pouch
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Old Man Ji Mie was stunned for a moment, then a wave of heat surged from his neck to his head.
“Audacious!” he roared, spinning around. His face turned a mix of green and white, terrifying to behold.
Long Fei Fei, who had no qualms about provoking even the renowned Si Tu family, certainly wasn’t afraid of Old Man Ji Mie. Especially since the latter had openly declared his intent to deal with her and Yu Zhao without any pretense.
If Long Fei Fei showed him respect now, she wouldn’t be herself.
“Audacious? How thick-skinned you must be to even utter that word. I haven’t climbed onto your head and slapped you yet; you should count yourself lucky. You’re halfway into the grave already and still trying to rob treasures like some young cultivator. Do you even know what you’re doing? Get lost! Don’t make me lay a hand on you!”
Hands on her hips, Long Fei Fei fired back without pausing for breath.
Old Man Ji Mie’s face turned from green to purple.
He might not be able to handle Zhang Yi Dao, but surely a young girl wouldn’t be beyond him!
“Extinction Palm Strike!”He shouted and swung a palm. The movement appeared slow, yet the spiritual energy around him rushed in, forming a massive gray palm print five zhang tall in an instant.
The palm print hurtled toward Long Fei Fei with an overwhelming momentum, dimming the heavens and earth.
Long Fei Fei’s eyes narrowed. She was about to draw her Life-Bonded Artifact, but then a dual-colored mirror flew past her and rapidly expanded.
The pitch-black surface of the mirror blocked her view entirely. Instead of panic, Long Fei Fei looked at Yu Zhao with surprise—she hadn’t expected her to intervene.
Old Man Ji Mie didn’t think much of it. He had been in seclusion so long he had no knowledge of Yu Zhao’s reputation. However, the other Nascent Soul cultivators present were well-informed.
Yu Zhao had risen to fame during the great competition of the cultivation world, with her Fleeting Life Mirror becoming a symbol of her identity. Her rise even sparked a trend of using mirrors as artifacts.
Initially, they didn’t recognize her. But when the Fleeting Life Mirror revealed its yin-yang pattern, paired with her youthful appearance, they realized who she was and couldn’t help but feel invigorated.
The last they heard of Yu Zhao, she was merely in the late Golden Core stage. Now, her cultivation had reached their level.
Though seniority in the cultivation world was determined by strength rather than age, Yu Zhao’s youth sparked envy.
Fortunately, Old Man Ji Mie was there to test whether her rumored talent was as monstrous as they had heard.
Already uneasy due to White Blaze’s disappearance and the sudden dragon’s roar, Yu Zhao’s patience was thin. Old Man Ji Mie’s hostility pushed her to retaliate.
With a wave of her hand, she poured spiritual energy into the mirror. A flash of light flickered across its surface, and a massive gray palm print identical to Old Man Ji Mie’s emerged.
Old Man Ji Mie’s expression twisted in shock. “Impossible…”
His voice was drowned out by a deafening clash.
The forceful shockwaves rippled through the area, ruffling his robes and stinging his skin. Yet the pain wasn’t enough to snap him out of his astonishment.
Snow Child, struggling against the aftershocks, marveled internally.
So the rumors weren’t exaggerated.
No wonder Yu Zhao had triumphed over her peers.
“You can mimic my Extinction Palm Strike, but I doubt you can replicate my Extinction Ring!”
Old Man Ji Mie clapped his hands together and thrust them forward.
A translucent gray ring shot out, its movement swift despite its ethereal appearance.
In the blink of an eye, it passed through the Fleeting Life Mirror and advanced toward Yu Zhao and Long Fei Fei.
Long Fei Fei, eager to test herself, exclaimed, “Let me handle it!”
But Yu Zhao didn’t give her the chance. Channeling her spiritual force into her palm, she struck with lightning speed.
Buzz!
A faint vibration resonated.
Old Man Ji Mie’s eyes bulged in disbelief. Yu Zhao had caught the Extinction Ring barehanded.
This was supposed to be a soul-piercing attack, capable of penetrating anything!
And yet it had been nullified so effortlessly?
Snow Child nearly burst out laughing at Old Man Ji Mie’s incredulous expression.
Little did the old man know, the young woman he dismissed as a junior was a master of illusion, skilled in manipulating spiritual energy far beyond his level.
This time, he had truly kicked an iron plate.
Yu Zhao smiled faintly and grabbed the ring with her other hand.
Realizing her intent, Old Man Ji Mie reached out desperately. “No!”
Crack!
The Extinction Ring split in two within Yu Zhao’s grasp.
Pfft!
Old Man Ji Mie staggered, spitting a mouthful of blood. His complexion turned ashen, and the vibrant green and purple tones on his face faded, replaced by a deathly pallor.
The ring had been infused with a portion of his soul force. With its destruction, his soul suffered the backlash.
Blood flowed from his orifices, his vitality waning as he visibly aged another decade.
Zhang Yi Dao shook his head.
Serves him right.
After recalling the Fleeting Life Mirror, Yu Zhao ignored the others and focused on the valley beneath Chaozong Gorge.
She clearly remembered the dragon’s roar coinciding with White Blaze’s disappearance. Could it be connected? And did White Blaze have ties to the dragon clan?
In the cultivation world, only Quan Ye and Fu Xi possessed dragon lineage.
Where had White Blaze come from?
Interestingly, White Blaze and Fu Xi shared similarities—white scales, red eyes, and…
Just as she began piecing things together, an overwhelming spiritual force swept over the area.
Everyone tensed, their hair standing on end.
A Divine Transformation cultivator had arrived!
Given their proximity to Harmony Sound Temple, could it be one of the temple’s monks?
That thought was quickly dismissed when a wild, arrogant laugh echoed from above.
“Ha ha ha! I didn’t expect to be the first here. It seems this opportunity is destined to be mine!”
A figure soared through the sky, adorned in a white robe embroidered with flames.
Yu Zhao and Long Fei Fei’s eyelids twitched.
Those flame patterns looked awfully familiar.
No, more than familiar—they had just seen them on Zhu Qing’s Storage Pouch.
The man’s identity was obvious.
Long Fei Fei silently thanked her habit of immediately transferring items into her own space and destroying the original pouch. The Divine Transformation cultivator wouldn’t be able to trace her connection to the Heavenly Fire Sect.
But before she could relax, a crushing pressure descended like divine punishment.
Long Fei Fei let out a scream.
Blood mist enveloped her body, her aura fading to near nothingness.
“It was you who stole Zhu Qing’s Storage Pouch.”
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