The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1107 - 604: Using Herself as Bait (Double Rewards Activated, Seeking Pink)

Indeed, just now her master had dragged her behind!

Both sides harbored ill intent; her leap into emptiness was unmistakably a signal to initiate battle. The opportunity was fleeting; Jin Wuhuan’s eyes exploded with a murderous intent. In the next moment, his figure lightly moved, already spanning a distance of fifteen meters, standing in front of Ning Xiaoxian, and before Yu Yingnan’s illusion had fully dissipated, he had already swung his sword towards her chest!

"This woman, what keen observation!" Fairy Han Qiong held a Mirage Pearl in her hand, which she silently put away. The Jiuxiao Sect resides on the sea, occasionally picking a few Mirage Pearls from sea mirages is not an unusual matter. The pearl she used to deceive Ning Xiaoxian was produced by a three-thousand-year-old Mirage Demon; otherwise, it could not simulate the illusion so realistically that even Ning Xiaoxian’s keen insight nearly failed to see through it.

Seeing Jin Wuhuan already attacking, she bit her lip and closely followed. This woman’s origins are unknown, yet she knows they are from the Jiuxiao Sect. There’s no turning back, since the argument’s already broken out, if she isn’t killed today, and she has some formidable entity behind her, the future will be filled with endless troubles.

Although Fairy Han Qiong comes from the Jiuxiao Sect adept in sword artifacts, her divine skills are uniquely hers. The three feet of red silk she uses is crafted from Southern Mountain Heavenly Silk collected over hundreds of years, then using ancient secret methods meticulously forged for one hundred eighty days into ’Heavenly Silk,’ impervious to water and fire, even Quasi-divine Artifacts cannot penetrate it. The silk carries various divine skills, especially the bell at the tip which, when shaken, captivates the soul. Those with weaker wills might see various illusions after hearing it several times.

Ning Xiaoxian laughed loudly, gripping the tusk as she went forward: "Shameless! The heads of Jishi Building and Jiuxiao Sect actually want to team up and kill!" The Nanming Lihuo Sword was near them, yet these people kept her firmly outside, how could she not seethe with rage?

Her laughter was crisp like the clash of Qing porcelain, yet mixed with divine skills; this sentence resonated through most of the seventh floor, naturally heard by every living cultivator.

Jin Wuhuan’s mindset was resolute, naturally not swayed by her words, but Fairy Han Qiong’s heart turned cold: she actually shouted it out! Indeed, they must kill her swiftly; otherwise, if she shouts more, the reputation of Jiuxiao Sect will be tarnished! In her urgency, her spiritual power surged, and the red silk danced like silk and serpent, perfectly forming a series of attacks with Jin Wuhuan’s straightforward and dominant sword intent, combining water and fire.

Ning Xiaoxian’s movement technique was quick and elusive, always evading at critical moments, Jin Wuhuan’s several pursuits were unsuccessful, growing somewhat anxious, secretly driving the Green Rope Sword to attack from behind. But how could Ning Xiaoxian fall for the same trick twice? The next two surprise attacks from the Green Rope Sword were sensed immediately, she instinctively deflected it with her dagger at the last moment. As for Fairy Han Qiong, although her divine skills were bizarre, Ning Xiaoxian’s movements were too fast, subtly restraining her, the red silk chased Ning Xiaoxian but couldn’t even catch her shadow; the follow-up moves couldn’t be executed, leaving her extremely frustrated.

Two cultivators with profound cultivation joining forces in a fierce attack still couldn’t manage her, feeling humiliated.

Yet Ning Xiaoxian wasn’t feeling well herself; normally her Dao Heart was steady, but her Divine Soul was severely injured in the earlier explosion. Now hearing the tinkling sound from Han Qiong’s red silk ringing continuously, it caused irritation in her heart, a dull pain in her brain, involuntarily tasting sweetness in her throat, unable to hold back, a mouthful of fresh blood seeped from the edge of her lips.

Jin Wuhuan and Fairy Han Qiong noticed, feeling assured: So she was indeed injured in the earlier Divine Soul explosion, this makes things easier!

Ning Xiaoxian got enraged from their entanglement. She understood her own predicament, her injuries worsening, her movements becoming more sluggish, she should be lying down properly to handle it, but Jin Wuhuan’s cautious nature had thoroughly realized the thousand-catty force she possesses. Thus, although he attacked fiercely, he didn’t give her the chance for a direct confrontation. Ning Xiaoxian tried to force his sword and dagger to clash several times, but he evaded skillfully.

Among all the Sword Cultivators she encountered, Jin Wuhuan’s sword intent was exceptionally meticulous, leaving no loopholes, establishing a position of invincibility, yet hidden within it was a killing intent. If the opponent made even a single mistake, he could flood into the opening like mercury, leaving them helpless.