novelraw Chapter 982 - 538: Toy
Chapter 982 - 538: Toy
Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes flickered. She understood clearly: the cultivator who came to capture Huangfuming had protective Gang Qi, yet this little snake charged forward as if unimpeded, biting its target directly. Truly strange indeed.
The cultivator grunted, reaching out with a magic artifact to sever the snake’s body. However, the yellow snake released its bite upon hitting its mark, slithered back to the table, and coiled up again, with its head still raised high. Its cold and merciless snake eyes roved over the remaining two people. The unlucky one who was bitten fell silently to the ground, while the other two quickly rushed to support him and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the wound on his wrist.
At this, the audience let out a collective gasp. In less than the span of one breath, the wound had swelled like a steamed bun, with a patch of purplish-blue spreading up the arm at a speed visible to the naked eye. If it reached the heart, it was clear to all that this fellow’s life would be forfeit.
No one could have imagined that such a delicate, jade-carved child would suddenly erupt with violence over a disagreement!
In just a few breaths, four cultivators suffered one death and one injury, yet Huangfuming himself never moved; he merely tossed out a toy-like paper snake.
The yellow snake on the table still eyed them covetously, with a woman standing behind Huangfuming, her origins unknown. The remaining man and woman dared not make any rash moves. Instead, they supported their injured companion and fed him some elixirs. The companion who had the snake plunged into his body lay unmoving on the ground. His cultivation had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Stage, and with the snake exploding within him, he was unquestionably dead. The injured one finally let out a faint groan, but the poison wound did not improve. After taking several elixirs, the patch of purplish-blue on his arm seemed to grow even faster as if injected with adrenaline.
For cultivators, mortal toxins are rarely a threat, substances like arsenic could not harm their bodies. Yet, this was their first encounter with such a fierce poison, penetrating flesh and bone so aggressively. Apparently, the bonds among these four were deep, and the female cultivator, eyes welling with tears, could no longer hold back and pleaded with Huangfuming, "We... we will leave. Please, help him with an antidote!"
But Huangfuming curled his lips and said, "My snake only kills, not harms, and there is no antidote." As he gestured, the yellow snake suddenly perked up, hissing as if searching for the next opportunity to strike.
This Little Evil Star seemingly intended to kill them all! The remaining pair, both enraged and shocked, realized that if they could not fight back, they would die here. Reluctantly, they took out their magic artifacts, and the man flung a streak of silver light straight at Huangfuming’s face.
This strike was charged with all his spiritual power, swift, accurate, and fierce, disregarding that the little snake was already lunging towards him. He was determined—knowing that dragging on would mean certain death, he steeled himself for a life-for-life tactic! If he could kill this little ghost, at least his junior sister might have a chance to escape.
In the blink of an eye, he had calculated it all, evidently quite sharp and had pinpointed Huangfuming’s weakness. Though Huangfuming’s magic was strange, ultimately, he was only at the late Foundation Establishment Stage, with cultivation far inferior to those before him.
The streak of silver light was already upon him, and his hand barely raised; he wasn’t sure if he could fend it off. Yet, Huangfuming felt quite secure because he knew he would be unharmed.
Indeed, a slender white hand suddenly appeared before him, intercepting the silver light with nothing more than a gentle press, dissolving the ferocity of the attack into thin air. Then, she grabbed the silver light and flung it back even faster than before. It returned just in time before the little snake could leap onto the man, striking the snake far away with a cracking sound.
In the field, movements were swift as lightning. From the moment the man unleashed the silver light, attacking Huangfuming, and the little snake flew towards him, to Ning Xiaoxian’s interception and reversal of the silver light, knocking away the snake and saving him—all happened in the blink of an eye. Only then did people see clearly that the silver light was actually a spindle, pointed at both ends, with a bulging middle section.
The wharf, once bustling with activity, became so quiet since the fight began that one could hear a pin drop. The onlookers, unaware of the truth, felt unaffected. However, the cultivator who narrowly escaped from the snake’s mouth felt cold sweat almost break out on his back. This woman’s moves were precise and quick! She hadn’t even used any divine skills—just her eyesight and speed surpassed theirs significantly.
An expert’s single move reveals the truth. If earlier there was a glimmer of hope, now his heart was ashen, as he acknowledged the formidable cultivation of the person in front of him, who with a flick of the wrist could crush them like ants.