The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 983 - 538: Toy_2

This person silently pulled up his junior sister and turned to leave. Although the woman in front was traveling with the Little Evil Star, since she saved him, it seemed she didn’t intend to take their lives.

But before he could take two steps, a clear voice came from behind: "Hold on!"

His steps halted suddenly, bitterness in his heart: "It seems today I’ll have to explain my death here, not knowing if I can send a message to let the people of my sect avenge me before dying." It’s said regular sects light a "soul lamp" for their disciples, but in battles between cultivators, they often won’t give an enemy’s divine soul a chance to escape.

He heard Ning Xiaoxian say: "Your friendship doesn’t seem strong, leaving friends here to die?"

His heart relaxed a bit, though still felt sour, choking on his words: "He, he can’t be saved..."

Ning Xiaoxian transmitted a message to Huangfuming: "Is there really no antidote?"

Huangfuming slightly shook his head.

She sighed softly: "The Grand Dowager’s grand birthday is near, it’s best to avoid bloodshed."

Huangfuming looked at her gentle gaze, his killing intent dissipated more than half, feeling a bit regretful: "She seems to dislike my killing."

Ning Xiaoxian took two steps forward, walking to the injured man’s side, pressed his wound with her finger to observe, then took out an elixir and threw it into his mouth, took out a fine Spirit Grass from her bosom, its roots with small pearl-like beads. She crushed the beads, squeezing the juice onto the wound.

The wound sizzled immediately, as if water about to boil, simultaneously releasing a large amount of white foam. With such a violent pharmacological reaction, the injured nature wouldn’t feel good, suddenly let out a tragic scream, somehow found the strength, rolling and howling in pain!

As a cultivator, to be seen like this by so many mortals was truly humiliating. The female cultivator couldn’t help but tear up, ignoring the other’s obstruction, rushed up to Ning Xiaoxian, pointed at her angrily: "If you want to kill, just kill, why torture him like this!"

Ning Xiaoxian didn’t even bother replying, just kept her head down watching the injured man’s reaction.

The other person understood better, directly pulled his female companion lowly said: "If he wasn’t improving, how would he have the strength to struggle and howl?"

The female cultivator was stunned immediately.

Sure enough, the man on the ground struggled for a while, his cries becoming more vibrant, seemed to recover quickly. Huangfuming, unable to bear it, kicked him hard: "What’s the howl about? This is a dining place; don’t disturb my mood!"

The crowd glared at him angrily. This little red man, didn’t you think about this being a dining place when you were killing people?

Nonetheless, the injured finally opened his eyes, the darkness in Yintang disappeared. His companion rolled up his sleeve, indeed the bruised area had been pressed near the wound, seemingly out of danger, even able to sit up with effort.

Ning Xiaoxian tossed an elixir to the three of them: "Take this three hours later, and any remaining poison will clear."

Huangfuming snorted coldly: "Consider yourselves lucky, my sister’s spiritual medicine, not many in this world can obtain." He kept his wits, didn’t call out Ning Xiaoxian’s last name in public. The person in front was the director of the Hidden Stream Immortal Plant Garden. He thought it was only natural she could cure the yellow snake’s poison.

The three looked at Huangfuming with full resentment, not thanking Ning Xiaoxian either, just picked up the body of their comrade and left dejectedly.

Huangfuming watched them, slightly pouting: "Sister, you let me spare their lives, but they don’t seem grateful, might as well finish them off cleanly!" He didn’t care about their grudge against him, just disliked being glared at.

The three hadn’t gone far when they heard this, their bodies stiffened, then hurried their steps away.

Ning Xiaoxian turned her head, seeing Huangfuming with a smile at the corners of his mouth, watching those three’s awkwardness, knowing he was playing mischief again, just patted his shoulder: "Let’s eat, I’m starving." Huangfuming then stopped, gently petting the little snake on the table, which turned back into a piece of Yellow Paper and was crumpled and tossed away by him. His actions were casual, but now, who would dare underestimate him?

If it were a remote wilderness, she wouldn’t oppose Huangfuming killing them all to silence witnesses. However, with over a hundred mortals witnessing here, would we kill all present too? In this situation, killing those three cultivators wouldn’t make sense either, better not to add more killing sins.

Ning Xiaoxian and Huangfuming changed to another table. Just now, the yellow snake burst from the enemy’s abdomen and injured, spraying blood mist onto the table. Although she cleaned it with the Cleaning Technique, eating at a table stained with human blood was psychologically challenging.

The gods fighting had emptied the snake-skin tent of mortals, only a few dared to peek from afar, leaving the food stalls quiet. The cooks didn’t dare leave, just exchanged looks, on the verge of tears.

Ning Xiaoxian picked up the large silver from the bloody pool, took out a small piece of gold leaf from her bosom, and handed them to a cook in front, smiling: "No need to fear, we’ll leave once we finish eating." She smiled gently, reassuring the cooks, but of course, money was the best reassurance object in this world. Taking the gold and silver, their hands remained trembling, but the big stone in their hearts settled: If gods intended to kill us, why leave silver?

Huangfuming apparently had frequented here, fluently reciting the dish names immediately. The money Ning Xiaoxian gave was enough to eat here a hundred times, so the cook swiftly went to handle it.

First served were two plates of cold dishes. The cold dishes’ ingredients must be cheap yet delicious, so among them was surprisingly a dish with prepared Balanidae. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)