The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 989 - 541: If No One Has Any Shame, Then So Be It (Part 2)

She turned her head to look at him, and in that instant, he saw a sharp glint flash in her eyes. On the night of the Hidden Stream surprise attack, her eyes also flashed with such a killing aura. Huangfuming knew she was about to make a move, and his blood surged all over his body. Just then, he received a transmission from Ning Xiaoxian: "Come behind me."

They had already jumped off their mount. Huangfuming walked to her side, and Ning Xiaoxian grabbed his hand.

A warm body temperature was transmitted over, making Huangfuming momentarily stunned. Then he felt something smooth and long, like a snake, slide from her sleeve, entwining his arm, then ascending along it to protectively cover his body.

What is this? He thought for a moment and remembered the vine Ning Xiaoxian frequently used. It turned out she was placing it on him to protect him.

Their sleeves were wide, and the Devouring Demon Vine Meat Ball shrunk very small, so this exchange did not reveal any flaws. Ning Xiaoxian protected him behind her and smiled at the Bitter Old Woman: "If that’s the case, there’s nothing more to talk about..." Before she could finish her words, she had already pounced.

If a fight must happen, then strike first to gain the upper hand.

The Bitter Old Woman did not expect that she would still be holding Huangfuming’s hand one second and then swoop in the next. The distance between them was less than seven meters (two zhang), and for Ning Xiaoxian, this distance was negligible under her explosive power, reaching the four people almost instantaneously.

Though startled, the Bitter Old Woman remained calm. Her action was straightforward; she just lifted the Dragon Head Staff and struck it heavily on the ground!

With a "thud" that seemed to emanate from the depths of the earth, with this Dragon Head Staff as the center, an invisible wave howled out in all directions. Ning Xiaoxian and Huangfuming felt as if their hearts had been struck by a giant hammer, causing indescribable pain, and they almost wanted to spit out blood from the pressure. Their actions involuntarily paused.

Taking advantage of this precious moment, the Bitter Old Woman’s staff opened its dragon head, and countless flames spurted from it. Ning Xiaoxian didn’t care about this; little did she know that after the flames erupted, they dispersed into countless fire birds, all targeting her, recklessly crashing towards her, launching a suicidal attack. However, her alchemy fire was the Mysterious Netherworld Divine Fire, fearless of this level of flame, so when they hit her Protective Gang Qi, they all vanished into nothing.

That earlier tremor was an indiscriminate sonic attack! Ning Xiaoxian feared this the most. With her cultivation, this sound wave could only stop her for a brief moment, but what about Huangfuming behind her? She was extremely furious, and as she flicked her sleeve towards the Bitter Old Woman, a silver light shot out. Without looking at the Bitter Old Woman again, she directly aimed at the three people behind her.

Since this old hag is shameless, then we all might as well be shameless!

This woman was indeed employing an exchange strategy, going to kill her juniors! The Bitter Old Woman was greatly alarmed and was about to stop her when the silver light approaching her accelerated, transforming its shape in mid-air. Suddenly, a thin spike appeared out of thin air, aiming for her pupil.

This silver light was none other than the liquid gold monster Faceless. He was thrown out by Ning Xiaoxian with the sole task of entangling the Bitter Old Woman, waiting for his mistress to kill those three before coming back to deal with the old hag!

With such a needle-like silver glow aimed at her, the Bitter Old Woman seemed to have intense stabs in her mind. "What a terrifying sword light!"

When something is coming at one’s eyes, the instinctive reaction is to close them. The Bitter Old Woman instinctively shut her eyes, her hand movements paused immediately, and she thought to herself, "Not good!" Precious time had slipped away.

Ning Xiaoxian had already pounced on the three people. Knowing this would happen, she should have killed these three at the dock, avoiding this entanglement now. She castigated herself for being too soft-hearted, even as her dagger reached out.

These three cultivators who haven’t even reached the Nascent Soul Stage were naturally no match for her in a single clash. Their Protective Gang Qi had just arisen and was pierced through effortlessly along with their bodies. With such a tremendous power difference, all skills and divine abilities were futile. She swiftly killed two of them, and the remaining woman was so terrified that she turned to flee. She hadn’t run more than a couple of steps before she screamed, then collapsed on the ground.

Looking down, Ning Xiaoxian saw a yellow snake shadow flicker past the hem of this woman’s lake silk-green dress.

Called forth by Huangfuming, the Viper!

Relief welled up in her heart, finally giving her a moment to turn and glance back. She saw Huangfuming surrounded by a faint cyan glow, his big eyes swirling as he watched the battle, appearing unharmed. The earlier shock from the Bitter Old Woman was probably absorbed by his protective magic tool.

Ning Xiaoxian heaved a sigh of relief. Yes, this guy is the apple of the Mirror Sea King’s eye, so much so that they are afraid he’d melt in their mouth; surely, he was carrying precious treasures. Even if he can’t harm others, hurting him is not easy.

This made sense; otherwise, Dian Qingyue wouldn’t be so careless, daring to let him wander around freely.

Having reassured herself, she spun and joined the battle with Faceless.

The Bitter Old Woman was being tangled up by Faceless, unable to extricate herself. Seeing the three juniors die at her feet in an instant, she was both shocked and furious. The moment Ning Xiaoxian turned, the Tusk slashed toward her chest, as fast as Faceless. The Bitter Old Woman barely parried one move, immediately feeling an enormous force upon her, involuntarily spitting a mouthful of blood, her arm and hand bones fracturing together, nearly losing grip of her Dragon Head Staff.

She is a human cultivator, how could she compete in strength against Ning Xiaoxian, who possesses tens of thousands of pounds of Giant Strength as a demon cultivator? Looking at these two enemies before her, one with elusive speed and the other with overwhelming strength, despite her lifetime of battle experience, she knew this deadly feud was inevitably concluded. This woman’s ruthless attack eclipsed her in cultivation faintly, aided by this strange silver creature. Continuing to fight would likely spell her doom. (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)