novelraw Chapter 104 : Qin Wuyan and the Others Depart
Chapter 104 : Qin Wuyan and the Others Depart
“Bang!” A deafening crash shook heaven and earth.
A streak of azure sword light fell like thunder, slamming heavily onto the skull.
The blade sliced into the bone seam, producing a wet *puchi puchi* sound.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the skull’s surface as the surrounding black mist abruptly dispersed by thirty percent.
Lu Xueqi’s immortal sword flowed with a cold blue radiance, its tip dripping black blood that turned into green smoke midair.
With this strike, the skull’s power instantly weakened.
Moreover, upon that sword light lingered a terrifying devouring force. In the blink of an eye, it absorbed a portion of the power Ancestor Duanmu had infused into the skull. The sword body grew increasingly radiant, faintly exuding a suction that seemed capable of swallowing all things.
With a light twist of her wrist, Lu Xueqi unleashed an even stronger azure brilliance from her sword.
Before Ancestor Duanmu’s horrified eyes, the skull—into which he had poured over half his cultivation—exploded with a thunderous bang!
A terrifying backlash force surged like a tidal wave back into his body.
Ancestor Duanmu suddenly spat a mouthful of blood, staggering backward several steps.
“It’s you!”
He lifted his eyes toward the void, his voice filled with disbelief and dread.
Never had he expected that this peerlessly beautiful woman of the Qingyun Sect had actually survived under the pursuit of that mighty expert.
Lu Xueqi’s expression remained as cold as frost, her sword tip pointing toward him: “Ancestor Duanmu, it has been a while.”
“Damn it, why are you still not dead!” Ancestor Duanmu cursed inwardly, yet dared not reveal the slightest trace of it.
At this moment, his five viscera churned violently as if boiling, his qi and blood reversed, and the *Ten Thousand Souls Banner* in his hand trembled violently, emitting waves of ghostly wails and shrieks.
The commotion on this side made Fa Xiang, who had originally closed his eyes awaiting death, suddenly open them wide.
The instinct to survive snapped him awake on the edge of life and death. Struggling to his feet, he looked toward that moon-white figure in the sky.
At once, he knew he was saved.
Enduring the agony tearing through his body, he forced himself to stand upright. He clasped his hands in a weak salute toward Lu Xueqi and said: “Many thanks, Fairy, for saving my life.”
“There’s no need for courtesy.” Lu Xueqi gave him a glance, her tone indifferent. “As we are both of the righteous path, it is only natural to lend aid.”
In truth, she had long been lurking at the edge of the battlefield.
It was only because she could not discern whether Fa Xiang was a transmigrator, nor whether he possessed hidden trump cards, that she had delayed her action.
Now, having confirmed he was indeed a native of this original world—though his cultivation had advanced swiftly due to some fortuitous encounter—he posed no threat to her.
Ancestor Duanmu gripped the *Ten Thousand Souls Banner* tightly, his expression unusually grim.
He knew well that he was now gravely wounded, having already exhausted a great deal of cultivation in his battle with Fa Xiang. If he forced himself to fight again, even if he unleashed his hidden trump card, it would be difficult to contend with Lu Xueqi.
Though he still had life-preserving means, he had no confidence in defeating the woman before him. Thus, he hesitated, uncertain whether to strike again.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield below, Qin Wuyan’s expression also turned slightly unsightly.
The victory that had been within their grasp was now completely overturned by Lu Xueqi’s arrival.
If only Ancestor Duanmu had slain Fa Xiang moments earlier, and then joined them in support, together they could have swiftly annihilated all these disciples of the righteous path.
But with Lu Xueqi’s sudden appearance, he knew their chance was lost.
Her strength was formidable, no weaker than Ancestor Duanmu’s.
Now that Ancestor Duanmu was injured, if they dared to continue fighting, they would likely be in grave danger.
Sensing the situation turning against him, Qin Wuyan suddenly erupted with force. Poisonous mists surged around his body as he struck out with a palm, instantly forcing Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu back, breaking free from their pincer attack.
In a flash, his figure darted toward Ancestor Duanmu.
Seeing this, the Bloodsucking Old Demon instantly understood. He knew Qin Wuyan was preparing to escape.
His blood energy erupted madly, transforming into countless blood-colored wraiths that lunged at Fa Shan and the others.
Amidst the piercing ghostly howls, Fa Shan and his companions were instantly forced back.
Taking advantage of the opening, the Bloodsucking Old Demon soared into the sky, joining Qin Wuyan and Ancestor Duanmu.
The three of them regrouped, standing together with grim expressions as they stared at Lu Xueqi opposite them.
At the same time, Fa Shan, Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, and the others quickly flew to Lu Xueqi’s side, forming a defensive formation.
Six pairs of eyes locked firmly onto the three Demonic Sect members.
Breaking the tense silence, Qin Wuyan spoke first in a deep voice: “Fairy Lu, I did not expect we would meet again.”
Lu Xueqi’s face remained cold, her tone steady: “So, you are Qin Wuyan of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Your life is indeed hardy—you are still not dead.”
Hearing this, Qin Wuyan did not grow angry. Instead, he gave a mocking laugh: “Since Fairy Lu still lives, how could I dare depart ahead of you?”
He then swept his gaze around the battlefield before changing the subject: “Fairy Lu, as I see it, our strengths are evenly matched now. To continue fighting would only lead to mutual destruction. Why not let matters rest here?”
Lu Xueqi’s frosty eyes swept across everyone present before she said: “If you still wish for battle, I will certainly accompany you to the end.”
Qin Wuyan, however, shook his head: “Why go so far? Mutual destruction benefits no one. Besides, we are all here to explore Kong Sang Mountain. There will be plenty of chances in the future.”
Lu Xueqi cast a glance at the injured Fa Xiang and saw that he was gravely wounded, no longer possessing any combat strength.
Thus, she gave a slight nod. “Very well.”
“Go!”
Qin Wuyan no longer hesitated.
With a wave of his right hand, he took Ancestor Duanmu and the Bloodsucking Old Demon with him, the three of them turning into black shadows as they flew deeper into Kong Sang Mountain.
In his heart, he calculated: ‘This place belonged to the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall. The old leader has already gathered many forces. Once I find the Heavenly Tome, it will not be too late to unite hundreds to besiege the righteous path.’
Qi Hao, watching the demonic cultivators retreat, could not help but ask: “Junior Sister Lu, are we truly not giving chase?”
Lu Xueqi shook her head. “Our strengths are evenly matched now. A fight to the death is pointless. Preserve our strength and wait until we enter Kong Sang Mountain.”
Just then, Lu Xueqi suddenly felt a searing gaze fixed upon her.
Startled for a brief moment, she turned her head, only to see Li Xun of Burning Incense Valley staring intently at her. His eyes brimmed with desire, nearly overflowing.
Seeing this, how could Lu Xueqi not know what intent Li Xun harbored? She gave a cold snort, and in an instant, an invisible sound wave burst forth.
Li Xun’s head felt as if it were splitting open, and he woke up as though from a dream.
Only then did he realize his loss of composure. Hastily, he bowed and said: “Li Xun of Burning Incense Valley greets this Senior Sister.”
Lu Xueqi ignored him entirely. Riding her sword, she flew straight toward the depths of Kong Sang Mountain.
Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu both cast scornful glares at Li Xun.
‘A toad like you wanting to eat swan meat—courting death.’
They even felt a killing intent stir within them, thinking it best to find a chance to eliminate him.
At this moment, Fa Xiang’s aura was faint. With Fa Shan’s support, he managed to stand.
Looking toward the direction Lu Xueqi had departed, he could not help but instruct his junior brother to pursue.
Though Fa Xiang knew well that his injuries were severe and in dire need of rest, as one of the righteous path, how could he leave alone?
At last, he exchanged a glance with Fa Shan, gritted his teeth, and gave chase.
Li Xun and Yan Hong also did not linger. They hurried after as well, their gazes along the way frequently falling upon Lu Xueqi.
It was as if they sought to etch that peerless figure firmly into their hearts. Never before had they seen such a woman of unrivaled beauty.
Before long, the group arrived at a cave before Kong Sang Mountain.
Lu Xueqi briefly extended her senses and immediately knew that Qin Wuyan and the others had already entered.
Yet she did not act rashly. Zhang Xiaofan had yet to arrive, and Fa Xiang was still gravely injured. If they barged in recklessly now, unforeseen mishaps might arise.