As the Sect Master, I Want to Find a Partner

After transmigrating to a Xianxia world, he lived a fulfilling life for five hundred years.

He established a sect and became an Immortal.

He fought against the Great Sage of the demon r...

Chapter 44 The Great Art of Fragmentation

Inside the side hall, the crane lantern burned quietly, and the human and the demon gazed at each other silently.

Meng Ji stood to the side, his eyes changing into vertical pupils.

When a demon in human form mobilizes its demonic power, it inevitably causes some changes to its body.

Xiao Mingmu, on the other end, still had a smile on his face, even though one of his hands was bleeding.

"Okay, you're more troublesome than I thought."

Xiao Mingmu shrugged, his tone somewhat helpless.

It was indeed troublesome. Originally, Xiao Mingmu planned to deal with Meng Ji secretly, without using magic or supernatural powers, without making a big fuss, and without alerting others.

But now it seems he has to use some magic.

After all, Xiao Mingmu's main focus was not on physical strength, but on magical techniques.

"It's a pity about this side hall."

Then Xiao Mingmu raised his wide sleeve, and a jade slip flew out from the sleeve and spread out in the air.

This jade slip is made of white jade and consists of thirty-six pieces, each with strange patterns drawn on it.

As soon as the jade slip was produced, the spiritual energy in the entire side hall began to fluctuate.

Meng Ji took a half step back, looking at Xiao Mingmu with some apprehension, and said, "So you really aren't a body cultivator. Why is your physique so solid when you're supposed to be a magic user?"

"How could it be a pity?" Xiao Mingmu stretched out his hand, controlling the jade slip remotely. "My senior brother said that those who cultivate magic should engage in close combat. Without some physical strength, how can one fight in close combat?"

"You're more troublesome than I thought."

"I said that first."

Inside the side hall, Xiao Mingmu waved his hand, and the jade slip in front of him suddenly scattered, with thirty-six jade pieces floating in the air, forming a small circle.

Xiao Mingmu is located in the center of this circle.

"fire."

Xiao Mingmu murmured a command and pointed at the burning crane lamp.

The flame in the lamp shot up high, then burst out of the lamp, passed through the circle formed by the jade pieces, and gathered in front of Xiao Mingmu's fingertips.

"go."

With a bang, the flames burst out of the circle formed by the jade pieces and burned towards Mengji.

The moment it went outside the circle, the small flame suddenly grew more than a hundred times larger, almost covering the entire side hall.

Inside the hall, everything was a vibrant orange-red.

From outside the palace, billowing black smoke could be seen.

Xiao Mingmu stood still, surrounded by jade pieces that protected him from the flames.

Surrounded by flames, Xiao Ming's eyes widened slightly.

His eyes reflected a raging fire, but there was only fire, no sign of Meng Ji.

What happened to him? Was he burned to death? Burned to ashes?

Ha, impossible, that's a demon king at the Dao Integration Realm.

"Ding~ Ping~"

A metallic clanging sound came from behind Xiao Mingmu.

Upon hearing the sound, I dared not be careless and immediately turned around to look.

Then you see Meng Ji, his body covered in charred soot, standing to one side, the flames around him extinguished.

At this moment, he was reaching forward to grab something, but he was stopped by the jade pieces surrounding Xiao Mingmu when he had only grabbed half of it.

The hand rubbed against the jade piece, sending sparks flying.

"That annoying, broken jade slip."

Meng Ji withdrew his hand, his vertical pupils fixed on Xiao Mingmu.

“This is not a broken jade slip.” Xiao Mingmu waved his hand and summoned a piece of jade, saying, “This is called a Daoist Jade Slip, and it is a very useful magic weapon.”

After saying that, Xiao Mingmu raised his chin again and said with a provocative smile, "You can't break this good thing."

"You're really annoying, especially when you're smiling."

Meng Ji stepped back, and his hands began to change, with long fingernails growing from his fingertips. Then, carrying a lot of demonic energy, he rushed towards Xiao Mingmu.

Seeing this, Xiao Mingmu stopped laughing and became serious, activating the jade slips around him, which immediately sparked a burst of inspiration.

In the sea of ​​fire, spiritual light and demonic energy collided.

......

"Senior Brother, look there!"

Upon returning to the sect, Yan Zheng, who had just disembarked from the cloud boat, pointed at the Beidou Palace complex and then hurriedly called out to Wu Er.

One could see a corner of the Beidou Palace complex engulfed in flames, billowing thick black smoke.

Wu Er, who was standing to the side, looked up and saw it too, and his expression immediately changed.

"That place is a side hall where official business is conducted openly!"

Wu Er felt angry, and his expression became somewhat frightening.

Yan Zheng, who was standing to the side, also found Wu Er's appearance terrifying and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Ha, you've got some nerve. Let me see who dares to touch my junior brother?"

After saying a cold sentence, Wu Er waved his hand across his face, and a cloud of mist shrouded his face, making it impossible for others to see his expression.

Then, Wu Er took another small step forward.

This step distorted the surrounding world.

With just one step, Wu Er arrived in front of the side hall that was burning with flames.

Upon arriving at the location, a wave of energy surged forth, accompanied by a loud "boom," causing the burning side hall to collapse and sending up a cloud of smoke and dust.

A figure emerged from the smoke and dust.

He wore a short-sleeved shirt and had an ordinary face.

It wasn't Xiao Mingmu, it was Meng Ji.

Seeing this scene, the mist shrouding Wu Er's face began to ripple.

As Meng Ji emerged from the smoke and dust, he immediately spotted Wu Er. Sensing the aura emanating from Wu Er, he couldn't help but bare his sharp teeth.

Then he whispered, "You are Wu..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a "bang".

Upon hearing this sound, Meng Ji felt his mind go blank.

After regaining his senses, he felt a sense of weightlessness. Looking down slightly, he realized that he was now in the sky, and getting farther and farther away from the ground.

In the sky? Weren't we just on the ground?

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