A village youth named Lin Xiaofei possesses a Space Pearl, which contains an acre of land inside it that he uses to grow spiritual herbs.
With the spiritual land at hand and spiritual herbs i...
"Peak Master Zhou, for my sake, how about letting young friend Lin go today?"
Nodding, Huang Shuixian stepped forward to Lin Xiaofei's side, making a gesture as if she wanted to lend him a hand, and then said to Zhou Feilong.
"Huang Shuixian, you..."
Seeing this, Zhou Feilong's eyes turned cold. He gritted his teeth, thinking that he had been unable to defeat Lin Xiaofei for so long. If Huang Shuixian came to cause trouble, it would be even more impossible to kill Lin Xiaofei.
The thought flashed through his mind, and he glanced at the daffodils again, then said loudly:
"Alright, then for Junior Sister Huang's sake, we'll let him off this time."
With that, he turned around, took a step, and leaped away like an eagle soaring through the air, treading on the branches and leaves of the forest and quickly disappearing into the snowy woods.
"We're finally saved."
Seeing Zhou Feilong's figure disappear, Lin Xiaofei sighed and put away the Golden Mountain Seal.
This time, they rushed out from the top of Snow Mist Mountain, thinking they had shaken off Zhou Feilong. But unexpectedly, the other party's subordinates had set up a formation along the way, which led to their desperate escape and resistance.
In the end, if it weren't for Huang Shuixian's arrival, he really wanted to hide in the spatial bead immediately. However, in order to avoid the other party discovering his secret, he hesitated to hide in the spatial bead.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiaofei realized that he had less than one-tenth of the spiritual energy left in his body.
"Maintaining the Golden Mountain Seal with all my might is still a bit of a struggle. If it weren't for the many spiritual plants in the spatial pearl that I could consume, I really wouldn't have been able to withstand Zhou Feilong's terrifying mountain-turning demonic hand."
Lin Xiaofei thought to himself, and then thought to himself:
This time, I tried the Ten-Mile Escape Technique multiple times. Although it tested its power, it consumed a considerable amount of spiritual plants and spirit stones.
His eyes flashed as he glanced at the spiritual plants growing inside the spatial bead. He noticed that a large number of low-level spiritual herbs had been eaten, leaving half of them. He immediately felt a little regretful.
Originally, more than 8,000 low-grade spiritual herbs were planted, but only about 4,000 remain.
However, upon further reflection, he realized that if he hadn't consumed these spiritual herbs, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Zhou Feilong's attacks.
"Although I consumed too many spiritual herbs, I unexpectedly managed to break through the bottleneck again under Zhou Feilong's fierce attack."
Now, regarding the remaining bottleneck, I have a feeling that as long as my spiritual energy is sufficient, I have a good chance of breaking through it and becoming a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
With a thought, Lin Xiaofei felt that his aura was stronger than before.
Suddenly, the large amount of spiritual herbs consumed this time no longer felt like a waste.
call!
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Huang Shuixian came to Lin Xiaofei. Seeing that Lin Xiaofei's clothes were disheveled but he was not injured, she said:
"Young friend Lin, why are you fighting with Zhou Feilong?"
"Thank you very much for your help, Senior Huang."
As for why I fought with Zhou Feilong, perhaps it was because I obtained a 480-year-old blood ginseng before him at the top of Snow Mist Mountain, which is why he relentlessly pursued me.
Furthermore, judging from Zhou Feilong's tone, he said he wanted to kill me in exchange for his son's life.
Lin Xiaofei thought for a moment and felt there was nothing to hide, so he spoke directly.
"A blood ginseng that is 480 years old?"
Huang Shuixian exclaimed in surprise, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke again:
Young friend Lin, you are really lucky to have obtained a 480-year-old blood ginseng. If it were me, I would probably try to catch up with you, especially since Zhou Feilong is already quite domineering.
However, Zhou Feilong said, "Give me back my son's life! Did you kill his son?"
As she spoke, Huang Shuixian's eyes showed a look of doubt.
“I don’t even know who his son is, how could I possibly kill his son?”
Oh, right, Zhou Feilong also said I stole his Mountain-Turning Demon Palm technique and wanted to kill me too.
Lin Xiaofei sighed and said.
Huang Shuixian nodded and said,
I understand why Zhou Feilong was chasing you.
The Mountain-Turning Demon Palm was obtained by Zhou Feilong from the tomb of a Golden Core cultivator. To this day, he has only taught it to a few people loyal to him. Since you know the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm, he must suspect that you killed his people to obtain it.
Also, I heard that Zhou Feilong's son, Zhou Xingdao, has been traveling for several months and has not returned yet.
And since you possess the ability to traverse mountains and possess demonic powers, he might suspect that you killed Zhou Xingdao, and naturally he wouldn't let you go.
Add to that a hundred-year-old blood ginseng, and I'll kill you.
"This Mountain-Turning Demon Palm is a spell that I accidentally obtained from a corpse."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaofei was startled, but he pretended to be calm and said in a half-joking tone.
He dared not admit that he obtained the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm from Zhou Xingdao; otherwise, if this were to spread, many people would believe that he killed Zhou Xingdao and thus obtained the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm.
"Young friend Lin, I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky."
Huang Shuixian said it casually.
"What do you mean?" Lin Xiaofei asked, taken aback.
"You're lucky, you've obtained a powerful spell."
This Mountain-Turning Demon Palm is divided into three volumes: Upper, Middle, and Lower. They are Mountain-Turning Demon Palm, Mountain-Turning Demon Body, and Mountain-Turning Spiritual Technique. Among them, if one cultivates the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm to a certain level during the Foundation Establishment stage, it can be comparable to the full-force attack of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, or even stronger.
Such powerful magic is not something everyone can obtain.
That's why I said you're lucky.
However, you just happened to run into Zhou Feilong. Zhou Feilong has been cultivating the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm for many years, and his strength ranks among the top five in the Loose Cultivator Alliance. If he wants to kill you, it will be very difficult for you to escape.
Therefore, I'm saying you're unlucky.
As she spoke, Huang Shuixian sighed and then said, "
Fortunately, Zhou Feilong let you go today.
Nodding and thinking it over carefully, Lin Xiaofei finally understood that Zhou Feilong was holding him responsible because his son had been away for several months and had not returned.
This time, being hunted down was somewhat unjust.
However, things had already come to this point; the other party had already decided to kill him, and there was no way to undo the damage. Moreover, he had learned the other party's "Mountain-Climbing Demon Palm" technique.
He knew that the other party was even less likely to let him go.
After thinking it through, a cold glint flashed in Lin Xiaofei's eyes. If he didn't kill the other party, he would likely be intercepted by Zhou Feilong when he left the mountain.
Seeing Lin Xiaofei's silence, Huang Shuixian comforted him:
Zhou Feilong has already left, so don't worry. As long as you return to the sect, Zhou Feilong will be more cautious and won't dare to make a move within the sect easily.
"I should also hurry on my way back to my clan. You don't seem to be injured, so I won't escort you back to the mountain gate."
Lin Xiaofei snapped out of his daze, smiled, and said:
"I apologize for delaying Senior Huang's journey, but I still want to thank you for your kind assistance."