Chapter 100 It's only been a few days, why is it so bad?

"elder brother!"

Murong Xiao's breathing quickened instantly, and he clung tightly to Tu Shanche's arm. "I'll go with you!"

Tu Shanche's eyes sharpened. Faced with such a crucial matter, his inherent decisiveness instantly overwhelmed all gentleness and indulgence.

"No."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority. Then, with a seemingly casual flick of his wrist, a gentle yet overwhelming force instantly spread out.

Murong Xiao felt as if the arm he was clinging to was coated with oil, making it impossible to hold on. He was then firmly pushed back into the chair by that force.

The next moment, Tu Shanche's figure transformed into a cold, moonlit radiance and disappeared into the vast night.

"elder brother--!"

"Stop right there!"

Shen Zhaozhao reacted quickly, grabbing the little brat by the back of his collar and shoving him back into his chair. Her voice was rapid and urgent, "Calm down! With your meager early Foundation Establishment cultivation, what good will you do?! Be a burden to your brother?!"

"If you really don't want to distract your brother, just stay put and protect yourself first—"

Shen Zhaozhao's reprimand came to an abrupt halt.

In that instant, Qin Zhenzhen's gentle and delicate face suddenly turned cold!

"careful!"

She gave a low shout, flicked her sleeve, and an extremely complex silver-purple array instantly lit up in her palm!

Buzz—

With a deep hum, a strangely shaped umbrella with dark purple lightning patterns flowing all over its body suddenly opened above her head!

Qin Zhenzhen's Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella is made up of countless fine, scale-like deep purple crystals. Each crystal seems to contain a tiny arc of electricity. When activated, the entire umbrella instantly bursts out with dazzling lightning, forming a condensed lightning barrier!

Bang!

Almost at the same instant the lightning barrier opened, a swirling mass of dense black energy slammed into the barrier!

The demon seemed surprised that its sure-fire attack had been blocked, and let out a startled hiss amidst the churning black energy.

"Little Yellow!"

Shen Zhaozhao reacted even faster. Before Qin Zhenzhen could speak, she drew the Zixiao Sword from her waist. The deep purple blade crackled with lightning and emitted a clear, melodious sword cry.

"Woof!"

The little yellow creature in the corner revealed its true form. Before Shen Zhaozhao could finish speaking, it had already transformed into a golden lightning bolt, carrying a fierce protectiveness towards its master, and rushed straight towards the black mist!

The target was precise—the area where the demonic energy was most concentrated and subtly formed around the neck!

"roar?!"

The demon was still reeling from the shock of the lightning barrier, its demonic energy surging, when it suddenly felt a foul stench and a sharp pain shot through its neck!

It instinctively tried to shake off the thing around its neck and gather demonic energy to fight back—

Whoosh!

A condensed purple sword light, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, followed closely behind!

The timing was impeccable.

"Pfft!"

The sword light pierced into the demon's center, which was formed from black energy and was not yet fully formed, without any hindrance. The thunderous power contained in the Purple Cloud Sword erupted instantly!

The dense black mist didn't even have time to struggle before it was completely wiped out from the inside out by the violent lightning power, accompanied by a muffled explosion.

Black smoke dissipated, leaving only a few wisps of charred demonic remnants. The whole process was as fast as lightning, from the demon's sneak attack to being reduced to ashes, it only took two or three breaths.

Murong Xiao watched as his two senior sisters and a weasel spirit coordinated their actions so smoothly that they didn't even let the other side utter a harsh word. The anxiety on his little face was instantly replaced by great shock.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Yes... that's all the cultivation he has...

If he had recklessly chased after his brother just now, not only would he have been unable to help, but encountering such a monster would likely have distracted his brother from rescuing him...

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions and the stinging in his eyes, his voice carrying an unprecedented calmness and urgency.

"Senior sister, Lingzhou is suppressed by the laws of Heaven. My brother, as a demon immortal from the upper realm, cannot freely unleash his full power in the lower realm!"

"He must have gone to check and repair the damaged ley lines, but before my brother finishes repairing them, these leaked demons will definitely take the opportunity to wreak havoc!"

"That demonic energy was terrifyingly thick; there's no way only a few could have leaked in. We must notify all cultivators in Liuyunchuan, especially the Nascent Soul stage elders, to join forces against the enemy! Otherwise—"

Murong Xiao's analysis was clear and logical, with a specific focus, indicating that he had truly calmed down.

A hint of relief flashed across Shen Zhaozhao's eyes. She was about to praise the little brat for actually becoming successful when the space suddenly distorted just a few feet away from their window.

A figure dressed in a dark brocade robe with subtle patterns, with an excessively cold and pale face, yet a hint of a playful smile on his lips, floated there silently, as if emerging from an ink painting.

The man's deep gaze, like a cold, venomous snake, slowly swept over everyone in the room, finally landing precisely on Murong Xiao's small face, which had instantly lost all color.

"Oh."

A soft, chilling laugh, tinged with malice and mockery, echoed through the deathly still night: "Isn't this Mingxiao? How come you've gotten so sluggish after just a few days?"

Murong Xiao suddenly looked up and saw that pale and sinister face. The last bit of color in his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a poisonous hatred.

"Crimson Nightmare!"

These two words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth: Young Lord of the Bone-Eating Abyss!

This bastard is a lawless second-generation demon who relies on his father being a demon general under Ye Wushang who commands the demon army. What's even more hateful is that his brother was seriously injured several times because of this person!

Murong Xiao's heart pounded wildly. This person... was definitely not someone that Senior Sister Shen and Senior Sister Zhenzhen could handle.

Almost instinctively, he lunged forward, shielding Shen Zhaozhao and Qin Zhenzhen, and whispered to Shen Zhaozhao, "Senior Sister, I'll hold him off... You two take this opportunity to find my brother and reunite. He knows I'm the son of the Immortal Emperor, so he won't dare to really kill me. After all, I'm more useful to him alive than dead..."

Shen Zhaozhao glared at him: "If you fall into the hands of the demons, how am I supposed to explain this to your brother? What if he really throws you into a brothel to sell yourself? Wouldn't your brother expose me?"

Murong Xiao's face was full of anxiety, as if asking, "Then what do you suggest we do?" "What else can we do? This is the young master of the Bone-Eating Abyss, even my brother..."

"Who says that if it takes time, you have to do it?"

Shen Zhaozhao interrupted him, quickly glancing at Chi Yan, who seemed to be playing cat and mouse: "Is it enough to just stall until your brother repairs the Earth Vein Spirit Pivot?"

Murong Xiao paused for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes, the Heavenly Dao rules of Lingzhou suppress the cultivation of demonic cultivators in Lingzhou as long as the earth veins and spiritual cores are stable. No matter how arrogant Chi Yan is, he will not dare to withstand the backlash of the Heavenly Dao."

Shen Zhaozhao lowered her eyes, a dangerously calculating glint flashing in them: "Your so-called Immortal Venerable... the Demon Clan knows about the defilement he suffered, right?"

Murong Xiao's scalp tingled, and an ominous premonition instantly swept over his entire body.

Although he didn't quite understand what Shen Zhaozhao was thinking, he knew her too well. Every time she showed that sly and smiling look in her eyes, she was definitely up to something.

But given the current situation, he really didn't have time to think too much.

Murong Xiao's face scrunched up, and she forced a smile: "I know... they've been looking for an opportunity to wreak havoc on Lingzhou because they know that Immortal Venerable Mo Yuan's mind has been unstable lately... Otherwise, when the Immortal Venerable's aura was stable, they would never dare to have the slightest covetous thought..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaozhao gave a genuinely sincere smile: "That makes things much easier~"