Chapter 25 The Old Monster of Nascent Soul

Following the array patterns, Su Yu arrived at a well in the Yu family garden.

After examining it briefly, Su Yu threw the box into the well and then attached a fragment of his own to the exposed surface of the well.

The well is decorated with irregular pebbles, and several grooves without pebbles integrate the shapes of the fragments.

In an instant, the earth shook violently, and the scarlet dome in the sky flickered erratically, as if there was a bad signal.

"who?!!"

A hoarse roar came from above, echoing throughout the entire city.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Su Yu casually wiped it across her lips. The bloodstains brushed against her cheek, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up even higher.

So the rats were hiding on top, sucking away the life force of the demon.

However, this place is not suitable for lingering.

Su Yu's expression hardened, and a heavy, mountain-like pressure suddenly descended, making his bones almost creak.

"Pfft cough..." Another mouthful of blood.

Su Yu leaned against the well, gripping the wellhead with one hand. Veins bulged on his pale skin. He raised his head slowly, staring directly at the person who had come in, a smile even playing on his lips.

"Senior has reached the Nascent Soul stage, wow, so powerful!"

"Hmph." The newcomer snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, Su Yu was sent flying to the ground.

"Cough cough..." Su Yu lay weakly on the ground, barely managing to prop herself up.

He wasn't directly crushed; it seems he won this game after all.

In an instant, the old man shrouded in black robes teleported in front of him, asking in a hoarse voice, "How did you know about this formation...?"

"You brat, stop your insolence!"

As the palm strike came, the black-robed old man dodged away.

The residual force of the palm strike blasted a section of the stone slab beside Su Yu.

Su Yu moved to the side and said lazily, "Senior, please be careful."

The rescuers had no time to pay him any attention. The three town guardians of Liuhua Town, who had been in seclusion for many years, were locked in a fierce battle with the old man in black robes, fighting from the ground to the sky.

It's unclear who made the contact, but since the protective barrier around Liuhua City was broken, they were able to contact the guardians outside.

The guardians also possessed the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage. Although they were slightly weaker than the black-robed elder, the combined strength of the three demons was enough to prevent the black-robed elder from gaining any advantage.

The battle between the four Nascent Soul cultivators was so intense that it shook the heavens and the earth, and the Yu family's residence was almost destroyed.

Su Yu used several defensive talismans on herself to block the flying sand and rocks that might come from anywhere.

Su Yu's internal injuries were quite severe, and he didn't want to expose his teleportation ability under the watchful eyes of the four Nascent Soul cultivators, so he simply rested and recuperated in a corner, leaning against a leaning pillar.

The old man seemed to have been injured beforehand, and quickly fell into a disadvantageous position, being controlled by the other three demons.

Suddenly, the old man let out a sharp shriek.

Several dark figures at the Golden Core stage suddenly appeared outside Liuhua City and rushed towards this place.

The old man knew perfectly well that the Golden Core cultivators were nothing more than cannon fodder in their battle, and that they were only meant to use the shadowy figures to hold back their opponents so that he could escape.

As Su Yu thought absentmindedly, the pain in his body burned and spread like fire, making him somewhat dazed.

However, since they are Nascent Soul stage experts fighting, he should be out of the picture afterward...

Su Yu lifted her head from her daze, and the first thing she felt on her face was a pool of warm liquid dripping down.

A soft, warm body fell into his arms.

Su Yu unconsciously tightened her grip, feeling a wet and sticky sensation on the back of her hand.

"Since you're not dead, kid, come with me!"

His collar was pulled, and his body was forced into the air.

A two-headed demonic eagle hooked its sharp claws onto his clothes. The old man stood on the back of the demonic eagle he had summoned, and slapped out several demonic talismans, causing a cloud of black and purple mist to spread out.

Su Yu quickly held her breath and covered Feng Shier's mouth and nose with her hand.

The demonic vulture was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it escaped the range of the black and purple mist.

Su Yu was still holding Feng Shier tightly. He was almost out of strength, but he showed no intention of letting go.

My vision was getting increasingly blurry, but my mind was still relatively clear.

The old man captured him for two reasons: first, because he had disrupted his formation and ruined his plans; and second, because he wanted to know how he knew how the formation had been broken.

Or perhaps they've set their sights on the array formation inheritance they might possess.

Troublesome. This old man, surrounded by three demons, still has the time to pay attention to this newbie.

You can skim a few pages of the formation guide provided by the system to buy some time, but you still need to hurry and run.

Feng Shier took a blow from him and was seriously injured; he couldn't afford to delay.

Su Yu tightened his grip, then quickly loosened it slightly. He was worried that holding on too tightly would hurt his wound, but he also suspected that loosening his grip too much would make it difficult to hold the demon in his arms.

Demon cubs are indeed more difficult to raise.

If they don't listen, they'll run around.

Su Yu, his handsome face pale and gloomy, obediently hung under the claws of the two-headed demonic vulture, his hair dancing wildly in the wind.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Su Yu's arms were completely numb. The bird's flight altitude gradually decreased, indicating that it was about to land.

Su Yu mainly used her demonic energy to protect Feng Twelve in her arms, while she herself became somewhat stiff from the cold wind along the way.

He opened his eyes somewhat slowly to observe his surroundings.

They were in front of a dark cave, which was probably the old man's lair.

The demonic vulture suddenly released its claws, and Su Yu landed with Feng Twelve in her arms. She curled up and rolled over to dissipate her strength, then looked up warily at the black-robed old man who had flown down from the vulture.

"what you up to?"

The old man glanced disdainfully at the boy's protective gesture towards his companion, then slowly stepped forward and said, "Boy, how do you know about the Spirit Offering Array?"

It does indeed match the name of the formation in the book.

Knowing that her acting skills were not good, Su Yu simply did not make any expressions, gave up controlling her emotions, and glared fiercely at the old man with a full head of white hair in front of her.

"What's it to you!?"

“Because I need to know,” the old man chuckled twice, his voice as hoarse and unpleasant as ever, “tell me the truth, and I might leave you with a whole corpse, and by the way…”

A withered, thin, and dark finger emerged from the black robe and tapped twice lightly in the air towards Su Yu's chest.

"Save this poor child who is about to die."

“If I really told you willingly,” Su Yu said, still giving him a cold, expressionless look, “you kill me, and who knows if you’ll still save him.”

"Alright, let him live first."

The old monster readily agreed, completely unconcerned that Su Yu would run away. After all, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator was no different from an ant that could be blown away with a breath in front of his Nascent Soul cultivation.

It can be said that there is a world of difference between them.

The withered hand flicked out a dark purple pill into Su Yu's arms.

Su Yu picked up the pill, her gaze suspicious: "This doesn't look quite like a normal pill."

"Anyway, it can save his life."

The old monster seemed to be getting impatient. With a flick of his finger, the pill left Su Yu's hand and fell into Feng Twelve's mouth.

It melts in your mouth; you can't even pick it out in time.

Su Yu's face darkened, but the old monster spoke up seemingly tolerantly: "Speak quickly, kid, I don't have much patience."

Some inheritances do require the owner to be willing to pass them on to others, which is why the old monster was reluctantly patiently dealing with Su Yu.

Su Yu lowered her head, seemingly struggling with an internal conflict.