Chapter 32 Terrifying! Zou Li: "Zhou Fuling, I've seen you before..."

Xu Qingning snorted coldly and said indifferently:

"I won't let you kill Zou Li here. In Dongzhou, Dongzhou can't afford to cause such trouble."

"Zou Lanci is not someone to be trifled with. You'd better leave."

"..."

Zhou Fuling arrested Xu Qingning.

"You lead the way."

Xu Qingning forcefully pulled her arm away, coldly keeping her distance from Zhou Fuling.

"Zou Qin is lost, so you are a hostage."

Xu Qingning glanced at her and walked forward.

There were many traps here, so Zhou Fuling dared not go alone.

The two remained silent throughout the journey.

However, Xu Qingning slowed down as she approached some of the underground chambers, her lips pressed tightly together.

Zhou Fuling's gaze swept across the four directions.

They were all secret rooms, containing many magical artifacts, food, and healing elixirs.

She picked up some too.

She was even more certain that this was a cave to ward off demons. There definitely was an exit.

After that, Xu Qingning walked ahead in silence.

Her face was pale and disheveled, but she didn't look well at all, as if Zhou Fuling was invisible.

But as they entered a huge underground chamber, Xu Qingning, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked at Zhou Fuling and whispered, "...You've been poisoned. This poison is affecting your cultivation technique. Isn't that right?"

Zhou Fuling looked up and suddenly froze.

Xu Qingning had appeared so weak and disheveled before, and could only be controlled by her like a prisoner.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly revealed her secret.

Like a bird in a cage, lying silently in her palm.

However, the sharp beak, like a sword, was about to slit her skin.

Zhou Fuling was very displeased with this.

A cold gaze fell upon Xu Qingning.

Xu Qingning had stopped and returned her cold gaze:

“A hundred years ago, you killed people without any regard for consequences.”

"But in this situation, when you are about to kill Zou Li and are forced by circumstances to duel him, you still have to test him before you can kill him."

"You must have gotten yourself into some serious trouble."

A chill swept over Zhou Fuling's palm, as if it came from a crack in the stone of a cave, or perhaps from somewhere else entirely.

The blood in his fingertips gradually faded.

She laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

She was smiling, but her eyes seemed to be churning with a storm.

[Villain's favorability -5%]

[Host! What are you doing?! What are you doing to provoke her...? Wait, what are you doing...?]

Xu Qingning raised her chin indifferently, but looked at her calmly.

“…” Anger flashed in Zhou Fuling’s eyes.

Xu Qingning's gaze was like a sharp sword as she spoke each word clearly: "I still remember, after Ning Tingyue died last time, I found you in the cave, and you were very weak."

"So, I was right. Have you gotten yourself into some serious trouble?"

Zhou Fuling gave a cold laugh.

[Favorability-10%]

When Xu Qingning said these words, he also felt a kind of pleasure in self-abandonment.

It was as if he had transformed from an insignificant joke into a stone capable of stirring up her sharp emotions.

At least... it's not insignificant.

Do you like to talk a lot?

Zhou Fuling's face turned ashen. "Xu Qingning, I can shut you up forever."

Xu Qingning's eyes reddened slightly:

"So, what can you do to me? I'd like to experience it for myself. But don't make promises you can't keep."

The dagger was immediately pressed against Xu Qingning's lips.

Xu Qingning seemed very stubborn, but she glared at her coldly.

Zhou Fuling finally pushed him away.

But she has plenty of ways to deal with him.

With a painful and humiliating sob, Xu Qingning bit the jade again, the jade entwined with demonic energy.

It wrapped around his handsome face and snow-white neck.

Zhou Fuling set up a silencing barrier.

Xu Qingning trembled with anger again, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

Zhou Fuling sometimes wondered why Xu Qingning always had this expression.

He should have gotten used to it a hundred years ago.

But he endured it all, and each time he remained unyielding and stubborn.

Zhou Fuling roughly pulled him.

Xu Qingning then bumped her with his head.

She pinched his face, but he turned his head away, refusing to go with her even at the cost of his life.

[Host, stop messing around with the villain... Zou Li is coming down!]

Xu Qingning closed her eyes and dodged Zhou Fuling's hand with a look of disgust.

[Villain's favorability -3%]

Xu Qingning's eyelashes fluttered, and she walked forward quietly, keeping a distance from Zhou Fuling.

Ahead lies the place where we can get out.

Once outside, he would find a way to escape, thus clearly separating himself from Zhou Fuling.

Xu Qingning felt a pain in her chest.

His current situation has left him feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

"..."

However, Zhou Fuling's footsteps suddenly disappeared.

Xu Qingning turned around, her expression changing drastically.

Zhou Fuling stood in the distance, seemingly stopped in her tracks.

She can only go backward, not forward.

Xu Qingning's eyes shifted.

This is……

"The Immortal Sect's decision actually restricts the region." Zhou Fuling frowned.

Xu Qingning's pupils also contracted.

"..." She tentatively probed, but suddenly sneered.

OK.

She must either live or die with Zou Li for someone to leave this place!

A rumbling sound came from inside the tunnel; the barrier had been breached.

"Catch them!"

A group of dark figures jumped down.

It was Zou Li and the snake guards from Longtan who had arrived!

They seemed to fear an ambush by the Tianji Sect members, and upon seeing only Zhou Fuling and Xu Qingning, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zou Li covered his ears, in a state of rage.

"Zhou Fuling!"

"Xu Qingning!!"

"Get out here right now!"

"Xu Qingning, you're lucky you got injured today! I'm going to make you eat your junior sister's ear, hahaha!!"

The fire talisman lit up.

Zou Li's expression suddenly changed drastically.

They also stopped in their tracks.

All was quiet.

Everyone was shocked by Xu Qingning's appearance.

It was astonishing to see that Xu Qingning, the pride of the Eastern Continent and the young master of the Tianji Sect, had been subdued.

He was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, and his lips were also bound, with a jade pendant between his teeth.

This beautiful yet disheveled appearance made her seem like a captive of the demon race.

The spiritual energy surrounding his body was vast and strange, it was actually demonic energy!

It's very strange.

It is unknown who or what it came from!

—He was captured by the monster.

But... what about the monsters?

Zou Li's expression changed drastically. He glanced at Zhou Fuling and took a step back.

Even someone as dull-witted as Zou Li could vaguely sense that something was amiss.

“Zhou Fuling…” Zou Li’s voice trembled, “You are Xu Qingning’s junior sister, why don’t you break Xu Qingning’s shackles?!”

“Because I can’t solve it.” Zhou Fuling’s gaze was cold.

"..."

Xu Qingning looked at Zou Li's feet.

Zou Li was bound by a spiritual curse, just like Zhou Fuling, which restricted Zou Li's range of movement.

This won't be simple.

A typical life-or-death contract does not restrict the range of activities of the duelists.

Why did Kuang Yunchu send him a message?

Xu Qingning secretly pressed the jade tablet in her sleeve.

"Who presented your scroll?" Zhou Fuling suddenly asked Zou Li. "Such a strict treaty between immortal sects is not easy to obtain."

Zou Li paused for a moment, then said a name: "Shan Xun".

...Xu Qingning suddenly raised his head.

These are cultivators from the mortal realm.

...Kuang Yunchu.

How much was she actually involved?

Zhou Fuling also whispered, "A third-rank inspector of the mortal realm?"

Xu Qingning looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Logically speaking, this is information that only high-ranking members of the immortal sects or those who have long been involved in the mortal realm should know.

Why does Zhou Fuling seem so familiar?

Zou Li couldn't understand: "So what if they come from the mortal realm..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

Mr. Qing interrupted him, saying, "Young Master, kill her quickly, or it will be too late! Her aura is weak and her spiritual energy is unstable. Regardless of the situation, kill her quickly!"

Zou Li looked up in a daze.

He wasn't particularly bright, trusted his teachers, and was often led astray.

Even if he had his own ideas, he would forget them if he was interrupted.

Zhou Fuling: "Someone wants you dead..."

She suddenly opened her eyes.

All the cultivators were arrayed, each standing in the position of the Big Dipper constellation, their swords flashing and their sword energy and killing intent rising, forming an encirclement!

Xu Qingning's face turned pale involuntarily.

He was pushed away by Zhou Fuling and fell onto a rock.

Looking up, Zou Li made his move.

Zou Li no longer cared about the duel and swarmed forward with the Snake Guards, determined to kill Zhou Fuling.

Xu Qingning, however, discovered that Zhou Fuling's spiritual energy seemed unstable.

She took half a step back.

—It looked just like when he found her in the cave a few days ago.

But she concealed it with just a slight adjustment of her breathing.

His gaze followed Zhou Fuling, but he sat up straight just as she was about to be struck by the sword energy.

Zou Li's attack was a killing blow.

As someone personally taught by Zou Lanci, his swordsmanship was exquisite, and he was many times more serious than before. His sword energy condensed into a dragon, and his killing intent shook the entire cave, as if it could tear the sky and split the earth!

Zou Li's sword struck Zhou Fuling's forehead, his eyes flashing with a determined light.

He was a direct disciple of Longtan, and his spiritual veins were infused with spiritual power by his mother every thirty days, making his spiritual energy powerful and abundant.

Who cares what it is!

He wants her to pay with her life for hurting him!

However, Zou Li suddenly froze.

How is that possible?!

Zhou Fuling's back was hollow, as if she had no spiritual power to protect her.

But his fingers, just inches from the top of Zhou Fuling's head, were like a gust of cold wind, unable to go any further—

How is that possible?

Zou Lishi.

no.

Zou Li tried again.

It still doesn't work!

He was drenched in cold sweat.

Zhou Fuling raised her palm.

Her hands were white and small.

Her hands were delicate and weak.

However, with just a gentle flick of her wrist, the spiritual energy vanished like a gazelle's horns, leaving no trace.

Their moves are exquisite and unparalleled, reaching the pinnacle of artistry.

Zou Li raised his palm, and she did too.

She slowly parried the moves, followed by a series of loud "bangs"—

Zou Li slapped himself ten times in a row. As he fell to the ground, he collapsed like a bird with broken wings, spitting out half of his teeth!

"Wow—"

Zou Li looked up, his face swollen like a pig's head, and screamed as he pressed his teeth against his chest.

Silence fell.

How is that possible?!

What a terrifying move!

Everyone then looked at Zhou Fuling.

She walked towards Zou Li with her hands behind her back.

Zou Li trembled as he backed away.

They could clearly feel it—

Her cultivation level has changed.

Straight to the top rank!

"How is that possible?!" Mr. Qing exclaimed in surprise.

Zhou Fuling made another move, stabbing Zou Li's face with her dagger, about to peel off a layer of skin.

Zou Li shouted, "I'm injured, you won't survive a fight with my mother!!"

The cultivators, arranged in the Big Dipper formation, rushed forward as if waking from a dream.

However, Zhou Fuling's move was actually a feint.

She parried the attacks with lightning speed, a splash of blood streaking across the eyes, and all those in formation fell to the ground!

The shattered limbs flew into the sky like withered flowers!

Yuan Zhong stared at Zhou Fuling in disbelief, his feet slipping.

He shook his head in disbelief.

He had anticipated this scene, but... but he never expected that the one who made the move... would be Zhou Fuling!

Zhou Fuling smiled coldly, opened her arms again, and asked Yuan Zhong and the others, "Is anyone else coming?"

"I'll wait and see what else you can do."

"I'm so curious, really curious. Haha, hahahaha!"

Blood stained her eyebrows and eyes.

She looks like a female ghost from hell.

Xu Qingning turned her face away and closed her eyes.

If you're going to make a move, then make one. Why be so hesitant and arrogant?

Mr. Qing frowned, put on his cloak, and was about to quietly leave the cave.

Zhou Fuling's eyes flashed like lightning, and with a gust of wind, she blocked Mr. Qing's retreat.

After Mr. Qing was blocked, the hood of his cloak fluttered in the wind, and his body paused for a moment before he withdrew his foot.

"...Mr. Qing!? You're leaving?!"

Zou Li screamed in disbelief.

Mr. Qing: "Young Master, I was just trying to deliver a message. But since delivering the message is not an option, a direct confrontation is also acceptable."

"Don't worry, you're the kind of person who even hurt Lord Kuang when you went mad."

Mr. Qing stared at Zhou Fuling, sweat dripping from his forehead, but his voice remained calm:

"Give the Demon-Suppressing Bow to the young master."

At his command, a silver bow and several golden arrows were brought out.

This bow is half a person's height, with arrowheads that gleam with golden light, exuding a profound and ancient spiritual aura.

Zhou Fuling suddenly looked up.

The bow and arrow possessed a vast and pure spiritual energy, and her spiritual energy instantly flowed back into her palm, causing discomfort.

It seemed to be a magical artifact specifically designed for a demon like her.

Xu Qingning frowned, also because of the origin of the bow.

This bow, named "Demon-Suppressing Bow," is a magical artifact of a higher grade than the "Evil-Breaking Sword."

Normally, this bow has only one use: to be given to a first-rank immortal master to kill those who practice evil arts at the first rank or above.

A thousand years ago, the immortal "Liang Huo" used these two items to kill the "Evil Prince" Xia Li.

Zhou Fuling's four methods, including "killing passion," are not purely demonic arts.

It contains the best of his family's strengths.

Xu Qingning leaned against the rocks with his hands behind his back, his face pale.

But before Zhou Fuling, it was clear that she had only shown her demonic powers to outsiders.

...Therefore, the person who gave Zou Li the weapon seemed to understand Zhou Fuling's path of cultivation.

Who is it?

...

Zou Li spat out a mouthful of blood, then suddenly rolled over and grabbed the bow.

The spiritual energy on the bow collided with his Demon-Slaying Sword, and they became intertwined and mutually reinforcing.

Zou Li's spiritual power was like a tiger with wings, increasing without end.

Zou Li raised his sword and bow.

His face was swollen like a pig's head.

He also became much more cautious and wary.

Mr. Qing: "Young Master! Don't panic! According to my observation, this person's qi and blood are insufficient, his spiritual veins are unstable, and his magical artifacts are not as good as yours."

"Who says my weapon is inferior to Zou Li's?"

"What?"

Everyone turned around and saw that Zhou Fuling's pupils were still black, and her face was expressionless, which made people feel scared.

Zou Li shouted, his sword flashing with multiple images, the light shimmering on the blade—

But then Zhou Fuling also drew her sword.

This sword is three feet and six inches long, and its tip gleams with a blue starlight capable of splitting the heavens.

The light and shadow are like a dragon, roaring and howling, displaying a force that can cleave the heavens and split the earth!

What kind of sword has such a powerful spiritual aura?!

It can actually withstand the Demon-Slaying Bow?!

Yuan Zhong and the other survivors slammed into the stone wall, their faces deathly pale.

But when they saw the sword in Zhou Fuling's hand, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

...That's impossible!

Mr. Qing's expression changed drastically for the first time, probably realizing he had stumbled into a very troublesome situation, and he said in a trembling voice:

"……impossible."

Zou Li stumbled back several feet, and when he saw what Zhou Fuling was holding, he was shocked and stared wide-eyed.

His eyeballs were about to pop out.

What Zhou Fuling was holding was the sword of the deceased Yun Ning Sect Master Ning Tingyue, the Yun Ning Sect's sword pommel—

"Killing for Love!"

Under the pressure, several people were knocked to the ground.

Zou Li stood unsteadily for a long time, stunned, before slowly uttering a trembling half-sentence: "This is, this is..."

Yuan Zhong: "Young Master... this is 'murderous intent'... I have witnessed it!"

"...How could you have this?" Mr. Qing pointed at Zhou Fuling.

Zhou Fuling held a sword in one hand and put the other behind her back: "Why can't I have one?"

"I have it, because the sword's owner lost to me."

Her cold voice was firm and resolute.

At that moment, everyone, including Zou Li, suddenly looked up.

Xu Qingning also looked at Zhou Fuling silently.

Zou Li felt his head buzzing, as if he had realized something. The once arrogant young master of the Zou family was now trembling violently.

They dared not move; they simply dared not move.

You misheard.

They even doubted that they had heard correctly.

Zou Li stared blankly at Zhou Fuling, his hands trembling like leaves. He was now completely certain that he was in deep trouble.

It was as if someone was screaming in his head:

It's her!

It's her!

She killed Ning Tingyue!

Zou Li smirked, staring intently at Zhou Fuling, as if realizing something, but suddenly felt as if something was blocking his throat.

It was like a restraint; his throat was being choked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

But then he saw a bright, gleaming light. Zhou Fuling hadn't heard his words. She ruthlessly swung her sword, the blade flashing with a sharp, murderous light.

"--ah!"

A scream was heard.

With a muffled thud, Zhou Fuling's sword pierced Zou Li's left shoulder, the sound of bones being severed and skin being cut.

Zou Li's arm fell to the ground. Blood was everywhere, mixed with bits of flesh.

"ah!!!"

Zou Li fell to the ground.

Unable to resist. Shouting and screaming.

With a sword in one hand and her black hair tied around a hairpin in the other, Zhou Fuling walked gracefully to Zou Li, her embroidered shoes stained with blood.

The arrogant young master Zou Li crawled on the ground.

Another sword strike, flesh and blood spraying into the air like the most dazzling fireworks.

However, Zou Li saw Zhou Fuling's hair being tied up.

"Wait, you, you..."

"What?"

"I've seen you before...do you remember me?!"