Chapter 71: Chaos

The man pinched Ning Mingmei's chin and roughly turned his face around: "You look a lot like an old friend of mine. How long has it been since I last saw her? Four hundred years? Six hundred years? It should have been at least a few hundred years since I was sealed here. I wonder if she is still alive now?"

Ning Mingmei was pinched on the face by him and said, "It seems that old friend left a deep impression on you. Is she your enemy or your lover?"

The man then looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. After a while, he said, "She... is my sister, my adopted sister who I have lived with day and night for decades."

Ning Mingmei said, "Really? I'm honored to have an old acquaintance who looks like you. Maybe we are actually related."

The man continued to speak, his voice sinister: "She is really my good sister. I was ambushed and trapped here, mostly because of her. Day and night for hundreds of years, I have been waiting to get out and kill her with my own hands... You and her eyebrows are very similar."

Ning Mingmei said again: "I'm sorry, I didn't finish what I was saying just now. I'm an orphan..."

The man's hand suddenly tightened, Ning Mingmei felt a sharp pain in his chin, and he frowned for a moment. The man carefully observed his painful expression and smiled again: "When you frown, you remind me of another person. Why do you have such a face? This makes me very..."

The next moment, he suddenly attacked and stabbed the sword into Ning Mingmei's body!

“Hmm!”

"Well, you still have the strength to resist?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise after being hit by the palm.

Ning Mingmei rolled to the right and knelt on his left knee to support himself.

His hand was covering the bleeding wound, and his eyes behind the lenses looked coldly at the enemy in front of him.

Because of his struggle, the sword only pierced Ning Mingmei's shoulder.

This moody demon cultivator originally wanted to use the sword to pierce his head straight through and then nail his body to the stone wall!

Skewering mutton right after waking up, what a cruel way to kill?

Ning Mingmei: "Does this guy hate my face so much? Not only did he want to kill me, but he also had to do something as cruel as piercing my head? I've already said that I'm an orphan, maybe my mom and dad were killed by me. The protagonists in novels all do this. By this calculation, I am his benefactor. This guy is really unreasonable."

system:……

No matter how much nonsense is said, the situation is still very urgent. Compared to the previous demon cultivator, the skills of the demon cultivator in front of him were obviously more advanced. The fact that this person needed to be sealed and suppressed with the sacred tree and that he also changed the mineral structure of the surrounding mines is enough to illustrate this point. Ning Mingmei said hoarsely: "This is because the doctor just left the station and he started to argue with the academician at the meeting."

The demon cultivator in front of him looked like an academician-level cultivator.

The words of an academician are of great weight. Who dares not to change the research direction?

Ning Mingmei said to the system: "I'm about to die. Now give me a spoiler of how high this person's cultivation is."

The system's voice also sounded sweaty: "Mahayana stage... It means that the realm higher than him is only the Tribulation Crossing stage. Oh my God, how did you create this monster at this time?"

Ning Mingmei glanced at the dim light inside the mine and said, "It has been mutated by radiation."

If this guy were in a comic, he would be considered a superhero at the Man of Steel level.

System: "Fuck, do you have a solution? This person is the Demon Lord, and he is also the best in the Demon Realm in the later period of the book release. Ning Mingmei, use your invincible academic knowledge to think of a solution!"

Ning Mingmei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The dirty blood reflected on the back of his hand, making his skin look frighteningly pale. "There's nothing I can do. He's an academician. I can't beat him."

If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Although this world of cultivation is full of unusual coincidences, science is always the most unquestionable thing.

The system was so anxious that it jumped up and down: "How about this, you delay for a while. I will see if I can get permission to transfer your soul to another body in this world after you die. There are cases in which previous hosts used three different identities to capture one person in the same world."

Ning Mingmei said: "Didn't you say before that you would change the host after I died?"

The system stopped talking, probably because it was in a hurry to ask for instructions.

The most annoying time in the world is the time waiting for approval from superiors.

The sword was still stuck in Ning Mingmei's body. Ning Mingmei was half-kneeling, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. The man looked at him and actually asked, "Are you unable to stand up now? It's just a puncture in the shoulder. Does it hurt so much?"

Ning Mingmei replied: "You try it."

When addressing academicians, one always has to add a respectful title.

That person: "I'm sorry, I've been sealed for so many years and haven't been stabbed by anyone. I forgot what it feels like. If you can still stand up and continue, you can try to make a move and see if you can let me experience it too."

…

Although I don't know who his sister is, it is perfect, reasonable and correct for this man to be trapped and sealed by his own sister.

Although according to him, she is an adopted sister.

Ning Mingmei said: "You have been sealed for hundreds of years and are full of energy, but I just went through a war. Your victory is unfair."

The demon cultivator groaned: "You can still say that? What you said does make sense...but this sophistry makes you look more like those two bastards."

Ning Mingmei: ...

"Well, since you said so, I'll give you a chance to draw your sword and fight me." The demon cultivator stepped back, spread out his hands, and made a frank "please do it" gesture, "but..."

"But you need to pull the sword out yourself." The demon cultivator said, "You can do this, right? I see that the sword is stuck between your bones."

Ning Mingmei stared at him, then reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. Then he tensed his muscles, exerted force with his arms, and pulled out the sword.

The man even said, "Don't do that. Relax your body a little, or the sword will be clamped and you won't be able to pull it out."

The body lost the sword that blocked the wound, and blood gushed out. Ning Mingmei stood up, leaning on his sword, and the man looked at him.

"What now?" the man said.

Ning Mingmei raised his sword, with the tip of the sword level with his eyebrows.

"Please come in," he said.

…

“It’s a good show.”

"The posture is standard, but it's slow. Too slow."

"Hmm?" The man uttered a sound when his cheek and shoulder were cut. "Was that a fake move just now? Has the Qingji Sect's sword moves been improved? I've never seen this move before."

It was a very fast sword energy that pierced through the cheek to the shoulder. If it was someone else, even if that person was two realms higher than Ning Mingmei and was in the fusion stage, he would still be seriously injured.

Anyone from the Qingji Sect who sees this sword here will exclaim in amazement.

This is the limit of the Sword Sect!

But the demon cultivator in front of him is at the Mahayana stage. But even so, he had a wound on his shoulder that was deep enough to see the bone.

The demon cultivator wiped his shoulder with his hand, then looked at his palm: "It's bleeding, I haven't had this experience for a long time... It doesn't hurt that much."

The cat-and-mouse attitude is really hateful.

Ning Mingmei leaned against the stone wall, looking at him while panting.

There was mist rising in front of my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was from sweat or blood. Ning Mingmei reached out, took off his glasses and threw them aside.

"Bang."

The sword in his hand fell to the ground at this moment and flew to the man's feet.

Ning Mingmei stared at his wrist. He knew that his wrist had been broken due to the impact in the previous duel.

The man said, "Can't fight anymore?"

Ning Mingmei only said one word: "Please."

The man said, "You have done a great job to fight with a Mahayana cultivator like me for so long, and you had an enemy before. When you are at your peak, even if you are at the Spiritualization Stage, you should have a chance to defeat a cultivator at the Fusion Stage. It's your bad luck to meet me. But after you die, I will tell everyone in the Demon Realm that I killed a good Spiritualization Stage cultivator."

Seeing the man holding a sword and walking towards him, Ning Mingmei was too lazy to raise his eyelids.

"Take the sword. You are the first cultivator I killed after I came out. Make it look good." The man actually pinched Ning Mingmei's shoulder and stuffed the sword back into his hand. "How is it? Now it looks like you died in battle, right? After all, you look like the bloodline of our demon clan. When you die, you should also show the posture of a demon warrior."

Ning Mingmei: ...

This person's sealing is so damn perfect, reasonable and effective.

"I've changed my mind. This time I won't smash your face. I'll leave you an intact body so that the people from Qingji Sect can recognize your identity and take it back. Do you humans care about this a lot? But I will break all the joints in your body. This is the respect that the demons show to a true warrior. The more we respect the enemy, the more traces of battle we will leave on his body." The man took a few steps back and made a gesture as if he was about to attack.

"..." Ning Mingmei said intermittently, "Actually, you don't have to respect me."

Black and purple flames rose from the man's body. This time, the flames were even more fierce than when the man broke through the seal before. The body of the dead demon cultivator lying beside him was turned into ashes in an instant.

This will be an all-out attack that will wipe out Ning Mingmei.

Even though the blow had not yet reached him, Ning Mingmei could feel the heat of the blow burning his cheek. He didn't close his eyes, but just watched his own end quietly.

"The superior has approved it! I found a suitable body, a girl who just died..." the system said loudly, "I will transfer you in now..."

Ning Mingmei: "It's too late. That's why I hate administration the most."

At this moment, the demon cultivator's all-out attack had already reached Ning Mingmei!

But what reached my ears was not the sound of my body breaking, but...

The sound of the sword and the demon cultivator colliding!

A person in white clothes hurriedly descended into the dark mine with a faint fluorescent glow. The man's sleeves were fluttering and he was wearing a white jade hair crown. Almost in an instant, he descended in front of Ning Mingmei at the speed of the wind and stood between him and the Demon Lord.

He held a sword in his hand and directly broke the purple flame, creating a vacuum zone for the people behind him.

Ning Mingmei said: "Qi..."

The man had his back to him, his shoulders tense.

At that moment, there was also a "sizzling" sound that made one's scalp tingle.

"So cruel?" said the demon cultivator.

Most people would hold the sword horizontally or vertically and use the sword body to block his palm.

But the man suddenly changed the direction of his sword when he landed, and pointed the tip of his sword directly at the palm of the demon cultivator!

The tip of the sword followed the power of the demon cultivator's palm, pierced through the palm of the demon cultivator, and even penetrated deeply into the opponent's arm. That hair-raising sound was the sound of the sword piercing through the arm and rubbing against the bones and muscles.

The sword did not stop until it passed the elbow joint, and Qi Miancheng, who was standing in front of Ning Mingmei, was hit hard by the recoil force because his feet did not move.

He swayed his feet, but still stood in front of Ning Mingmei. Like a towering mountain.

The demon cultivator was obviously badly hurt. The purple flames were still burning around him. He squinted at the person who came, and his nose twitched.

"Another bastard from the Qingji Sect... What a coincidence, you look like another old friend of mine." The demon cultivator said, "...Lian Tingyu?"

"My name is Qi Miancheng, and Lian Tingyu is my mother. I'm sorry, I held the sword in the wrong direction." The monk with the jade crown said, "This sword has only been used once, and it is still 95% new. I'll give it to you as an apology."

Although the sword was stuck in the demon cultivator's bones.

The demon cultivator looked down at his right hand which was blossoming like an iron tree. Qi Miancheng said: "It just so happens that I brought one with me."

As he spoke, he drew another sword from the scabbard behind him. Ning Mingmei stood behind him and saw two scabbards on his back.

Ning Mingmei: ...

You must have brought two extra weapons. How could you conceal your ammunition inventory without changing your expression or heartbeat in front of the demon cultivator?

Where did this sword cultivator come from who carries three swords when he goes out?

“I can’t pull it out.”

The demon cultivator shifted his gaze from his hands and looked at the two people's faces: "Hundreds of years have passed, and the world is really changing with each passing day. One looks like this, and the other looks like that. Two people in the Spiritualization Stage actually have such strength... That's all."

After saying that, he turned around with the shuriken, suddenly soared into the sky, and disappeared at the entrance of the mine.

Qi Miancheng kept staring at him until he was sure that the other party had left.

"This person is very similar to the warlike Demon Lord in the legend... The battle between immortals and demons is about to begin again," he said.

Ning Mingmei stood behind him: ...

"Brother, why are you here?" he said with difficulty.

Qi Miancheng looked back at him, he still looked as majestic and solemn as ever. He said: "Junior brother..."

After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Ning Mingmei: ...

It turns out that you were also injured.

"I came to ..."

After Sect Leader Qi finished speaking, he began to vomit blood.

Ning Mingmei: ...

He leaned against the stone wall, watching Master Qi spitting blood, and muttered to himself: "This is too ridiculous..."

Sect Leader Qi finally stood up by holding onto the mountain wall, but he turned to him with something in his hand: "Let's go out first and talk about it. Mingmei."

"?"

Ning Mingmei was stunned, but Sect Leader Qi had already picked up the glasses and put them on him gently.

"Let's go," he said.

…

Not far away, deep in the caves of the Yedi Mountains.

The mine was shaken violently. But there was a man in a bamboo hat looking up. Under the bamboo hat, her chin was pointed and pretty.

It's a woman.

"Sir, the earthenware jars in the cave have been recovered. They didn't have time to search the cave." A subordinate reported, "Over the past decade or so, we have collected a lot of evil spirits, resentment, and despair from people in Yedi. All of these evil grudges have now condensed into chaos."

What was surging in the earthen jar covered with spells was a substance that looked like a solid, a liquid, and a gas. It looks dark grey.

These people call it "Hunlun".

"It's a pity that the demon used as the general is already dead." The subordinate said, "However, we had already calculated that Qin Tian would use the talisman. When he used the talisman, the despair that was triggered by the demon's body allowed us to collect a lot of Hunlun."

The woman in the bamboo hat said, "Where's Wu Yun? He's also a good candidate."

The subordinate said: "He doesn't know who we are, and still thinks we just rescued him from the demon world, and didn't tell anyone about us. However, he is now in the hands of the Qingji Sect, and going to find him will only alert the enemy."

"It's okay. Everything is as predicted. This jar of Hunlun is enough." The woman in the bamboo hat said, "Let's go to the next place. The battle between immortals and demons is about to break out, and it will be a good time for Hunlun to appear. Let's make some arrangements."

After a while, a carriage drove out of Ye Di, as quietly as it came.

If a spring breeze blew up the curtain of the carriage at this time, someone would see that the woman in the bamboo hat sitting in the carriage was placing her hand on the hand of the person next to her.

"Don't be afraid, it will soon be... that moment." She whispered.

The person sitting next to her looked like a girl, but her eyes were dull and didn't seem like a real person.

If Ning Mingmei saw it, he would be shocked.

The girl-like person looked exactly like the statue of the girl he had seen in Wangyue Town!