Jiang Yixing began to reassure everyone, "Alright, let's not be too tense. Let's get ready for battle."
Guo Linlu looked terrible. A clear mark remained on his left cheek, making it look like he'd been slapped. Besides his face, his body was numb, and he strongly suspected his skin was beginning to turn purplish-blue. Overwhelmed with anger, he suddenly said:
"My hands are frozen stiff, how am I supposed to catch that demon?"
His sudden words caused the atmosphere to freeze again. Zhou Xinghe looked at his ambiguous smile, while Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang turned their heads at the same time, Rong Hang's eyes filled with coldness.
Among the crowd, Ye Dong and Yu Wujian were utterly shocked, hardly believing their ears. What was Guo Linlu saying?! Could he be trying to make Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang take responsibility?!
"Oh? Is that so?"
Rong Hang had already raised his hand, his eyes fixed on Guo Linlu.
Guo Linlu took a half step back, pursed his lips, and regretted his impulsive actions.
Jiang Yixing stepped between the two, "OK, I'm a wood element, I'll handle this."
Jiang Yixing made the same gesture as Rong Hang, slightly raising his hand. Guo Linlu thought Jiang Yixing was also going to make a move, so he took a half step back and assumed a defensive stance.
But the green spiritual energy slowly seeped into his skin, taking away the stinging pain from the freezing, and the marks on his face gradually faded.
The four members of the team looked at Jiang Yixing in shock. This was the first time they had ever seen such a wood-type character. Was this Foundation Establishment?
Seeing that Jiang Yixing was still kindly treating him, Rong Hang didn't say anything, but just turned his head away and looked to the side.
Yu Wujian stepped forward and patted Guo Linlu on the shoulder, "Old Guo, quickly thank Senior Jiang."
Guo Linlu was naturally indignant. Wasn't this a case of slapping someone and then giving them a treat, making a fool of him? These two were clearly in cahoots. One attacked without any explanation, so wasn't it only natural that the other would heal him?
But when he looked up and saw Jiang Yixing's smiling eyes and Rong Hang's gloomy face behind him, he blurted out "I'm sorry".
Ye Dong and Yu Wujian both breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, Lao Guo hadn't stubbornly refused to die.
Guo Linlu felt indignant, and his face darkened the moment he turned around. "Hmph, they'll see what happens later."
Where no one could see, a little hamster crawled on the bare ground, its eyes occasionally flashing red.
The four finally set off. Jiang Yixing sat down, took a sip of tea, and touched his face. "Do I look like I have a very good temper?"
Jiang Yixing was truly baffled by the fact that Guo Linlu, with his meager cultivation level, dared to provoke a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Although killing is prohibited now, it should be easy to teach Guo Linlu a lesson, right? Why is he so confident?
Rong Hang kept a long face and refused to turn around, saying softly, "Who told you to be so nice to them?"
"Ah—" Jiang Yixing moved closer to Rong Hang, "Are you angry?"
Rong Hang wanted to turn back, but Jiang Yixing grabbed his face and stared at him. Rong Hang felt a surge of heat rising in his eyes.
Jiang Yixing picked up a cream puff and fed it to Rong Hang, then let go of his hand and said with a smile, "Don't be angry."
The moment Jiang Yixing let go, Rong Hang looked lost and lowered his eyes. He pinched the cream puff pastry in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Don't be angry."
Meanwhile, the four who had set out finally found the White Tiger resting in the woods and immediately unleashed a barrage of attacks.
Jiang Yixing's hand holding the cream puff trembled slightly. Ah, she probably understood why Guo Linlu had the courage to challenge her. Their strength was not even half that of a Qi Refining cultivator in the Immortal Realm. By extension, one could imagine the level of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
If the foundation building here is only at the average level of a true foundation building practitioner, then there is indeed nothing to fear.
Guo Linlu was the best performer among the four, being the oldest and most experienced.
As a talisman master, Ye Dong was not a melee fighter, so he stood behind the three to provide support. Jiang Yixing watched as he took out several talisman papers from his bag, the contents of which were unknown, and threw them at the white tiger. The impact on the white tiger's thick skin was about the same as tickling it.
Yu Wujian was a master swordsman. He drew his cleaver from behind with considerable force; the blade was blackish-gold, yet it didn't gleam in the sunlight. Jiang Yixing thought to himself, "It's a fine blade," and couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. He gripped the cleaver with both hands, let out a loud shout, and charged forward, neither dodging nor blocking, but directly towards the white tiger. The white tiger immediately noticed the human and opened its blood-red maw. Yu Wujian's only redeeming quality was his courage; unlike Ye Dong, he wasn't so frightened that he couldn't even hold onto his talisman. Yu Wujian's cleaver was firmly blocked by the white tiger. He turned to counterattack the tiger's back, but the white tiger didn't give him the chance, and was about to slap Yu Wujian.
At this moment, Guo Linlu's fireball spell arrived, hitting the White Tiger squarely in the front, and a small patch of the White Tiger's beautiful fur was scorched.
Jiang Yixing sighed. Good heavens, after a coordinated attack, the White Tiger only suffered minor injuries.
As for Zhou Xinghe, whom Jiang Yixing was most familiar with, he seemed to have good skills and used his spells quite steadily, but he lacked coordination with others. Moreover, it was obvious at a glance that he had never practiced fighting moving creatures. With the White Tiger moving at high speed, Zhou Xinghe could not hit the target at all.
The others still had a shred of self-respect and stubbornly refrained from calling out to Jiang Yixing, but Zhou Xinghe had already shouted, "Sister Yixing! Save me!" when he couldn't hit Baihu no matter what he did, but almost hit Yu Wujian.
Guo Linlu glared at him fiercely. This young master of the Zhou family insisted on getting involved because of his family background. All he did was call for help. What kind of real combat was this? He was just here to curry favor with Jiang Yixing! Shameless! These hypocrites!
Zhou Xinghe glared back when glared at. He was joking, they were definitely no match for this tiger, so why bother fighting? If they fought again, they would all be dead!
Jiang Yixing had no choice but to stand up. She had originally thought they could barely hold out until the White Tiger gave out, but now it seemed they were the ones who would be beaten to a pulp by the White Tiger! Besides Zhou Xinghe, hadn't the other three members of their team participated in many demon-hunting expeditions? How come they couldn't handle a White Tiger?
If Ye Dong and Yu Wujian knew what Jiang Yixing was thinking, they would definitely cry foul. This wasn't due to a lack of experience, but rather a difference in strength! The demons they had captured before all lived in concrete jungles like themselves—cats that had cultivated into spirits, stray dogs that had become spirits, weasels, roosters, and so on! They had never encountered a purely wild carnivorous animal like this before!
Jiang Yixing was somewhat puzzled. The strength of modern cultivators was far weaker than she had imagined, yet the strength of demonic beasts was comparable to that of immortals of the same level. This could no longer be explained by meager spiritual energy; there must be some secret behind it.
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