The group ran towards the middle of the sea, but Jia Xitong wouldn't let them succeed.
She flew into the air and blocked their path. "Who are you? If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being impolite."
"We are direct disciples of Master Baiyu of Yimeng Academy."
Upon hearing this, the group immediately revealed their identities, saying, "We were the ones who came looking for this treasure first, but you beat us to it. We advise you to give it up immediately."
"We arrived here long ago; there's no room for you here."
Jia Xitong immediately retorted upon hearing their words.
These people are far too unreasonable and have a robber mentality.
However, she had heard of Yimeng Academy before; the Snow Maiden who remained in the Snow Mountain was once a disciple of Yimeng Academy.
Because of the Snow Maiden, Jia Xitong was relatively lenient towards the people of Yimeng Academy, saying, "Considering that you are disciples of Yimeng Academy, I can forgive you for leaving on your own."
Unfortunately, Jia Xitong's forbearance was not taken to heart. "If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. This treasure hasn't recognized an owner yet; whoever gets it first gets to keep it!"
Six people attacked Jia Xitong simultaneously.
They didn't even say hello.
Jia Xitong frowned and retreated sharply.
"Hmph, take this!"
The female cultivators took the lead and attacked Jia Xitong, their swords flashing and their sword energy soaring like rainbows.
The opponent came with great force, but upon closer inspection, he saw Wu Ling.
Jia Xitong gathered spiritual power in his palm and shattered her showy facade with a single blow.
"Junior Sister!"
The remaining people quickly stepped forward to receive it.
Jia Xitong's confidence surged as she blocked their path in mid-air. She looked at the group with a cold expression and said, "I'll say it one last time. If you continue to be stubborn, I won't be polite."
Unfortunately, the six remained completely unfazed by Jia Xitong's warning.
"Set up the formation!"
Following the command of the eldest disciple, the group instantly formed a strange formation.
They closed their eyes together and formed the same hand seal.
"At the mountain of Zhaozhang'e, a red heart descended from heaven, and the savage beasts of the wilderness—"
out!"
The surrounding spiritual energy began to surge violently.
A large array diagram appeared behind them. In the primordial chaos, a four-meter-tall, red leopard-like monster with five giant long tails and red horns appeared behind the array diagram.
It slammed its head into the array diagram, unleashing the overwhelming pressure of a late-stage Martial Grandmaster.
No wonder these people are so weak, yet they can be so arrogant.
Jia Xitong took a step back, preparing to face this big guy.
"Zheng—!"
It's out.
The sound was like the clanging of stones.
The Hun Tian Bracelet on Jia Xitong's wrist flew out of her hand and crashed heavily into the monster like a shooting star.
Missed?!
Jia Xitong was stunned as the Hun Tian Bracelet passed through the monster's body as if it hadn't touched anything. Then, a roar came from the other side, and a thick tail lashed out at her with a gust of wind.
What's going on?
Jia Xitong kept dodging the monster's attacks, and once again hurled the magical artifact at the monster's head.
This happened again.
Before she could dodge, the monster's tail lashed out at her lower abdomen.
My internal organs felt like they were being torn apart.
Her face turned pale instantly, while the six men from Yimeng suddenly perked up.
"What we have summoned is the ancient ferocious beast, the Zheng."
It is not a physical entity, but an illusion.
This is a formation tailor-made for us by our master. When the six of us combine, we are comparable to a peak Martial Grandmaster. A mere mid-stage Martial Grandmaster dares to challenge us!
"plum"
illusory?
They were summoned by those six.
The Yimeng Six demonstrated with their strength what it means for villains to die from talking too much, which served as a reminder to Jia Xitong.
Since we can't hit this monster, let's target these six people instead.
She altered the original pattern of the Four Symbols Transformation Talisman, and instead drew six lightning-summoning talismans that rushed towards the six people. The six people, who were the pillars of the formation, were completely unable to move, let alone dodge, and were hit squarely by the talisman.
Thunder roared from the sky and struck the six people heavily.
The monster was clearly affected when the six people were attacked.
This is such a genius formation! It's such a huge bug. If it can evade the monsters, then these few people are just easy prey for her.
Jia Xitong looked at the six people.
He wouldn't listen to reason, and now that he's in her hands, what good can come of it?
Jia Xitong pressed her advantage, relentlessly attacking them until the monster vanished. One by one, they were beaten to the ground like targets. Jia Xitong then strung all six of them together with rope, waiting for Shang Yanting to finish and let him deal with them.
"What kind of disciple is this, a disciple of a True Lord? How dare you?"
She tied the six people up, not forgetting to mentally humiliate them, saying, "Your master must be an idealistic array designer, doesn't he use his brain?" (cascoo.net)
After Jia Xitong finished speaking, the six men glared at him angrily.
She stood up, her abdomen, which had been injured earlier, throbbed with pain from the movement.
I can't get over it.
Jia Xitong, being petty, squatted down and punched each of the six men in the stomach, determined to get revenge.
"You bastard!"
The only female disciple among the six glared at her angrily, "My master will not let you get away with this!"
Jia Xitong glared at her arrogantly, "If you're so capable, then let him come."
Just as she finished speaking, a powerful pressure came from afar. High in the western sky, a carriage pulled by six pure white horses sped towards them. "Daoist Baiyu is here. Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."
Holy crap, they really came?!
Jia Xitong had no idea.
She couldn't help but take two steps back, looking warily at the approaching carriage.
"Hmph, my master's here, you just wait and see what happens!"
The female nun visibly hardened up.
Seeing her irritating attitude, Jia Xitong secretly kicked her again.
The female cultivator's originally beautiful face instantly became distorted.
At this moment, Jia Xitong took out the Hun Tian Bracelet and suspended it above the heads of the six people. She looked at the approaching cultivator with confidence, for she now held the lives of this person's six personal disciples in her hands.
"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy."
The man stopped the carriage and slowly walked towards Jia Xitong.
He was dressed in a white robe, and even his hair was completely white. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with a calm and composed demeanor, exuding the air of a reclusive sage.
He moved extremely slowly, but with the skill of shrinking the distance to an inch, he was in front of her in an instant.
So strong!
Jia Xitong's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the man warily. She wasn't confident she could defeat him, so she could only settle for second best and hold out until Shang Yanting ended this strange encounter quickly.
Really
Why did it take so long?
Jia Xitong held the Golden Holy Brush in one hand and the Winged Talisman in the other, which was said to signify that "both the enemy and I will die together."
"I hope you will show mercy, fellow Daoist, and spare my foolish disciple."
Bai Yuzhenjun's polite demeanor surprised Jia Xitong. Was he trying to reason with her?
"If you want to seize this opportunity, you'll have to step over my dead body."
Her tone was firm.
Then, he secretly asked the real system in his mind, "Can this transmigration be saved?"
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