At the same time, two cold, heavy objects suddenly appeared and bound to Lu Fuyue's ankles. Caught off guard, she was almost thrown off balance by the weight.
Lu Fuyue steadied herself, and after seeing Yan Nanfei's unchanging expression, she quickly understood what was going on.
She steadied herself, slightly lifted her skirt with both hands, glanced at the thing on her ankle, and a deep meaning flashed in her eyes. "Uncle-Master, what does this mean?"
"Does this mean I have to take these two pieces of black iron to the trial?"
Yan Nanfei glanced at her, then stepped into the void gate, and disappeared a moment later.
Only two sentences lingered in the air: "In the process of fighting an opponent, sometimes speed and strength will determine everything."
"These two pieces of black iron weigh a thousand pounds each, which will be perfect for testing your speed and strength during this trial."
Lu Fuyue pursed her lips; what she said was indeed true.
Senior Brother Luo had said the same thing to her before. And what she lacks most right now is power!
Lu Fuyue looked down at the void gate and was about to follow, but as she moved, the weight of the two black iron rings on her ankles suddenly made her stop.
Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes and glanced at the two cold iron rings on her ankles, her eyes darkening slightly.
These two pieces of ancient black iron must weigh more than a thousand catties.
Otherwise, with her physical strength at the early stage of the third level of body refinement, how could she be restricted by them?
A moment later, she forcibly suppressed the weight and followed into the void gate.
As soon as she entered, Lu Fuyue looked around but couldn't find Yan Nanfei. Instead, she found herself in a dense forest.
Just as she was looking around, a lewd and disgusting voice suddenly came from behind her, "I didn't expect there to be a beauty by this lake."
"Beautiful lady, are you going to take a bath? How about we bathe together?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Fuyue felt a wave of nausea and turned to look.
A wretched old man covered in black feathers and with a pockmarked face emerged from behind the big tree.
After Lu Fuyue turned around and saw her face clearly, the old man hurriedly swallowed, "She...she's a human cultivator with pure spiritual energy."
He walked over with a smile, touching his belt. "Beauty, you haven't tasted the pleasure of dual cultivation yet, have you?"
Lu Fuyue took a few steps back, gradually retreating to the edge of the lake. She glanced back, her eyes darkening slightly. One more step back and she would fall into the lake.
The lake behind her wasn't very big, but the water was too dark, and who knows what dangers might be lurking within.
Lu Fuyue looked at the man who was walking towards her step by step.
He quickly considered how to solve it.
If she wasn't mistaken, the person in front of her was a nine-headed poisonous bird at the half-Nascent Soul stage, with all nine heads filled with love poison. No wonder he was so disgusting that she wanted to vomit.
Du Jiuhei seemed to sense Lu Fuyue's thoughts. His face darkened, he stopped in his tracks, and instantly unleashed all the pressure of his half-step Nascent Soul cultivation on Lu Fuyue, roaring, "A mere human cultivator dares to plot against me!"
He has nine heads, which is equivalent to nine people, so he can naturally sense Lu Fuyue's resistance.
However, Lu Fuyue seemed unaffected by the pressure; she stood there motionless, giving a sarcastic smile.
"Half-step Nascent Soul, not that great."
Little did they know, her bloodline was far more noble than that of the scruffy nine-headed bird. Even though she was hiding her bloodline power, she was not someone that a mere inferior demon beast could bully.
Du Jiuhei's expression changed drastically. Trembling, he pointed a finger at her, "You...you, could it be that you've been hiding your cultivation level?"
Lu Fuyue glanced at him coldly, but remained silent. Then she raised her hand and summoned the Weak Water Harp.
She was certainly capable of fighting a demonic beast at the half-Nascent Soul stage, and even if she couldn't kill it, she had a way to escape.
Lu Fuyue's hands moved rapidly back and forth on the strings of the zither. The moment the zither music started, countless water droplets flew out from the lake and surrounded Du Jiuhei.
After regaining his senses, Du Jiuhei glanced at Lu Fuyue. He clearly did not believe that Lu Fuyue had the ability to resist his pressure.
"You're not afraid of my pressure, do you have some kind of treasure? Judging from the solidity of your spiritual energy, you're only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm."
"Since you want to take action, I'll play along with you, just for fun."
Du Jiuhei stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes fixed on Lu Fuyue's slender waist.
He paid no attention to the mist; what trouble could a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator possibly cause?
Lu Fuyue's eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to play the zither, which quickened its pace once more. Countless wisps of water mist transformed into translucent white gauze, suddenly wrapping Du Jiuhei tightly in the shape of a cicada pupa.
Underestimating your opponent can be fatal!
Trapped inside the white veil, Du Jiuhei initially didn't take it seriously, but the next second he clutched his chest, feeling utterly powerless.
He gasped for air, but his breathing became increasingly rapid.
What happened? How could this be?
A flicker of fear flashed in Du Jiu's dark eyes. Could it be... that the air inside was being absorbed by these white veils at an alarming rate, making it impossible for him to breathe?
His eyes hardened; then he wouldn't be so lenient. He had originally intended to spare her life.
Instantly, Du Jiuhei transformed back into its original form. The next second, a giant nine-headed poisonous bird-beast raised its head, opened its mouth, and roared loudly. Immediately, a demonic wind arose, and the low-level demonic beasts within a ten-mile radius fled in terror. Even the nearby trees were snapped in two by this demonic wind and flew into the sky, circling back and forth.
The wind stirred Lu Fuyue's clothes and hair, but her expression remained unchanged. She leaped onto the emerald green lake and calmly began to play her zither.
With a sudden, forceful press of his fingertip, the white veil contracted rapidly, causing the nine-headed poisonous bird inside to foam at the mouth and nearly be strangled.
A gentle breeze blew by, and countless spiritual energies surged into Lu Fuyue's body, creating a wave of spiritual energy. Many light blue spiritual beads emerged from the bottom of the lake and flew into her body.
Lu Fuyue closed her eyes, and a mysterious aura flowed through her body, as if none of the surrounding storms could affect her meditation.
Her slender fingers danced across the instrument, as if she had entered another world.
In that world, she sat deep in a peach grove, playing her zither, attracting countless birds to sing and surround her. The music was like a clear mountain stream, flowing gently, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
But I always felt that something was missing.
Lu Fuyue, immersed in her own world, frowned slightly. What exactly was missing?
Her hand movements gradually stopped.
Without the sound of the zither, the white gauze slowly began to become transparent and loosened, allowing outside air to seep into it through the gaps.
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