Chapter 36 Help! I can't always be protected by my wife!
As the Sima family head finished speaking.
With a "hum," the earth trembled, and a crimson light shot into the sky, weaving into a fine spiritual net that sealed everyone within this world.
The array patterns emanated a suffocating sense of oppression, and in that instant, all the spiritual energy of this place was sealed off.
"This is a Trapping Immortal Formation!" A formation cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, "They really intend to wipe us out!"
This exclamation was like a boulder falling into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.
"What?"
"Are they crazy? There are thousands of us here. Do you think they can kill us all?"
The crowd erupted in uproar, buzzing with discussion. Some couldn't believe the Sima family was so audacious as to kill so many people, especially considering that many disciples from major sects were present.
Some people were pale, their legs were weak, and their eyes were darting around, constantly searching for something in the crowd.
"Let's fight them!" Some of the most spirited cultivators had already drawn their swords, ready to fight the Sima family cultivators to the death.
Above the sky, nearly a thousand black-robed guards drew their swords in unison, their blades pointing directly at the group of cultivators trapped within the great formation.
The shadow of death loomed over everyone, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Bai Ye's feet shifted slightly, as if he was about to step out.
"Don't kill me!"
A sharp voice pierced the deathly silence.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young cultivator, thin as a monkey, soar into the sky and stumble to the edge of the great formation.
He bowed deeply to the Sima family head outside the formation, his head almost touching his feet, his voice so obsequious it was nauseating, "Senior, please understand, I know who killed the Sima family cultivators. Just let me out, and I will tell you the truth!"
Upon hearing this, hundreds more figures rushed up, like a pack of wild dogs wagging their tails and begging for mercy, crowding around the edge of the formation and frantically kowtowing, "Yes, yes, we know who it is, let us out."
"It was all done by that red-robed swordsman, it has nothing to do with us!"
The monks' groveling and begging posture filled the Sima family head with a twisted sense of pleasure.
He burst into laughter, the sound like muffled thunder rolling across the sky, laughing so hard he was doubled over and couldn't straighten up.
"It seems that not everyone in your Wilderness State is a tough nut to crack?" he said, raising his hand and pointing to the figure standing quietly on the other side.
"And you? Aren't you going to beg for mercy?"
In the direction he pointed, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, dressed in pristine white, wielded their swords with resounding hum, their sword intent soaring to the heavens. Even the youngest junior sister's eyes shone with fierce fighting spirit.
The fairy maidens of Hundred Flowers Valley, their robes fluttering, appeared as if they were celestial beings descended to earth. They paid no attention to the conflict in the sky, but anxiously searched among the crowd. Only after confirming that the red figure was not there did their tense expressions relax slightly.
In the center of the crowd, Li Shoumo stood quietly.
Looking at those obsequious figures, at those faces filled with fawning and fear, she felt like laughing, and she actually did laugh.
The laughter was soft, yet chillingly cold.
Is this the cultivator from Dali?
What can these spineless cowards do besides grovel and beg for mercy?
Behind her, the Great Li Xuanjia Army stood as silent as a mountain. Spears were raised simultaneously, their cold light gleaming like a forest, pointing straight to the heavens!
There were no words, no shouts, only a chilling killing intent soaring into the sky, intertwining with the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the spiritual light of the Hundred Flowers Valley.
Bai Ye gazed at the group of proudly standing figures in the distance, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
"See? I told you all the beautiful women in the cultivation world are good people!" she muttered to herself.
Yes, he's a good person, but don't rush in! These things aren't in the story; if you rush in, you'll definitely get beaten up.
Xiao Wang anxiously tried to dissuade him, noticing that the little brat was already getting restless.
"Your plot is so awful, it doesn't make any sense at all. I'm starting to suspect you got the wrong script," Bai complained. "If I don't go out, they can't break this Immortal-Trapping Formation."
【No, baby, you're still a child, you can't beat so many people.】
Bai ignored Xiao Wang's attempts to stop him!
She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly. With each breath, her aura changed drastically, and her previously restrained spiritual power exploded out like a volcanic eruption.
"Whoosh!" Before she could catch her breath, her figure shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow!
In the instant she leaped into the air, she reverted to her original appearance, her eyes brimming with youthful vigor and arrogance.
Although she was wearing an old gray robe, her signature silver hair made her instantly recognizable to everyone.
"Hey, old Deng!"
A clear, melodious voice pierced the sky. Bai shouldered his heavy sword, pointed at the Sima family head outside the Immortal Trapping Formation, and said provocatively, "Look here!"
The head of the Sima family looked in the direction of the sound and found it was a young, blond-haired girl.
A little blonde brat!!!
"It's you?" the Sima family head roared!
"Yes, it's me!" Bai Ye's eyes burned with fighting spirit.
She took a step into the air, and the spiritual energy beneath her feet exploded into a dazzling halo, sweeping outwards and instantly destroying several array flags.
"Your dead son has been sent away. Now, it's your turn!"
Upon seeing this, the crowd below all sighed and covered their foreheads.
Liu Xianyue covered her face in pain, "I thought this brat would at least hide until the very last moment."
I should never have made a bet with that damned woman Zhong Jiuli. In just a short while, she actually lost ten years' worth of dividends from Wanxiang Pavilion.
How many good things would it take to make up for the loss! Liu Xianyue felt so heartbroken she could hardly breathe.
"She won't hide!"
Zhong Jiuli stood with her arms crossed, looking up at the proud figure standing in the sky. Her red lips were slightly upturned, and her tone carried a hint of pride.
“With so many people trapped here, given her personality, she won’t hide,” Zhong Jiuli added, as if afraid that Liu Xianyue wouldn’t understand why Bai Ye didn’t hide.
"Fine, fine, I know she won't hide anymore. Don't emphasize it anymore, or your little tiger cub is going to get a beating," Liu Xianyue said irritably.
As the two talked, the atmosphere in the sky grew even more tense.
The Sima family head's eyes were filled with doubt, confusion, and overflowing anger. He simply couldn't understand how a mere Foundation Establishment stage girl could kill hundreds of elite members of his Sima family.
"Old Deng? Didn't you come looking for me? Undo this great formation, and I can go back to Guzhou with you," Bai Ye called out again.
She didn't want to involve these innocent people, even though they had just tried to find her to settle things. But putting herself in their shoes, if she were about to die, she would do everything she could to survive.
Bai didn't blame them, he just didn't like them!
"Yes, yes, yes! Senior, you are wise, she was the one who killed them all." The gaunt cultivator roared in a shrill voice.
Others echoed this sentiment, fearing they might be implicated by Bai.
"You? You think you can fool me?" The head of the Sima family narrowed his eyes, his expression saying, "You fools, don't even think you can fool me. A Foundation Establishment cultivator can kill more than three hundred elite disciples of my Sima family? Do you think I'm stupid?"
"No one is leaving today!"
As his words fell, nearly a thousand black-robed cultivators outside the formation simultaneously formed hand seals, their movements perfectly synchronized, as if they were one person.
The longswords in their hands hummed, their blades trembled, and in an instant, thousands of sword energies soared into the sky.
Like a torrential downpour, or a silver river hanging upside down, they intertwined in mid-air to form an impenetrable net of sword energy. The mesh of the net was so fine that even the smallest flying insect could not escape. Each sword energy was connected end to end, endlessly circulating and repeating.
It's as if it wants to turn the entire world into dust.
Those cultivators who had rushed to the edge of the formation were the first to be injured. Some screamed in terror and turned to flee, while others summoned their personal magical artifacts to protect themselves.
However, regardless of the choice made, the moment the sword net touched them, they and their magical artifacts exploded into dust, their souls and spirits annihilated.
Bai's pupils contracted, golden divine light swirling wildly in his eyes as he stared intently at the overwhelming net of swords.
"No, the spiritual energy of this sword net is self-circulating. Destroying even a little bit will only cause a more violent backlash."
It's unstoppable, utterly unstoppable. With her current cultivation level, she can't destroy the sword net, but she can break this grand formation.
Bai Ye's gaze swept across the entire Immortal Trapping Array. In an instant, the array transformed into countless law patterns in her eyes, each pattern clearly visible.
"Found it!"
Her figure suddenly blurred as she unleashed her Void Escape Technique to its fullest extent. Her true form had already destroyed several array flags, and only then did the afterimage left behind slowly disappear.
"Damn it!" The Sima family head roared hoarsely, his face contorted. "Kill her, don't let her break the formation."
Nearly a hundred black-robed cultivators simultaneously turned their swords, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that poured down upon Bai Ye like a storm.
However, she was too fast; each attack could only futilely shatter the afterimages left behind.
Just as Bai was busy breaking the formation, the sword net within the Immortal Trapping Formation finally reached the people behind them.
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were the first to attack. Their flying swords were unsheathed simultaneously, their cries shaking the heavens, forming a wall of swords above their heads.
The fairies of Hundred Flowers Valley made hand seals, and countless petals appeared out of thin air, each containing pure spiritual power, transforming into a sky-wide barrier.
The Dali Xuanjia Army stepped forward in perfect unison, their spears pointing forward simultaneously. Their soaring fighting spirit formed a solid shield, protecting everyone behind them.
Some cultivators who refused to compromise also joined in, fighting alongside the others against the overwhelming force of the great formation.
With a deafening roar, the sword net slammed into the barrier formed by everyone. Instantly, blinding spiritual light burst forth from the center of the impact, followed by a shockwave that shook the heavens and the earth.
The ground within a radius of a thousand feet collapsed completely, and the protective shield shook violently, yet it remained intact.
But this couldn't last long. The Immortal Trapping Formation had run out of spiritual energy, and for everyone, it was a desperate struggle.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the sky, where a tall figure in a gray robe was flashing wildly, each appearance accompanied by the destruction of a formation flag.
At this moment, she is everyone's hope.
"Is that enough?" Liu Xianyue leaned lazily against the tree trunk, her fingertips pinching a green leaf, and idly used her spiritual power to carve a small tiger baring its teeth and roaring.
Zhong Jiuli's gaze fell on the green leaf. She reached out and snatched it from her fingertips, examined it carefully, and then put it into her storage ring.
After completing this bandit act, she looked up at the sky, gazing at the figure that had broken through the formation, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Hmm, that's about it."
Within the great formation, corpses littered the ground. Those cultivators who had knelt and begged for mercy had long since been reduced to pieces of flesh and blood, scattered everywhere. Only the people below who were forming an array to resist, and the gray figure high in the sky, were still racing against death.
"Then it's our turn to make a move?" Liu Xianyue asked again.
Zhong Jiuli chuckled softly, her voice low but her aura extremely imposing, "It's our turn to make a move!"
"This little one needs to know that she's not all alone behind her."
After saying this, their clones transformed into starlight and vanished into the world.
At the same time, outside the great formation, two figures stepped through the air, each step causing the entire Immortal Trapping Formation to groan in despair.
Zhong Jiuli, dressed in white, looked as ethereal as a fairy, while Liu Xianyue, in bright red, was as dazzling as her crimson lotus flames.
The moment the two appeared, the devastating sword net melted away silently, like spring snow meeting the warm sun.
The ferocity on the Sima family head's face froze instantly, and the large hand that had been pointing out the direction of the country just moments before was now frozen in front of him.
"How could this be, how could this be..." The Sima family head's lips trembled, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the newcomer.
The old man standing at the back of the crowd looked ashen-faced. The patriarch had ordered the men to set up a killing formation as soon as he arrived, and he had no time to report that these two were also here.
Of course, the old man didn't really want to bring it up. He had been slapped by Zhong Jiuli first, and then by the young master. For a Nascent Soul cultivator, this was incredibly humiliating.
Zhong Jiuli casually raised her hand, her slender fingertips gently clenching in the void. The entire Immortal Trapping Array immediately erupted with a deafening explosion, and countless array patterns collapsed in the air.
The black-robed cultivators who were maintaining the great formation all coughed up blood and fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
“Mahayana cultivator…” A black-robed leader’s knees buckled uncontrollably, and he knelt down in front of the two.
His kneeling was like a domino effect, causing a whole host of people to kneel down in the sky.
This was the power of a great cultivator; the mere pressure emanating from Liu Xianyue was enough to make everyone present gasp for breath.
Below the great formation, the people who had been struggling to hold on all soared into the sky the moment the formation broke, landing behind the two in perfect unison.
Bai Ye stopped breaking the formation the instant Zhong Jiuli appeared.
Although she had already dismantled most of the battle flags, Zhong Jiuli's last move seemed a bit like stealing kills.
But who can blame him when this person is his wife? She's his own wife, so of course he'll spoil her!
"Sect Master Liu... Sect Master Zhong, what is the meaning of this, seniors? Do you intend to use your power to intimidate us?" The Sima family head's voice was hoarse. He forced himself not to kneel down, but his legs, hidden under his wide robe, were already trembling uncontrollably.
"What do you mean?" Liu Xianyue raised her eyebrows and spoke with a half-smile, "I'd like to ask you, what does Patriarch Sima mean?"
"Sect Master Zhong and I just wanted to explore a secret realm for fun, but as soon as we came out, we were surrounded by your Sima family."
At this point, she turned to Zhong Jiuli and blinked hard.
Zhong Jiuli replied expressionlessly, "Using power to intimidate others."
“Yes, using force to intimidate.” Liu Xianyue clapped her hands and sighed dramatically, “It’s a pity that our two clones are only at the ‘Golden Core’ level. How could they possibly withstand the fierce army of the Sima family? They died tragically under your Sima family’s Immortal Trapping Formation.”
Bai Ye listened to Liu Xianyue's affected performance and couldn't help but twitch her lips. She could see it all clearly.
These two women watched the whole thing from the shadows.
The head of the Sima family wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. At this moment, in the depths of this desolate and uninhabited mountain, if these two wanted to kill them all here, it would only be a matter of moving their fingers.
Even if he summoned his ancestor through a communication jade talisman, his ancestor was no match for either of them.
Faced with circumstances beyond their control, the head of the Sima family chose to temporarily back down. "It was my... rudeness. I will personally apologize another day. However, today is a private matter for the Sima family, so please do not interfere, seniors."
Liu Xianyue snorted coldly, "Oh? So, in the eyes of your Sima family, a private matter is to set up this Immortal Trapping Formation and surround and kill thousands of young cultivators in this desolate state? In the eyes of your Sima family, human life should be so cheap?"
"Master Liu, you flatter me. My son died tragically here. As a father, I was blinded by grief and anger," the Sima family head argued.
Bai also secretly rolled his eyes. The old man wasn't like this when he was putting on airs earlier.
Who is he putting on this act for? It's just that the newcomer is stronger than him, so he starts trying to appeal to their emotions and reason with them.
"Heh~" Liu Xianyue covered her mouth and chuckled, "What you're saying, Patriarch Sima, is quite something. You lost your son, and I lost my clone. Shouldn't we settle this score properly?"
"Does Pavilion Master Liu have to be so aggressive?" Patriarch Sima glared angrily. "It's just a mere clone. With your cultivation, you can reunite it in the blink of an eye. But my son truly died here, his soul scattered, without even the chance to be reincarnated!"
Liu Xianyue's smile faded, and she slowly stepped forward. With each step, crimson fire lotuses appeared beneath her feet, displaying the demeanor of a powerful cultivator.
"Why can't I be aggressive?" she asked softly, her red lips slightly parted. "Why should I, Liu Xianyue, have to consider the Sima family's feelings when I act?"
The head of the Sima family gasped for breath and turned to look at Zhong Jiuli, trying to get her to uphold justice. "Sect Leader Zhong! The world calls the Sanqing Sect the Kunxu Holy Land. As the master of the Holy Land, are you just going to let Pavilion Master Liu bully people like this?"
As he said this, it seemed he had finally come up with a perfect reason, and he raised his voice, "If word gets out and the people of the Nine Provinces know that the Three Pure Ones Sect and the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion joined forces to bully a small family, wouldn't that damage your reputations?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Jiuli's lips curled slightly, and when she looked up, her eyes seemed to sparkle like a river of stars. "You should go back and ask your ancestor about that. I, Zhong Jiuli, never need a reason to kill someone."
Her words were incredibly assertive.
Bai thought so too. His eyes fell on Zhong Jiuli's flawless profile. This was his wife. Even when she was reasoning with someone, she was still so beautiful.
However... ultimately, you have to walk your own path!
How can I always be protected by my wife? How can I tarnish her reputation?
Anyway, she was all alone, and those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have shoes on.
“Old man, I already said, I killed him.” Bai Ye’s figure blurred, and he flashed in front of Zhong Jiuli, standing opposite the Sima family head.
"Look closely, I'm the one who killed your son! If you have any grudges to settle, just come to me."
The head of the Sima family glared, his eyes burning with fury. "You little beast!!! I'll kill you!!!"
He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike towards Bai Ye, the terrifying pressure surging like a tidal wave, only to be effortlessly neutralized by an invisible barrier the instant it touched the hem of Bai Ye's clothes.
“Patriarch Sima!” Zhong Jiuli spoke again, “Your son set up ambushes multiple times in the secret realm, but Pavilion Master Liu and I did not pursue the matter with him. I think it is not appropriate for elders to intervene in the grudges between the younger generation, is it?”
Her words were clearly biased. The head of the Sima family understood what she meant: settling accounts was fine, but the old folks weren't allowed to deal with this young girl.
But his son was already dead, and there were no outstanding young people left in the clan.
"Old man, I know you're probably thinking that none of your descendants are good fighters, and you think Zhong Jiuli is making things difficult for you, right?"
Bai Ye stepped forward, his heavy sword pointing directly at the head of the Sima family. "I'll give you a chance to avenge your son. Fight me, and it's up to you whether you live or die."
"Good!" The head of the Sima family practically roared out the word.
A gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes; he hadn't expected this young girl to be so foolish. With only Foundation Establishment cultivation, she dared to fight him, a Nascent Soul cultivator—she was simply courting death.
A hint of panic flashed across Zhong Jiuli's face as she reached out to stop Bai Ye.
"Let her go, let them fight it out." Liu Xianyue grabbed her arm and transmitted her voice, "Zhong Jiuli, do you think the two of us here can't protect a little tiger?"
"Besides, the stage has already been set up, and I have no intention of letting the Sima family leave today."
Zhong Jiuli looked ahead at Bai Ye, who stood tall with his head held high. The little tiger's slender figure stood straight in the wind.
The hesitation in her eyes turned into determination.
After all, Bai Ye's previous performance has proven that she is by no means a fledgling bird that needs protection. She was born to be strong and is destined to be a phoenix soaring through the nine heavens.
The people behind him were even more incredulous. It was undeniable that Bai was indeed incredibly talented and had remarkable combat power.
But no matter how amazing her talent is, she still needs time to grow. How long has she been cultivating? If she had more time to grow, perhaps this old man would indeed not be her match, but definitely not now.
"Please!" Bai Ye shouted, pointing his heavy sword straight ahead. As the sword moved, an invisible sword aura soared into the sky.
The head of the Sima family sneered, and the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly erupted. He raised his hand and a jet-black spear instantly fell into his palm.
The spear was as black as ink, with a ghostly aura swirling around its tip, making it look extremely sinister.
"You little beast, prepare to die!" The head of the Sima family roared, unleashing his family's ultimate technique, wishing he could kill Bai Ye on the spot and not want her to live for even a second longer.
The jet-black spears gleamed with an eerie, cold light, and in an instant, nearly a hundred figures wielding spears materialized in the sky. Each figure was as solid as a physical object, completely sealing off all of Bai's escape routes.
The onlookers retreated, clearing a battlefield for the two who were of vastly different strengths.
"This move..." Bai Ye's lips curled up slightly, "I've already experienced it firsthand from your damned son."
Before she could finish speaking, her figure vanished from the spot.
The next moment.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Nearly a hundred Bai Ye figures appeared in the air at the same time, each wielding a heavy sword, precisely meeting each spear shadow.
In an instant, the sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky. With each collision between the black heavy sword and the spear, sparks flew everywhere, dazzlingly bright.
The violent shockwave swept in all directions, uprooting towering ancient trees and shattering rocks into dust.
Zhong Jiuli raised her hand and set up a barrier in front of everyone to prevent them from being hit by the shockwave.
In the sky, Bai Ye could increasingly perceive the vast difference between Nascent Soul cultivators and Golden Core cultivators as the battle progressed.
Every sword strike she unleashed felt like a blow to ancient ice, failing to break through her defenses and causing her blood to surge with the force of the recoil.
There was also a chilling aura that was traveling along the hilt of the sword into her body, eroding the spiritual power in her dantian.
"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to challenge the might of a Nascent Soul cultivator. You little beast, do you know what an insurmountable barrier is?" The Sima family head grinned maliciously, twirling his spear as it slashed downwards, aiming straight for Bai Ye's face.
A massive spear shadow, over a thousand feet long, descended from the sky, as if it were about to cleave the entire desolate mountain range in two.
Bai Ye's eyes flashed with golden light, and he blocked with his heavy sword. With a "clang", the tip of the spear struck the blade.
Suddenly, an irresistible force came, and Bai used the force to retreat, his body flying out and creating distance between himself and the Sima family head.
"Sister Green, please help me!" Bai also mentally summoned the cheat.
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