Rather die than disobey
Yu Zhu squatted under the teahouse window, looking out through the window.
Jing Xu was still aware of the situation. He only dealt with a few people with lower cultivation levels on the outer edge of the battle, and he was able to handle it with ease.
Yu Zhu sensed that Jing Xu's cultivation had improved again. He was using the Wind and Snow Technique with great skill and the sword wind was sharp. Although it lacked a bit of the murderous aura, it could still overcome the hard with the soft.
Zhou Nan was also hovering on the outer edge of the circle. They were both grinding experience points on the outer edge.
The battle at the center is much more intense.
Jing Shu held her redwood pipa, her fingers plucking the strings. The music transformed into streaks of bright red blades, flying towards the people of Xianding Pavilion. Every now and then, she would play a few soothing notes to dispel the mocking noises from the musicians of Xianding Pavilion.
Hou Ji also drew his sword to fight, but the demonic sound entered his ears, and even the icy face showed a deep frown.
Even Baili Qu, who was still outside the city, led his Baili clan to join the battle.
Yu Zhu also saw Han'er, A Quan, and the man and woman who shared a table with them at the Immortal Pavilion that day. They fought back and forth, so their cultivation levels must be quite high.
As expected, their actions were all under the control of the Immortal Pavilion, namely Ning Wu—where is Ning Wu?
Yu Zhu suddenly stood up, gripped the windowsill tightly, and scanned the entire room, but could not find Ning Wu anywhere.
Where did he go? Yu Zhu remembered that Ning Wu had clearly come to the city gate with her.
The Jia Mansion! He's back at the Jia Mansion!
Yu Zhu rushed out, shouting, "Senior Sister! It's a diversionary tactic; Ning Wu has returned to the Jia Mansion!"
After saying that, Yuzhu flew a hundred meters away.
Upon hearing this, Han'er, the leader of the Immortal Pavilion, ordered a group of people: "Attack the city's defensive formation."
They need to destroy the city's defensive formation as soon as possible so that Ning Wu has a chance to escape directly.
When Jingxu and his group tried to return to the Jia family mansion, the people from Xianding Pavilion immediately stopped them.
Yu Zhu used her spiritual power to fly to the Jia Mansion. Halfway there, she suddenly saw a shadow sweep across her head. It was a flying horse carrying a carriage.
No one in the city is allowed to fly freely within the city without a valid reason, especially at this time when every household is ordered not to go outside. How could anyone be driving a flying car?
Yu Zhu hovered in front of the carriage, sword in hand, forcing it to stop. The carriage curtain blocked Yu Zhu's view, preventing him from seeing what was inside the carriage.
"The city is in turmoil, where are you headed?"
"Of course, they fled for their lives." It was the hoarse voice of an old man.
"The city's defensive formation has been activated; escape seems impossible."
Suddenly, a crack-like golden light appeared in the transparent barrier in the air.
Yu Zhu looked up at the spiritual energy shield that had been deployed by the city's protective formation. The shield was still emitting faint golden light, indicating that someone was trying to sabotage the formation.
A burst of spiritual energy shot straight at Yu Zhu's face, but Yu Zhu spun around and narrowly avoided it.
"Could you please make way, young lady?"
Yu Zhu swung her sword, slashing down the curtain. Inside the carriage was Ning Wu, with two children lying flat behind him, their fates unknown.
Ning Wu squeezed out the words, "If you won't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty cup," and then grabbed the reins, urging his flying horse to try and break through Yuzhu directly.
Yu Zhu, of course, could not let him succeed. She slashed out streaks of azure spiritual light with her longsword to block the flying horse's path. In an instant, the carriage was like a caged beast.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy shield above disappeared for a moment and then reappeared.
Ning Wu chuckled, "The city's protective formation will be broken soon, so stop making futile efforts."
Yu Zhu would never allow Ning Wu to take the two children away. If he did, they would be lost forever, and who knows when they would be found again.
Yu Zhu hardened her heart, swung her sword, and the sharp blade pierced the belly of the Pegasus. The Pegasus reared up and neighed, losing its direction and starting to run wildly.
Ning Wu was helpless; even with the reins almost snapping, he couldn't control the flying horse. Instead, he and the carriage swayed from side to side, so he had no choice but to abandon the carriage and fly into the air.
The Pegasus suddenly lost its momentum and crashed straight down with the carriage, which happened to be in an empty alley.
Seeing this, Yu Zhu unleashed a burst of spiritual energy towards the ground, and an ice pillar appeared out of thin air, catching the carriage. However, the city's protective array above flickered several more times, indicating a precarious situation.
Ning Wu leaped toward the carriage, and Yu Zhu flew to intercept him. In an instant, their swords clashed more than a hundred times, their blades gleaming.
“It was difficult for you to deal with two Golden Core cultivators on Shenrang Mountain. I have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. You can’t beat me,” Ning Wu said confidently.
Yu Zhu indeed felt that her spiritual power was almost exhausted. The opposing spiritual power and demonic power within her meridians were rubbing and colliding again. Her divine soul seal began to suppress the demonic power, desperately pressing the demonic power to one side of her meridians.
Perhaps the blood-drinking worms had some effect, as some of the magic power was absorbed, and Yu Zhu's pain was not as intense as last time.
Yu Zhu infused the sword with spiritual power, and the sword, carrying a frosty aura, attacked Ning Wu. Hundreds of sword beams pierced Ning Wu's body, and the flying snow, like hundreds of blades, tore through Ning Wu's robes and skin. With the final, all-out strike, Ning Wu was slammed heavily into the alley, and the hilt of his sword slipped from his hand.
Ning Wu twitched his limbs slightly, but was too weak to get up.
Yu Zhu wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, turned around to melt the ice pillar, and put down the carriage.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind tore through the air. Caught off guard, Yu Zhu was thrown to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her face filled with horror.
"You—you're a demonic cultivator!? Or a half-demon?"
The attack on Yuzhu just now was clearly magic!
"Cough cough, I didn't want you to die, but now you're definitely going to die."
Ning Wu suddenly stepped forward, disarmed Yu Zhu's counterattack, grabbed Yu Zhu by the neck and pinned her against the wall, strands of black magic wrapping around Yu Zhu's neck.
"Hmm, uh..."
In an instant, Yu Zhu felt her neck being clamped by iron clamps, and could only let out meaningless sobs. Yu Zhu kicked her legs wildly and scratched at Ning Wu's hands, trying to pry them open.
Soon, Yu Zhu's vision blurred, her consciousness began to fade, and her grip on Ning Wu's hand weakened.
Just as Yu Zhu was about to loosen her grip, the magic power wrapped around Yu Zhu's neck suddenly drilled into Yu Zhu's palm, and Yu Zhu's hand seemed to regain its strength, gripping Ning Wu's hand tightly, almost breaking it.
Even more strangely, the demonic energy and even life force within Ning Wu's body surged towards the hand that Yu Zhu was holding, entering Yu Zhu's palm and being forcibly absorbed. Ning Wu hurriedly released Yu Zhu's neck and shook off Yu Zhu's hand, but Yu Zhu's hand seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't shake it off.
Ningwu looked at Yuzhu. Yuzhu seemed not to be fully awake yet, but her breathing was already smooth. However, what frightened Ningwu was the scarlet in Yuzhu's eyes.
"You—you too—"
Ning Wu was terrified and drew his sword to cut off Yu Zhu's arm. Before the sword could even move, Yu Zhu's other hand had already crushed the wrist bone of Ning Wu's sword-wielding hand with a "crack".
With no other option, Ning Wu concentrated his spiritual power in his other hand and severed his own arm. Blood mist splattered everywhere, and Ning Wu teleported away.
Pfft!
Yu Zhu threw the knife he had dropped, piercing through his chest and abdomen. This strike was imbued with magical power, and Ning Wu would surely be annihilated.
Yu Zhu stood up, her left hand, the same hand that had just absorbed Ning Wu's magic power, trembling uncontrollably.
Not enough! This little bit of magic isn't enough! Another force within the meridians cried out.
The Soul Seal was burning hot, and trying to suppress this power felt like burning flames in her meridians. Yu Zhu spat out another mouthful of blood. Because she had absorbed Ning Wu's demonic power, the demonic power within Yu Zhu's body had increased, and the backlash from the Soul Seal was even more intense. However, with the support of the Blood-Drinking Worm, she was able to suppress the demonic power to some extent.
Yu Zhu dragged herself to melt the icicles, and the carriage descended. Yu Zhu checked the two children and found they were still breathing.
She closed her eyes, leaning against the carriage, barely breathing, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like her meridians were being torn apart. She thought to herself, "I slept through the pain of the backlash from the Divine Soul Imprint last time, so why didn't I faint this time?"
Yu Zhu seemed to have lost her sense of time. After an unknown amount of time, Yu Zhu sensed a group of people coming in this direction. It must be that the melee at the city gate had ended.
Yu Zhu straightened up and gave a bitter laugh. She was in more pain than the Little Mermaid in the fairy tale. With every step she took, it felt as if her flesh and bones were being peeled off her body.
As they reached the alley entrance, it was indeed them. The people from Yingtian Sect were at the front. Upon seeing Yuzhu covered in blood and dust, they immediately flew to her side.
"A-Zhu, what's wrong?"
Jing Shu took Yu Zhu's left hand to take her pulse.
Yu Zhu withdrew her hand: "It's just a backlash from the soul seal, it'll be fine in a bit. Ning Wu tried to escape with the two children, but I stopped him. Senior Sister, go and check on them."
Jing Shu looked worried, "But A Zhu, you..."
"Senior sister, go ahead, I'm fine."
Seeing that Yu Zhu insisted, Jing Shu had no choice but to lead the people into the alley.
Yu Zhu stumbled and swayed to the side, but Jing Xu caught her in time.
Seeing Yu Zhu's pale face, Jing Xu raised his hand and made a hand seal. Golden spiritual energy flowed from his palm and flowed towards Yu Zhu.
"Need not."
Yu Zhu raised her hand and gently waved Jing Xu's hand away.
"Senior sister, this won't do. My spiritual power can make you feel better, why don't you use it?"
As Jingxu spoke, he pulled Yuzhu's hand tighter and transferred spiritual energy to her again.
Yu Zhu was too weak to move, but the spiritual energy entering her body did provide some relief. "Alright, don't transfer too much."
The backlash from the soul imprint subsided slightly, but Yu Zhu's muscles and bones were still in excruciating pain. Jing Xu carried Yu Zhu toward Youmeng Tower, clearly feeling Yu Zhu trembling on his back. Yu Zhu wrapped her arms around Jing Xu's neck, gripping her own arms so tightly that her nails seemed to pierce through her clothes and dig into her flesh.
"Senior sister, if it hurts, bite my shoulder. If you bite your lip until it bleeds, I won't have any medicine left, and you won't be able to eat for several days."
"Nonsense, you clearly... have a bottle of medicine."
“That medicine is very expensive. I can’t bear to use it on such a minor injury.”
What the hell? So rich, yet he can't even afford a single pill, despite all the effort she put into teaching him. Yu Zhu nuzzled her head, found a spot on Jing Xu's shoulder, and bit down hard.
Jing Xu, however, remained expressionless and continued walking.
Back at Youmeng Tower, Yuzhu was already unconscious, groaning incessantly and convulsing. Jingxu channeled spiritual energy into her several more times and even fed her several bottles of Rejuvenation Pills before finally managing to get her to sleep peacefully.
"Am I dreaming?" Yu Zhu thought. Everything was dark before her eyes. She heard many cries, adults' cries, children's cries, and the roar of some kind of wild beast.
"Fairy, please save us! There's no other way! Please, fairy, save us!"
A dusty, gray figure knelt before her, weeping bitterly.
Who is this? She blinked hard, trying to see the person in front of her clearly. The person in front of her slowly became clear—it was Ning Wu! He grinned maliciously as he slashed at her with a magical palm.
"ah!"
Yu Zhu shook her head, and before her lay the bed curtains of the waiting room in Youmeng Tower.
"Senior sister, you're awake!" Jing Xu hurriedly pushed open the door and entered.
Yu Zhu got up, her whole body aching as if she had been run over. Seeing this, Jing Xu quickly helped her up and piled up pillows so that Yu Zhu could lean against them.
"What time is it? I didn't sleep for two days again, did I?"
"No, the sun has just set."
"That's good." Noticing that Jingxu's usually rosy complexion was somewhat pale, Yuzhu frowned. "You didn't transfer spiritual energy to me again, did you?"
“The more spiritual energy you transfer, the faster Senior Sister will recover,” Jing Xu said with a smile, not denying it.
Yu Zhu cleared her throat. "Jing Xu, you don't need to transfer spiritual energy to me next time. With your cultivation level, I can drain your spiritual energy dry."
"I understand. I will improve my cultivation as soon as possible. I have already reached the Foundation Establishment stage."
Yu Zhu: "..."
Is that what she meant? But—"Foundation Building Perfection? Is it really that effective in practice? Such rapid progress."
"Actually, I reached the Foundation Establishment stage after the battle at Shenrang Mountain, but recently I feel that my cultivation has stagnated."
"You've already made great progress, don't worry, you'll improve naturally in time," Yu Zhu encouraged.
Yu Zhu: "How are the senior sisters?"
"Some people from the Immortal Peak Pavilion have died, and Senior Sister Jing Shu is still dealing with them. Oh, and Senior Brother Chang You is also coming to Fangcaozhou."
Yu Zhu looked puzzled. Wasn't Chang You repairing the formation imprisoning the demon god in Bi'an Gorge?
Jingxu explained, "The defensive formation of Fangcaozhou is damaged. Senior Brother Changyou is skilled in formations and came to repair it."
In the cultivation world, formations are divided into two types: techniques, such as the Mirage Formation, and tools, such as city-protecting formations. Although Yu Zhu knows formations, she only knows the Mirage Formation, while Chang You is proficient in all kinds of formations.
Is Senior Brother some kind of repairman in the cultivation world? He fixes this and then that.
However, since Yuzhu asked him last time if he had found a way to remove the soul imprint, Changyou has not replied yet, and no one knows what's going on.
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