Chapter 134 The Power of a True Treasure
However, the ice crystal lotus remained completely undamaged despite their attacks, which surprised the group even more.
"Keep attacking until he runs out of spiritual power!"
Instantly, another burst of spiritual energy rang out. The sect disciples hiding nearby cautiously observed the battle in the distance, trembling in fear as they hid in a corner.
"Should we...should we go help?"
"Are you crazy?! We still have a chance to survive if we hide here. Going out now is suicide!"
"But Young Master Qingyu... he just saved us... we can't just stand by and watch him die, can we?"
After a moment of silence, a female cultivator cowered in fear and said in a trembling voice, "I just wanted to live... Who told him to go and do that..."
Under the continuous attacks of the group, Qing Yu's forehead was covered with sweat, and the large amount of spiritual energy consumed made his face turn pale.
"Hey, Qingyu, how much longer can you hold on?"
After Shi Yi recovered some of his spiritual power, he checked Du Jiaoxi's injuries. If this dragged on any longer, she would be in danger.
Qingyu knew this wouldn't work, and a resolute look appeared in her cold eyes as she said, "Wait a moment, you take her and go first, I'll hold them off."
Shi Yi: "No way!"
With so many people around, has he gone mad?!
“I have another treasure.” Qing Yu frowned slightly. This treasure was left to him by his mother, and he had treasured it for many years. Under these circumstances, he had no choice but to use it.
"Alright then, be careful."
Shi Yi naturally knew the power of Zhenbao, but he was still a little worried. "I'll settle her in and then come back to help you. You have to hold on!"
"Um."
After a brief discussion, Qingyu suddenly withdrew her defenses and threw several talismans at the group in front of her. "Let's go!"
Shi Yi nodded, taking advantage of the smoke obscuring his vision, and ran away into the distance with Du Jiaoxi in his arms. The man in black was about to chase after him when Qing Yu blocked his way.
"I'll deal with you first, then it's not too late to go kill them!"
Qing Yu sneered, secretly drawing blood from her fingertip to activate the true treasure in her hand, "Hmph, come on then if you dare!"
He glanced at the group of people hiding in the shadows. Although he was somewhat annoyed, the power of this treasure was immeasurable. So, after thinking for a moment, he slipped away and ran off into the distance.
"Don't run!"
As Qingyu ran, she activated the true treasure in her hand. After estimating the time, she suddenly stopped her forward momentum and activated the true treasure talisman floating in front of her.
Following the dazzling red light, a giant fire eagle flew out of the talisman, almost illuminating the entire gloomy sky. Its pair of crimson beast eyes revealed a fierce and chilling killing intent, which made the black-clad men not far away tremble with fear.
"This...this could be a real treasure!"
"This...it really does look like it."
"Who is this kid?!"
The True Treasures were crafted by our ancestors using a bloodline technique. Only descendants with specific bloodlines can activate and use them; they are not for anyone to use.
Moreover, judging from the oppressive aura emanating from the fire eagle, it must have been crafted by a powerful cultivator within the clan, and its power must be considerable. "Run!"
"Trying to escape? Too late!" Qingyu controlled the fire eagle and charged towards the group. The two who were slower to run only let out a scream before being burned to ashes.
One of the men in black took advantage of the chaos to quickly conceal himself using a secret technique. As he watched his men vanish one by one, he was filled with terror.
It is indeed a true treasure, and its power is truly extraordinary.
After Qingyu had slaughtered several people, the power of the Fire Eagle gradually ran out. Looking at the fleeing thieves not far away, he was truly powerless at this moment. He had almost exhausted all his spiritual power by activating the true treasure.
The moment he relaxed his guard, a chain suddenly tightened around his neck and hoisted him up. "Damn brat, let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve now!"
The man in black, who had been hiding nearby, finally got his chance and tied him up. He said hatefully, "I almost fell for your tricks. Just wait and see how I kill you!"
Qingyu struggled to breathe. Seeing the man in black approaching, she mustered all her strength and raised a foot to kick him in the face.
Such attacks posed no threat to him whatsoever. He merely sneered, grabbed the ankle that was kicking at him, and with a sudden burst of strength, Qing Yu let out a painful groan, his smooth forehead covered in sweat.
"Hahahaha, I'm going to break every single bone in your body!"
"Ugh, you bastard..." Qing Yu's eyes were filled with hatred. Suddenly, a red shadow flashed in the corner of his eye. He was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
"Kid, have you gone mad with fear?"
Seeing this, the man in black sneered, "If you beg for mercy, maybe I'll be in a better mood and torture you less, and barely leave you with a whole corpse."
"Hehe, no need."
"oh?"
"Because you are already a corpse."
Just as Qing Yu finished speaking, a crimson spear pierced through his chest, lifting him up and slamming him against the wall.
At the same time, a dark figure caught Qingyu, who was hanging there, and landed her steadily on the ground.
Qingyu looked up and met a pair of dark eyes. After a moment of stunned silence, she struggled to speak, "Let me go!"
Feng Yue shook his arm. "Stop, stop messing around... you still have injuries on your legs."
"It's none of your business!"
"Stop making a fuss...the ground is dirty..."
"..."
Qingyu's face showed embarrassment and annoyance, as if this guy always saw him in his disheveled state.
He absolutely hated it!
At this moment, Yu Qianling keenly sensed that there were still many people hiding nearby, spying on them, and coldly said, "Come out, all of you!"
The leader of the men in black appeared on the rooftop in a flash, and said viciously, "I didn't expect that I would finally catch you, you little brats from Peach Blossom Valley!"
Yu Qianling looked at the man in black in the distance, and the more he looked, the more familiar he seemed. After a moment, he finally remembered who he was and sneered, "I didn't expect you to actually succeed in possessing someone. Congratulations!"
"Hmph, today is your death day! Avenge my brothers!"
"Oh, come on then. Those guys from before weren't enough for me to kill." With that, Yu Qianling excitedly swung the tip of her spear and charged towards a few people not far away.
Seeing this, Feng Yue carried Qing Yu and leaped into a room, placing him on a small couch by the window. He then took out a crossbow from his storage bag and shot it at the black-clad man fighting Yu Qianling not far away.
A scream rang out as a man in black had his skull pierced, and crimson blood gushed out, stunning those around him who couldn't help but look up at the pavilion.
The moment he met Feng Yue's gaze, a beam of spiritual energy pierced his brow, and he fell straight to the ground.
Qingyu lay on the small couch, looking curiously at the crossbow in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"
"Huh?" Feng Yue turned to look at him upon hearing the sound and said, "A crossbow, similar to a hidden weapon, can be used simply by filling it with spirit stones."
"oh."
Qingyu responded but didn't say anything more. Feng Yue naturally didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he pretended to focus on cooperating with Yu Qianling's battle to avoid the awkwardness between the two of them.
The battle below was fierce, and the crowd was finding it increasingly difficult to cope with Yu Qianling's fighting prowess. "Damn it, he's actually a martial arts cultivator, and a talisman cultivator at that..."
This grand formation seems to have no effect on her at all!
Seeing a beam of spiritual energy kill another person, the leader of the men in black looked grim. After a moment's thought, he said, "Let's retreat!"
Suddenly, the previously stable protective array began to tremble violently.
A loud bang came from the sky, and the dark protective barrier gradually collapsed. Dazzling sunlight shone through the gaps, dispelling the gloom that shrouded the city.
"Hahaha, perfect formation break!"
Yu Qianling looked at the warship in the sky and saw Ye Luo standing on the edge of the ship, carrying a rocket launcher. "Junior Brother!"
"Huh?" Ye Luo went over upon hearing the voice and exclaimed in surprise, "Third Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"
"An alliance mission!" Yu Qianling pointed to a group of people not far away. "Let's catch them and talk about it in detail!"
"Alright!" Ye Luo looked down at the town below, his expression turning serious. He waved to Ling Qing and the others and said, "Bring back one or two alive."
"Yes, young master."
Knowing that the situation was hopeless, the men in black realized that their only option was to flee for their lives, so they began to run away desperately.
The sinister formation had been broken, and the cultivators who had been hiding in various places all unleashed their magical treasures and charged out.
Suddenly, the hunter's identity changed, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
In no time at all, those men in black were either beaten to death by the mob or captured by the crowd.
With the crisis resolved, the pent-up emotions of the people over the past few days erupted instantly.
"Waaaaah... My fellow disciples are all dead!"
"Don't cry, now is not the time to cry..." a ragged disciple comforted him, choking back tears as he looked at the bodies of his fellow disciples in the distance. "We need to take them back to the sect for burial as soon as possible..."
Upon hearing this, everyone rose and went to collect the bodies of their fellow disciples who had died tragically; this was the only thing they could do.
Ye Luo stood on the Xuanji Fan, looking at the devastated town, where corpses were scattered everywhere in the streets...
It's easy to imagine how fierce the battles in the city have been these past few days.
"Thank you all from Peach Blossom Valley, otherwise we would probably be dead here..."
"Yes, thank you, Fellow Daoist Ye!"
"You must have heard the news, that's why you came to rescue us, right?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Luo paused for a moment, then waved her hand and laughed, "Hehe, no need to thank me! I just happened to be passing by and offered my help. I didn't come here specifically to save you. Don't flatter yourself."
Everyone: "..."
One of the disciples smiled awkwardly and said, "Even so... I still have to thank you."
"Junior Brother." At this moment, Yu Qianling saw everyone surrounding him, so he walked over to him and asked, "Didn't you go to the Nan family? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I was planning to go to the capital to find my fifth senior brother, but I accidentally discovered this magic array, so I decided to try breaking it for fun."
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the surrounding sects were speechless. It turned out that he really hadn't lied earlier; he had just "casually" broken the formation and accidentally saved them.
Suddenly, everyone felt a tightness in their chests, and their gazes toward Ye Luo became extremely complicated.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, what should we do now?"
The voice, seemingly coming from nowhere, made Ye Luo pause for a moment, then he pondered and said:
“Leave some people to collect the bodies, and then find a way to notify the various sects to bring them back... If the rest of you want to go to the capital, you can board a warship for a ride, it’s up to you.”
"I...I'm going to the capital...I feel it would be safer on the ship." A female cultivator looked extremely disheveled, her face full of fear, and she looked at Ye Luo with pleading eyes, making him even more embarrassed to refuse.
"Chengdu... go up there."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ye!"
Watching them leap onto the warship one by one, Ye Luo muttered to herself, "Hmm... should we charge them for tickets?"
Although we don't lack spirit stones right now, the more the merrier, right?
In the attic.
Feng Yue put away the crossbow in his hand and saw Qing Yu on the small couch with a pale face, looking down at her ankle and hissing.
He crouched down and took his foot, intending to check it for him, but unexpectedly, he was kicked over.
"What are you doing?!"
Seeing the anger on his face, Feng Yue stammered, "I...I just wanted to check your injuries..."
"No need, go away!"
Seeing how resistant he was to his touch, Feng Yue felt a pang of sadness. "I... I just wanted to help you set your bone, I wouldn't do anything to you..."
Seeing Qingyu snort coldly and turn her face away, looking like she didn't want to talk to him, he continued, "This... dragging it out like this isn't good for your health... Do you want to stay here forever?"
Upon hearing this, Qingyu glared at him for a moment, then said angrily, "Hurry up and answer it! What are you waiting for?"
"Oh..." Feng Yue squatted down again and carefully took off his shoes and socks, revealing his fair and slender feet.
At this moment, Qingyu was in so much pain that her forehead was covered in sweat and her face was completely pale. "Can't you hurry up or not?!"
"Oh, you...you just have to bear with it."
Feng Yue held the slender ankle with one hand and supported the foot with the other. Suddenly, he exerted force, and with a cracking sound, Qing Yu cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "Damn it, it hurts so much!"
Seeing that his eyes were red and brimming with tears, Feng Yue felt a pang of anxiety. "Okay, okay... I'll use my spiritual power to improve your blood circulation, and the pain will subside soon..."
After he finished speaking, his hands surged with spiritual power, and he gently kneaded Qingyu's swollen ankle.
Sure enough, after a short while, Qingyu felt less pain, and the warmth of the palm actually made him feel quite comfortable...
Suddenly, he abruptly pulled his foot back, his ear tips turning red. "Okay, stop!"
"Oh." Feng Yue looked at the warship in the sky and said, "Then I'll take you to the ship first, and then you can notify the sect to pick you up in the capital, okay?"
Hearing this, Qingyu nodded, her expression turning sorrowful. "Alright, but I need to go and collect my junior sister's body..."
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