She and Zhou Cong discussed finding a way to escape. Unfortunately, Zhou Cong was in a bad mood and didn't reply. Yang Qiuyu was getting angry: "At least give me a reply, will you?!"
The two attacked Chu Nian from both sides, their palms brimming with spiritual power. However, just as the two were about to reach her, Chu Nian suddenly launched herself away, passing by them and landing on top of the hot air balloon.
The hot air balloon vanished in a flash, along with Chu Nian who was on it.
Both of them were a bit confused. The woman had taken their magical artifacts and had completely gained the upper hand in the battle, so why did she flee instead of fighting?
Yang Qiuyu's heart stirred, and she decided to probe her storage bracelet with her spiritual sense to take out a spirit pill and consume it to recover the spiritual energy she had just consumed. As a cultivator from the Spirit Realm, she didn't yet have a personal space, so all her treasures were stored in this storage bracelet.
When she probed the storage bracelet with her spiritual sense, she was horrified to find that her spiritual sense had landed in empty space. Her breath caught in her throat, and she quickly reached for her wrist: sure enough, the storage bracelet that had been there was gone.
Zhou Cong noticed something was wrong with her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yang Qiuyu felt a chill run down her spine; all her belongings were in that storage bracelet! Hearing Zhou Cong's question, her voice trembled slightly as she said, "My storage bracelet is gone." She couldn't believe it was true.
"What? How could this be?" Zhou Cong was shocked, but when he thought about how the sword demon had even taken his magic weapon, what chance did Yang Qiuyu have? Yang Qiuyu was just a cultivator from the spirit realm, and her soul strength was no match for Zhou Cong's. It wasn't surprising that her storage bracelet was taken without anyone noticing.
Upon thinking of this, Zhou Cong immediately thought of himself and probed his spiritual sense into the spatial artifact that he had brought with him along with his soul. To his horror, he discovered that he could not contact his spatial artifact no matter what he did.
He integrated the magical artifact into his left arm, but after searching his arm countless times with his spiritual sense, he could not find any trace of the magical artifact.
His face turned pale.
Seeing his expression, Yang Qiuyu felt a chill run down her spine and asked, "What, you too?"
In her view, although Zhou Cong was her junior, he had a much better grasp of cultivation knowledge than she did, and he also possessed many spells that she had never even heard of. Therefore, she guessed that Zhou Cong must be a senior who had been reincarnated and cultivated again.
The opponent's soul strength far surpassed hers, so how could her treasure be taken away without her even realizing it? How could a sword demon who had only recently taken human form be so strong?
"This monster, I will tear her to pieces!" Zhou Cong said furiously.
Despite being considered extraordinary individuals in their time and respected figures within tomb-raiding teams, they couldn't find any trace of Chu Nian. They could only continue their search for Chu Lan, starting with these ordinary people.
So, when Chu Lan hurriedly and frantically arrived at the train station with Hu Xin and boarded the train with Zhang Yao, she realized something was wrong.
Seeing that Lanlan was looking around anxiously with cold sweat dripping down her forehead, Zhang Yao asked with concern, "Lanlan, what's wrong? What are you worried about?"
Hu Xin comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, Auntie will protect us."
Chu Lan smiled and patted her head a few times.
Seeing the mother and daughter's appearance, Zhang Yao guessed, "Did Zhou Cong contact you again?"
Chu Lan: "We were blocked by them when we went out, but luckily Chu Mei showed up in time." She paused, then added: "But now I always feel..." She looked around again, "...I always feel like someone is watching us."
Hearing her say that, Zhang Yao looked around for a while and said, "How come I didn't notice? I think you've been scared out of your wits. Chu Mei is so capable, why would she let Zhou Cong and the others keep up with us? Don't overthink it."
Before they finished speaking, they both felt a sudden gust of cold wind in the otherwise enclosed train carriage. Chu Lan, who was sitting in the aisle seat, felt someone standing next to her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she mustered her courage to slowly turn her head to look. Sure enough, she saw Zhou Cong standing next to her.
Chu Lan gasped in fright, instinctively shifting her body further inside, almost letting out a scream.
Zhang Yao had also seen Zhou Cong. She sat down opposite Chu Lan and snapped, "Zhou Cong, that's enough! We're classmates, for goodness' sake, you have to..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt as if her throat was being tightly choked, making it impossible for her to breathe or speak.
Zhou Cong gritted his teeth and said, "That woman stole our things, so we'll make you pay with your lives!"
Before he could finish speaking, another woman's voice rang out with a hint of mockery: "You're talking like a vengeful ghost, which is quite unbecoming of a venerable cultivator!"
Upon hearing the female demon's voice, Zhou Cong felt as if he had heard a demonic sound, and his whole body trembled.
But when he looked around, he didn't see anyone. Just as he was about to put in more effort and strangle Zhang Yao to death, he heard Hu Xin say, "Mom, look, there's a little person on the table."
Chu Lan was panting, overwhelmed by Zhou Cong's murderous aura. She had intended to try and persuade Zhou Cong to release Zhang Yao, but Hu Xin's words puzzled her. What was wrong with this child? Didn't she see what Zhang Yao was like? And she was still looking at the little figure on the table? Besides, what little figure was on the table?
She wanted to advise Zhou Cong and also warn Hu Xin not to speak carelessly at this time, but she just couldn't say anything.
Upon hearing Hu Xin's words, Zhang Yao and Zhou Cong both unconsciously turned their eyes to look at the table. Sure enough, they saw a small paper figure on the table, with its arms crossed and its head tilted back. Judging from its posture, it seemed to be looking at Zhou Cong.
"You're disgracing cultivators like this!" the little figure said again in human language.
So, the one who spoke just now was also this little paper figure?
Zhou Cong instantly understood. No wonder he had been searching for so long without finding who was speaking. He hadn't even considered that the person speaking was on the table, and much smaller than a small teacup, so he hadn't looked at the table at all.
Although it was just a small paper doll, Zhou Cong knew it must have been created by that sword demon. He immediately shouted, "Hand over my and Qiu Yu's things, or Zhang Yao and Chu Lan will become three corpses."
The little paper figure continued to cross its arms, looking disdainful.
Hu Xin giggled and said, "Mom, look how fun this little paper figure is! It can even move!"
Zhou Cong and Zhang Yao were both a little surprised, while Hu Xin seemed completely unaware of the situation at hand.
Zhou Cong vaguely felt that the atmosphere in the carriage was not right, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
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