Chapter 30 Jiuyi City - Miasma Forest (14) Who cares if you like it...
It's unclear what Fu Zhen and Fu Liuwan whispered about, but Shi Xianxue was spared from being beaten to death for the time being.
But she always felt that the two of them were plotting something, so she went to Wu Xiutang's side with great unease.
The two share a fate, and at least he doesn't cause trouble for the female lead when he's by her side.
Li Fuchao took out a compass and determined the direction. The Misty Forest was filled not only with miasma but also with dense fog, making visibility extremely low. He cut down the vines climbing the trees and tied them around everyone's waists to prevent them from getting separated. He was responsible for leading the way and killing the insect demons that couldn't hold back from rushing up. Shi Xianxue thought for a moment and decided to follow at the very back of the group with Wu Xiutang.
"Xiao Wu," she whispered, "if Fu Liuwan had made a move just now, you would have protected me, right?"
The commotion they had just made attracted the attention of the covetous demonic beasts. The demonic aura was so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face, and screams filled the air. The miasma demons were secretly cleaning up some small fry behind them, but Wu Xiutang pretended not to hear them.
Shi Xianxue was still thinking about what had just happened, and unconsciously grabbed Wu Xiutang's hand. His hand looked slender and narrow, like the hand of a noble young master who never touched the water of spring, but when he was held in her hand, she could feel a thin layer of calluses on his palm.
She felt a little itchy and wanted to pull back, but Wu Xiutang held her tightly and hid her under his wide sleeve. She bit her lip shyly, feeling the coolness of the boy's palm. She stared at him, hesitant to speak.
Wu Xiutang couldn't stand her attitude: "I haven't lived enough yet."
Shi Xianxue was relieved and chuckled, "That's good."
After walking quietly for a while, she couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to talk to Zhou Zheyue ahead of her. The two were at least two meters apart and were entangled by vines. She tried to break free from Wu Xiutang's grasp but failed.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but Wu Xiutang scolded her in a low voice, "Don't move."
Unable to use her hands, she decided to use her mouth instead. After all that fuss, her stomach was completely empty. Just as she took out the remaining hawthorn cake from her storage ring, intending to sneak a bite while the fog was still thick, the person beside her snatched it away.
Before she could even protest, the hawthorn cake, along with her storage ring, was thrown out.
The mist swallowed everything, and in the blink of an eye, the storage ring containing five large bags of pastries vanished without a trace.
There were not only yam cakes, but also mung bean cakes, nougat, and candied fruit inside. All of these were bought for her by Xiaoyue; they were Xiaoyue's thoughtful gifts. The storage ring was also specially chosen and given to her by Sister Qingshu. It's a storage bag that only requires low-level spiritual power to open and use. Why would he throw away her things?! Why?!
Shi Xianxue's world collapsed. She was dumbfounded, and anger belatedly surged up: "Why did you throw my things away! Xiaoyue spent a lot of money to buy them for me!" She wanted to go and look for them, but the vines tied around her waist limited her range of movement. If she took a few more steps, the mist would follow her like a shadow and creep up. A few meters away, she couldn't even see Zhou Zheyue's back.
She was so angry she wanted to cry.
The storage ring contained not only cakes and pastries, but also some other exquisite trinkets. Most importantly, she had taken the two pieces of gold into it! And now he had even thrown away the storage ring himself.
He's utterly authoritarian and domineering, and utterly despicable!
"You don't want me to throw away those sweet, cloying things? Do you really want me to pull out all your teeth? And Shi Xianxue, are you sure you want to argue with me over these things?"
Just because of the things that man gave him, that pile of junk he wouldn't even take if he were paid to give it to him?
She knew he was afraid of getting a toothache because of her, and she also knew he might genuinely be afraid of pain, but that didn't mean he could dispose of her things without her consent.
The fog and mist obscured Wu Xiutang's once distinct features, making them appear hazy and indistinct. She wanted to punch him, but didn't dare, and could only withdraw her hand in resentment and frustration: "Then you can talk to me properly. Why are you always so disrespectful to me? There's gold in there besides food. That's my stuff, and you have no right to do with it. I hate it when you act like this!"
Wu Xiutang frowned and stared at her for a long time, his thin lips pressed tightly together: "Who cares if you like it?"
The thick fog swallowed their voices, and Shi Xianxue, feeling isolated and helpless, blushed deeply. "Then I'll never talk to you again!"
Wu Xiutang's eyes were devoid of warmth. "Whatever you wish."
Shi Xianxue felt even more aggrieved.
She vowed that she would never speak another word to Wu Xiutang unless he apologized to her.
Then, the two of them actually walked the whole way in silence.
Dark, gloomy clouds blotted out the sun. After passing through the Misty Forest, a ray of platinum-gold light pierced everyone's eyes. A mountain range burning with white flames soared into the sky. Demonic clouds gathered between the mountain peaks. Narrow bolts of lightning, accompanied by the roars of demonic beasts crashing into the seal, crisscrossed the sky. The Yin Chi emitted rippling water patterns, and the white fire barrier began to tremble slightly.
With each tremor, Shi Xianxue noticed several purplish-black cracks appearing in the barrier.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem to have reached the point of no return.
Under the powerful force, the vines went limp and collapsed from everyone's waists as if they had lost their strength. Shi Xianxue regained her freedom and ran to Li Fuchao's side without hesitation.
Wu Xiutang kicked away the struggling vines, his face gloomy.
Regardless of whether he was happy or not, Shi Xianxue nervously followed behind Li Fuchao and said in Song Qingshu's direction, "Please be careful."
Although the male and female protagonists are chosen ones, she has to admit that they are still slightly weaker than the minor villains. Shi Xianxue glanced in the direction of Fu Liuwan. The sealing of Mount Bugui is a matter of utmost importance concerning the lives of all people. With the seal disturbed, those immortals and powerful beings are still thinking about some competition and ranking tournament, entrusting such an important and arduous task to a few children.
Is it all because of the protagonist's halo? The protagonist needs to go through certain things to grow? She remembered that these people's cultivation level increased sharply after their trials, so she felt a little relieved. This was also the opportunity for the female lead to break through in her cultivation.
The seal can never be completely repaired. Even if we obtain the Sun and Moon Guide, the Chaos Pearl of the Central Plains, and the Demon-Subduing Sword of Bei Yong, and have those powerful figures emerge from seclusion, the seal can only last for a few thousand days and nights at most. The demons are destined to make a comeback, and the world is about to descend into chaos.
While she was lost in thought, the others had already set up their respective sect's formations. She noticed a rare hint of seriousness on Fu Liuwan's face. Before she could say anything, the Yin Chi, sensing their presence, emerged from the cracks and pounced towards them. Yin Chi cannot cultivate a physical body; they are a kind of soul, similar to a Fei, that lingers on the edge of the seal. They are nourished by the miasma of the forest and the resentment of the cultivators and demons who died here.
For hundreds of years, it has become the most troublesome entity on the edge of the seal.
The Yin Chi transformed into various terrifying beasts in the air, their fangs bared, as if to tear the people apart.
Song Qingshu and Fu Zhen sped up the process of setting up the formation, while the others provided cover around them to prevent the demons from getting close.
As the number of demons increased, Shi Xianxue raised her peach wood sword and cleaved through the black mist. Unexpectedly, she not only failed to kill the demons, but also split them in two, making them even more numerous. The black mist enveloped her small wooden sword, seemingly sensing her low spiritual power, and began to tease her by controlling the small wooden sword.
She was dragged around the entire area by a monster using a wooden sword, like being walked around as a dog.
Zhou Zheyue wanted to come and help her, but before he could take a few steps, several groups of demons swarmed up from behind him again, leaving him unable to do so.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.
Monsters only pick on the weak.
Seemingly annoyed, the black mist swallowed the small wooden sword in one gulp, then opened its blood-red maw and lunged at her. Shi Xianxue turned and ran without hesitation, but suddenly everything behind her went silent. She took two steps forward by inertia before cautiously turning back to look. Wu Xiutang had already cut the black mist and walked forward expressionlessly.
The two were still in the cold war phase when Wu Xiutang pushed her: "Why are you running around like that? Go hide behind the formation."
Shi Xianxue instinctively wanted to disagree with him, but she was a good person who considered the bigger picture. In order not to hold Song Qingshu back, she ran behind the formation.
Seeing that she obediently listened, Wu Xiutang's expression finally softened a lot.
The sealing formation had been completed. Everyone except him entered the formation, their eyelashes illuminated by the light emanating from it, like a scattering of gold dust, reflecting the cold smile in his eyes.
No wonder he felt something was wrong; it turned out these people had been concealing their strength all along the way.
For example, the eldest one in the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion has already surpassed the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage and is only one step away from entering the Divine Transformation stage. And Brother Li, the upright and righteous one, is also far more advanced than the Nascent Soul stage cultivators. They have been conserving their energy all the way to preserve more spiritual power to repair the seal.
No wonder she agreed to get involved so easily.
Wu Xiutang didn't continue thinking about it. Instead, he focused his attention on Song Qingshu while pretending to transfer spiritual power to the formation. He was calculating in his mind what the chances were of successfully obtaining the Demon Bone if he didn't use the Sun and Moon Guide.
Sun and Moon were inside the seal, and he hated dealing with those stubborn old fogies the most.
The formation emitted a bright light. The two major cultivation sects brought their most precious magic treasures as the core of the formation, and then used their own spiritual power to activate the protective mountain fire, forging it into a new sealing artifact.
However, the Protector of the Mountain Fire was difficult to control, and the residual power generated by the activation of the formation had already caused the Protector of the Mountain Fire to crash down like a meteor.
Even with her meager spiritual power, Shi Xianxue could feel the power of the formation. The overwhelming spiritual pressure, like a tidal wave, stole the air from her mouth. Her nerves were taut, and she couldn't move at all. She could only stare silently in the direction of Mount No Return.
Within the magic array, the people led by Li Fuchao and Fu Zhen shone brightly as several powerful spiritual energies of the Mahayana stage poured into their bodies, instantly filling the array's light like an inflating balloon.
No wonder he spoke with such certainty, willing to let these juniors repair the seal, and no wonder Fu Zhen guarded that broken box like it was his lifeblood.
Shi Xianxue thought to herself, "So the magic weapon was already imbued with spiritual power by those big shots on the mountain peak long ago. They were just there to escort it and help it open."
In the blinding light, she was surprised to see that the intense light not only shredded the passing demons into dust, but also gradually disappeared the cracks in the seal, eventually restoring it to its original state.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent. The demons vanished without a trace, and the seal stopped trembling. Shi Xianxue stood up, so calm that even the wind could not be heard.
Is that all?
Shi Xianxue was incredulous. Was this book even an authentic copy? Why did it go off-topic at such a crucial moment?
No one moved, and the array was still glowing, so Shi Xianxue had no choice but to stand there as well.
During the long silence, her legs became numb. Just as she was about to take advantage of the crowd's inattention to secretly stretch her muscles, the seal that had been repaired suddenly began to stir again. Demonic clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the howling wind was like thorny brambles, scratching Shi Xianxue's exposed skin painfully. Amidst the raging wind and sand, she saw a crack ten feet wide appear in the center of the seal.
The spiritual energy in the formation rushed towards the crack in an attempt to repair it, but unexpectedly, as the spiritual energy poured in, the crack became larger and larger, like a tattered water bag. Realizing something, Li Fuchao's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly used the Xuanhe Sword to cut the formation.
He shouted at Fu Zhen, "Stop! Something inside is converting spiritual energy into demonic energy to break the seal."
As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind swirled up black mist, like a gigantic black dragon rampaging through the crowd. Shi Xianxue was terrified and was about to find a foothold to hold on tightly when she was suddenly shoved from behind, her body uncontrollably lifted into the air and swept into the black dragon.
Sand and stones flew, dark clouds fell from the sky, and Shi Xianxue was carried into the crevice by the black dragon.
"Shishi!"
Song Qingshu was about to fly after him, but a thin, dark figure was faster than her and jumped into the seal first.
White flames surged up once more, as if coated with a layer of crystalline and solid gel. Song Qingshu was forced back and landed on the ground unwillingly. She looked around, her heartbeat erratic because the two of them had been accidentally caught up in the seal.
This is terrible!
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