Chapter Thirty-Four: He Wanted to Eat Her Whole, Skin and Bones
After Sima Nan's primordial spirit was struck by the giant sword, cracks appeared in his primordial spirit. He coughed up blood, and in his terror, he disregarded everything else. He transformed into a whirlwind and fled towards the direction of Qingluo Palace.
The murderer who killed his son was not only a Nascent Soul cultivator, but also stronger than him.
At this moment, he no longer cared about avenging his son; he only wanted to escape.
The Qingluo Palace has a protective array set up by the founding ancestor. It can withstand the attacks of even those in the Nascent Soul stage for more than ten days, let alone those in the Void Refinement stage.
Han Wei stared in disbelief as Sima Nan transformed into a red whirlwind and fled.
Gu Qi held a jade flute in his hand, turning it gently. He turned back to Han Wei and smiled, "Good disciple, he's escaped. Let's chase after him and nip him in the bud!"
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Inside the Azure Palace, the Nascent Soul cultivators were initially debating whether or not to pursue Sima Nan, but they quickly sensed Sima Nan's terrifying pressure coming from thousands of miles away, followed by another aura even more astonishing than their palace master, Sima Nan.
Who is it?
Who is the Palace Master fighting against?
Their hearts were pounding for a short while when Sima Nan returned in a disheveled state. Before anyone could ask him anything, they heard Sima Nan say:
"Return to the palace and activate the sect's protective formation."
Sima Nan was pale and looked disheveled. Everyone guessed what had happened and returned to the palace in fear. Then, beams of light shot from the peaks into the sky, and one magic array after another spread out in the sky. These magic arrays were interconnected and formed an extremely powerful barrier that covered the entire Qingluo Palace.
"Palace Master Sima, I have come to pay a visit, yet you have activated a defensive array. This is truly impolite!"
A gentle male voice drifted from the horizon.
Hearing this voice, everyone felt uneasy and terrified. It was this person who had forced the Palace Master to flee in such a sorry state.
A streak of azure light pierced the sky, and a flying boat appeared before them.
A handsome man in white and a stunningly beautiful girl in white stood on the flying boat.
The man in white, with a face as beautiful as snow, was practically perfect, but to Sima Nan and the other disciples of Qingluo Palace, he was as terrifying as a devil.
Gu Qi smiled gently, and in a flash, he was on the protective array of Qingluo Palace, having traveled from the flying boat to the palace's defensive formation. He looked at the numerous restrictions and layers of magic arrays that formed the great formation.
He raised the jade flute in his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged towards him wildly. In the midst of the changing winds and clouds, a phantom of a blue dragon hundreds of feet long appeared behind him. That blue dragon phantom was far more terrifying than the demonic dragons that Sima Nan had created before. The immense pressure it generated made the sky seem to tremble as if it were about to fall.
Han Wei, standing on the airship, narrowed her pupils slightly.
This is a move from the "All Things in the World" technique, the Wrath of the Azure Dragon.
The azure dragon roared and swooped down, its breath causing the protective array to crack and spew fissures.
Sima Nan was shocked and shouted, "We can't let him break the formation!" He then used his own magic power to maintain the formation. One by one, the Nascent Soul elders reacted and all transferred their magic power to the palace protection formation. Then, the Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Refining disciples also did the same.
With a rumble, even so, they couldn't hold out for long before the magic array shattered.
Amidst the earth-shattering noise, many disciples of the Qingluo Palace immediately vomited blood and died.
Sima Nan stared wide-eyed in horror as he saw Gu Qi standing high in the sky, with sword energy emanating from behind him, condensing into enormous sword wheels.
The full moon hung in the sky, and the man in white smiled gently, while the enormous, heavy sword wheels behind him reflected the cold moonlight.
Sima Nan and the others were so frightened that they fled in terror.
The entire Qingluo Palace was in chaos. Everyone was like shooting stars flying in all directions, only to be quickly caught up by flying swords and killed.
Screams filled the air as the corpses of Qingluo Palace disciples rained down from the sky.
Of these terrified disciples, apart from a few female disciples who were "lucky" enough to escape the sword, everyone else, including Sima Nan, perished under its blade.
The cold moon shone on the mountains and rivers, and the Qingluo Palace was quiet.
The bodies lay scattered on the ground.
In the sky, the man in white looked down, while a girl on a flying boat flew towards him.
The girl's expression was strange.
Gu Qi turned to look at her, a graceful smile on his face: "What's wrong with you?"
"Master really knows how to cherish women! All those who escaped were female disciples," Han Wei said.
"Good disciple, do you think I should kill them all?" Gu Qi asked.
Han Wei shook her head. Many of the female disciples of Qingluo Palace were kidnapped female cultivators who were used as cauldrons for sexual exploitation here. They were the victims themselves.
"Master, are you... are your injuries healed?" Han Wei looked into his deep golden eyes, her heart pounding in her chest. Sixty years ago, he told her that he had suffered a severe injury, which caused his cultivation to regress. Now, sixty years later, has his injury healed?
Even if it's not fully healed, it will certainly be better than it was sixty years ago.
Although he killed Sima Xuan and his son and massacred the Qingluo Palace, which made Han Wei feel very satisfied and like she had avenged her past life, she became worried again when she thought that Gu Qi was stronger than before and that she had no chance of escaping from him.
"I'm feeling a bit better," Gu Qi said.
"Master, what is your current cultivation level?" Han Wei asked tentatively.
The black-haired, golden-eyed man gazed at her face, hooked a strand of her hair with one finger and played with it in his hand. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Guess."
He was too close, and Han Wei reflexively took a step back. She lowered her head and whispered, "How could I possibly have guessed..."
The higher this bastard's cultivation level, the more uneasy she became.
"Master, you said before that you wanted to cultivate with me to heal your injuries. Now that your injuries are almost healed, do you still want to cultivate with me?" Han Wei asked softly.
After she finished speaking, a slender hand lifted her chin.
"Weiwei, are you really that unwilling to cultivate with me?" The man stared at her closely, a dark fire flickering in his golden eyes, his expression showing displeasure.
"I……"
She opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything.
The man's fingers caressed her skin, a strong possessiveness surging in his eyes. He cupped her face in his hands and suddenly chuckled softly:
"My disciple is so beautiful, how can I let an outsider have her?"
Gu Qi pulled Han Wei into his arms, holding her and gently stroking her beautiful face. Han Wei instinctively tried to struggle, but he held her even tighter and lowered his head to kiss her petal-like lips.
A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars seem even brighter in the cold winter night.
In the palace littered with corpses, a man in white tightly embraced a stunningly beautiful girl in his arms, kissing her possessively.
This domineering kiss made Han Wei's whole body go weak. She felt that the man holding her was like a wild beast, wanting to devour her whole.
After a long while, Gu Qi finally let her go.
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