Chapter 229 The Kingdom of Secret Arts
"But you guys are quite impressive, managing to find your way here and obtain the Snow Jade. I really admire people who are truly capable. I'll leave you with a complete corpse in the end."
"Alright, enough with the chit-chat."
Suddenly, he began to cast spells and chant incantations at the bottle, muttering something in a low voice. At that moment, a miraculous scene occurred: the sand that had been flowing down began to fly back into the bottle at the same frequency and speed it had been flowing down. Everything seemed to have changed again.
Everything is going backwards!
Even Qingqiu is regressing.
His figure is slowly fading away!
Yu Xiaoluo took a deep breath to calm herself down, focused her mind and energy, and used the curse-breaking secret technique. "You are members of the secret technique clan, and I will also use secret techniques. Let's see whose secret technique is more powerful!"
She gathered all her strength, her aura suddenly increasing, and shouted, "Break!" The time reversal taboo on her body was instantly broken.
The middle-aged man looked at her incredulously, "You little brat, you actually managed to break my Time Hourglass technique!"
Yu Xiaolu chuckled, but her gaze was cold. "Not only can I break the secret technique on me, I can also completely destroy your so-called Hourglass of Time!"
After she finished speaking, she formed a mudra with her fingers. The mudra was shaped like a clock, with a second hand, a minute hand, and an hour hand. Moreover, the second hand was ticking away, and the sound was very crisp and powerful.
The middle-aged man was somewhat puzzled, but more so shocked. "Isn't this the long-lost Clock of Time?"
Yu Xiaoluo ignored him, conjured a purple talisman, and shouted, "Bridges are bridges, roads are roads, time never stops, time returns to its place! Break!"
In an instant, the hourglass bottle in the middle-aged man's hand shattered. He staggered back several steps, feeling a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and his whole body ached terribly. At the same time, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
This secret technique defies the heavens and is a forbidden art. Once broken, the caster will suffer a severe backlash. Therefore, this middle-aged man was directly injured and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood while clutching his chest.
At this moment, the other four demons had already captured the four men, and lifted them up like chicks, throwing them in front of Yu Xiaoluo. "Master, we've caught all of these guys."
Yu Xiaoluo nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Tell me, why did you come here? Why did you steal this thousand-year-old snow mushroom?"
The middle-aged man was now sitting on the ground, his expression and tone no longer so arrogant. "Young lady, my name is Hu Fucheng, and I am the national advisor of the Mystic Kingdom. We are not here to steal the Snow Jade. This Snow Jade grows here naturally. Whoever has the ability can have it."
Yu Xiaolu chuckled and pointed to Qingqiu, who was absorbing the essence of the snow fungus again. "Hu Fucheng, do you know that this snow fungus belongs to him? He planted it a thousand years ago. After his body was damaged, he came back to retrieve it to repair it."
Hu Fucheng stared in horror at Qingqiu, who still had his eyes closed and brows furrowed. "He planted it? He—has a thousand years of cultivation? Or rather, is his soul like this?"
Yu Xiaoluo nodded. "That's right. He foresaw that this day would come, so he planted it while he was still alive. Now, after being nourished by the spiritual energy of the snow mountain for a thousand years, Xuezhi has taken human form, which is the time for him to take shape. So, what is his will always be his, and you can't take it away from him."
Hu Fucheng's expression suddenly turned dejected, and he murmured, "This is fate, this is fate."
After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "We came here for the Snow Mushroom, but never mind. Actually, I heard about its existence from my grandfather when I was about seven or eight years old. He said that there was a Snow Mushroom on the summit of Kunshan Mountain that had endured thousands of years of harsh cold and had absorbed the essence of Kunshan's heaven and earth, and was about to become a spirit."
“Grandpa said that once it becomes a spirit, it will be a treasure that can bring the dead back to life, something everyone dreams of. He told me not to tell anyone about it, lest others covet it. This is what he told me before he died, saying that he would not live to see it, or that I might live to see it.”
“I have always kept this in mind and never forgotten it. When I was in my twenties or thirties, I came here to inquire and search several times, but I couldn’t find it. I began to suspect that this might just be a legend and not true. My grandfather might have just heard it from others.”
"Later, my daughter fell seriously ill, and I thought of Xuezhi again. If I had Xuezhi, I could save my daughter's life. So I went to look for Xuezhi again. This time, I found a suspicious person, a very big man, wandering around the area. Sometimes he would hide himself and act very strangely. So I secretly followed him until I actually found Xuezhi's trail."
"However, this giant couldn't defeat the spirit that looked like a general in armor. After he left, I went up too, but I was no match for that spirit either. After figuring out the pattern of Xuezhi's appearance, this time I led my men fully armed, ready to take down Xuezhi in one fell swoop. I didn't expect to run into you."
He was so attracted by the sight of the snow-white petals on Qingqiu's chest that he suddenly burst into tears, "Daughter, I'm so sorry, I'm powerless to save you."
Although Hu Fucheng is extremely despicable, and everyone almost died at his hands just now, he is a good father.
Xiao Xianxian and the others were somewhat moved by what they heard, but Yu Xiaoluo glanced at his children's palace and chuckled, "You probably don't have any children, do you? The story you made up is quite touching. Oh my, I was almost moved."
Hu Fucheng's face froze. "I—I—Although I don't have any biological children, I have an adopted daughter. It's true, she's dying."
After saying that, it looked like he was about to cry again.
"Shut up." Yu Xiaoluo's voice turned sharp. "If you don't confess honestly, I'll throw you all off the cliff."
"I—my friend's grandson is seriously ill. He's practically the richest man in our area, and his grandson is their only child. He said that if anyone could save his grandson, he would give him half of his fortune. I was bewitched and borrowed people and a plane from him, saying that this was the only way to save his grandson, and he agreed. Now things aren't going to work out—"
At this point, he started crying again; it seemed that this time he was truly crying.
"Get out of here before I change my mind," Yu Xiaoluo said coldly.
Hu Fucheng and his men hurriedly ran back to the small plane in a panic, then the plane roared away and disappeared.
Yu Xiaoluo ignored them and walked into the protective circle. At this moment, Qingqiu absorbed the last bit of Snow Mushroom essence, but he still left a wisp of his spirit body, which was enough for Snow Baby to survive.
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