Chapter 68: Like Fire, Overwhelming the Whole Audience
In the first second, an ice wall rose from the ground to block the overwhelming attack.
In the second second, Qi Qing turned his wrist and the ice sword stabbed out instantly.
The light is like snow, and the cold is like heaven.
Under the surprised look of Mr. Wen, the young man, who should have been exhausted, actually used his strength to return the blow intact.
——In the fourth second, the murderous intention is coming from behind!
Qi Qing didn't even turn his head. An incarnation that looked exactly like him suddenly appeared and used the same moves to smash the Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator into the sea of fire.
"You...how is it possible?!"
The Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator was horrified and barely managed to break free, but was only half a step away from falling off the platform.
Why couldn't he figure out when this young man who lost to him last time also entered the realm of spiritual transformation?
Five seconds, just five seconds, and the offensive suddenly reversed.
The young man who had been losing ground was now fighting one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all.
When Master Wen withdrew his spirit, a hint of surprise finally appeared on his old face.
——He had never thought that this person could be comparable to his own soul, even if it was only his own soul.
[Good job! The anchor beat him up! ]
[Do you want more points? If you want, I’ll give you enough! Let them know that the anchor is not to be trifled with! ]
[Host, don't force yourself. If you really can't win, it's more important to save your life! ]
After five seconds, Qi Qing took a few deep breaths.
Skill cards have limits after all. When the time is up, his meridians feel as if they are overdrawn and burning with unbearable pain. The scorching air rushes into his lungs, and every breath feels like it's going to explode.
He covered his lips and coughed lightly, wanting to change another skill card, when he suddenly heard the city lord shout.
"right!"
The sword energy had arrived, Qi Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, he was almost at the end of his strength, and even the ice wall didn't have time to solidify.
Just as the young man's fragile body was about to be pierced by a sword, at the critical moment, a hand with distinct bones and muscles stretched out from behind Qi Qing.
The white-robed monk's attack came to a sudden halt.
A familiar voice sounded, with a hint of casual murderous intent: "...You again?"
——The next moment, violent spiritual pressure suddenly shook!
The pressure from the Spirit Transformation Stage erupted instantly, even the raging flames were paused.
The entire sea of fire was enveloped by the sweeping spiritual pressure. The monks present all felt their breathing become suffocated and their movements froze. If there were any wind or clouds at this moment, the sky and earth would have changed color.
Qi Qing broke out in a cold sweat and slowly turned around.
The person behind him opened his golden eyes at some point.
Yue Ji woke up.
The wind fanned the flames, and he knocked the attacker away, the aura around him surging inch by inch.
——The early stage of transformation, crossing the middle stage, late stage, perfection... approaching the fusion stage!
Qi Qing took a deep breath and shouted, "Yue Ji, stop!"
Yue Ji had just endured the thunder tribulation of the Spirit Transformation Stage, and now he was heading straight to the next stage. Such a crazy speed of improvement was simply unheard of. If he was allowed to continue like this, his foundation would definitely be unstable.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yue Ji actually stopped in front of him. Even though the spiritual energy around him was still surging, he forcibly suppressed the urge to continue breaking through.
The stagnant spiritual energy in the sea of fire surged again, and a heat wave swept across.
The pair of eyes shining with blazing golden light turned to Qi Qing, and the gaze was as scorching as that of a demon.
Qi Qing's whole body froze, and he couldn't tell whether the person looking at him at this moment was the familiar and well-behaved Yue Ji, or the violent and ferocious Yue Ji from before.
He subconsciously tensed his body, fearing that the other party would lose control again.
Perhaps sensing his fear, Yue Ji quickly looked away and turned to look at Wen Laoshi, releasing a fierce murderous intent.
Wen Lao said gloomily: "Today, I absolutely cannot keep you here."
"I should be the one saying this, right?" Yue Ji narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Not only did you attack me, you also hurt my master. You call yourself a senior, but you do all these things to bully the young. How glorious do you really think you are?"
Before Master Wen could speak again, the Spiritual Transformation Stage shouted first: "Evil Cultivator! You killed more than ten of my fellow disciples! Now in front of everyone, you still want to kill me?"
"Demon Cultivator?! Is this person a demon cultivator?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the monks were in an uproar.
"Great! No wonder he was so secretive and acted so strangely before, there really is something wrong!"
"I said they don't look like good people! Demon cultivators dare to sneak in, they must be tired of living!"
"His master's strength suddenly increased to the point where he could compete with that senior. Who knows, he might be practicing some evil skill..."
The crowd was excited and started to accuse harshly. The more they spoke, the more indignant they became. The previously unreasonable siege suddenly became justified.
Qi Qing became furious when he heard this. This group of people were so timid just now that they didn't dare to step forward. It turned out that they were just waiting for a high-sounding reason to kill people and steal treasures.
Seeing that the monks were ready to start a second siege, his heart sank and he turned to look at Yue Ji.
Just as he was about to signal for a joint effort, Yue Ji took off his outer robe and covered him with it. The man protected him behind him and said lightly, "Master, step back."
"...Don't let the blood stain your clothes."
Facing attacks from all directions, the young man in black joined the battlefield.
He was already proficient in Qi Qing's incarnation technique, and now that he had broken through to the spirit transformation stage, he had the ability to have his soul leave his body. Multiple incarnations consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy, and it should have been short-lived.
——What is most abundant in the Mirage Secret Realm is spiritual energy.
In an instant, three people who had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Stage appeared at the same time. Their coordination was terrifying, and the Fire Spirit Root was like a fish in water here.
Without the need for Qi Qing's cover, the battle situation quickly turned into a crushing favor for one side.
Yue Ji spun in mid-air and kicked the Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator into the sea of fire. Amid screams, the white-robed cultivators and others almost followed suit. They were all wounded, their minds shaken, and they had no power to fight back.
As soon as those golden eyes swept across, everyone was afraid of becoming the next target and fled in a hurry.
They scattered to other platforms in panic, not even having time to wipe the blood off their faces. At this moment, there was no talk of courtesy anymore, they just wished they had two more legs so they could escape.
Elder Wen wanted to make a move, but how could Yue Ji be the Nascent Soul that anyone could step on? The three Great Perfection Spiritualization Stages surrounded him, and not only did he not get anything good, he almost got himself into trouble, so he had to retreat to his original position, his face livid.
In less than half an hour, everything was settled.
[You are awesome! You really make us proud! ]
[Such a young incarnation... My God, are all the monks in the lower world now monsters? ]
【Qingnv Reward Points x2000】
[These people probably can't make any waves anymore. The anchor should take good care of his injuries. When we get the treasure from this secret realm, we will make them mad! ]
After dealing with the others, Yue Ji restrained his breath, returned to his original state, turned around and walked towards Qi Qing.
He glanced indifferently at the city lord who was blocking the way, but this man was trying to be stubborn at this moment, stiffening his neck and staring at Yue Ji, refusing to move out of the way.
Yue Ji ignored him, walked around him, and reached out to Qi Qing: "Let me see your injury."
Before his hand touched it, the young man instinctively moved away.
Perhaps it was because Yue Ji's eyes were too bright now, and his body instantly revived the absurd memories in the ancestral hall. Qi Qing's ears felt hot, and he turned away and said, "I can do it myself."
Yue Ji’s outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his lips pressed into a straight line: “…Master, you’re hiding from me.”
The pair of golden eyes stared at Qi Qing stubbornly. He neither took back his hand nor moved closer. Qi Qing sighed and explained, "Now is not the right time. I think that Wen is still planning to take action."
He tried to avoid Yue Ji's hand, but Yue Ji couldn't wait for him to take the initiative, so he didn't let him hide and pulled him into his arms without giving him a chance to refuse.
The warm spiritual power flowed into the body along the touching skin, and Qi Qing could clearly feel Yue Ji's suppressed anger.
"If he dares to reach out to you again," Yue Ji stared at the scar on his shoulder, his tone full of murderous intent, "I will kill whichever hand reaches out to me."
As he spoke, his golden eyes glanced coldly at the people on the other side.
Wen Lao also looked at him fearfully, and Miao Zheng made a gesture to the city lord.
The city lord pretended not to see it and asked Qi Qing eagerly: "Qi Enren, can you let me go with you?"
Yue Ji said firmly: "No."
"Why!" The city lord said aggrievedly, wanting to win the sympathy of his benefactor, but not wanting to meet Yue Ji's cold eyes, he shrank his neck back and said, "You wanted to go your separate ways without me, and now I finally have a chance to protect my benefactor. What's wrong with me wanting to protect him?"
Yue Ji sneered: "Are you protecting the master, or is the master protecting you?"
He deliberately held Qi Qing close to his arms and said meaningfully, "Master is injured now, and I am limited in my ability. If I run into danger... I'm afraid the city lord will have to fend for himself."
The city lord opened his eyes wide in disbelief, wondering how this man who had just challenged the whole audience alone could have the nerve to say something like "limited ability".
"Yue Ji." Qi Qing gently pulled him, signaling him not to say anything more, but was held back by his hand.
Yue Ji raised his eyebrows and asked, "Even so, you still want to follow?"
The city lord compared the two people's fighting power and looked at Qi Qing reluctantly: "Then... I'll go back first, Qi Enren, you must take care of yourself... You must take care of yourself! After leaving the secret realm, I will go to Tiandu Sect to find you!"
He looked back every few steps, gazing back affectionately for a long while. Before he had taken two steps, Yue Ji had already raised his foot impatiently.
"Hey! Stop it!" The city lord hurriedly jumped away, leaped across the sea of fire, and reluctantly took out a small handkerchief and waved it at the master and disciple: "Qi Enren——!"
Miao Zheng ruthlessly knocked the man unconscious, grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, and gave Qi Qing a deep look before leaving.
Even Master Wen, who had the highest level of cultivation, had to avoid his edge. When the group of white-robed monks saw that the situation was not good, they scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, losing all their composure, and fled even faster than when they came.
In a blink of an eye, only the master and his disciple were left on this small platform.
Qi Qing's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally relaxed. His legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground.
Yue Ji was quick-witted and quick-handed. He picked him up and carried him sideways. While continuously transferring spiritual energy to him, he carried him up and down in the sea of fire several times and soon found a corner that was not affected by the sea of fire.
Some clear groundwater seeped out from the cracks in the rock walls, slightly dispelling the scorching heat around.
Yue Ji carefully settled the person down, set up an isolation formation, took out the ointment, and knelt on one knee in front of Qi Qing: "Apply the ointment now."
Qi Qing knew she couldn't avoid it, her eyelashes trembled, and finally her fingers moved to her collar and began to unbutton her clothes.
The collar of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the young man's neck and chest, which were covered with red teeth marks. It was extremely affectionate and bright, catching people's eyes, and the bloody wounds formed a very strong visual impact.
【!! This is what we can see...】
[System: Sensitive content is detected in the current live broadcast, and the system has forced the broadcast to stop. ]
Wait a minute! He hasn't withdrawn his points yet!
Qi Qing watched helplessly as the comments were cut off on a black screen without even a chance to say a final word.
Not allowing him to be distracted, Yue Ji breathed heavier, raised his hand and touched the marks lightly, then stopped at the blood-soaked shoulder and slowly helped him take off his clothes.
"Hiss—" The place where the rag was attached to the wound was pulled, Qi Qing's face twisted in pain, and he gritted his teeth: "Hurry up."
The man in front of him rarely hesitated, and he urged with a trembling voice: "Don't dawdle, hurry up... just tear it open..."
Yue Ji looked at him steadily for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped forward. His handsome face suddenly enlarged, almost within reach.
Qi Qing curled up and held his breath unconsciously, as some memories of their lips and tongues intertwining suddenly emerged.
He was stunned for a second, then hurriedly looked away, saying as if to cover up: "I'd better do it myself."
Yue Ji straightened his face and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it."
The golden eyes swept towards a certain place, and the old man from the Mirage Clan hiding in the dark showed up angrily and turned his back in a bad mood.
When there was no more interference around him, Yue Ji closed his eyes and exerted force on his hands.
“Hmm!”
The moment the cloth was torn apart, soft lips covered him irresistibly, swallowing up Qi Qing's groan of pain.
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