Chapter 54 I won't cooperate with idiots
Zhao Chi added, "However, I have placed a fireproof water barrier on the token, so it will not be destroyed by fire within an hour."
To obtain the token, one must descend into the pit.
The Nekkeng is a place where Nekkhu gathers; it's the creature's lair. We had tried every possible way to avoid it, but it was still incredibly difficult.
Zhao Chi's exposed skin, hands, face, and neck all showed varying degrees of burns.
Going down to the Necromancer's lair is bound to be a painful experience; anyone with a brain knows who would want to go down there and suffer that ordeal. Thinking of this, Ling Shu flew into a rage, grabbing Zhao Chi's collar and scolding, "Knowing you have the token, why are you running around like this?!"
Zhao Chi, enduring the scolding, said calmly, "I went out to find out where you were..."
It was like punching cotton; Ling Shu had nowhere to vent his anger, so he released Zhao Chi.
Zhuang Jinfu silently took out the two tokens he had obtained earlier, and channeled some magic power into one of them. It immediately grew larger and floated above the grass.
He handed the other piece to Ling Shu, saying, "Keep it safe, I'll be right back."
Having said that, he stepped onto it, ready to obey the imperial command.
A warm hand grasped his arm, and Zhuang Jinfu looked back at her.
Ling Shu's eyes held a thousand concerns, but her words were merely a light, casual remark: "Master, please be careful."
"Um."
The man in white robes departed gracefully, carrying the imperial edict.
Ling Shu could only wait there, growing increasingly anxious. Half an hour later, Zhuang Jinfu emerged from the pit, his clothes spotless and his skin untouched by burns.
She arrived unharmed, landed, and took out the token she had retrieved. The token was surrounded by a water ripple barrier, and the wooden token inside was intact.
"Thank goodness." Yin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Shu didn't take the token; instead, she frowned and carefully examined her.
“Take it,” Zhuang Jinfu said.
"Are you really alright?" Ling Shu asked her.
The sudden use of honorifics, the reverent distance they maintained from her, pierced her heart.
"Take it." Zhuang Jinfu stubbornly repeated.
Ling Shu took the tokens with both hands, along with the one that had just carried Zhuang Jinfu, and put them into her storage space.
With the three tokens in hand and the mission complete, and Zhuang Jinfu seemingly unharmed, Ling Shu confidently continued on to find the city lord.
"Immortal Venerable!"
Yin Yu exclaimed in surprise, and Ling Shu turned around abruptly, only to see Zhuang Jin lying on the ground. Yin Yu held her body, and Zhao Chi squatted down to take her pulse.
Ling Shu's face turned completely pale instantly. She rushed over and took her hand.
Her hands were as cold as a corpse that had been dead for three days.
Zhao Chi: "I don't know how to treat fainting caused by insufficient Yang Qi."
Yin Yu: "Find the Sophora flavescens to refine a pill for her to take; it can be used for emergency treatment."
Zhao Chi is a Dan cultivator, so he can do this, but he lacks the soil to support the herbs.
The grass grows and matures at night, so it can only be harvested at night.
For now, we can only take Zhuang Jinfu back to the city to settle him down.
In the host family’s home, Zhuang Jinfu lay on the bed. The main city had abundant resources. The host family heard from Yin Yu that a distinguished guest from the human world was coming, so they specially spent a lot of money to buy a bed from the human world so that the distinguished guest could stay comfortably.
Thanks to her care, Zhuang Jinfu was not allowed to sleep on the floor.
Ling Shu felt grateful to her master and stood by the bed watching her.
The coldness emanating from her lowered the temperature of the entire room, and getting close to her was even more chilling.
Ling Shu took off the imperial green jade bracelet that her mother had left her. This bracelet was also her storage bracelet. She put it on Zhuang Jinfu's hand and left the three tokens inside to her.
If anything goes wrong, let Zhuang Jinfu complete their shared mission in her place.
Ling Shu held her hands in her own, trying desperately to warm them, but she couldn't. She wept silently and gently kissed the back of her hand.
"Master, I have offended you."
"It's a good thing you don't love me."
"That way, you won't be too sad when I leave and never come back."
"But I will try my best to come back."
As the sun set in the west and darkness fell, Ling Shu pushed open the door and went out.
Hu Shi and Yin Yu stood at the door waiting for her. Ling Shu said goodbye to them and then walked out alone.
The footsteps of the two people behind them followed.
"What are you doing here?!" Ling Shu shouted back.
"Of course I'm going to help you," Yin Yu said.
Hu Shi crossed his arms, holding the sword in his crook of his arm: "That's right."
"Go back," Ling Shu said sternly.
"I'm not going back," Yin Yu said with a smile.
Hu Shi calmly analyzed: "The worms in that pit have absorbed the yang energy of the Immortal Venerable and have grown many times stronger. If you go alone, you won't even know where you can find a foothold outside the pit. What are you trying to prove?"
Ling Shu turned her head away, embarrassed, and admitted that her strength alone was very weak.
Finally, Yin Yu and Hu Shi followed Ling Shu to the edge of the pit.
Just as they reached the green area outside the pit, it became completely dark. Dark, swarming creatures floated up from the bottom of the pit, transforming into armored soldiers. As soon as the creatures emerged, they sensed the yang energy emanating from the living people and quickly drifted towards the three of them.
The tender shoots of the *Sophora flavescens* sprouted from the soil and grew on the edge of the pit. The *Sophora flavescens* had not yet grown into mature plants and needed to wait.
About half an hour later, the leaves of the sedge had fully unfurled, and it was time.
Silver rain fell, and the earth-elemental magic circle expanded, lighting up circles on the ground.
Ling Shu jumped across the circle, and as soon as she landed, the serpent bit down. The flames from its mouth grazed her clothes. She didn't have Yin Yu's powerful barrier-creating ability, and the serpent easily pierced through her barrier with a single bite.
Where it bit, there were still specks of ice flowers, proof that Zhuang Jinfu's life force had been taken away.
I wonder what this little ice flower touched in Ling Shu's heart.
The sharp claws on Ling Shu Fox's claws pierced deeply into the body of the fox, instantly obliterating it.
She was focused on killing, stabbing one enemy after another out of control. Suddenly, the circle beneath her feet disappeared and collapsed. She felt her feet sink into the void, and by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late.
A hand tugged at her from the side, lifting her up and landing her on the other side.
Ling Shu turned around and saw Yin Yu. She breathed a sigh of relief. Hu Shi was slashing at the serpents that were biting at her.
The two men came to help her and soon reached the place where the grass grew on the edge of the pit.
Ling Shu squatted down to pick some. She picked a stalk of *Eupatorium fortunei* and put it in her bag. Now she could rest assured. Just in case, she picked two more stalks and put them in her bag before tying the drawstring.
Then I saw a figure pass by and fall into the pit.
Ling Shu heard her screams.
That was the sound of silver rain.
Ling Shu turned around abruptly, only to see Hu Shi push her into the pit.
She saw Hu Shi standing by the pit, smiling happily. Hu Shi then turned and left.
Ling Shu spoke quickly, pulled a rope from her storage bag and swung it upwards. The other end got tangled, and with a strong pull, she dragged Hu Shi down.
She plummeted down with herself.
Seeing Hu Shi's astonished face, she suddenly pulled Hu Shi in front of her, then flipped her over and pinned Hu Shi down.
Lahushi was used as a scapegoat.
With a sudden, muffled thud, Hu Shi fell backward onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Ling Shu straddled her waist, grabbed her neck, and swiftly slapped her across the face.
She tightly covered Hu Shi's mouth and nose and said, "If I had known you had ill intentions, I would have left a rope. Come on, push me! What, you're too scared?"
Hu Shi struggled a few times but couldn't break free. She drew her sword and slashed Ling Shu's arm. Ling Shu, despite the pain, didn't let go and continued to cover Hu Shi's mouth and nose, trying to cool down the warm body of the person under her.
With a loud bang, a fireball came straight at Ling Shu's face. She had no choice but to let go, get off her waist, and roll to the side.
The fireball chased after her, and Ling Shu used her demonic magic to block it, but the firepower from the other side was too strong, and she struggled to resist it.
A person rolled over to her side, and the ice cubes scattered from her hand, helping her to defend against the evil spirits.
Ling Shu stared blankly at the ice for a moment, then felt a physical aversion upon seeing the person next to her.
Hu Shi also has an ice spirit root.
Ling Shu: "Get lost."
Hu Shi refused to leave, saying, "If you want to leave, then cooperate with me."
With the addition of this ice, the fire indeed stopped spreading towards her, and the surrounding area was filled with eerie yin energy, which was really too oppressive to people of the mortal world.
The silver rain has not yet fallen.
"I won't cooperate with idiots." With that, he kicked Hu Shi aside and searched for Yin Yu alone in the green-flaming pit.
Hu Shi caught up with Ling Shu, but Ling Shu ignored him completely.
At the bottom of this pit is a huge cavern, with jagged rocks and piles of skeletons scattered all over the ground. Each step sinks three inches into the ground, and the ground is covered in dust, which must all be... the ashes of the vanished souls.
"Woohoo woohoo woohoo!"
Ahead, a group of human-shaped demons held hands and formed a circle, cheering. They swayed left and right, raising their hands with a "whoosh" and lowering them with another "whoosh."
It sounded like some kind of sacrificial ceremony was being held. Ling Shu heard human voices coming from inside, one of which was Yin Yu's voice.
"You are a human being! You don't need to stay in Tongxuan for my sake."
Yin Yu: "I'm willing to do this."
Yin Yu: "I don't want to go back to that world of fighting and killing, where there is war everywhere and no peace. I would be an exile wherever I go. It would be better for me to stay here with you. Although this place is full of ghosts, at least it can give me peace."
Yin Yu: "Besides, I only love you. Can you bear to watch me spend my whole life guarding your withered bones?"
Ling Shu charged forward at the sound of the voice. This was not the real Yin Yu speaking; she was going to shatter this deceptive illusion.
The sharp claws ripped through the black fangs, revealing Silver Rain, who was trapped in the middle, barely breathing.
She rushed over, hugged Yinyu, and called out "Great-Grandma." Yinyu opened her eyes and responded, smiling wryly, "My dear grandson is here. Great-Grandma is saved."
Seeing that she was still conscious, Ling Shu carried her on his back, wrapped Yin Yu's tail around her waist, and led her all the way to where the moonlight was shining, trying to find a way to get up.
Yin Yu's barrier was extremely weak, and Ling Shu's own barrier was not strong either. Hu Shi followed with her sword in her arms, looking like she needed someone to beg her.
The venomous creatures from the pits gradually gathered around, as they also needed to leave to forage. They sensed the yang energy of the living and swarmed around like madmen. Ling Shu tried to kill them again and again, but she couldn't kill them all.
Hu Shi was also gradually exhausted.
There are protruding rocks on the pit walls that you can climb up.
However, they could not move an inch. This was the center where all the demons in the pit gathered. Humanoid demons, eight feet tall and wearing armor, tightly surrounded them, forming an iron barrel around the three of them.
They even wielded weapons, with green flames at the tips of their spears, concealing the sharp points of the weapons within the flames, and the flames and spear tips thrust towards them together.
Ling Shu's sharp claws tore through the void, and just as she was about to retaliate, she saw the black mass in front of her shatter into dust. After the black dust settled, a person in white appeared, with a beautiful face and a captivating charm.
Her sharp claws slashed through the illusory image, but she remained calm. This immaculate person was lying on the couch, waiting for her to embrace him.
She was determined to go back.
Several more afterimages flashed by—smiling, cold-faced, worried, and Zhuang Jinfu with a flushed face in moments of tenderness—all of which were transformed into afterimages to deceive her eyes, but she was not fooled.
"Ling Shu, I love you."
The voice came from behind her. She turned around, ready to kill.
A bolt of black lightning descended from the sky and struck the man who lingered over her and confessed his true feelings to her, his white robes covered in dust.
When Zhuang Jinfu confessed her feelings, it was the moment the shackles of the Heartless Path shattered, and the moment she fell into an endless abyss.
Ling Shu's hand froze. The black lightning seemed to pierce through her, leaving her limbs numb and unable to move.
Zhuang Jinfu's confession was what she longed for most, and also what she feared most.
"Shu'er," Wen Ji's voice called in her ear.
She turned her head to look and saw the gentle and kind Wen Ji being attacked and bitten by the swarm of swarms of swarms.
Unable to escape, Wen Ji's ghost dissolved from her limbs to her body within the green fire mouth of the serpent, eventually forming a serpent with a black head, a green fire mouth, and no feet.
It was then struck by lightning and turned into a cloud of gray dust.
Ling Shu couldn't even utter a single "no," her mouth opening only to choke back silent sobs, a pain that pierced her heart.
My limbs are getting weaker and weaker, and my vital energy is being drained away.
What Yin Yu saw was a group of armored Black Serpents surrounding them.
She watched as a long spear pierced down from above Ling Shu's head.
"Ling Shu!" Yin Yu called out to Ling Shu with all her might, "It's an illusion! It's not real!"
Ling Shu awoke as if from a dream, and the figures of Zhuang Jinfu and Wen Ji shattered like a mirror.
A sharp spear was hidden in the green flames above her head. The silver light of the cold weapon flashed before her eyes. Ling Shu turned her feet and dodged to the left. She dodged the weapon, which plunged straight into the ground and shattered the rock.
The body was already weak, and the venom was growing larger and larger.
There's no other way.
She had no choice but to unleash her demonic power.
Ling Shu calmed himself down, drew a talisman with his sword fingers, formed a demon-slaying seal with his right hand, and chanted: "Five Thunders, Five Thunders, follow my chant, strike wherever I point, strike with divine power, thunder and lightning, come!"
A flash of white light appeared in the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder, but nothing fell.
Ling Shu: "..."
Hu Shi rolled his eyes: "You think you can learn thunder magic? You can't learn this stuff in less than ten or eight years."
Ling Shu gritted her teeth and refused to admit defeat. If she couldn't succeed this time, she would try again!
"Five thunders, five thunders, just as I chant, they strike wherever I point, and are instantly effective! Thunder and lightning, come!"
With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, blasting around Ling Shu.
Dozens of swarming insects were blasted to ashes.
Ling Shu raised an eyebrow and looked at Hu Shi.
Hu Shi was speechless, dumbfounded, and instantly stunned.
The worms have not been completely eradicated.
We've seen initial success, so let's try again!
"...Lightning, come!"
This time, the lightning was like a thunderbolt from the sky. Ling Shu had used an excessive amount of her thousand-year-old demonic power, which was the demonic power of the late Nascent Soul stage. With Zhuang Jinfu not by her side and without her immortal power to suppress her, she could not act rashly.
At this final death line, she can only mobilize demonic power one level higher than her own cultivation level. If she exceeds that, she will lose control due to the rampage of demonic power within her body. She dares not imagine what the consequences of losing control would be.
Perhaps it is slaughter, perhaps it is moving mountains and stirring up seas. The evil of demons lies in their untamed nature, while the evil of humans lies in their unspeakable dark side. Ling Shu is pure of heart and does not like to harm people. All that remains is her untamed nature. She knows that she is very likely to slaughter living beings on a large scale.
She couldn't let herself go crazy.
If she fails this time, she will never be able to go back.
She wants to go back!
Ling Shu's eyes were extremely firm, keenly sensing the Qi of the entire world. He chanted incantations, wrote talismans, formed hand seals, and summoned thunder!
White lightning entered from the pit entrance, sparks exploding in all directions and shooting into the entire cavern. Amidst the eerie green flames and the piercing crackling sounds, it completely obliterated the entire cavern.
Hu Shi dodged quickly, actually squatting down at Ling Shu's feet, covering her ears with her hands, trembling as she closed her eyes to hide.
After briefly counting to three numbers.
The pit was filled with ashes, piled up to knee-high. As far as the eye could see, it was all black, with no green flames or ghostly cries, only the cold wind blowing by.
We're saved.
Ling Shu kicked Hu Shi like she was kicking a dog.
Her sweet voice turned cold as she asked, "Do you want to live or die?"
Hu Shi squatted on the ground, covered her ears, and trembled as she said, "I want to live..." Heaven knows what kind of ancestor she had offended.
Ling Shu originally wanted to kill her, as she harbored ulterior motives and could not be kept alive. However, she was still useful, and perhaps she could become a meritorious person who could turn the tables on Li Xinzhi.
"stand up."
Hu Shi got up from the ground.
Ling Shu plucked a fox hair and let it fall on her. Hu Shi immediately felt unbearably hot all over, and her mind was filled with vulgar images.
"What did you give me?" Hu Shi asked, struggling to stay awake.
"It's just fox fur. It's nothing more than a good thing that lets you get aroused anytime, anywhere," Ling Shu said with a wicked smile.
Hu Shi choked, her face flushed: "You...stop right now!"
Ling Shu gently blew a breath, and Hu Shi immediately returned to normal. Hu Shi consciously took a step back, keeping a distance of three steps from her.
Ling Shu and Hu Shi climbed up, while Yin Yu, though weak, still had the strength to cast earth-based spells on the ground. The three of them fought their way back to the city.
In the main house, Ling Shu used all the Tu Fu grass she had collected just in case. Zhao Chi refined the Tu Fu grass and gave it to each of the four people according to their required dosage. This time, Zhuang Jinfu was not needed to save the day, so there was no need to feed her a whole plant directly to forcibly "bring her back to life".
Therefore, the two of them would not need to cultivate together again to dispel the excess yang energy.
Ling Shu finally felt relieved.
After taking one dose of Tu Fu Cao pill, Zhuang Jinfu's body began to warm up.
Ling Shu didn't stay by her bedside waiting for her to wake up. She went back to her room without a word, closed the door, and went to regulate her rampaging demonic power on her own.
No one but Zhuang Jinfu can help her.
The domineering, thousand-year-old demonic power surged wildly within her body, and the immortal power left behind by Zhuang Jinfu could no longer soothe it.
Her body felt as hot as if she were in magma, and steam rose from her palms. She meditated for a while, but her mouth was parched. She got up to pour herself a glass of water, and the cold water in the glass boiled instantly the moment she touched it.
She couldn't drink the water. Her trembling hand put it down, but the table she was looking at was just a blur. She put the cup down, and it fell to the ground and shattered.
Zhao Chi stood anxiously at the door. Hearing the sound of porcelain shattering, he knocked on the door and said anxiously, "Ling Shu, what's wrong? Open the door and let me take your pulse."
"It's nothing."
Ling Shu went to the couch, intending to continue enduring the pain, but when she got close to the edge of the couch, she collapsed weakly. She held onto the edge of the couch and tried to get up.
It was so hot that her thoughts were in turmoil.
She slumped to the ground, where the cold air provided temporary relief, and decided to sit there.
Zhao Chi was still knocking on the door, but Ling Shu couldn't spare the attention to pay attention to her. She was only trying to calm down the chaotic demonic power again and again, but without exception, she failed every time.
"Greetings, Immortal Venerable."
Zhao Chi's greeting came from outside the door.
Then the clear, melodious voice that I had expected rang out.
"Ling Shu, it's me. Open the door."
After Zhuang Jinfu took the pill, he woke up feeling much better. When he lifted the blanket, he noticed the imperial green jade bracelet on his left wrist.
This belongs to Ling Shu; it's her storage bracelet, a keepsake from her mother. She cherishes it dearly and would never give it away casually.
She is entrusting her with valuable items.
She immediately knew what Ling Shu had done.
Given Ling Shu's personality, she only reports good news and not bad news. Knowing that others cannot help her, she will stay in her room and suffer alone.
Zhuang Jinfu hurriedly got up, rushed to her door, and knocked on her tightly closed door.
"Open the door, Ling Shu."
Soon, the door opened, and a small, thin figure rushed out and hugged her waist.
The person in my arms was frighteningly warm, like a ball of fire.
She nestled weakly and pitifully in her arms, sobbing, "Master, I feel so bad..."
"Am I going to die...?"
Zhuang Jinfu patted her back repeatedly, the soothing, cool immortal power flowing through her skin into her meridians.
"With Master here, Shu'er won't die. Be good, let's go inside and talk."
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