Chapter 13 Eastern Evil Arts I never expected you to care about me so much. ...
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Inside and outside the Heavenly Origin Mirror, everyone present stared in disbelief as Miao Jue slowly walked out.
There were no deaths or injuries within the killing formation; both people survived, something that countless talented individuals present had failed to achieve.
Miaojue asked the system with satisfaction, "It's approved now, right?"
It perfectly avoids the heart-wrenching point of the male protagonist having to choose between his Daoist partner and his sister, making it impossible to cause any real angst.
The system remained silent, only calculating scores.
A pleasant clicking sound echoed in Miaojue's mind, as if the spiritual bone was growing inch by inch.
So she walked very lightly, as if she had just taken a stroll through this evil formation. When she passed Mei Zichen, he was still gripping his sword tightly, as if his deafening laughter had just landed.
As someone with the same wood-type spirit bone, the shock he felt was like a tsunami. Her talent was clearly insignificant compared to his, yet he couldn't understand a single move she used to break the formation?!
Mei Zichen frantically tried to recall the hand gestures he had made when he miraculously broke the formation, his heart filled with turmoil.
What kind of technique is that? Why has he never seen it before?
Could it be some superior immortal technique? It can actually break the ultimate formation passed down from the Langhuan Immortal Court!
How could she possibly do that? Could this woman actually be a hidden master?!
Mei Zichen's reaction was exactly the same as the reaction of all the cultivators in the Tianyuan Mirror.
In a short while, news of breaking the deadly formation had spread rapidly throughout the entire realm, and even spiritual energy from the Langhuan Immortal Court had flowed into the mirror.
Miaojue scratched his head.
Her gestures were completely random; the form didn't matter, the main purpose was to cover up the retrospective.
If you want to learn, it's very simple—first make a thousand-year kill gesture, then make a heart shape, and finally align your middle fingers.
Miao Jue bypassed Mei Zichen, then passed Ye Caifeng and Ye Ning, glancing at the two who had just been very generous.
She didn't intend to say anything, but Ye Caifeng's face turned from pale to red in an instant, her expression reflecting the shimmering light of the Tianyuan Mirror, and there was a lot of discussion about her on the Tianyuan Mirror.
"Speaking of which, isn't that the weapon refiner from the Golden Hook Ye Sect who made the wrong Nether Bone last time?"
"When I saw her on the Heavenly Origin Mirror last time, I thought she was Dongfang Yaotian's Daoist partner, since they were behaving so intimately... Turns out she isn't?"
Ye Caifeng's face burned like a monkey's bottom.
Princess Yunfei of Qiaochi Kingdom, who had been watching from the sidelines, clapped in amazement.
Brilliant, absolutely brilliant.
Miao Jue stepped out of the range reflected by the Heavenly Origin Mirror, but was blocked by a tall figure dressed in white with ink-like brushstrokes.
She looked up expressionlessly and saw the villain smiling broadly.
"Wow, that's amazing." He lowered his head and leaned closer, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it. His voice, flowing like a clear spring, was full of joy for her, sounding so tender and intimate.
Who would have thought that it was this dog who left her in the camp to die?
Only by looking closely can one see through the grotesque and beautiful plumage of this person, which conceals a wicked curiosity and amusement.
After this battle, neither side pretended anymore.
Miaojue sincerely expressed: "You despicable bastard."
The man's long, raven-like eyelashes fluttered, and then his shimmering eyes laughed even more heartily, his chest heaving.
Miao Jue really didn't want to continue talking to a lunatic. But this wasn't all bad; at least she gained experience, and she would need to maintain sufficient spiritual energy in the future to avoid affecting the timing of time travel.
"So impressive! You'll be invited to the Myriad Sects Immortal Competition!" Chen Jinshi clapped his hands happily.
Miao Jue knew about the Myriad Sects Immortal Competition. The male protagonist had distinguished himself in the Battle of the Underworld, which was why he received an invitation to the competition. This was a grand battle event commissioned by the Langhuan Immortal Court and organized by several major sects. The winner of the competition had the opportunity to receive gifts from the Langhuan Immortal Court—a coveted opportunity for all cultivators.
Originally, a small country like Tianyan Kingdom was not qualified to be invited, but those with a history of defeating the Ming Dynasty and outstanding achievements were able to be invited as an exception. It was during this event that the male protagonist became famous throughout the world.
—Barring any unforeseen circumstances, breaking the deadly formation with bare hands would be enough to earn an invitation from the Langhuan Immortal Court.
As for fighting people, she's not worried about the secrets, since only she knows how many tricks she has up her sleeve.
But thanks to the person in front of her, Miaojue learned the truth about the massacre of the underworld in this world, and her feelings towards the Langhuan Immortal Court began to become inexplicable.
Moreover, before the man and woman set off for the Ten Thousand Immortals Competition, there was a major heart-wrenching moment that became a crucial turning point in their departure from the Tianyan Kingdom.
Without a doubt, it's all thanks to this unscrupulous mastermind in front of us.
The dust has settled, and the smile is so natural.
He was pleasantly surprised to learn that Dongfang Qian was such a resilient person.
In that brief moment, he was the only one present who sensed a strange and subtle movement in the air, and then she broke free of the formation and stepped out. Chen Jinshi watched her reaction with utter curiosity.
A dark blue fish scale was handed to him.
The dust settled, and the initial malice, which had been brewing with great interest, suddenly vanished like clouds after a storm.
“It’s not for you, don’t eat it,” Miaojue said. “That fish doesn’t have many scales left, give it back to it.”
Dust settled in her sleeves, revealing a pair of large, watery fish eyes.
Chen Jinshi lowered her eyes and pushed him back, then paused.
Finally, they fell silent.
…
After Miaojue finished doing this, she turned back to look at Dongfang Yaotian.
The man had just recovered from the agonizing state of being unable to breathe. He dropped the knife and dramatically ran towards Gong Yuqiu.
Then the two spun three and a half times in front of the Tianyuan Mirror and embraced each other with tears of blood.
Miao Jue stroked his chin. In the original plot, the male and female protagonists must have succeeded in capturing Cheng Guo after slaying the Netherworld, but now that both Netherworld beings are on the run, what else can they capture?
The answer to this question was quickly found. After all, it was the male protagonist with the Netherbone Blade in his hand. The blade once again warned of the location of the wind-type Nether Clan. He regained his composure, showing no fear of those of equal attributes, and a sinister gale suddenly arose behind him.
A Heavenly-level Wind Spirit Bone revealed his true strength.
"Qiu'er, Qianqian, watch me hunt down that beast for you!"
Miao Jue also sensed a gust of wind stirring around her, but it wasn't Dongfang Yaotian's domineering and arrogant aura.
The breeze was incredibly fast, carrying a warm current, and it passed by in a flash.
It seemed as if wisps of hair brushed past her back and then vanished in an instant.
She heard Chen Jinshi chuckle softly.
In that instant, Miao Jue had an absurd thought: what if that wind-elemental Netherworld creature was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye? What if it was so fast that it could pass right in front of everyone and still be undetectable?
What kind of beings are the Underworld Clan...?
Miaojue straightened her back without turning around, but her nose twitched.
Another bloody smell, mixed with the scent of grass and wood, appeared. She discovered that not only her hearing, but also her sense of smell had become more acute.
She turned her head and saw Chen Jinshi return the fish scale to Yingyu in his sleeve. The fish seemed anxious, pecking at his arm as if trying to stop him from doing something.
The faint smell of blood was coming from him.
But Chen Jinshi didn't care at all. His face turned almost transparently white again. He smiled slightly, poked the fish head back in, turned over and got into Miaojue's carriage, and then fell silent.
…
That day.
Dongfang Yaotian captured a piece of Nether Bone from Canggu Mountain.
It is said that they fought several rounds with that wind-elemental Netherworld Clan member. The Netherworld Clan member was exceptionally strong, and they managed to cut off a piece of its bone with all their might. The member fled in a sorry state, clearly severely injured and unable to maintain its true form.
More importantly, after the Jade Ring of the Jade Void Sect identified the sequence, they discovered that it was actually the rare tenth bone of the Underworld Clan!
The news caused an uproar across the continent, and Dongfang Yaotian had made a remarkable contribution to the war effort.
The Langhuan Immortal Court sent a message via crane to commend the three parties for their success in the massacre of the underworld. They especially praised Dongfang Yaotian, who led the group with the Nether Bone Blade, and Yuqiu, the younger brother of Yuxu, who used water to overcome fire.
Miao Jue wasn't surprised after hearing this. It's clear that the main storyline of the Chosen One will continue no matter what.
She sat in the carriage on the return journey, her face serious, looking at Chen Jinshi, who was in a semi-conscious state on the opposite couch.
The man had been silent ever since he climbed into the carriage, as if he had fallen asleep without any warning. Miaojue looked him over from all sides, feeling that this was a rare opportunity.
Although it is unknown why he fell into a state of weakness, this time it was obviously more serious than when he forged the Netherbone Blade last time.
This is the perfect time to buy.
If Chen Jinshi could harm her this time, he could do the same next time; he could push her into a deep pit at any moment.
Without the villain's interference, resolving the protagonists' emotional turmoil would be incredibly smooth.
But if you really want to attack him, even if he's a half-conscious villain, wouldn't he be able to turn her into ashes in an instant?
After hesitating for a while, he quietly aimed the clock and apical bud in his mind at the villain's face.
It must be said that when this person closes his eyes, he resembles a traditional Chinese ink painting. He has grown up a lot since his innocent childhood. His frail state adds a touch of sickly beauty. The curve from his brow bone to the bridge of his nose, the shadow cast on his profile, and the slightly red peaks of his lips are all extraordinarily beautiful.
Miaojue couldn't help but think that if he were some kind of animal, he would definitely be a male with a very impressive display of his tail feathers.
Miao Jue admired the apical bud in his sea of consciousness and was about to try to bring his brain back to the level of a toddler when he saw the other person stretch and sit up leisurely.
“.
Chen Jinshi's face was still pale, but his long eyes were shining brightly as he asked with great interest, "I've given you so much time, why haven't you done anything? It seems you don't hate me enough."
Miaojue put his hands in his pockets without any expression.
Chen Jinshi asked with a smile, "Or are you afraid of me?"
Miao Jue nodded with clear almond-shaped eyes: "I'm afraid you'll die in my car."
Chen Jinshi covered his lips, yawning halfway through, and said with uncontrollable joy, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't die. I still have important things to do—I didn't expect you to care about me so much."
The secret: "
She didn't speak, and the carriage fell silent, with only the creaking of the wheels.
Miao Jue is pondering the current situation. Although the main mission of the male and female protagonists has been completed, the conflict of stance between Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu will be fully exposed after this siege at Canggu Mountain.
Is the female lead on the side of the Jade Void Sect's interests or on the side of Dongfang Yaotian?
After the confrontation between Dongfang Yaotian and the entire Jade Void Sect outside the Killing Formation, this conflict will become even more intense.
She pondered quietly without speaking. Chen Jinshi's originally smiling gaze turned slightly dark. He changed positions on the couch a few times and called out to her.
"Dongfang Qian".
Miaojue took a moment to realize that someone was calling her, and looked up: "What?"
Chen Jinshi smiled and met her gaze. "Aren't you really curious about what the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan tastes like? Even a single fish scale would make you feel like you're floating on air, let alone a whole bone."
It's such an important bone.
Looking into the expression in his pupils, Miaojue was momentarily reminded of the scene of them picking fruit at the village entrance when they were children.
Back then, the mountain boy was only one-fifth the size he is now. He was at the age where he was growing and had a big appetite, but in order to make her, his only little brother, submit, he fiercely gave her all the wild fruits.
How did they grow up to be so twisted?
Miaojue always felt that he had forgotten something over the long years.
Chen Jinshi smiled and leaned on the table, then suddenly whispered to her, "You may not want it, but others really do."
The carriage suddenly stopped, its wooden wheels stuck on the ground.
The window screen was lifted, revealing a fork in the road ahead. To the left was the direction of Tianyan Kingdom, while to the right led to Yuxu Sect.
Mei Zichen got out of the car, followed by several high-ranking disciples, each carrying their own natal weapon.
"Junior Sister," Mei Zichen said to Dongfang Yaotian's carriage, "it's time to go."
A moment later, Gong Yuqiu stepped out of the car, her lips pale and pressed together.
The secret is obvious even without system prompts.
"Warning! Heartbreaking scene ahead—"
Mei Zichen continued speaking to Dongfang Yaotian inside the car: "Since Junior Sister followed me back to the Jade Void Sect, and it was she who ultimately defeated that fiend Huo Ming with a water attack during the encirclement and killing, making a great contribution, then—"
"Shouldn't we hand over the piece of Nether Bone that we obtained?"
His response was the sound of the carriage shattering into pieces.
Dongfang Yaotian leaped directly from his cracked vehicle, his eyes bloodshot:
"I've tolerated you for too long! You killed my sister before the final battle, and now you're trying to steal the Nether Bone. Isn't the greed of the number one sect in the world a bit too disgusting!"
After saying that, he swung his sword down, and the two sides instantly engaged in battle.
"Yaotian! Senior Brother!"
The female protagonist's eyes turned red with anxiety, and she gripped the sword sheath tightly, but she couldn't join in with any of them.
Miao Jue leaned against the wall of the sedan chair, a pleasant, cool laugh ringing in his ears. His fingertips, still bearing red marks, tapped the tabletop repeatedly. Suddenly, Miao Jue noticed a genuine murderous intent rising in the male protagonist's pupils.
...The Netherbone Blade can incite suspicion and belligerence in its wielder. If Chen Jinshi could control the direction the Netherbone Blade pointed, he would certainly be able to unleash its power, driving the already volatile and unstable Dongfang Yaotian into a complete rage.
Miao Jue was startled and fell backward, unexpectedly bumping into his chest, clearly shaking with laughter.
Weakness, illness—he was just thinking of a new trick.
He wants Mei Zichen dead!
This is a completely reversed version of the one-for-one kill formation.
The villain just made the male protagonist choose between the two, and now he's making the female protagonist make the same choice.
—Your Daoist partner or your senior brother, which would you choose?!
In the distance, the Netherbone Blade and the Netherbone on his body resonated powerfully, and a magnificent and vast power field was applied to him. This was the power of the Netherbone, and this was the power of the Nether Clan.
At one point, Dongfang Yaotian even felt that he had vaguely touched the threshold of the Xuan-level spiritual bone.
His wind blade slashed down, and Mei Zichen was no match for it. He coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.
Gong Yuqiu screamed hoarsely, "Senior Brother!!—"
Miao Jue didn't really care about Mei Zichen's life or death, but if he really died, he would become an insurmountable thorn between the male and female protagonists, a shadow that would forever shroud the female protagonist's heart, causing immense suffering.
Chen Jinshi shook his head behind her and said regretfully, "This time he's broken a bone. It seems he can't beat your Yaotian brother."
Just now, when she was crouching in the killing formation, this bastard must have been speaking in the same infuriating tone.
With the blessing of the Nether Bone, Dongfang Yaotian had completely transformed into a storm, making him impossible to perceive.
The system anxiously asked, "How can this be resolved?"
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her: "Wait a minute, the tragic part is that the senior brother is beaten to death by the male lead, and the female lead hates him to the bone from then on—why doesn't that mean the senior brother can't die?"
She simply froze the clock completely on Mei Zichen.
Wherever you get hit, that's where you'll get struck.
Chen Jinshi leaned back leisurely, resting his chin on his hand and smiling slightly: "If this slash goes down, he'll definitely die."
As soon as Mei Zichen convulsed and bent backward, the wound healed.
"?"
Dongfang Yaotian slashed again, and he was in so much pain that blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.
Even if Dongfang Yaotian strikes again, no matter how good he is.
Chop it again, and it will be even better.
After dozens of stabs, Dongfang Yaotian calmly sheathed his sword; Mei Zichen was still alive.
Miao Jue calmly withdrew his gaze.
Inside the car, he met Shang Chen's gaze, which was filled with self-doubt.
“.
The Jade Void Sect possesses healing arts for evil spirits.
That's terrible.
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