Chapter 115 You didn't think that way back then, did you?
Such an easy way to win seems to have been absent for a long time.
Is this really the result of accumulating a lot of practical experience through fighting against opponents of higher levels in the secret realm?
Mu Jianjian gently tossed the rotten fruit in her hand. It was a palm-sized fruit with pitted and uneven colored marks on its dark purple skin, and a strange smell could be smelled from inside.
It's like yogurt that you haven't drunk for a week on a hot day.
As she put the rotten fruit into her spatial bag, she seemed to sense something and raised an eyebrow, looking up at the top of the giant rock on her right.
The next moment, the familiar woman appeared above the rock and smiled at her.
Mu Jianjian looked at the four people who appeared in her line of sight behind Liu Tao and felt a sense of foreboding.
"I didn't expect to meet you again so soon, what a coincidence." Liu Tao jumped down from the mezzanine and walked towards the girl with a smile, her gaze falling on the dark pool beside her that was still sucking blood and flesh. "Fellow Daoist is really lucky to have obtained a Rotten Fruit so quickly."
If human lives are used to obtain the fruits hidden at the bottom of the dark pool, this method is undoubtedly swift.
“It is indeed a coincidence,” Mu Jianjian said, raising her standard fake smile and showing a regretful expression. “It’s just a pity that there is no rotten fruit in this dark pool. All that work has come to nothing.”
She glanced at the four people behind Liu Tao without making a sound. The man in the lead was the Foundation Establishment Level 8 cultivator she had seen in the square. He exuded an unusually strong aura of destruction.
He is a powerful demonic cultivator.
The other three were low-level Foundation Establishment cultivators, walking behind the demonic cultivator with him as their leader.
"Fellow Daoist, don't try to fool me. This dark pool is vast, with yellow grass growing along its banks and brown worms crawling everywhere. It certainly doesn't look like it's free of rotten fruit." Liu Tao lowered her eyes to look at the densely packed worms gathered on the ground. "Perhaps the dark pool didn't look closely when it was eating meat earlier?"
The yellow grass and brown worms growing beside the dark pool likely contain a lot of rotten fruit.
"Sigh, perhaps someone else beat you to it?" Liu Tao's words were laced with sarcasm. Mu Jianjian was even more serious about her acting than she was. "If Fellow Daoist Liu thinks there's still some inside, you can go in and take a look for yourself."
This is a curse wishing her to go in and die!
Liu Tao's face darkened, but since her cultivation level was no match for hers, she could only look to the demonic cultivator at the head of the group for help.
The man was dressed in a dark purple robe. He was thin and gave off a frail feeling. In his hand was a stick that was half a foot longer than him and about the thickness of a finger. When he leaned against it, it did not dent but stood straight.
He had kept his eyes closed the whole time, but he opened them the moment Liu Tao looked at him, fixing his gaze on Mu Jianjian, who was a hundred meters away.
Mu Jianjian felt as if she were being targeted by a venomous snake, with gusts of eerie wind, not belonging to nature, surrounding her, seemingly ready to crush her at any moment.
She knew she didn't have three heads and six arms to defeat the five people in front of her.
If it were a one-on-one fight against this Foundation Establishment Level 8 cultivator, there would be a good chance, but with all these people around, forget it.
Mu Jianjian felt a pang of regret, but ignored the eerie wind around her. She fixed her gaze on the dark pool that was beginning to bubble with pus, and her right pupil gently swirled, a faint golden light flowing out.
This was the first time she had ever encountered a demonic cultivator whose cultivation level was nearly equal to her own; such practical experience was invaluable.
The gaunt man was annoyed that the girl in the distance neither begged for mercy nor tried to escape.
Whether there are rotten fruits in the space bag will be known after she removes her divine sense and opens it once her head hits the ground.
Leaning against the tall pole, he gently moved his fingers, intending to easily resolve the situation, but then he discovered that the girl had vanished into thin air with a single breath.
How is that possible?
His chilling wind didn't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes.
"Are you looking for me?" A girl's clear voice came from another hilltop a hundred meters away.
Liu Tao stared intently at the figure in that direction. Having torn off her facade any longer, she shouted, "I'm going to chase after him, Lord Zhong!"
If you give her a chance but don't use it, does she think she can escape the clutches of a senior official with her little tricks?
Having determined that the girl was at her last gasp, Liu Tao decided to seize this opportunity to make a contribution to the team. The moment she leaped into the dark pool, a strong, rotten smell wafted up from the ground and hit her face.
"Ah—" Liu Tao screamed as she covered her right cheek, which had been corroded by the thick pool water. A pulling force pulled her downwards, and when she tried to gather her qi, she found that most of her true qi had already been lost without her noticing!
She felt weightless and panicked until a force lifted her up and threw her to the ground.
Liu Tao lay on the ground, still trembling with shock and panting.
She almost died inside.
Why did the eruption of the dark pool happen to injure her?
The eruption of the hundred-meter-deep dark pool was unpredictable, but it happened precisely at the moment she got up to chase after the girl that she was hit.
Could it be that the other side can predict when the dark pool will erupt?
She rejected the idea before it even came to mind.
Looking at Liu Tao, whose face was covered in pustules, Mu Jianjian felt sorry for her.
If that important person hadn't intervened, she would probably be dead inside already. She could go and check herself to see if there were any rotten fruits in the dark pool.
After all, she never hesitated to kill enemies who wanted to kill her.
“This fellow Daoist is all alone, which is far too dangerous in this vast mausoleum region,” Chong Honglian glanced disdainfully at Liu Tao, who was lying on the ground and had not yet stood up, and smiled at the girl in the distance. “If you don’t mind past grievances, you can come with us. If we find the Rotten Fruit, we can give it to you first.”
In just a few breaths, he noticed the special qualities of the young girl in front of him.
Crossing the dark pool requires skill and patience, but she calmly moved in the right direction, which angered Liu Tao, who then attacked her, making her shoot herself in the foot.
But more than these things, Chong Honglian was actually more concerned about the secret technique that the girl had used first to pass through his yin wind.
"Sorry, I hold a grudge." Mu Jianjian clicked her tongue regretfully and waved to the five people. "Friendly reminder, don't chase after us."
She actually rejected the invitation from a Foundation Establishment Level 8 cultivator so directly!
Liu Tao took out her pill and swallowed it hard. Only then did she feel the burning sensation on her right cheek lessen. She dug her nails into her flesh.
He's only slightly more skilled than her, so why is she, as a physician, begging to join the team, while this person is invited by a major figure?
Seeing that Chong Honglian looked unwell, another man in the group immediately said, "Lord Chong, I'll go after him!"
Before he could even take a few steps, the dark pool erupted, wider and more violently than the one Liu Tao had encountered before. This time, no one intervened, and the man's figure vanished into thin air in an instant, without even a sound.
Is this the girl's final warning to them not to chase after them?
Or is it just a coincidence?
A cruel smile spread across Chong Honglian's ashen face. "Interesting. It wouldn't be bad to take her in as a cauldron."
——
Holding the second rotten fruit she had just obtained, Mu Jianjian stared speechlessly at Wuhen, who had appeared with a cat in front of her, and stated the fact with unusual calmness, "Because of you, that man just ran away."
I was about to get my hands on the third rotten fruit!
"So even brothers who are loyal to each other have to be so calculating?" Wuhen covered his chest sadly. The unusually feminine gesture didn't seem out of place on him; instead, it looked pitiful. "Sister Mu, I came to find you with Bai Tuan as soon as I landed."
Mu Jianjian: ...
She stored the second rotten fruit in her spatial storage, suppressing the urge to slap the pretentious man in front of her, and calmly said, "Why did you have to shout before you came out? It was stupid, wasn't it? Don't you understand the meaning of alerting the enemy?"
Wuhen spoke righteously, "How would he have noticed if I hadn't said anything! Masters always make their appearance in front of everyone, okay? Besides, so much time has passed, why are you still bringing this up?"
"This is a very necessary post-battle debriefing! Do you even know what a debriefing is?!" Mu Jianjian, holding the white ball, suddenly recalled their first encounter at the auction house—
Wuhen, dressed in black, burst from the rooftop of the attic and descended from the sky.
She realized she had discovered a blind spot. "Could it be that you were thinking the same thing when you came out of the attic?"
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