Chapter 119 No More Rambling
Mu Jianjian quickly looked down to examine the wear and tear on the hairpin, afraid that it might have left any marks.
Despite being scorched by the bluish-purple flames in the furnace, the hairpin did not shatter or turn black. Instead, it shone with an even more dazzling light, except for one of the three flowers which had some black marks.
Mu Jianjian stared at the black mark for a few seconds, her expression turning cold. She looked up at the two people who were still trying to dodge the eruption of the giant pool and attack her, "I'll give you a chance to back out."
The sound was as if ice crystals were overflowing.
The other cultivator regretted his actions. He didn't have much true energy left, and if he couldn't even defeat a powerful cultivator, why were the two of them going up there to die?
“Chongda is not dead. Look, although his body fell into the giant pool, it was not completely swallowed. Moreover, look, his furnace is still flickering with bluish-purple flames,” Liu Tao transmitted her voice to the person beside her. “As long as we hold out until Chongda returns, entering the inner garden of Jingxu Garden will be a piece of cake.”
The cultivators were moved by Liu Tao's words and their fighting spirit was rekindled.
Mu Jianjian looked at the two people rushing towards her without any pity. Using the pus from the gushing pool, she easily seized the opening in their fight and kicked them both down with one kick each.
Did her holding back really give them the confidence that they could beat her?
Watching the two disappear into the giant pool after their screams, Mu Jianjian gently stroked the black mark on the hairpin, blaming herself for her carelessness.
If she had thought more carefully, the hairpin her senior brother gave her wouldn't have left a black mark.
Or, after everything is over, we can apply something like paint to cover it up?
Mu Jianjian looked up at Wuhen, who seemed to be performing a monkey show. Thinking of her senior brother, she couldn't help but worry about his current situation. She was so engrossed that she didn't even notice the "crackling" sound coming from behind her.
"Clang—"
Only when a loud bang rang in her ears did she turn around and watch as a phantom rose from the furnace she had shattered, slowly floating onto Chong Honglian, who had just collapsed and fallen into the giant pool.
What kind of secret technique is this?
While Mu Jianjian was still in a daze, a phantom figure holding a pole flew out of the furnace and moved to her face.
Wow, so fast!
She reacted and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The bluish-purple flames engulfed her left arm and burned fiercely, shining brightly like a single light above the dark pool.
It can't be extinguished, and there's no physical pain; the burning sensation is...
soul.
After reaching this conclusion, Mu Jianjian immediately focused her attention on the illusory figure floating in the air in front of her.
The phantom stretched out a long strip from the furnace, and the face on its body was exactly the same as Chong Honglian's. This time, the previous drowsiness was gone from his face, replaced by a sinister look.
This is the true strength of someone at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.
No, the speed of that phantom flying out of the furnace is probably already at the peak of Foundation Establishment.
Is this a practice of constantly nurturing one's soul within a furnace?
"You are the first among all the cultivators I have encountered who has made my soul come out," Chong Honglian said slowly, looking at the solemn-faced girl. "Your speed is extraordinary, perhaps related to your secret technique. It interests me greatly, and it also makes me... want to devour you."
Mu Jianjian understood. If he didn't win the battle next, he would probably end up like the cultivators he had encountered before, becoming a wisp of smoke nourishing his soul in his furnace.
Demonic cultivation refers to indulging one's desires and doing things that violate the laws of cultivation in order to facilitate advancement.
Mu Jianjian lowered her eyes, observing the furnace that resembled a floating pool in the darkness. Inside, she saw two familiar spirits being burned and torn apart by the flames.
Those are the souls of Liu Tao and another cultivator!
Was it absorbed by the furnace immediately after being knocked down by her? No wonder Chong Honglian's phantom appeared so quickly.
"They are your teammates, and instead of saving them, you devour their souls?"
"Teammates? I never wanted to be teammates with these idiots," Chong Honglian said dismissively. "They died long ago after falling into the Dark Abyss. By retrieving their souls and putting them into the furnace, I can make them immortal. They should be thanking me."
No wonder someone with his personality would recruit people to form a team; he's treating his teammates like spare food!
The flames on Mu Jianjian's left arm continued to spread, almost reaching her body. She remained expressionless as she raised her hairpin and swiftly struck at Chong Honglian's illusory figure, only to find that her entire body had passed right through it.
It doesn't actually have a physical form?
"Hahahaha," Chong Honglian laughed wildly as if he were watching a clown, staring at the helpless girl. "You can't hit me at all with this phantom. What can you do to me? You can only wait for the Azure Flame to devour you. Wouldn't it be better to obediently become my furnace? Why do you insist on becoming my nourishment?"
Seemingly realizing that the other party wanted to smash the furnace, he raised his hand, and the furnace, which had been floating on the dark pool, sank into the pool, leaving no trace of its existence.
“People like you will not be able to cross the Bridge of Helplessness or the Yellow Springs Waterfall after you die,” Mu Jianjian said, her mouth slightly open. She moved her stiff and weak left arm. “You will achieve the immortality you desire on the road to the Yellow Springs, and finally be swallowed by the evil ghosts and lingering ghosts that float down from the Yellow Springs.”
Chong Honglian was startled by the girl's confident tone, as if he really would fall into this predicament. He sneered, "You've never actually been to the Yellow Springs, who are you trying to fool?"
Even if you comprehend the Way of Heaven, so what?
They'll end up as his meal.
Just as he was feeling smug, he saw the girl in front of him fall into the dark pool like a kite with a broken string, losing all support.
Was he driven mad by his blue flames and gave up?
As Chong Honglian was thinking this, he saw the girl raise her hand and raise her voice, clear and melodious like the cry of a kite or the song of a phoenix, "Yellow Springs—"
Countless water droplets inexplicably condensed from the air and appeared around her, coating her with a transparent layer. The moment she fell into the dark pool, she was not touched!
Oh no!
Chong Honglian's floating phantom was startled and quickly floated down, trying to turn his furnace away, but the girl was a step faster and touched the furnace first.
"Enough with the chit-chat, it's over." Mu Jianjian held the hairpin in her right hand, channeled her true energy, and with a flick of her wrist, the shell, which had been shattered from the previous fight, cracked inch by inch. The countless souls trapped within instantly dissipated into the air and entered another realm.
At that moment, she seemed to feel that countless suppressed souls had been released.
What's the use of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage by devouring souls? You're just a useless person who only knows how to devour souls.
At the same time, the flames on her left arm dissipated, and she returned to her original state.
Seeing the girl shed the outer layer of water from her body and float back into the air, looking down at himself who was dying because he had no medium, Chonghonglian finally let out a loud shout—
"Master, come save me!"
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