Chapter 154 What escape? It's a strategic retreat!
"Is the Pupil Transformation Technique very rare?" Mu Jianjian deliberately changed the subject, seemingly lost in thought.
“You have no right to negotiate with me. If I wanted to, I could compress this space and crush you into mincemeat.”
"Then you can certainly give it a try." Mu Jianjian twirled her finger, and tiny water droplets seeped out of the air and floated around her as she turned.
"The amount of true energy you use to attack the wall will be doubled in the counterattack—" Qu You coldly watched the girl raise her hand, only to find that the water droplets inside the wall had seeped out and reached his side!
His words abruptly stopped, and he backed away to avoid it, but water droplets that could condense in the air were everywhere, so how could he possibly hide from them?
Mu Jianjian looked up and saw the man surrounded by the Yellow Spring Water. In that instant, the situation reversed!
“The Yellow Springs water can absorb your true energy. If I were you, I would stay still to prevent my soul from being shaken.” She turned the words Qu You had said back on him.
Although there is a vast chasm between the major levels of cultivation, there are also differences in the levels of secret techniques, and they may even have a suppressive relationship. Correspondingly, the more powerful the technique, the more difficult it is to master and learn.
The previous encounter with Cai Hua, who was at the peak of Core Formation, had no effect, but this one in front of her was at the fifth level of Core Formation, so Mu Jianjian felt she could give it a try.
"You think this water can stop me?" Qu You had barely finished speaking when, despite being entangled in the water, his movements were incredibly swift. He landed next to Mu Jianjian, who was trapped by the wall, and was about to squeeze the space to show her his power when he heard a roar in his ears the moment he activated his technique.
"Boom—"
A thunderous roar erupted between the two. Seeing the wall broken open, Mu Jianjian quickly retreated, picked up the Morning and Evening Hairpin, and in the instant Qu You dodged the explosion of the incense poison, she slashed a deep gash in his body.
Qu You felt a sharp pain in his arm, somewhat incredulous. He chuckled hoarsely, "You lured me in and then used the incense poison to break my barrier? If I'm not mistaken, you were blown up yourself, weren't you?"
“I just remembered… I felt your scent was familiar before. Thinking about it carefully, we did meet once before, didn’t we? Was it in the secret realm? The person holding the red silk?”
He spoke with a question, but his tone was already firm.
Someone who was just a little bug scurrying around has now almost reached the Foundation Establishment stage... Such a speed of advancement would probably be considered genius even in the Upper Realm.
“This body isn’t yours either,” Mu Jianjian said without any attempt to hide it after being exposed. She openly admitted, “The body that died in the secret realm wasn’t yours either, was it?”
"Hahahaha," Qu You thought of something funny and laughed a few times, but then his face suddenly turned serious as he stared at her, "I thought before that with your personality, my beautiful master would like you, but in the blink of an eye you learned the Pupil Transformation Technique."
"My beauty... Master?" Mu Jianjian murmured.
Judging from the man's crazed appearance, she couldn't quite tell whether he had a good or bad relationship with his master.
“If she were still alive, I’m afraid I would really think she had taken on a disciple,” Qu You’s eyes darkened. “But I don’t want to know the answer now.”
Unfortunately, that person died in the chaos of war ten thousand years ago. He hated her to the core, but had nowhere to vent his hatred.
Now, all he wants is for her to die.
"Wait, is your master in seclusion?" Mu Jianjian sensed the surging aura of Core Formation and suppressed her urge to use her pupil technique. She tried to communicate again, but found that mentioning this person made the man's emotions fluctuate even more.
It's no fun if you take it seriously!
Seeing the girl run away as fast as she could, Qu You got up and chased after her, his expression disdainful. "An ant will always be an ant. So what if your cultivation has reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment? You can only run away anyway."
"Idiot! What do you mean by running away? This is a strategic retreat!" Mu Jianjian didn't forget to turn back and correct him while running away, making a face at the man, "How many years have you lived? How many years have I lived? Aren't you ashamed to compare yourself to me?"
When Qu You saw the girl turn around and chatter smugly, his face turned pale.
"Didn't you exchange a few blows with me before and get slapped? You're not so great after all. What are you putting on airs and making excuses for yourself? I'm ashamed of you!"
Mu Jianjian spoke fluently and eloquently, while Qu You's expression grew increasingly worse.
Previously, taking advantage of her lack of experience, I used the Illusion Butterfly to make a transparent trap for her, so she won't fall into the same trap twice!
"Hey, I missed." Mu Jianjian twisted her body, nimbly dodging the red thread Qu You extended again, and said in an annoying voice, "Just you wait and see how I slowly and carefully sneak you back to the Demon Palace like a kite, so that everyone will remember your appearance and expose the conspiracy of your Golden Crow Shrine!"
Qu You was so angry that he laughed. He quickly approached the girl and was about to grab her when he saw her turn around in an instant!
"Transformation Wall—"
Mu Jianjian stood with her feet in the air, looking down at him, and uttered two words.
Qu You was stunned, realizing that the halo formed by the other party's illusory butterfly had actually created a transparent shield around her!
It turns out she never intended to run away in the first place!
——
The residence of the Demon Palace Xuan Shuang Sect.
"Pointy?"
After calling out to no avail several times outside the door, Sang Wanyue finally pushed the door open, but the courtyard was silent and there was no sign of anyone.
Suddenly, the image of Kim Bok-jin flashed through her mind, and the woman's stunning face seemed to be covered with a layer of icy coldness.
"Bifang, take me there."
Sang Wanyue gently stroked the small blue-red bird perched on her shoulder with both hands and said coldly.
——
The rear hall of the Demon Palace.
The white-clad man paints in a palace with a dark background, yet he doesn't seem out of place. Instead, he appears as the only white in a black and white ink painting. He has a gentle and refined demeanor, and his well-defined hands hold the brush, sketching stroke by stroke on the rice paper.
"Young Master, people from the Upper Realm are making moves in the palace." A man in black suddenly appeared in the hall, kneeling on one knee and speaking with his head bowed.
Chi Wenqing's eyes were gentle, and he did not look away from the drawing in front of him. "Speak."
"After Qu You left his residence at the Golden Crow Shrine, he took Miss Xuan Shuang from the Demon Palace and went to the outskirts of the capital." The more the man spoke, the more he felt a terrifying and suffocating aura emanating from the originally gentle young lord. He forced himself not to tremble and to cover up his panic.
It's said that Shaojun has a gentle personality and is a very kind person, so why did he unleash such terrifying pressure?
If he hadn't retained a shred of reason, he probably would have wanted to flee this place immediately!
"Qu You." Chi Wenqing finished the last stroke, his deep pupils gazing at the ink spreading across the Xuan paper, and he uttered the two words one by one.
Her figure vanished from the hall in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a rice paper painting depicting a young girl.
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