Chapter 242 The Little Prince
Reaching out to touch the palm-sized talisman, Mu Jianjian felt a powerful true energy surging within it. After a moment of contemplation, she looked up at Bai Ji.
"I thought you were from somewhere else, but it turns out you're scum from the Demon Palace," Bai Ji said, stepping through the air and slowly walking up to Nian Qing. He paused for a moment and then said, "I wonder how my younger brother is doing?"
Nian Qing's smile widened, his fair and handsome face now resembling a blood flower, captivating and alluring. "I see you still don't understand my temperament."
He parted his lips slightly and slowly uttered these words. As he raised his hand, a black lotus flower shimmering with fragmented light appeared before him!
In an instant, a delicate fragrance wafted from the lotus, which, mixed with the man's chilling killing intent, was surprisingly harmonious!
Black Lotus —
Buddha Lotus Fire!
The provocative expression on Bai Ji's face vanished instantly, and the memory of being sent flying by a single blow flooded his mind. He subconsciously stepped back to keep his distance from the man in front of him.
It's him! He's back!
"You...you...how could you be here!" His face was ashen as he pointed at the man in front of him, his expression one of utter disbelief.
"Then where do you think I should be?" Nian Qing slowly stepped forward, the black lotus petals in his hand spinning and growing larger, instantly surging towards the other cultivators, while he remained completely still, using his own strength to keep dozens of cultivators from escaping!
Mu Binyi clenched his fist again. If his master was going to use all his strength, it meant that he would aggravate his old injuries and trigger his old ailments...
After realizing what was happening, Bai Ji turned to the girl standing by the talisman array and whispered, "Quickly tear off the talisman!"
He's about to unleash a killing formation!
In that case, no matter how capable this person is, how can he escape the trap that the Emperor has carefully designed for him!
Mu Jianjian looked up and met Bai Ji's eyes, slowly raising a pure and innocent smile, "I didn't agree to that."
If he didn't have a backup plan, wouldn't his move be both stupid and foolish?
If you have a backup plan, it's not too late to force it out first.
After she finished speaking, Mu Jianjian turned to look at the white-clad youth on the thorns and fixed her gaze on the black lotus in his hand.
It feels so unfamiliar.
This Nian Qing was completely different from the gentle and refined man they had first met. The man, who was as clear and flawless as jade, seemed to have been stained with pure black ink, or perhaps...
Is this just his nature?
At this moment, Bai Ji finally understood the girl's intention in appearing—
She's in cahoots with those two demonic cultivators!
Luckily, he still had a talisman on him. All he had to do was tear it open...
"What is Bai Dian doing?" Nian Qing raised his eyebrows and spoke in a polite tone, as if he were greeting a neighbor. But with a flick of his finger, dark flames attacked Bai Ji's neck and soon wrapped around his entire body!
With just one movement, Bai Ji couldn't move an inch!
"So many years have passed, it seems that Bai Dian's cultivation has not improved much," Nian Qing raised his hand and tapped his head, seemingly very troubled. "Perhaps the secret techniques of the Immortal Palace are not suitable for your cultivation? How about you consider coming to our Demon Palace for a visit?"
The Immortal Palace is the most powerful and influential force in the entire Upper Realm. If the Immortal Palace does not have a suitable secret technique for Bai Ji, it means either the Immortal Palace is incompetent or the person is useless!
"Don't be too smug. Wait until my father arrives—" Bai Ji's face turned ashen, and he cursed the incompetence of the surrounding cultivators in his heart.
If they can't even protect him, how can they work for the Emperor in the Immortal Palace!
And this killing formation, without the guidance of talismans, is just a useless accumulation!
He kept cursing and complaining, but he never thought that he himself had stepped onto the thorny path to provoke the other party, and that he and Nian Qing were captured alive before they could even win a single move.
"Release His Highness!" A fierce shout rang in everyone's ears.
The cultivators on the thorns all looked in the direction of the sound and saw an ugly girl standing to the side with a man in a dark robe twisting her neck.
Nian Qing's pupils contracted slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Nian, release Her Highness, or don't blame me for being impolite to her." Yan Feng'an frowned and used his gaze to soothe the agitated Bai Ji.
Fortunately, he sensed something and rushed over quickly, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble Prince Baiji would have caused here.
Although it is ungentlemanly to use this cultivator to coerce Fellow Daoist Nian, we can't worry about that now. We need to rescue His Highness first and then we can talk about these things later.
"Lord Que, no!" Mu Binyi transmitted his voice urgently, "Given Yan Feng'an's personality, even if you don't release Bai Ji, he won't really fight with Miss Mu. But if you release Bai Ji, we'll lose one of our bargaining chips to leave here!"
Moreover, judging from Bai Ji's demeanor just now, they had a backup plan here!
As if she hadn't heard, Nian Qing raised her hand to take back the Buddha Lotus Flame on Bai Ji's body.
He could give up everything he owned to gamble on, but not her.
He had already endured the pain of losing her a hundred years ago, and he didn't want to experience it again.
"No! Don't!" Mu Jianjian was so frightened by the situation that she quickly spoke up to stop Nian Qing, which barely managed to make him stop what he was doing.
"What is your relationship?" Bai Ji became even more furious when he saw the girl who had just been admiring him speaking to his younger brother with concern, even disregarding his life.
"Miss Mu, while you care about others, why don't you care about yourself?" Yan Feng'an lowered her eyes, her gaze devoid of any emotion. "I've investigated, and there's no one named you in any of the families. You were originally a cultivator from the Demon Realm."
Mu Jianjian raised an eyebrow and nodded thoughtfully.
No wonder they were so decisive and ruthless in their attack on her. She was caught off guard when they suddenly appeared from behind and was quite startled. The area around her neck where they grabbed her is probably purplish-red now.
“But you need to know,” Mu Jianjian looked up and met Yan Feng’an’s gaze, “I’m not someone to be trifled with.”
Just as Yan Feng'an was quickly trying to figure out what she meant, the girl who had been holding him suddenly disappeared and reappeared next to the talisman paper in the thicket of thorns.
Mu Jianjian slowly raised her hand and pointed to Bai Ji, who was surrounded by Buddha Lotus Flame, and said leisurely, "Among the cultivators present, he is the only pushover."
Using teleportation in front of cultivators unfamiliar with the Pupil Transformation Technique is extremely easy, even if the opponent is several levels higher in cultivation.
Fortunately, she had encountered the tree spirit earlier, which removed the secret technique from her body and restored her true energy. Otherwise, given the current situation, she feared she would have truly become a burden and a weak point for Nian Qing.
Mu Jianjian winked at Nian Qing, who was staring at her, and secretly transmitted her voice.
"Do whatever you want without worrying about me. Although my cultivation level is low, I'm still good at escaping."
As Nian Qing listened to the girl's soft voice in his mind, his eyes gradually darkened.
"Besides, I've already obtained the Broken Brocade Scroll, I'll give it to you in a bit. We just need to figure out how to get out of here, Your Highness."
Mu Jianjian's eyes curved into crescents, her smile as soft and gentle as catkins drifting in the spring sunshine.
Upon seeing the black lotus in Nian Qing's hand, she realized that Nian Qing, whom she had known since the first trial, was the same prince who had shared pastries and beautiful scenery with her.
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