Chapter 265 Facing the Upper
Following Mu Jianjian's gaze, Wan Xing saw the few cultivators who were resting and tidying up in the forest, and naturally noticed the couple at the head of the group.
A pang of sadness welled up inside her, and she silently clenched her fists.
"You mean... we can lure the monsters over there?"
“If I remember correctly, when we were on the same side as Team Leader Sun, this person took the lead and left without any regard for others,” Mu Jianjian’s gaze turned icy. “What do you think?”
More importantly, because of her connection with Wan Xing, she was even more determined to make this scumbag pay.
“Of course I’ll listen to you,” Wan Xing said with a smile, knowing why the girl was doing this.
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Although we had only been in this mountain forest for an hour, the setting moon cast a chill over the earth, as if all the creatures in the forest were covered in frost, reflecting a deep, eerie light.
Xiong Guangze originally intended to rest here to take care of Xiao Fen's health, but he did not expect to encounter several monsters while resting.
He stared with disgust at the several demonic beasts that had suddenly appeared, then turned his gaze to the forest behind them.
Seeing this, one of his subordinates ran up to him and asked, his voice trembling with fear, "Young Master, should we flee or fight this time?"
Their caravan's overall strength was already at its limit when dealing with two demonic beasts, let alone three!
Xiong Guang kicked the man and cursed, "Useless trash! Wasn't it agreed that someone would be watching the perimeter and keeping an eye on things? Did some monster eat his eyes?!"
Hearing his subordinates pleading for mercy, Xiong Guang felt extremely annoyed. This time, there was no caravan led by Captain Sun to shield him from the demonic beasts!
While there are ways to avoid it, it doesn't feel good to reveal your hand prematurely.
“Little Pink, I once thought that we could climb to the top of the mountain together and find the altar built there, but unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned,” Xiong Guangze cleared his voice and looked down at the pink-clad woman whose face was pale from the trembling of the earth. “If we die here because of the monsters, will you blame me?”
Upon hearing this, tears streamed down Xiao Fen's face, quickly soaking her robes. "No, Xiao Fen won't blame Young Master. Xiao Fen will always stay by Young Master's side..."
After speaking, the woman began to weep, clutching her heavy sleeves. No one noticed that in the instant she lowered her head, her eyes, once full of affection, had turned into a cold and indifferent gaze.
Seeing the woman crying so urgently without mentioning anything, Xiong Guangze spoke with urgency as the demon beast approached, "It's just that I'm a little lacking in strength. I'm too weak, causing you to suffer such injustice. If I were stronger, I would definitely walk into the altar with you and ascend to immortality!"
Surely you can tell from his hints?
To everyone's surprise, the woman continued to cry and complain, showing no sign of taking any action. Xiong Guangze finally became anxious and said, "Didn't you say before that your old woman once brought out a high-grade magic artifact from the mountains and passed it on to you for self-defense?"
Upon hearing this, the woman in pink slowly raised her head, as if suddenly realizing something, and sobbed, "Yes, yes... and the high-grade magic artifact that the old woman gave me..."
She stammered as she spoke, pulling an old-fashioned, dark-colored bracelet from her sleeve.
The moment Xiong Guangze saw the bracelet, he couldn't wait to snatch it and hurriedly put it on his wrist.
He sneered, and in an instant, his cultivation level surged, rising from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, and even showing a faint upward trend!
"Fight!" He shook the old bracelet on his wrist and casually glanced at Little Pink, who was standing to the side with an adoring look in her eyes. "Since we need beast cores to get through the mountainside, why should we back down when a demonic beast comes to our door?"
With this old bracelet passed down from the old woman, he will surely be able to fight his way to the top of the mountain and then reach another world to become the strongest!
Xiong Guang's desires grew ever stronger, and at this moment, the bracelet was filled with overwhelming true energy, acting as a medium between the cultivator's body and the air!
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this bracelet is no ordinary item.
"You guys deal with these first, and protect Little Pink." Xiong Guangze glanced into the depths of the forest, something flashing in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of more than one monster.
With his robes fluttering and wearing an ancient bracelet, he exuded a vast and majestic aura. He floated in front of the demon beast with a wave of his hand, and with a gentle touch, orange-yellow flames appeared at his fingertips, instantly engulfing the demon beast's entire body!
"Roar roar roar—"
The monster let out a shrill scream, but the flames on its body became even more ferocious.
"Hahahaha!" Upon seeing the monster's miserable state, Xiong Guangze felt an inexhaustible surge of true energy emanating from the ancient bracelet, filling his entire body with unprecedented power!
With this bracelet, he felt as if his body possessed endless possibilities!
The caravan members were overjoyed to see their young master's cultivation level suddenly improve. However, one woman in pink brushed her sleeve to her forehead to hide the disgust in her eyes.
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The three of them moved swiftly through the forest as they ascended the mountain, until they reached a young man in a veiled hat, where a thin red and black snake was flicking its tongue and whispering something.
"A lot of caravans are coming from the south to fight monsters?" The veiled boy's heterochromatic eyes, one black and one gray, peered through the veil as he gazed leisurely southward, only to find black silhouettes of trees everywhere, a scene of utter stillness.
This forest is vast and boundless, and the people coming from all directions are a mixture of countless forces.
"I wonder how the news got out." The man in the red robe lowered his eyes. His red robes stood out among the three men. Even in the darkness, his captivating beauty was undeniable, as fiery as a flame that burned the soul.
The last woman in blue among the three appeared even more aloof. She stepped to the front, seemingly oblivious to the conversation between the other two, her gaze fixed intently on the mountainside.
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"Boom—"
Two women who were walking deep into the mountains suddenly heard the roar of a monster coming from not far away. One of them stopped in her tracks, while the other turned her head and frowned.
"What's wrong, Jianjian?" Wan Xing looked at the girl's furrowed brows with a pale face and asked softly, "Was there any oversight in our plan just now?"
But they also watched as the three demonic beasts attacked the caravan, so the plan was probably going smoothly.
“This doesn’t sound like something a cultivator would make,” Mu Jianjian said, lowering her eyes. “It sounds more like the mournful cry of a demon beast on its deathbed.”
"Jianjian, you mean..." Wanxing hesitated, "that they defeated those three demonic beasts in no time?"
She recalled her time with the caravan and the scene when they met again. "How could this be? Although they were coordinated and capable, they weren't strong enough to take care of it so quickly..."
Before she could finish speaking, a male voice rang out from behind her.
"Xing'er, I knew you weren't dead. Why won't you come and acknowledge me?"
Mu Jianjian and Wan Xing turned around at the same time, and saw a man holding a long sword covered in flames appear in front of them.
"Xing'er, you must know that it was not my intention for my father to sell you to the brothel," the man said, his gaze fixed on Wan Xing, who was breathing heavily. "If you are willing to come back to my side, I will not hold this incident against you and will treat you as before!"
Golden threads appeared from Mu Jianjian's right pupil. The phantom butterfly fluttered its wings in the air and slowly stopped next to the old bracelet on the man's wrist. She instantly understood where the strange feeling in her heart had come from.
A high-grade magic artifact to enhance cultivation...
The moment Mu Jianjian realized it, she shut down her senses and maximized her sense of smell. Her incense poison technique was then revealed, and sure enough, she successfully contained the incense poison that was wafting from the ancient bracelet in the next moment.
She suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed the stunned Wan Xing, and ran to the back, saying, "Let's go."
If I'm not mistaken, the bracelet contains "Manluo"!
Fighting Xiong Guangze under these circumstances would be entirely detrimental.
"I've disliked you for a long time," Xiong Guangze sneered, taking a large step and blocking their path again. "It must be you, woman, who stirred up trouble in front of Xing'er, causing Xing'er and me to be separated like this!"
"Have you no shame, Xiong Guangze!" Seeing that denial was ineffective, Wan Xing couldn't bear it any longer and directly admitted it. "Think about it yourself, who exactly is it that separated from me and led us to this predicament!"
The girl cried out, clutching her chest, her voice hoarse. She stared wide-eyed at the man before her, her lips trembling as she spoke, "Back then... when they captured me, did you ever think about what I would suffer? Did you ever think about how I would lose my life because of it!"
“Xing’er…” Xiong Guang’s gaze was deep, a fleeting pang of heartache passing through it.
"Shut up! You have no right to call me that!" Wan Xing suddenly lowered his head, looking at his arm, which was almost fully healed, with the purplish-blue wounds and blood-red scabs still clearly visible. "Back then... I begged you all like that, but not a single person came to save me, not a single person!"
Among the caravan members, not one of the older brother who had treated her like a younger sister, nor the fellow members who had traveled with her on the mission, stood up to help her.
Sometimes Wanxing tries to comfort herself by saying that even if others lend a hand, it will probably be of little use, but she still feels disheartened and cold-hearted because of these things.
When she became an item auctioned off in the Dream of the Red Chamber, she often comforted herself, saying that Xiong Guangze might not have known, or he might have had many helpless reasons, but he knew perfectly well that someone who truly cared about her would not allow such a thing to happen to her.
“You would never have spoken like this before, nor would you have gotten so angry and upset with me.” Xiong Guang then drew his flaming longsword, his fierce expression revealing his true nature.
Mu Jianjian glanced at Wan Xing, who was already sobbing with tears streaming down her face. She held Wan Xing's hand without letting go, her gaze fixed on the man. "You never abandoned her for personal gain before. When you blame others, you should think about what you have done."
"Clang, clang—"
As soon as she finished speaking, a sword aura came rushing towards her.
Blood streamed down his cheeks, dripping into the soil.
Mu Jianjian stared blankly at the blood slowly dripping from her eyes—
Why was it that her illusory butterfly hadn't anticipated this true energy?
"Xiong Guangze, what do you want to do?" Wan Xing stood in front of Mu Jianjian, raised his hand and glared angrily at Xiong Guangze.
The flames around the man intensified. "Xing'er, your flesh and blood, when infused with the elixir, will have a remarkable effect. I believe this effect will be quite beneficial for you, won't it?"
This implies that he is ruthless and that if she is injured, he will use his natural energy to heal her!
Absolutely disgusting!
"Don't get entangled with him, he's acting very strangely," Mu Jianjian raised her right hand, and gushing Yellow Spring water surged down from the sky, rushing towards the man in the blink of an eye. "Let's go first."
With a flicker of the pupil-shifting technique, the two were about to move to another location when they were instantly blocked by a floating ultimate technique.
"Where do you want to go?" Under their watchful eyes, Xiong Guangze's flaming longsword slowly grew to ten thousand pieces, pointing directly at Mu Jianjian at the front!
Sword cultivator.
Although his understanding of the Dao was impure, he still possessed a power that could devour people!
A vast array of swords floated overhead, densely packed against the night sky, and under the moonlight, they resembled a sky full of stars scattered on the ground.
Ke Mujian's mind was racing, and she completely ignored the "beautiful scenery" in front of her. As she entered the forest, one thing after another kept happening, but she had never experienced such a terrifying atmosphere before.
"You go first, Jianjian," Wan Xing said anxiously, tugging at the sleeve of the person next to her. "He won't do anything to me... but you..."
"Are you stupid? He was able to get away with selling you into the Red Chamber before, and now that he has other people around him, why would he care about your feelings?" Mu Jianjian said coldly, holding the Lianlizhi in her hand and silently reciting the Xuan Shuang Mantra in her heart. "Since we can't leave, then let's fight to the end."
As the Xuan Shuang Technique was applied, the surrounding air solidified, and even faint water droplets appeared around the two of them.
After Wan Xing nodded, he immediately channeled his true energy into the deep forest, absorbing the natural energy and causing the surrounding withered branches to grow rapidly, pointing directly upwards at the Ten Thousand Swords Formation.
Xiong Guang casually brushed the corrosive water falling on his head, not taking it seriously.
The secret techniques of this third realm are indeed rare. The woman with Xing'er is indeed no ordinary person. However, for him, who now possesses a high-grade magic weapon, these secret techniques are still too childish.
Water melts when it encounters fire, so the water from this third realm naturally cannot reach him.
He glanced down casually and saw the two women looking like they were about to resist. His disdain was evident. "Xing'er, I know exactly what kind of secret technique you have. Don't try to stop me with these broken branches."
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In the woods, a woman in blue suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on the south.
"Little Yue'er, what's wrong?" Ye Wuluo was the first to notice the woman's unusual behavior.
“The Profound Frost Technique,” Sang Wanyue lowered her eyes and repeated, “I can sense the aura of the Profound Frost Technique there.”
Ye Wuluo abruptly snapped his gilded fan shut. "So, disciples of the Xuan Shuang Sect have arrived here too?"
The veiled boy beside him, whose aura had been deathly still, immediately showed signs of life upon hearing "disciple of the Xuan Shuang Sect".
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