Chapter 1241 Reluctantly Taking Away
Seeing that the tentacles finally stopped attacking, the two disciples of Qinjian Villa were delighted, thinking that Zhou Yiqiao had successfully controlled the situation.
However, their joy did not last long, because the next moment, the controlled tentacles moved again.
This time, the tentacles did not attack anyone, but surrounded Zhou Yiqiao and the guqin. They intertwined at an astonishing speed, turning into a huge meat cocoon, tightly wrapping Zhou Yiqiao and the strange guqin in the meat cocoon.
Inside the cocoon, Zhou Yiqiao's expression became extremely solemn.
He could feel the presence in the guqin engaging in a spiritual tug-of-war with him.
It was an ancient and powerful will that tried to resist Zhou Yiqiao's control and even wanted to devour his consciousness in turn.
Zhou Yiqiao had a vague feeling that if he could not gain the upper hand in this mental confrontation, not only would he himself be doomed, but all the other cultivators in the entire secret realm would also be implicated.
He took a deep breath, and while using the strong will he had honed over the years to resist the erosion of Guqin's will, he quickly thought about how to break the current situation.
"The spiritual power in my body has been consumed by 80% in the duel with the tentacles just now. Forcibly activating the magic power at this moment will not only be of no help, but will most likely make the situation worse again."
"Since I can't use my spiritual power, the only means I have left to fight against this ancient zither is the sword power..."
With this thought in mind, Zhou Yiqiao tried hard to calm his mind, and began to mobilize the cautious spiritual power in his body, summoning the Dusk Sword, and activating the sword intent he had cultivated over the years.
Fortunately, the Dusk Sword, as a companion sword, consumed very little of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power. Otherwise, at this critical moment, he would not be able to support any counterattack.
The Dusk Sword trembled slightly under Zhou Yiqiao's mental control. On the tip of the sword, a faint and tenacious sword intent gradually condensed into shape, like the first ray of light at dawn.
Although not dazzling, it contains the power to penetrate the darkness.
Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent was like a tiny but sharp ray of light, slowly piercing into Guqin's will.
His sword intent was not violent, but carried a unique penetrating power. It did not conflict head-on with Guqin's will, but looked for its weaknesses and penetrated bit by bit.
The will in the guqin seemed to be aware of Zhou Yiqiao's intention, and it began to become more manic. The ancient will surged in an attempt to disperse Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent.
However, Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent was like flowing water, penetrating every pore, constantly shuttling through Guqin's will, looking for opportunities.
Time seemed to become unusually slow in the flesh cocoon. The contest between Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent and Guqin's will was like a silent battle, with only the consciousness of both sides constantly clashing.
Zhou Yiqiao's forehead was covered with sweat, and his face became paler and paler. He was almost at the limit.
Finally, after a long tug-of-war, Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent found the flaw in Guqin's will.
His sword intent shook violently and transformed into countless tiny sword lights, piercing through Guqin's will and striking directly at its core.
"Buzz!"
The guqin emitted a low vibrato, and the entire flesh cocoon vibrated.
Zhou Yiqiao felt that the will in the guqin began to gradually weaken, and his sword will began to gain the upper hand.
"It's now!"
Zhou Yiqiao shouted in his heart, and his sword intent burst out again, like a sharp sword, completely defeating the will in the guqin.
As Guqin's will collapsed, the flesh cocoon began to disintegrate rapidly, the tentacles fell off one by one, and finally turned into bursts of black mist and dissipated in the air.
With the collapse of Guqin's will and the disappearance of the flesh cocoons, Zhou Yiqiao thought that everything would return to normal.
However, just as he was about to put away the Dusk Sword and lead his two disciples away, something strange happened again.
Two tentacles quietly wrapped around his left arm at some point; their surfaces were slippery and cold, as if they carried some strange power.
Zhou Yiqiao was shocked. He could feel his energy and spirit slowly flowing through the two tentacles. Although the speed was not fast, it was continuous.
"Brother Zhou, your arm!"
A disciple exclaimed, his eyes full of worry.
Zhou Yiqiao's face changed slightly. He tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but found that the two tentacles seemed to be integrated with his arms, and no force could force them out.
He could feel that Guqin's will had not completely dissipated, but had chosen to parasitize on him, maintaining its existence through his energy and spirit.
"It seems that you have not been completely defeated by me."
Zhou Yiqiao said in a cold voice, his eyes fell on the two tentacles, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He knew that if this problem was not solved quickly, his cultivation would be seriously affected.
But at the same time, he also understood that these two tentacles were closely related to Guqin's will. If they were forcibly peeled off, it might lead to unpredictable consequences.
"If you are willing to break free from the constraints of this strange world, I will let you temporarily parasitize on my body, how about that?"
There was a hint of unquestionable majesty in Zhou Yiqiao's voice.
"If you refuse, I can't leave this place anyway. I don't mind dying with you."
Guqin's will seemed to understand his words, and the suction force of the two tentacles weakened slightly, but did not stop completely.
Zhou Yiqiao reacted and realized that this must be the guqin's will expressing its concern.
Thinking of this, he said again.
"I swear by my swordsmanship that as long as you can remove this strange world, I will not harm you."
This time, Guqin's will finally agreed to Zhou Yiqiao's deal. The suction on the two tentacles completely disappeared, and was replaced by a strange connection, as if they had become one.
As Guqin's will agreed, the surrounding mist and fluorescence completely dissipated, and the entire valley returned to its original tranquility.
Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao helplessly put the guqin on his back, turned to look at the two Qinjian Villa disciples who had frightened expressions, tried his best to appear calm, and comforted them softly.
"Don't be afraid, we are safe now. Although this ancient zither is strange, it has reached a tacit understanding with me and will not harm us for the time being."
The two of them looked at the strange appearance of Zhou Yiqiao and the guqin coexisting and found it hard to believe.
But at this moment they had no choice but to nod and agree, and then follow Zhou Yiqiao out.
However, the three of them had not walked far when the guqin behind Zhou Yiqiao suddenly emitted a low and long humming sound.
Perhaps because of their current symbiosis, Zhou Yiqiao understood Guqin's will at the first moment.
"You mean, let's go get the natural treasures in the valley?"
