#780 - I am Xianxue Daolu
“Brother Ji, help me!”
Zuo Yan and the other two looked at Ji You with pleading eyes, hoping he could help them avoid having to compromise with Situ Ming.
Ji You said indifferently, “What do I care about your lives?”
As he spoke, he strode towards Situ Ming, his right arm transforming into a sharp claw covered in scarlet scales, viciously grabbing at Situ Ming's face.
This was the unique advantage of demon cultivators. Even if they lost their magical power, they could still transform their physical bodies into their true forms, making them even more powerful in battle than in human form.
Situ Ming drew a white long whip from his waist and fought fiercely with Ji You, but as Ji You unleashed more and more of his true form's power, Situ Ming found it increasingly difficult to resist.
Taking advantage of the battle between the two, the three others went to the shattered porcelain bottle and frantically scraped up the scattered white powder on the ground, not caring whether it was the real antidote or not. They were treating a dead horse as if it were still alive. These once-proud geniuses from major sects now looked as wretched as beggars.
Situ Ming glanced at this scene while fighting, and sneered inwardly.
Sun Zhuo, who was stuffing the powder mixed with mud and sand into his mouth, suddenly began to convulse. Black blood quickly seeped from his mouth, ears, and nose, and the green spots on his skin spread throughout his body. In less than ten breaths, his entire body stiffened and he fell to the ground, dying violently.
The other two broke out in a cold sweat and quickly clawed at their throats, trying to vomit the powder they had swallowed. Fortunately, they hadn't been as quick as Sun Zhuo, and the poison hadn't taken effect, but they were still filled with fear, followed by a deep-seated hatred for Situ Ming.
Sure enough, none of these ghost cultivators are good people!
“You dare to look away!” Ji You was furious when he saw Situ Ming distracted while fighting him, and slapped Situ Ming's chest with his palm.
Situ Ming grunted, his sternum caving in from the blow, but it was quickly resolved by a strange force within his body, although he still suffered a significant injury.
The innate physical structures of ghost cultivators and demon cultivators are different. After transforming, they are even more distinct from ordinary cultivators, making them often more powerful in battle.
Because of this blow, the severed hand hidden in Situ Ming's clothes flew out. Situ Ming wanted to grab it, but Ji You's swift attack forced him back.
“Ji You, are you sick in the head!” Situ Ming was both anxious and angry.
Ji You ignored him and continued to attack relentlessly, “After I kill you, it will all be mine!”
The severed hand flew out and landed at the corner of the street. Just as it was about to hit the ground, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and grabbed it.
Two figures slowly emerged from the shadows, ragged strips of cloth hanging on their bodies. The man holding the severed hand carried a long saber on his back. It was none other than Qin Changqing.
“Fighting like this over just a severed hand?”
Qin Changqing examined the severed hand, his gaze locking onto the storage ring on it. Without any politeness, he slipped it off and put it on his own hand.
“You dare!”
“Put it down!”
Ji You and Situ Ming stopped fighting in perfect unison and turned to confront Qin Changqing.
When Qin Changqing saw Ji You's half-dragon transformation, a glint flashed in his eyes. In other worlds, there really are dragons. The long saber on his back sprung into his hand. Even though he was just a mortal now, he had no fear in this domain he controlled.
Qiu Gong beside him quickly followed. To be able to stay alive by Yun Lie and Qin Changqing's side for so long, his talent, though not as strong as the two, was still considerable.
Bang! Bang!
They could naturally tell that these two were just mortals. They, dignified Qingxuan-level cultivators, were actually defeated by mortals. Wouldn't that be a laughingstock if it were said out loud?
Ji You's face was ashen, and he slowly transformed back into human form, saying, “You are just a mortal. You have no use for that thing. Give it to me, and I will grant you wealth and glory for the rest of your life!”
Situ Ming snorted, “Don't listen to his nonsense. These monsters are best at deceiving people. Give me the thing, and I can get you anything you want! Gold, silver, treasures, beauties, and wine, anything you desire!”
Qin Changqing remained unmoved, turning over the storage ring on his hand and smiling, “Wealth and glory? I will take it myself. Do I need you to give it to me?”
“Overestimating yourself. Do you really think we can't kill you?” A fierce light flashed in their eyes.
Qin Changqing reached behind him, the tip of the saber pointing directly at the two, his eyes flashing, “Since that's the case, then come and take it yourselves!”
Deep within the blood mist, a white-robed figure stood quietly, an ancient zither in front of him. Behind him was a palace floating in the blood mist.
“The seeds have been sown, let them fight for themselves. When the time is ripe, we can continue to build statues for the children in these worlds and collect incense and faith!”
Qin Changqing glanced at the palace behind him, which already contained many jade scrolls and immortal treasures to guide the world's development.
This world's level is too low, and it's not worth wasting too much time on it. A white light surged, and Qin Changqing took a step, disappearing from the spot.
— —
Immortal Realm, Ninth Heaven.
Two figures transformed into streaks of light and landed at the mountain gate, cupping their hands and smiling, “May I ask if Jade Immortal Xue Yu is present?”
These two were none other than Qin Qipeng and Zong Jue.
Zong Jue had long ascended to the upper realm and had always wanted to come to the Ninth Heaven to find Jade Immortal Xue, but because his cultivation was too low, he was too embarrassed. Now that he had finally reached the Earth Immortal realm, he found Qin Qipeng and asked him to bring him to the Immortal Saint's place.
The two gatekeeper immortals looked the two up and down. Seeing that they were young, one a Golden Immortal and the other only an Earth Immortal, contempt flashed in their eyes. They coldly asked, “Who are you? Do you think you can see Jade Immortal just because you want to?”
Qin Qipeng frowned. He was a disciple of the Demon Saint, with a significant position. Now his cultivation was also approaching the Immortal King. How could two gatekeeper immortals dare to speak to him so rudely?
However, before he could speak, Zong Jue had already shouted, “I am Jade Immortal's Dao Companion, do you think I can see her or not?”
Qin Qipeng's expression stiffened, and he turned to look at Zong Jue, somewhat speechless.
Brother, are you not afraid of my sister getting angry when you say that?
These words also startled the two gatekeeper immortals.
Jade Immortal Xue's Dao Companion?
What a joke!
But seeing that the other party was so sure and confident, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous. They nodded and said, “You wait here, I'll go ask!”
After speaking, one of them quickly flew into the sky.
The Immortal Saint's eldest disciple, Chu Yuanzheng, had just walked out of his residence when he discovered a streak of light landing in front of Jade Immortal Xue's door. It was the immortal guarding the mountain gate.
Chu Yuanzheng's eyes flickered, and he flashed behind the gatekeeper immortal, asking, “The Third Junior Sister is in seclusion, what's the matter?”
The gatekeeper immortal was startled and quickly cupped his hands, replying, “A strange fellow came to the door, claiming to be Jade Immortal's Dao Companion, and asked me to pass the message and ask.”
Chu Yuanzheng's pupils suddenly constricted, and anger flashed in his eyes. He sneered, “There's such a thing, I'll go take a look!”
After speaking, he quickly flew out, heading towards the mountain gate.
Chu Yuanzheng landed at the mountain gate and saw Qin Qipeng and Zong Jue, who were pacing back and forth with tangled and uneasy expressions. A sweep of his divine sense filled his face with mockery, “Which one of you is the fellow claiming to be the Third Junior Sister's Dao Companion?”
Zong Jue looked at Chu Yuanzheng and frowned, “I am, who are you?”
Chu Yuanzheng coldly said, “I am Chu Yuanzheng, the Immortal Saint's eldest disciple. What are you, daring to call yourself the Third Junior Sister's Dao Companion, defaming the Third Junior Sister's reputation. I think you're tired of living!”
Zong Jue immediately became unhappy, “This is my and Xianxue's business, what does it have to do with you? So what if you're the Immortal Saint's eldest disciple, you're meddling too much, I'm looking for Xianxue, go cool off somewhere else!”
Although Zong Jue's own cultivation was low, he had enough confidence!
Not to mention the powerful leader behind him, even the one standing beside him was a disciple of the Demon Saint. In terms of status, it was not lacking!
Having someone backing him up was just so awesome!
As soon as these words came out, murderous intent surged in Chu Yuanzheng's eyes, and he shouted angrily, “Courting death!”
He slapped Zong Jue in the air, using all his strength!
