Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 159: Golden Whip
Chen Muxue attempted to seize the moment when the Heavenly Thunder hadn’t struck again to pick up the iron pot, but she dared not stray too far from Changgui, fearing this treacherous thunder might suddenly strike him, and she might not be able to shield him in time.
So, Chen Muxue grabbed Changgui and dashed madly in the direction of the iron pot.
"Boom!"
Just a few steps away from the iron pot, the Heavenly Thunder suddenly struck down!
Everyone tensed up, including the disciples of the Fei Xing Sect; they inexplicably broke into a sweat.
In a split second, Chen Muxue raised her hand and made a pinky gesture towards the storm cloud.
"Gosh, so audacious! With the Heavenly Thunder striking down, her first reaction was actually to use a hand gesture to mock the storm cloud!" a Fei Xing Sect disciple exclaimed.
The furious Heavenly Thunder crashed down, and the lightning column that could have enveloped Chen Muxue suddenly shrank as it approached her pinky finger, finally striking her pinky with precision!
At this moment, it didn’t look like a pinky but like a lightning rod!
The Fei Xing Sect crowd couldn’t help but look at the ground beneath Chen Muxue’s feet, curious whether she could really channel the Heavenly Thunder into the ground using her body like a lightning rod.
Of course, the answer was no!
After being struck by the Heavenly Thunder, Chen Muxue couldn’t help but twitch for a while; such electrifying moves would make anyone sigh and say, "This, is street dance."
"Just a minor thunder... meet your end, Chen Muxue!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xinghai finally recovered from being inexplicably struck by thunder. He pulled out a golden whip and charged at Chen Muxue; the whip was entirely covered with barbs, and the gold couldn’t mask the dark red stains of blood and flesh collected in its crevices over the years.
"The Sect Leader actually took out the golden whip! The weapon that was once used by the celestial fire deity Taiyi!" Fei Xing Sect disciples gasped.
Jiang Xinghai rushed forward aggressively, murderous intent bursting forth from his eyes!
The golden whip in his hand made a sound in the air as he swung it!
"Thud."
Jiang Xinghai was tripped by something, falling flat on his face; the previously formidable golden whip was only weakly flung out.
Chen Muxue, who was doing "lightning bolt dance," happened to slowly come to a halt, and suddenly a golden, shiny object flew towards her, and she instinctively reached out to grab it—
"Sizzle—" The Heavenly Thunder, lingering in Chen Muxue’s arm from her pinky, found an outlet, and instantly discharged it all at once!
"Ah!" Jiang Xinghai, with a face full of dirt and ash, was holding the other end of the golden whip, and once again, a human light show began.
Through the paralysis from the current, Chen Muxue vaguely saw Jiang Xinghai’s whole body like an X-ray photo. Hmm, his bones looked pretty good...
After a while, Jiang Xinghai spat out a mouthful of black smoke, turning to look at the thing that tripped him.
His grandmother, can anyone tell him why there was an iron pot on the ground?! Who has time to throw pots around randomly!!
"Tragic, too tragic..." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
The disciples of the Fei Xing Sect said, but seeing their Sect Leader in such a state, dared not to move recklessly.
After the current passed, Chen Muxue finally managed to release her hand. It must be said that the construction of the golden whip was maiming. Even though she only touched a sharp point, Chen Muxue’s hand was already scraped to a bloody mess by the barbs.
She hid her hand, not wanting Changgui and the others to see.
The iron pot was behind Jiang Xinghai’s foot; she wasn’t sure if this level of Heavenly Thunder was enough to harm Jiang Xinghai, whether he was fully unconscious or just taking a shallow rest? The plan to grab the iron pot needed reconsideration.
At this moment, the storm cloud was no longer as lively as at the start, but this didn’t mean they could relax, rather it was a sign of it gathering strength for another strike.
Chen Muxue worriedly gazed at Changgui, shivering in her arms, wondering if the next strike could be caught...
