Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 593 - 373 Sect Leader Banquet
Chapter 593 -373 Sect Leader Banquet
Hum!
The spirit light barrier encasing the nine-story building suddenly split open, forming a passage. A tall, graceful figure flew out and, in a flash, landed before Zuo Lingsun.
At a glance, she was an extremely beautiful woman with a cold, ethereal aura.
Upon seeing his junior sister emerge, Zuo Lingsun scurried up to her, fawningly asking, “Junior sister, how was your harvest this time?”
The Purple Jade Fairy’s brows knitted slightly as she spoke indifferently, “All inside are some useless items. This treasure house seems to have already been plundered. There’s hardly anything worth catching my eye.”
Zuo Lingsun rubbed his hands together, smiling placatingly as he said, “Don’t worry, junior sister. If this place won’t do, we’ll simply go somewhere else. I, Zuo Lingsun, would even stake my life to procure a Nascent Soul Pill for you.”
“Mmm!” the Purple Jade Fairy nodded gently, a rare smile appearing on her flawless, fair face.
Seeing this, Zuo Lingsun could hardly contain his joy.
Just then, Zuo Lingsun’s face changed, and he suddenly roared, “Who’s there?”
Before his words fell, a surge of yellow light burst from the ground beneath his feet, rapidly sweeping in all directions.
Sssss!
The yellow light flooded like a tide, slamming into the dim mist a dozen yards to the east, and immediately a sizzling corrosion sound followed, as a human-shaped black mist revealed its form within the light tide.
“Not bad, you’re qualified enough,” came a cold, merciless voice, washing over Zuo Lingsun.
The rotund martial genius instantly paled.
For at that moment, the human-shaped black mist had solidified into a vivid “person.”
This “person” had complete limbs and torso, but its face was vaguely shrouded in a layer of black fog—only two pupils were visible, reddish like burning coals, seemingly able to scorch someone.
“Nascent Soul Ghost King!” the Purple Jade Fairy gasped upon seeing this figure, her beautiful face turning pale with shock.
Zuo Lingsun took a step forward, positioning himself in front of the Purple Jade Fairy, and with a determined shout, he proclaimed, “Junior sister, you go first. I’ll hold it off for a moment for you!”
Upon hearing this, the Purple Jade Fairy erupted in a layer of purple light, ready to flee through the sky.
“Hold on!”
These two words struck like thunder and lightning, bringing an overwhelming pressure as they filled the sky. In an instant, the surrounding area became a ghostly realm.
With the ghostly realm’s emergence, the escape plan of Zuo Lingsun and the Purple Jade Fairy, the dual-cultivation partners, was immediately thwarted.
However, the Nascent Soul Ghost King that had suddenly appeared did not choose to strike them down. Instead, his attitude was surprisingly gentle.
“The two guests, please, there’s no need to hurry or fear! Since you are both qualified, I, Zhong, shall not strike. Instead, I cordially invite you both to a banquet,” he said.
Zuo Lingsun fell silent for a moment, exchanged a look with his junior sister, and then tentatively asked, “…May I know what kind of banquet the senior speaks of?”
“Heh heh, you’ll know once you get there…”
…
When Zuo Lingsun and his companion were taken to an unknown place for the banquet,
“Run… Ah!”
Amidst the ruins and rubble of numerous collapsed buildings, a green-robed elder clutching a piece of Jade Buddha Dust, his body enveloped in green light like clouds supporting his frame, desperately fled toward the distance.
His speed was such that he covered a hundred yards in a blink of an eye.
Yet, no sooner had the man ascended to midair than a tide of black light burst forth from below, reaching skyward with a rush that instantly engulfed the green-robed elder.
…
In the southwest of the Qiu Ling Sect, outside the Scripture Pavilion,
a vastly robust and imposing Great Han with a resolute face, clad in half-armor, was looking seriously at the opposite side, where a snake-bodied, human-headed monster floated.
“I am known as Dingshen Venerable. I have come specially to invite the esteemed guest to a banquet,” he said. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Upon hearing this, Tianluozi asked, expressionless, “Lead the way ahead.”
“Heh heh!”
…
“Ling Luo, hand over the Nascent Soul Pill! Otherwise, today will be your end.”
Having said that, Dong Qingyang turned over a single hand and pulled out a Pill Furnace, just slightly larger than a fist. At first glance, it appeared no different than a ordinary incense burner, but the knob on the lid was engraved with a pair of entwined ghostly figures, the lid itself adorned with spirit patterns, from which tendrils of smoke were currently escaping.
Opposite him, in the airspace above a collapsed cave mansion some distance away, the Saintess Ling Luo stood amidst the mist, her tall frame radiating with a blaze as intense as fire, forcing Dong Qingyang to squint.
“Hmph… Dong Qingyang of the Supreme Person Sect? Such big talk! The Nascent Soul Pill is here—if you dare, come and take it?”
The woman’s gaze swept over Dong Qingyang and then glanced around, seemingly sensing something unusual.
At this time, Tianxinzi was no longer beside her, his whereabouts unknown.
“Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!” Dong Qingyang’s expression hardened, and he flipped open the lid of the furnace, releasing a large amount of smoke that turned into numerous ghostly shadows.
At the same time, he bellowed, “Ling Luo, I’m calling for you—do you dare answer?”
“Idiot!”
Without another word, the female cultivator stepped forward and in an instant, drew close to Dong Qingyang, unleashing a punch. The punch’s light spread like an overwhelming tide, thunderously crashing forward.
The dazzling punch shot across the sky like a column of light, visible for miles against the dim mist.
“…Chaos Furnace, take it in!”
Seeing the punch approaching, Dong Qingyang’s expression changed drastically, and he sprayed out a massive amount of True Yuan from his palm into the small furnace.
The small furnace swelled a thousand times over in an instant, and the mouth of the furnace suddenly produced an astonishing suction, actually drawing in all the punch light.
At the same moment, the smoke suddenly formed countless blades of air accompanied by a sharp electric light that crackled and exploded, unleashing a succession of deafening sounds. The air blades spread like a storm, their electric edge not to be underestimated.
“Eh!”
Just as she was about to be shredded by the blades, Saintess Ling Luo uttered a surprised gasp, her body flickering and vanishing from the spot.
