Cultivation Begins From The Desert-Chapter 104 - 103: Puppet Flying Eagle

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Yet, when Xiao Bufan saw Zhouyang and the other two Foundation Establishment cultivators escape the battlefield, his expression changed, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

However, he quickly thought of something, and the anger in his eyes soon dissipated.

This was because he suddenly remembered that although the Yellow Sand Sect required disciples and vassal cultivators to rescue those who sent out the "Seven-Colored Cloud Smoke," this was on the condition that the cultivator who sent it was facing a mortal crisis.

And whether the cultivator who sent out the "Seven-Colored Cloud Smoke" was already dead, or had already escaped danger, the sect would not excessively pursue responsibility for those cultivators who went to rescue.

Before Zhouyang and the others fled, they had followed his orders to break the enemy’s "Blood River Killing Array," and had led away several Foundation Establishment Demon cultivators, essentially over-completing the rescue mission.

These circumstances were recorded by the three using a Memory Pearl, and could withstand inquiry under the "Heart Inquiry Skill."

If he were to become angry now due to their escape and think of pursuing responsibility afterward, he would likely end up shooting himself in the foot, ruining his long-held reputation.

After all, although he was a Purple Mansion cultivator, he could not manipulate everything within the Yellow Sand Sect. Apart from Zhouyang’s background, which was somewhat unfamiliar to him, both Yue Mountain and the Yan Family of Fire Fox Ridge had deep connections within the Yellow Sand Sect, and were not to be casually wronged or disposed of.

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Bufan, your reinforcements ran away. It seems they also know you’re doomed today and can’t be saved!"

Although Xiao Bufan’s expression change was fleeting, Blood Mo Luo noticed it immediately, and the old demon laughed mockingly.

Since the outbreak of their battle began, due to his cultivation being two layers higher than Xiao Bufan, Blood Mo Luo had firmly held the upper hand from the start, leaving Xiao Bufan with no ability to counter.

Unfortunately, once Xiao Bufan abandoned all attack methods and chose defense, even though Blood Mo Luo had a significant advantage in cultivation, he couldn’t easily break Xiao Bufan’s "Azure Dragon Cauldron" defense overhead, and could only attack fiercely to exhaust Xiao Bufan’s magical power, engaging in a war of attrition.

But a Purple Mansion cultivator’s magical power was abundant, able to endure a fierce battle for half a day without fearing exhaustion. Without help, winning quickly wasn’t realistic for Blood Mo Luo.

Seeing Zhouyang and the others chased away by his demonic spawn, he immediately thought of leveraging this event to attack Xiao Bufan’s confidence.

However, Xiao Bufan, having reached the Purple Mansion stage, naturally would not have a poor mental cultivation. How could he not see Blood Mo Luo’s intentions?

He merely coldly watched Blood Mo Luo perform his solo act, unwilling to reply with a single word.

Blood Mo Luo’s verbal assault failed, and seeing Xiao Bufan, despite being at a disadvantage, still dare laugh coldly at him, he was incensed, ultimately angering himself.

The Demon Dao techniques sought shortcuts in cultivation, emphasizing quick success, focusing on techniques rather than mental discipline. Additionally, the process of cultivating demon techniques was often accompanied by various pains, and the secret methods of demon techniques were against natural laws, leading to a twisted and abnormal nature in most demonic cultivators, whose personalities were erratic.

Even small grievances could trigger their sensitive, twisted nerves, leading them to act in ways incomprehensible to normal people.

Blood Mo Luo being angered by Xiao Bufan, whom he saw as a weakling, was the most accurate reflection of this situation.

"Ah, ah, ah, you’re enraging this old man! Once I break through your lousy cauldron’s defense, I’ll cook and eat you alive in it!"

He screamed in rage, his hideous old face full of anger, his eyes glowing with malice like an evil ghost, filled with murderous intent with no outlet.

After yelling for a while, his expression suddenly changed as he sensed that two subordinates, marked with his "Soul-Burning Blood Curse," had lost contact.

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Recalling that the two had chased after the enemy earlier, Blood Mo Luo didn’t need to think to know the situation.

"Worthless, all worthless! Can’t even handle a First-Layer Foundation Establishment novice, it’s a mercy to let you die!"

He snarled furiously, incensed with a desire to kill.

Hearing this, Xiao Bufan thought for a moment, understood the situation, and finally couldn’t suppress a chuckle: "Heh heh heh, demon path evil, death is deserved. Oh demon, dare you come to our Boundless Desert Sea Cultivation Realm to flaunt yourself? Have you prepared for your burial here?"

Hearing this laughter, Blood Mo Luo was so angry his three spirit gods went wild, he viciously spat in Xiao Bufan’s direction, cursing loudly: "Bah, even those vile priests from the Profound Sun Immortal Sect couldn’t kill me, and you desert bumpkins want to? Foolish dreams!"

"You..."

Xiao Bufan’s face turned red with anger, not expecting that Blood Mo Luo, a dignified Purple Mansion cultivator, would behave like a coarse old man swearing in the streets, leaving him quivering with rage, stumbling over his words.

Upon seeing this, Blood Demon Cliff finally felt a sense of relief, and couldn’t help but laugh sinisterly, "Gahaha, what’s wrong with me? If you’re not convinced, you can spit on me too!"

"Demon path evildoers, knowing neither manners nor shame nor humanity. If someone like me, Xiao, contended verbally with a beast so unrighteous and unjust as you, how would I be any different from an animal?"

Xiao Bufan’s chest heaved heavily. He took a deep breath to suppress the shame and anger in his heart and, upon looking at Blood Demon Cliff again, his expression returned to normal, indeed not uttering another word.

Seeing this, a vicious gleam flickered in Blood Demon Cliff’s eyes. Realizing that nothing he said could shake Xiao Bufan’s state of mind, he avoided further self-humiliation.

The two of them continued to engage fiercely for almost half an hour, when the two Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators who were chasing after Yue Mountain and Yan Yunfei finally returned. Seeing their empty hands, it was obvious they had made no gains.

Witnessing this scene, Blood Demon Cliff was naturally furious, hurling curses incessantly.

By this time, it had been more than an hour since Xiao Bufan was ambushed, and with so much time having passed, those Foundation Establishment cultivators who received his communication flying sword would certainly have covered a considerable distance by now.

Despite his reluctance to admit, Blood Demon Cliff knew the operation to ambush Xiao Bufan had utterly failed.

Continuing to expend energy against Xiao Bufan only to have Yellow Sand Sect’s multiple reinforcements arrive would spell disaster for him.

Therefore, after some hesitation, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and telepathically instruct the two Foundation Establishment subordinates to escape first, while he himself held back Xiao Bufan to cover their retreat.

"Trying to run? How can I let you traitors escape!"

Seeing the two Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators flee, Xiao Bufan easily discerned Blood Demon Cliff’s intention. A fierce glint flashed across his face, and he suddenly clapped his storage bag, drawing out and activating two Tier Three puppets to chase after the demon cultivators.

It turned out he had hidden trump cards all along, which explained why he dared to hold out against the siege by Blood Demon Cliff and the "Blood River Killing Array," waiting for reinforcements.

The puppets Xiao Bufan, a Purple Mansion Stage cultivator, carried were naturally extraordinary. Although the two puppets he unleashed were only Tier Three, they were genuinely Tier Three Top Grade puppets, and they were puppet flying beasts that could fly.

Both Tier Three Top Grade puppet flying beasts were crafted resembling eagle-like demon beasts, and not only did they have flight speeds comparable to any late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, they also possessed several powerful attack magics. Even a Ninth-Layer Foundation Establishment cultivator would require considerable effort to deal with such a puppet, let alone the two early-stage Foundation Establishment demon cultivators whose magical power was barely thirty percent of their peak.

Almost at the instant Xiao Bufan released the puppet flying eagles, the two demon cultivators’ faces turned pale, and they immediately halted their escape, shouting, "Ancestor, save us."

Blood Demon Cliff naturally wouldn’t stand by and let his last two subordinates be killed right before him. He first hurriedly cast two streaks of blood light to intercept the two puppet flying eagles, then coldly snorted, "Hmph, do you think you’re the only one with puppets? Watch this, and see how I handle things!"

Saying so, he grabbed a black bag from his waist and gave it a shake, spilling out four Blood Evil Demon Corpses exuding Foundation Establishment auras as though pouring out beans.

After spilling out four Blood Evil Demon Corpses, he took out two corpse control talismans that could issue commands to the demon corpses and tossed them to the two demon cultivators, saying, "Follow these four demon corpses and let’s see who can stop you today!"

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

The two demon cultivators were overjoyed and quickly seized the corpse control talismans to drive the four Blood Evil Demon Corpses to guard their sides as they fled together. With four walking meat shields for protection, it became rather difficult for the puppet flying eagles to apprehend them.

Strangely, even knowing that the two puppet flying eagles might not be able to kill the two Foundation Establishment demon cultivators guarded by the four Blood Evil Demon Corpses, Xiao Bufan still didn’t recall the puppet flying eagles. Instead, after giving the puppet flying eagles the command to hunt down relentlessly, he no longer concerned himself with them.

In no time, the two demon cultivators, along with the demon corpses and puppet flying eagles, disappeared without a trace.

Roughly a moment or two later, estimating that the two Foundation Establishment demon cultivators had fled far enough, Blood Demon Cliff finally ceased his entanglement with Xiao Bufan, swiftly collecting his artifacts and escaping in the opposite direction.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Xiao Bufan, having waited for so long, naturally did not want Blood Demon Cliff to leave so easily. Immediately, he perked up and pursued.

However, his cultivation was considerably lower than Blood Mo Luo’s, and unlike Zhang Yunpeng, he wasn’t adept at speed. Attempting to catch up to Blood Demon Cliff, who was focused solely on fleeing, was highly challenging!

Meanwhile, after Zhouyang dispatched the two demon cultivators chasing him, he flew straight out of the oasis and found a discreet sand dune where he excavated an underground chamber for temporary rest.

Yet, he had barely restored less than thirty percent of his magical power in the underground chamber when he suddenly sensed the demonic qi fluctuation characteristic of Demon Dao cultivators and the howling of demon corpses.

This discovery led him to mistakenly believe that his location had been compromised and that enemies were approaching, prompting him to hurriedly emerge from the underground chamber, prepared to face his pursuers.

But as soon as he reached the surface and surveyed the situation, he froze in astonishment.

In the distance within the desert sea, two demon cultivators were frantically retreating while being protected and attacked by four Blood Evil Demon Corpses. In the sky behind them, two puppet flying eagles with wingspans of seven to eight feet were persistently pursuing the group of two humans and four corpses, launching relentless attacks.

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