Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 359 - 223: Master Xuan Gu; Entry Level Swordsmanship
Wan Ming knew that Master Xuanfeng wouldn’t submit so easily, and couldn’t be bothered to waste time with more nonsense, so he joined Jiang Jingxing in attacking the Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Nether Sect with various techniques.
Boom boom boom...
Accompanied by earth-shattering roars, the spiritual light of the Mountain Protection Array flickered intensely, its glow increasingly dimming, on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.
"Protect!"
Master Xuanfeng’s eyes narrowed, and his hands formed a magic technique.
Instantly, the array nodes of Bright Moon Mountain erupted with dazzling spiritual light, and countless special runes emerged on the surface of the entire Mountain Protection Array.
With the appearance of the countless runes, the initially wildly flickering Mountain Protection Array stabilized.
Even Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing couldn’t shake it in the slightest.
"Ancestor Xuanfeng!!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the disciples of the Profound Nether Sect, who were on the brink of despair, suddenly showed a flush of ecstasy, with a surge of strong confidence rising in their hearts.
With Ancestor Xuanfeng maintaining the array, even two Nascent Soul Cultivators would absolutely be unable to overcome their Mountain Protection Array.
However, amidst this jubilation, in an inconspicuous corner of the Profound Nether Sect.
A seemingly ordinary Foundation Establishment disciple of the Profound Nether Sect showed a trace of worry inappropriately.
"Senior Nine Nether, could it be that even the allied forces of Hu and Gu Kingdoms cannot overcome the Profound Nether Sect?" he murmured quietly.
This person, surprisingly, was Hongyi disguised as a disciple of the Profound Nether Sect.
"Why panic!"
The elderly and somewhat hoarse voice of the Nine Nether Elder leisurely sounded in Hongyi’s mind.
"If Master Xuanfeng were at his peak, they naturally couldn’t overcome this Mountain Protection Array." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"But now, Xuanfeng has taken on a new body, far from a time of recovery; the drain on him from maintaining the array, he can’t bear it!"
"I see!"
Hongyi immediately felt relieved, but soon another worry arose in his heart.
"Senior Nine Nether, we’re planning to snatch from two Nascent Soul Cultivators; even if we succeed, how do we escape afterward?"
"Stop fretting!"
The Nine Nether Elder immediately rebuked him with irritation, his tone full of displeasure, "I have my own plan in mind, just do your part and stop worrying!"
Hongyi stiffened with the reprimand, afraid to anger Nine Nether Elder further, quickly sealed his lips, not daring to utter another word.
...
Time quietly passed, with every minute and second seemingly stretched.
Under Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing’s relentless and stormy attacks.
Just as Nine Nether Elder predicted, Master Xuanfeng, striving to maintain array stability, gradually began to show signs of fatigue.
His complexion became increasingly pale; a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his breathing began to destabilize.
And Bright Moon Mountain’s Mountain Protection Array started flickering intermittently, becoming unstable again.
Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming keenly noticed this change in the Mountain Protection Array and decisively increased their attack intensity.
Their intention was to keep Master Xuanfeng expending his Mana, unable to restore his Primordial Qi.
As soon as Master Xuanfeng was taken down, the Profound Nether Sect, without a Nascent Soul True Monarch, would have no power to resist.
"Ssss..."
At this moment, a bizarre laugh suddenly resonated from all directions without warning.
The laughter was eerie and terrifying, as if from the hells of Nine Nether, making one’s skin crawl.
Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing turned pale instantly, looking towards the source of the sound.
They saw in the distant sky, a thick black fog, like billowing dark clouds, was rapidly coming towards them.
As the black fog approached gradually, a vague thin silhouette appeared within, becoming clearer.
As the fog dispersed slightly, a thin, old man, exuding strong Evil Qi and tightly wrapped in the black fog, emerged before everyone.
The old man’s posture was hunched over, his skin wrinkled like tree bark, and his eyes glowed with a blood-red light, chilling to the bone!
"Master Xuan Gu!"
Upon recognizing him, Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming’s faces turned extremely sour, as though they had swallowed a fly unpleasantly.
Master Xuan Gu was a notorious figure well-known in the demonic path, infamous for his ruthlessness and cruel methods, and his eerie demon skills struck terror in people’s hearts.
Moreover, he was from the Six Demon Countries Alliance.
Master Xuan Gu’s blood-red eyes scanned the crowd, emitting a cold, eerie laugh: "Hahaha, what a lively event!"
This laughter echoed in the air, carrying chills that made everyone present tense.
Master Xuan Gu’s gaze lingered on Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing briefly, before he slowly began to speak:
"Gentlemen, for my sake, how about letting this matter go today?"
Wan Ming, hearing this, furrowed his brows tightly in apprehension.
Even though he was reluctant to offend the other party easily, he certainly didn’t want to let them leave so effortlessly.
"Master Xuan Gu, this is between us, I advise you not to meddle in these troubled waters lightly," Wan Ming said coldly.
Master Xuan Gu didn’t get angry due to Wan Ming’s tough stance. Instead, he sneered, and that smile looked particularly sinister on his wrinkled face:
"Suppose you offer up a piece of ten-thousand-year Soul Nourishing Wood to me, then I won’t interfere; indeed, I could even assist you."
"Ten-thousand-year Soul Nourishing Wood?"
Upon hearing the demand, the corners of Jiang Jingxing and Wan Ming’s mouths twitched starkly.
The ten-thousand-year Soul Nourishing Wood was a top-tier Fourth Rank Spiritual Material; how could they possess it?
