My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator-Chapter 2108 - : Recruited by the Demonic Path (3)
Chapter 2108: Recruited by the Demonic Path (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan weren’t idle either. They saw the opportunity and threw down trap arrays or killed people to quickly deal with the demonic cultivators.
The two of them cooperated very well. Every array disk they threw out could deal with a few or more than ten demonic cultivators. It wasn’t an exaggeration to call them the God of Death.
Helian Zhao, who had been paying attention to Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan, certainly noticed this situation. His face was so dark that water could drip from it.
“Fellow Taoist Shang, we can only succeed in this mission. If we fail, we’ll only die. I don’t think Fellow Taoist Shang wants to die just like that, right?” Helian Zhao suddenly said to the skinny old man beside him.
The skinny old man’s face darkened slightly, and his dry voice was very ear-piercing. “What do you want to do?”
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have gotten on Helian Zhao’s boat back then.
Not only did he not get any benefits, but he was also put in a desperate situation by Helian Zhao, this lunatic. He was simply despicable!
However, it was useless to regret now.
“How about you and I join forces to kill those two ignorant juniors?” Helian Zhao said directly.
This was the last chance Young Master gave him. If he still failed the mission, even if he didn’t die in battle, he would be dealt with by Young Master himself.
At this moment, Helian Zhao suddenly hated his ancestor. If his ancestor hadn’t brought the entire Helian family into the demonic path, he wouldn’t have fallen into such a desperate situation right now.
And his only son wouldn’t die in the mystic realm, at the hands of that vicious woman, Liao Sisi!
“Alright, we’ll do our best.”
The skinny old man gritted his teeth and said a few words. Then, he and Helian Zhao suddenly walked towards Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan.
However, although their plan was good, it was destined not to come true.
Because when they noticed that their target was Lu Zijia and the others, those cultivators for the air-transportation spiritual artifacts stopped them one after another.
What a joke. If Lu Zijia died, who would they buy an air-transportation spiritual weapon from?
And they didn’t want to work for nothing this time.
So, they definitely wouldn’t let the demonic cultivator attack Lu Zijia.
“Damn it!”
Helian Zhao, who was stopped again and again, roared angrily in exasperation. Then, he attacked the cultivators who dared to stop him like crazy.
The skinny old man’s cultivation level was about the same as Helian Zhao’s peak Golden Core cultivation level.
However, facing the siege of dozens of Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators at once was still a bit unbearable.
Fifteen minutes later, the skinny old man gradually had the intention to escape.
He was pulled into the demonic path by Helian Zhao at the last minute. The spiritual power in his body had yet to be completely converted into demonic energy, so it might not be impossible for him to become a cultivator again.
“Pfft!”
After being accidentally hit, the skinny elder didn’t hesitate anymore. He immediately took out a teleportation talisman from his interspatial ring and wanted to teleport away.
However, a Golden Core cultivator quickly threw an Explosive Talisman over and instantly destroyed the teleportation talisman in the skinny old man’s hand.
The escape plan was interrupted, and the skinny old man panicked for a moment.
And because of this moment of panic, the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators who surrounded him found an opportunity to kill him in one move.
“Bang!”
The skinny old man’s eyes widened and he died with remaining grievances. His skinny body fell to the ground with a bang.
“Ah! Pfft!”
On the other side, Helian Zhao finally couldn’t hold on anymore and his Golden Core was pierced through by a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core realm. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Guang… Guang’er…”
The moment Helian Zhao fell, he was still thinking about his only son.
It could be seen that he still had a deep father-son relationship with Helian Qiguang.
