Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled-Chapter 390 - 386: Capturing Ximen Qing

Xia Feng didn’t understand the tension and the twists between Ximen Qing and Nangong Lian. Seeing Nangong Lian run away, he was only annoyed that his treasure had been used once again.

Then he looked towards the people behind him with some displeasure.

As soon as the Heaven-Burying Sword appeared, these people hurriedly tried to escape again.

But Xia Tianming reached out from the void, and the Great Dao of Space he had been gathering for who knows how long directly blocked these people’s escape route.

Ximen Qing then remembered that these damned kids were two people.

He thought that the one skilled in the Great Dao of Space had been burned to death by the golden light when seizing the Secret Treasure.

Xia Feng, like a cat catching mice, constantly flashed behind those Inner Sect Disciples, ignoring their madness, and directly stabbed them with his sword.

Some who were good at defense or fleeing managed to avoid vital injuries.

But most of them drank the bitter cup right there and then.

This made the scattered disciples from various clans even more frightened, gathering together as if trying to resist the sudden appearance of the Heaven-Burying Sword from behind.

During this time, they kept throwing all sorts of long-range attacks at Xia Feng.

However, Xia Feng’s mastery of the Great Dao of Space was now quite proficient. Though not relaxed, he still perfectly dodged all the attacks.

Ximen Qing’s face grew darker. He clearly saw that Xia Feng had only been toying with him before, without having fainted at all.

The Secret Treasure was completely under his control. There was no beautiful tale of favor towards him.

If a person has never obtained something, they might harbor fantasies and resentment.

But having hope given then crushed, making him feel despair again, pushed Ximen Qing’s mind over the edge, unable to think rationally.

That thing was clearly more suitable for him, especially considering his cultivation of the Great Dao of Li Huo.

Even if he could only have it for less than twenty days, he could gain considerable cultivation feedback from that Secret Treasure.

But this kid had ruined everything.

His eyes reddened, his brain nearly incapable of thought.

Within the latest generation of the Ximen Clan, Ximen Qing was especially valued, someone Dongfang Baiyu, a jester that had emerged halfway, could hardly compare to.

Even Nangong Lian’s family, despite his three successful escapes, likely couldn’t match Ximen Qing’s resources.

His fingers brushed over his Storage Bracelet several times, then discretely extracted three Plain Silver Needles.

Touching these Silver Needles, Ximen Qing’s red eyes regained some clarity, a cold smile tugging at his lips.

Still, he didn’t show it, maintaining the facade of irrational frenzy, madly rushing towards Xia Feng.

"Ah! Bastard, bastard, bastard!"

"You stole my things! You damned bastard!"

The Great Dao of Li Huo on him erupted continuously, all swallowed by the Secret Treasure on Xia Feng.

Then, when Xia Feng wasn’t paying attention, three Hidden Weapons swiftly shot towards his heart, dantian, and brain.

Ximen Qing laughed maniacally, "Bastard, don’t think you’re the only one who can act!"

Xia Feng tightened as these three Hidden Weapons felt exceedingly dangerous, incomparable to prior ordinary attacks. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

These were Hidden Weapons kept by the Ximen Clan for Ximen Qing’s safety. Coupled with his current Celestial Tier First Layer Martial God strength, when these Plain Silver Needles were launched, Xia Feng truly trembled.

His breath quickened, and the Heaven-Burying Sword instantly guarded his head.

"Ding!"

"Ding! Ding!"

Three crisp collision sounds rang out, the Plain Silver Needle striking the Heaven-Burying Sword shattering under the rebounded force, dissipating mid-air.

Meanwhile, the two Plain Silver Needles that hit his body were defended by the Golden Crow Armor, though not as powerfully as the Heaven-Burying Sword, which merely intercepted them without shattering the Silver Needles.

Ximen Qing was dumbfounded, "H-how is this possible!"

"Those are sub-needles of the Ximen Clan’s top-level Divine Artifact Plain Silver Needles!"

"How were they all intercepted!"

If they had simply been shattered by the Heaven-Burying Sword, he wouldn’t be as shocked, given that the Heaven-Burying Sword is an Ancient Divine Artifact, while his needles are mere sub-needles of a top-level Divine Artifact, incomparable.

This was why he launched three of them.

Xia Feng’s Heaven-Burying Sword could at most block one or two, and as long as one of the three hit, Xia Feng would be done for.

But Ximen Qing never imagined that all three sub-needles would be intercepted.

His breath quickened, screaming madly, "This is impossible!"

Suddenly, as if he recalled something, he screamed, "It’s that Upper Grade Secret Treasure!"

"Damn it! It turns out to be a defensive Secret Treasure?!"

Ximen Qing howled hysterically, especially since a high chance existed once for it to fall into his hands. Witnessing its powers made him even more resentful.

Xia Feng chuckled, his palm summoned a ball of the Great Dao of Li Huo, holding up those two Plain Silver Needles for closer inspection.

They were just plain World-Breaking Needles, without any lethal poison applied.

After confirming this, he let out a slight sigh of relief, turning it over to refine them with the Great Dao of Li Huo in his palm, storing them into the Storage Ring.

Ximen Qing’s lips trembled, pupils slightly quivering, "You’ve also practiced the Great Dao of Li Huo..."

Even if his eyes were blind, he could see that Xia Feng’s mastery of the Great Dao of Li Huo was even more formidable than his own.

Ximen Qing’s body shivered, shouting madly, "Who the hell are you!"

"A monstrous talent like you could never exist in the Infinite Divine Domain!"

"Which Divine Domain’s knave are you from?"

"Celestial Sword Divine Domain? Extreme Ice Divine Domain? Li Huo Divine Domain?"

He seemed to fall into madness, while Xia Feng couldn’t be bothered with him, directly swinging his sword to chop off his legs.

The agony of losing his legs sobered Ximen Qing from his mania for a moment.

Xia Feng’s face, akin to a demon in Ximen Qing’s eyes, slowly approached, "Don’t be hasty, don’t think angering me will lead to your death."

He reached out and plucked the Storage Bracelet from Ximen Qing’s wrist, watching Ximen Qing’s face turn drastically.

Smiling, Xia Feng continued, "At this point, you’re still trying to provoke me, must mean you have some way to escape."

He squinted, gazing towards where Nangong Lian had just fled, speaking with a half-smile, "But that doesn’t matter, because with your arrogance, no matter how many times you escape, ultimately you’ll come back unwillingly seeking me again."