The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 627 - 357 11
Although the Master of Fengtian Prefecture, the old Sky Fox, was nearing the state of Heavenly Person Five Decays, and his death was imminent, his ferocious power was still present.
"It wasn’t me who killed you, but the Plague Demon!" Miluo interrupted him, leisurely saying, "For those hundreds of thousands of Merit, for the sake of the common people under Heaven, Young Master Qingji from Fengtian Prefecture pursued the Plague Demon, and unfortunately perished. Old man, if you forget this, I can remind you at any time! Do not forget, the last time I was suddenly injured in battle at the North Line, wasn’t it caused by an ’external enemy’ attack?" He emphasized the words "external enemy" heavily, implying to Qingji that killing only requires a reason.
Qingji’s heart sank. Beside him stood only Xing Da, whose cultivation was deep, but two fists are hard to contend with four hands. Behind Miluo, among those who stood out, there were at least four individuals above the Mahayana Realm. This sinister brother was right, if he truly wanted to deal with the Plague Demon just now, he would not have let it escape here.
He looked up firmly at Miluo. This brother, whom he had looked down upon since childhood, now stood upright, spotless, arrogantly speaking to him with the unique pride of the Sky Fox Clan: "Big brother, after such a delay, the Spiritual Medicine you took should be effective by now, right? Hmm, perhaps not? Bai Songhan, come tell the Eldest Young Master what’s going on."
Bai Songhan, with his sleazy figure, stepped forward from behind Miluo, bowed respectfully to Qingji before speaking solemnly, "The efficacy of the black and white substitute death talisman is undeniable, but I added a bit of Blood Boiling Powder on the white talisman. While the talisman removed the plague poison from your blood, it also released the cold air, which isn’t good. The Blood Boiling Powder must have caused your Five Inner Organs to burn..."
Qingji looked up at him, saying faintly: "Bai Songhan, you did well."
Upon hearing this, Bai Songhan bowed again: "Young Master Qingji is also a hero among demons, it’s a pity I started following Mr. Miluo from the very beginning, otherwise, I would definitely have loyally served you."
"Good, truly a good dog." Qingji closed his eyes, too lazy to look at him again, "Just mere Blood Boiling Powder, why can’t I stand up even now?"
"Ahem, Eldest Young Master secretly swallowed a Five Flavors Spirit Elixir just now, a top-grade medicine of Fengtian Prefecture that should theoretically counteract the poison of the mere Blood Boiling Powder immediately." Bai Songhan coughed again, "But unluckily, this Blood Boiling Powder was prepared by an expert commissioned by Mr. Miluo, and it contains Danxin Wood, which when met with a Five Flavors Spirit Elixir will trigger a paralyzing effect. Thus, although the poison is neutralized, you now feel weak all over your body, unable to move."
Qingji laughed bitterly: "Since that’s the case, why don’t you simply let the plague poison in my body act up?"
Miluo shook his head: "You are the Eldest Young Master of Fengtian Prefecture, how could you die in such an undignified manner? Besides, with the many Spiritual Medicines on your person, how could mere plague poison easily claim your life?" He slightly curled his lips smilingly, "Now, old affections are revisited, dear big brother, it’s time for you to depart. How do you wish to die? I will certainly satisfy."
In his red eyes, there was the cruelty and triumph reminiscent of a cat toying with a mouse.
Qingji looked straight at him for a long while, the light of mockery flashing deep in his eyes, which suddenly made Miluo feel very uncomfortable.
"What a good brother you are, getting everything right. Unfortunately, this one thing you miscalculated." The Eldest Young Master of Fengtian Prefecture suddenly laughed, as if he had made a sudden decision in his heart, his whole body relaxing.
He suddenly roared towards the sky. The words he shouted left even Miluo stunned for a moment, forgetting to order his men to move.
"Help!"
Now alone and trapped, Qingji let out an undignified shout. But whom was he calling for help?
At this moment, who could possibly lend a hand?
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"Expert" was lurking nearby, eavesdropping on their conversation. Miluo’s plan hadn’t been fully disclosed to her, so she didn’t know that his true target was actually her own brother. However, considering the long-standing rivalry between these brothers, whether or not there was a matter involving the Plague Demon, they were bound to fight to the death sooner or later.
Changtian whispered cautiously in her ear: "It’s time to leave."
She was not foolish, so she knew it was best to slip away now. Fengtian Prefecture was formidable, and such a secretive matter of the Eldest and Second Young Master, siblings slashing each other, being known by an outsider like her was a potential threat. Miluo was scheming and versatile in his techniques, so it wouldn’t be strange if after dealing with Qingji, he would turn around to deal with her.
This was the perfect moment to withdraw.
Tu Jin and Qi Zai, having also been instructed, slowly retreated under the cover of the forest, indeed without alerting anyone.
But the world always surprises. She had just taken a few steps back when Changtian suddenly shouted: "Stop, the Plague Demon is behind you!"
Her supple body stiffened as she glanced behind, on the grass not two feet from her ankle, a wisp of green smoke flickered uncertainly, as if waiting for prey to fall into its net. If it wasn’t for Changtian’s warning, she might have walked right into it.
Everyone here was careless.
It turned out that the entity that had burst from the ground to entangle with Qingji wasn’t the true form of the Plague Demon. Naturally, it was to be expected, as such an ancient demon wouldn’t fight a desperate battle over a mere fleeting anger. Always keep a trick up the sleeve, who else could understand the saying "To keep the green hills is to not fear running out of firewood" better than a creature sealed for ten thousand years?
It was the catalyst for the fight between the two groups of people and now, while they were eager to kill each other, the Plague Demon had escaped underground.
Ning Xiaoxian was now suppressing her entire aura, so to the Plague Demon, she must seem like a mortal, and a perfect host at that?
She held her breath, concentrating, every cell in her body ready for battle. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
