The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 628 - 358 Help!
The Plague Demon, like a lizard shedding its tail, had almost all of its remaining strength transformed into mutated Plague Seeds to entangle Qing Ji and Xing Er, leaving only a sliver of vitality to hide its true form and stealthily escape through the earth, leaving behind that contentious place.
Now, the two groups that had been pursuing it had collided with each other, and it seemed there was deep animosity between them; for the time being, no one even bothered to check whether it was alive or dead.
But after all, it was no Earth Xing Sun; without the innate ability to escape through the earth, it couldn’t crawl far below the surface before it had to surface for air.
Heaven had finally shown it some favor. After being utterly unlucky for most of the day, when it emerged from the ground, there was actually a mortal girl before it—an ideal host that it favored the most.
Now extremely weakened, the Plague Demon became a bit drowsy. Just as it was about to pounce with joy, the girl somehow noticed it first and looked at it with a strange, calculating gaze.
It’s just a mortal, what is there to haggle about? It was very tired now; it should quickly take over this body and leave. The green smoke coiled its way over like a snake, hoping to end the fight quickly.
Only then did it belatedly realize: why would there be a mortal woman appearing out of nowhere in the middle of this dense forest, not far from the two groups of great monsters? And only then did it notice that on either side of the woman, there was a cultivator.
Ning Xiaoxian released a small barrier without a sound. She couldn’t quietly dispose of the Plague Demon without disturbing Qing Ji and Miluo in the center; she wanted to leave quietly, without a trace, and without unsettling anyone—how else could she depart unnoticed?
Then the Plague Demon eagerly pounced at her!
She had witnessed this thing’s ferocity before; even Qing Ji suffered a great deal at its hands. But now it was at the end of its rope, while she hadn’t exerted herself all day. Having overheard it tormenting Ru Ji for over an hour, her heart was filled with malice towards it. Since it had willingly delivered itself to her doorstep, it couldn’t blame her for beating a dog when it was down!
Like Tu Jin, if the Plague Demon wanted to possess a human body, it needed to enter through the human’s orifices. As it pounced towards Ning Xiaoxian, it saw the girl conjure a small wine cup out of nowhere and casually fling its contents towards it. The gesture was as carefree as if she were throwing wine in the face of a dissolute man.
The Plague Demon was not an ordinary dissolute man, but she moved too swiftly; so swiftly that it couldn’t avoid the splash of the bright red substance that doused it from head to toe.
Agonizing pain followed, and the Plague Demon let out a long, mournful cry, as pitiful as if it had been splashed with the sap of a Quasi-Bodhi Tree. It thought it screamed more times today than in the past ten thousand years—perhaps even more than all its screams in the past combined.
As soon as the bright red liquid touched it, it reacted as if strong sulfuric acid had splashed onto skin, with a hissing sound, and a large portion of its green smoke was instantly vaporized.
Ning Xiaoxian hadn’t expected the substance to work so well; she stuck out her tongue and remarked, ""Wow, it’s merely the top crown blood of a Wanxiang Stage Golden Chicken Demon, and it’s so effective?" There was a Golden Chicken Demon imprisoned in the God Demon Prison, captured by Tu Jin, allegedly for... lascivious conduct towards women? She happened to pass by at the time, and upon seeing it, she was filled with rage. After it was captured, the Golden Chicken Demon wailed and pleaded, claiming that being a golden chicken, its innate yang energy was too strong, and often it couldn’t control its own lower half.
Ning Xiaoxian truly had the intention to split it in half, but the Pill Furnace Qiongqi also pleaded on its behalf, saying what it claimed was mostly true. Not because the immoral tiger suddenly had a change of heart, but because the Golden Chicken was a rare species in existence, with its blood carrying the essence of supreme yang, and it was also an important ingredient in many elixir recipes; thus, it suggested that the mistress keeps the chicken in the God Demon Prison and let it donate a bit of its blood from time to time.
Since it was a mobile blood bank, actions like killing the chicken to get the blood were out of the question; hence, the Golden Chicken lived quite comfortably in the God Demon Prison, with Tu Jin occasionally feeding it centuries-old medicinal herbs to nourish its body. The blood extraction process wasn’t bloody as she had imagined; after all, it was a Wanxiang Stage demon, and for the Golden Chicken to extract blood from its body, it was as simple as snapping its fingers.
And the chicken blood used to splash on the Plague Demon this time was the top crown blood of the chicken. There was an old saying among the folk, that the crown blood of a cockerel more than a decade old is the most yang, and for this centuries-old golden rooster turned Great Demon, the crown blood was an extremely yang and intense substance. Combined with more than ten kinds of fiercely yang medicinal materials prepared by Ning Xiaoxian, it immediately drenched the Plague Demon, leaving it in a state between wanting Immortality and death.
