Chapter 93: The Methods are Really Dirty [Seeking Subscription]
Without realizing it, Liu Qingdai's breathing began to grow more and more rapid. The warm light of the morning sun shone on her fair, delicate face, which seemed like a peach blossom in spring, adding a touch of bewitching seduction. Her eyes, originally bright and clear, now brimmed with ripples, shimmering with allure.
"Despicable..."
Liu Qingdai noticed something was wrong, feeling warmth on her cheeks and a faint pink hue rising at the tips of her ears. The sword in her hand began to weaken in its movements.
CLANG!
The sword was parried, and Liu Qingdai felt a great force strike her chest. She lost control and was sent flying backward.
"Oh, looks like this young lady hasn't been married off yet; she can't even handle this," sneered a disciple from the Wonderous Palace. She held a jade bottle in the palm of her hand. Powder trickled out of it and silently blended into the air.
"This Wonderous Powder is really useful."
The others also breathed a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing. They had already held their breaths. Swiftly, they encircled Liu Qingdai once again.
"The methods of the Wonderous Palace are truly dirty." Wen Zhixing's eyes narrowed slightly.
However, it did look quite useful; he wanted this Wonderous Powder too. It must be an advanced version of the Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill.
"A bunch of despicable villains!" Liu Qingdai retreated explosively, evading the encirclement. But her face alternated between red and white. The unfamiliar effects of the drug spread within her body, forcing her to suppress it with vast amounts of Spiritual Qi. However, the more she suppressed the drug's power, the more ferociously it rebounded. Her own Spiritual Qi seemed to nourish it instead. Most crucially, her divine soul was affected, and unwittingly, her combat abilities plummeted rapidly.
She was too young, unaware of the dangers of the cultivation world.
Several elixirs appeared in her palm, and she swallowed them in one gulp. In her mind, a coolness emerged, barely restoring a bit of clarity to her expression.
"Alright, kill her now!" someone commanded in a low voice, fearing that delays could lead to complications.
Upon hearing this, they moved swiftly towards Liu Qingdai, cold light flashing in their hands, aiming straight for her heart. Liu Qingdai tried to retreat again, but her legs went soft. Left with no choice, her feverish slender white hands slid across her waist.
CLANG!
A crisp collision noise sounded. The enemies' onslaught suddenly faltered. Before Liu Qingdai, Spiritual Qi flowed, and a glazed light shield appeared out of thin air, sending ripples spreading out in all directions.
"Defensive Spiritual Tool!"
Everyone was shocked! What kind of Spiritual Instrument could block the combined attack of so many people?
However, Liu Qingdai's face turned deathly pale. Her Spiritual Qi was in disarray, nearly impossible to control.
"Kill!" They exchanged a look, their eyes flaring with a cold intent. Arms raised sharply, dots of Spiritual Qi blossomed, turning into a shower of petals that fell upon the defensive light shield.
CRACK!
The shield shattered, scattering like a sky full of stars.
PFFT! Liu Qingdai spat out a mouthful of blood, her body wobbling, nearly collapsing.
"You little slut, weren't you so powerful?" they mocked, their eyes filled with contempt.
BOOM!
Their offensive grew fiercer, Spiritual Qi surging wildly, like towering waves. In an instant, Liu Qingdai was overwhelmed.
Not far away, Wen Zhixing frowned slightly. He had planned to seize an opportunity to act, but he had not found the right moment.
With his strength, acting rashly would not yield favorable results. He'd thought Liu Qingdai would show extraordinary prowess, saving him the need to intervene. Alas, she was still too young.
Seeing Liu Qingdai unable to resist, he finally began to lose patience.
The light dissipated, and Liu Qingdai's figure emerged once more. She had, in fact, blocked the attack. Her black and white sword outfit, which also wasn't ordinary, was now tattered, revealing a glimpse of her delicate skin. Then she fell from the air and landed in a sorry state.
"This little wench is really tough to deal with." The women of Wonderous Palace breathed a sigh of relief.
"Kill her!" one of them snorted coldly, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
"Lin, no need to rush. This person seems to be of no ordinary status, very likely a prized daughter of the Righteous Sun Sect. If we kill her, it would be a pity. Why don't I take her back to our sect and discipline her properly? By then, even if we don't capture Wen Zhixing, it would still be a great achievement," one of them interjected, her eyes brimming with venom. Her chest had been cleaved open by a sword, a chunk of flesh sliced off. If Liu Qingdai died so easily, her fury would not be appeased. Her own assets were gone; she was determined Liu Qingdai wouldn't get to keep hers either.
"Good, capture her and bring her back for the palace master to decide," Lin said, nodding at the suggestion. Capturing someone from the Righteous Sun Sect was a consolation for not capturing Wen Zhixing.
"You... don't even think about it! Kill!" Just then, Liu Qingdai rose from the ground. Though disheveled, her eyes suddenly overcame the desire and temporarily cleared. Her aura burst forth, and she no longer suppressed the effect of the elixir.
BUZZ!
The two Spirit Swords trembled, emitting a humming sound. Sword wind swept across, stirring up a wave of air.
"Retreat! She won't last long." Everyone's expression changed, and they rapidly retreated. However, the sword light enveloped them all in an instant.
AH!
Screams rang out one after another. Where the sword light passed, streams of blood sprayed out, staining the ground red. With that slash, Liu Qingdai finally exhausted her strength. She could not control herself anymore and collapsed to the ground.
The sword light dissipated, revealing the figures of the women from Wonderous Palace. Several of them were wounded by the swords, but none of their injuries were life-threatening.
"Damn it!" a disciple of Wonderous Palace cursed under her breath, her anger reaching its peak.
"Chop off her limbs, gouge out her eyes, make her a human swine," said Lin, her face grim as pitch. This Liu Qingdai was like an unkillable cockroach. Only by doing this could they feel at ease.
Flurries of petals emerged, forming streaks of sword wind before the group, ready to strike at Liu Qingdai! The bracelet on Liu Qingdai's wrist flashed faintly. At the same time, the pendant around her neck also began to flicker.
"Wait." Just then, a tall figure emerged from the side. The crowd was startled and looked towards the voice, only to see Ning Shan approaching elegantly.
"Ning... Ning." They were immediately taken aback. How could Ning Shan be here?
"Ning, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in..." one of them asked, perplexed. These people happened to be from Wutong Peak.
"Hmph, with such a commotion in the palace, how could I remain in closed-door cultivation?" Ning Shan spoke of her closed-door cultivation, then shouted, "I sent you to find Wen Zhixing, what are you doing here?" Her token at her waist was inadvertently shown.
Seeing the token and hearing her words, they sighed in relief. It really was Ning.
"To reply... Senior Sister, we were ambushed by this person from the Righteous Sun Sect on our way, and we were about to bring her back to the sect for the palace master to decide," explained Lin, hurriedly bowing.
"Oh, let me see." Ning Shan frowned slightly, then stepped forward gracefully.
"Ning." As Ning Shan approached, the others stepped aside to pay their respects.
Liu Qingdai, hearing Ning Shan's voice, also slowly opened her eyes. Then she paused, stunned.
Is it him?
Ning Shan smiled faintly and bent down to get closer.
"Ning, be careful." The others were alarmed, fearing Liu Qingdai might lash out again.
"It's alright, she's just a little fledgling," Ning Shan said dismissively, lifting Liu Qingdai's chin with her hand and scanning her face from every angle.
"You..." Liu Qingdai immediately felt a flush of shame and annoyance. Especially under the influence of the Wonderous Powder, that hand felt exceptionally hot.