NCCnovel Chapter 162 First Encounter, First Battle
Chapter 162 First Encounter, First Battle
Xie Wanxun grabbed Qin Muyang's fist and twisted it slightly, causing Qin Muyang's hand to lose its grip.
As soon as Qin Muyang took out his folding fan, Xie Wanxun's eyes flashed with displeasure.
A bell appeared in her hand, and she took out a crossbow bolt with her right hand.
The bell rang, and the crossbow bolt was fired instantly, its power increasing several times over.
Qin Muyang quickly dodged, only to see Xie Wanxun holding a bronze mirror. The mirror was facing Qin Muyang, revealing him and the flying crossbow bolt.
However, when the bell rang, the crossbow bolts miraculously returned. Dozens of identical crossbow bolts suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, attacking Qin Muyang from both sides.
Qin Muyang flicked his folding fan, and an iron wall appeared around him. However, the bell rang more and more frequently, and the crossbow bolts pierced through the iron wall. Just as the crossbow bolts were about to pierce Qin Muyang...
Xie Wanxun held the golden bead in her hand. She crushed the bead, and everything around her froze. She retrieved all the crossbow bolts that were suspended in mid-air, then clenched her right hand, and everything around her resumed its flow like a river.
Qin Muyang had just been on the verge of death. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.
He knelt on one knee, sweat dripping onto the ground, his mind in turmoil, only able to gasp for breath.
Xie Wanxun defeated Qin Muyang using only his magical artifact, without employing physical techniques or talismans. This was a fatal blow to Qin Muyang, who was a weapon cultivator.
Xie Wanxun picked up Qin Muyang's folding fan and fiddled with it in her hand. She sneered, "Qin Muyang, you're a weapon cultivator, yet you attack with spells like a magic cultivator every day. Spiritual weapons are just insignificant tools in your hands, at most used for defense. You have a higher cultivation level and can easily defeat enemies with lower cultivation levels than you. But what will you do when you encounter an enemy with higher cultivation levels? Fight with spells as well? Spiritual weapons aren't just for combat; they can help you in many ways. Make good use of the Heavenly Mystery Technique, instead of just thinking about using it for petty tricks." After saying that, Xie Wanxun took out the veil Qin Muyang had given her from her storage bag, tore it to shreds, and threw it on the ground. Qin Muyang trembled when he saw it.
This veil is a high-grade magical artifact that can obscure the wearer's appearance, but Qin Muyang can clearly see the face beneath it.
Xie Wanxun was well aware of Qin Muyang's ulterior motives, but she disapproved of his actions. Daoist partners should be honest with each other, not unilaterally hide the truth.
"With your current strength, how can I entrust my sister to you?" Xie Wanxun shook his head and sighed.
She sat back down in her chair, finished the rest of her tea, and smiled, "I am Xie Wanxun, Xie Wanning's older sister. My sister and I are one body with two souls, and I usually appear as Xu Xiaoli. I have come to you today because I have something to ask of you."
It took Qin Muyang a while to recover from his shock. He looked at Xie Wanxun, who was sitting calmly in the chair, and remembered that Wan Ning had said earlier that she did not want to reveal her identity.
"You are Wan Ning's older sister? Why are you two one body with two souls? Why are you a demonic cultivator?" Qin Muyang stood up and looked at Xie Wanxun suspiciously.
Xie Wanxun did not intend to answer his question, and vaguely replied, "It's a secret. I came to you because I want you to help me contact the people of the Shadow Pavilion. I need their help to investigate a few people."
"Investigating who?"
"All the direct disciples of the eight major sects."
"Why?" Qin Muyang couldn't believe Xie Wanxun because he instinctively refused to help a demonic cultivator, even though she was Xie Wanning's sister.
“I need to find nine chosen ones. Originally, I used bells to detect their fortune to find them, but the fortune of chosen ones is too small, making them difficult to find. If I knew the past of the disciples of the eight major sects, everything would be much simpler.”
"I can help you, but I can't trust you. The information on the disciples of the eight major sects can only be given to Wan Ning," Qin Muyang said firmly.
"Whatever you want." Xie Wanxun waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "My sister will be back soon, I'm leaving now."
Xie Wanxun closed her eyes and returned to her consciousness space.
Xie Wanning witnessed everything that had just happened, and her face was filled with deep sorrow. When she saw Xie Wanxun return, she quickly ran over to her.
"Sister, do you hate Qin Muyang? Why did you fight with him?"
"I could have talked to him peacefully and explained my identity without any conflict. You little fool, is that what you mean?" Xie Wanxun directly voiced Xie Wanning's thoughts. How could she not know what her sister was thinking?
Xie Wanxun looked at Xie Wanning, whose face was flushed with anxiety, and flicked Xie Wanning's head: "You little fool, Qin Muyang already has the Heavenly Secret Technique, but he can't use it effectively. I just want him to become stronger so that he won't hold you back."
"But, sister, you started by fighting with Qin Muyang. How will you two get along in the future?" Xie Wanning asked with some concern.
Xie Wanxun chuckled and said, "I am a demonic cultivator, and no spiritual cultivator can truly accept me, not even Qin Muyang. You don't need to worry about my relationship with him; you just need to be with him."
After saying that, Xie Wanxun disappeared into the consciousness space.
Xie Wanning reached out her hand, only to touch nothing.
She sat in her consciousness space, her mind a complete mess. She hoped her sister and Qin Muyang could get along amicably; if the two had a conflict and started fighting, how could she possibly mediate?
The auction continues.
Xie Wanxun returned to Xu Xiaoli's body.
Xu Xiaoli stood up and sat down next to Qiao Qingzi. The two waited for the items to be auctioned.
"Ten Thousand Year Mad Demon Grass, starting bid one hundred high-grade spirit stones!"
Qiao Qingzi quickly raised her sign: "One thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
"two thousand!"
"Five thousand!"
……
The price quickly reached 20,000 high-grade spirit stones.
Qiao Qingzi was about to raise her sign again when Xu Xiaoli stopped her.
"Junior brother, what do you mean by this?"
Xu Xiaoli took out a purse, and Qiao Qingzi accepted it with some confusion.
The purse emitted a faint fragrance.
The next moment, Qiao Qingzi collapsed to the ground.
Xu Xiaoli smiled helplessly.
The eldest sister was completely unguarded around him.
Xu Xiaoli didn't bid again; instead, he sat down in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. He knew that someone would try to get the Mad Demon Grass for him.
"Twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones per attempt!"
"One hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
"Two hundred and fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
No one bid anymore, and the Ten Thousand Year Madness Grass was sold.
"Wan Ning, what do you need this demonic herb for?" Qin Muyang asked, puzzled.
“It’s what my sister wants,” Xie Wanning explained patiently.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Muyang's face darkened.
Qin Muyang felt uneasy thinking that his money was being used to satisfy Xie Wanxun's demonic cultivator's demands, and even considered secretly throwing away the ten-thousand-year-old Mad Demon Grass.
"Is Senior Brother Qin rejecting my sister?" Xie Wanning lowered her head, her tone full of grievance.
Qin Muyang panicked and hurriedly explained, "How could that be? Wan Ning's sister is my sister, how could I hate her?" He emphasized the word "sister," showing how unwilling Qin Muyang was.
Xie Wanning naturally understood Qin Muyang's thoughts, and she simply said, "My sister is a good person."
The two fell into silence.
The next item, the Grade 9 Resurrection Grass, was also purchased by Qin Muyang at a high price.
Xie Wanning secretly delivered both the Ninth-Grade Resurrection Grass and the Ten-Thousand-Year Madness Grass to Xu Xiaoli and Qiao Qingzi's room.
"Junior brother, did I fall asleep just now? Oh! Did you get the herbs?" Qiao Qingzi woke up from her dream after a long time, and as soon as she woke up, she asked about the herbs.
"I took pictures of everything."
Qiao Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on her lips.
The black market is over.
Qiao Qingzi and Xu Xiaoli sat on the flying boat returning to Jiuding Division.
However, they were soon intercepted on the way.