NCCnovel Chapter 555 Be good, turn back
Chapter 555 Be good, turn back
Xue Lan is very assertive when she interrogates people. Although her tone is not harsh and she has her usual gentle smile on her face, she makes it impossible for people to have the thought of making excuses.
Long Siyin began to dislike her own diligence.
Why not just meditate and cultivate yourself when it's your turn to rest? Why do you have to come out and find work to do?
The woman lowered her head furtively, looking into Xue Lan's clear, grey eyes:
"Xue Lan, do your eyes look different than before?"
"I encountered some fortuitous opportunities in the Wan Gong Fang, and then it turned out like this."
Xue Lan smiled and responded to Long Siyin's words, then took two steps forward and grabbed the retreating young sect leader of the Longsword Sect:
"Don't even think about running, I can catch you."
Long Siyin hissed softly, then spoke with a heart ashen:
"Before the New Year, I set sail back to the Xuanhuang Sect to preside over the Ascension Ceremony. The Demon Clan sent two Demon Lords at the early Nascent Soul stage to assassinate Junior Sister Ji before she broke through to the Nascent Soul stage..."
"But don't worry, the masters of Duanshui Pass discovered it early, and Junior Sister Ji was not injured."
"I know." Xue Lan nodded with a smile. She had Xue Tong with her, so if something serious had really happened to Ji Jinjin, she couldn't possibly not know.
Long Siyin gripped Xue Lan tightly, her eyes filled with a desperate yearning for life:
"Please don't tell her that I told you, okay? I want to live a good life."
Xue Lan looked at Long Siyin with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and gently patted Long Siyin's hand that was gripping her arm:
"Don't worry, I, Xue Lan, am not that kind of person."
Looking at the smile on Xue Lan's face, Long Siyin felt even more uneasy about trusting her.
Xue Lan patted Long Siyin's hand and probed the entire battlefield before Duanshui Pass with her divine sense.
The scale of this demonic tide was neither large nor small. Approximately 20,000 low-level demonic beasts served as the vanguard, rushing towards Duanshui Pass. They were reduced to limbs and fragments by the Duanshui Pass guards' demon-piercing crossbows, and their dark purple blood seeped into the ground, staining the land a particularly rotten black color.
Zhu He was still the same as Xue Lan had seen before, wielding a greatsword with great force, sweeping across most of the battlefield like a humanoid beast, leaving a trail of demonic howls in his wake.
Golden spiritual energy flowed through the massive Crane Sword in his hand, the cranes engraved on the blade were lifelike, as if they were about to fly out of the dark heavy sword and soar into the heavens.
Xue Lan couldn't help but point at Zhu He and say, "Actually, I always thought this kid wasn't very decent in his actions, but now I'm starting to find him more agreeable."
Long Siyin rarely felt a connection with Xue Lan on a spiritual level, and the woman nodded in agreement:
"me too."
After whispering a word to Zhu He to Long Siyin, Xue Lan looked at Ji Jinjin, who was standing not far in front of Zhu He.
If Zhu He went down to sweep away the demons below and prevent the demon tide from approaching Duanshui Pass, Ji Jinjin's goal was to expose those cunning demons hiding behind low-level demonic beasts.
An indescribable killing intent emanated from the woman, piercing through the layers of demonic beasts blocking her way like a spear, and accurately meeting a pair of eerie eyes with double pupils.
The owner of those eerie eyes looked up, and a spear tip crackling with purple lightning was rapidly approaching.
"found it!"
"not good!"
Two voices rang out at the same time, and the demon that Ji Jinjin had locked onto instantly turned into a gray mist and disappeared into the ground.
But it is already late.
A series of blue and purple bolts of lightning had somehow seeped into the ground beneath it, and suddenly exploded just as it was trying to burrow underground to escape, ripping it out from the ground.
The next instant, an extremely strong killing intent came rushing towards it. The demon was caught off guard and half of its face was sliced off. Crimson lightning, like a bone-deep affliction, wrapped around its body and went straight for the demon core.
The spear tip pierced through her heart, and the black-robed demon in front of her exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Ji Jinjin held the spear behind her back with her right hand and slowly caught a demon core falling from mid-air with her left.
The woman turned the demon core over in her hand, her voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction: "Another mid-stage Golden Core, the quality isn't good enough for my senior sister's forging platform."
After saying this, the woman casually tossed the demonic core behind her. A black aura shot out from the Xuan Sha Spear, engulfing the demonic core and refining it in an instant.
"Why are you being unusually well-behaved today?" Ji Jinjin looked at the spear in her hand with her beautiful phoenix eyes, her tone slightly puzzled.
Having accompanied this spear on the battlefield for many years, Ji Jinjin had long since figured out Xuan Sha's nature.
Normally, it wouldn't even glance at a demonic core below the late Golden Core stage; if it were placed behind it, it would surely try to devour its master.
The Xuan Sha Spear hummed softly twice, its malevolent and demonic energy constantly intertwining, and its tip slowly probed towards the direction of Duan Shui Pass.
Just as its spear tip was about to point at the black figure atop the Duanshui Pass city wall, a faint female voice, audible only to it, suddenly echoed from the void:
"Sweetie, turn back!"
The black spear suddenly stopped, its tip drooping and offering no further response.
"what happened?"
Ji Jinjin turned her head curiously to look at the city wall of Duanshui Pass, but only saw Long Siyin in white. The person even waved to her somewhat stiffly.
Ji Jinjin expressed her doubts about Long Siyin's performance today, but she still waved her hand in the manner of a woman, and then turned and flew towards the depths of the demonic tide.
"What exactly do you want?"
At the Broken Water Pass, Long Siyin looked at Xue Lan, who was holding a light blue oil-paper umbrella beside her, and couldn't help but speak.
Xue Lan carefully put away the oil-paper umbrella in her hand. It was a rework of the remnants of Lin Shuang's magic weapon, which could block the detection of those below the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
The woman spoke softly, but did not directly answer Long Siyin's question:
"Siyin, what level have you reached in your Emperor Dragon Sword Technique?"
Long Siyin knew that Xue Lan was trying to change the subject, but the woman still spoke honestly:
"Fifth floor, what happened?"
"The fifth level," Xue Lan exclaimed softly. "How many levels of dragon might can it trigger now?"
"Three floors!" Long Siyin answered truthfully.
Xue Lan flicked her sleeves: "The third level is fine. I have some affinity with the River Goddess of Qinglinjiang in Da Shun. I can let you go there to cultivate for a while and try to quickly activate the fourth level of Dragon Might."
The woman looked at Long Siyin with a mysterious expression:
"Afterwards, I will take you to see an old friend of mine, who will help you awaken the fifth layer of dragon might and achieve the true Emperor Dragon Sword Technique."
"The fifth level of Dragon's Might!" Long Siyin couldn't help but tug at Xue Lan's sleeve:
“Apart from the founding patriarch of the Longsword Sect, do you know that in the past ten thousand years, no one in the Longsword Sect has been able to activate the fifth level of the Emperor Dragon Sword Technique’s Dragon Might?”
The woman in black chuckled softly, and then a dazzling light emanated from her body, her wide-sleeved dress transforming into a cloak shrouded in layers of black mist.
"Who knows, Siyin? Maybe my friend just happens to have a way to summon the dragon's might."
"Perhaps you are the next once-in-a-millennium genius of the Longsword Sect."
Xue Lan put on the hood of her cloak, and the dark mist instantly obscured her face.
"Wait for me to come back!"
Just as Xue Lan was about to leap off the city wall, Long Siyin reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, but the cloak, made of some unknown material, slipped away from her grasp with a cool, slippery texture.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Xue Lan, who had already flown some distance away, smiled and spoke upon hearing this:
"Let's spar with my junior sister!"
She wanted to see just how much her girl, whose gun tip always pointed forward, had grown.