NCCnovel Chapter 172 Insignificant Cultivators
Chapter 172 Insignificant Cultivators
Xue Lan has regained half of her memories from her previous life and now knows the identity of the mist-shrouded figure above.
That terrifying monster with three eyes was the king beast of the Mist-Dwelling Clan, and one of the four high priests under the Demon God.
Xue Lan had met one of these four priests before; he was the black-robed old man who appeared beside Ji Yan when she was massacring demons at Luoxia Mountain.
Xue Lan finally understood what it meant to be fearless in ignorance; she had been incredibly bold back then.
If Xue Lan had known the identity of the old man in black robes back then, she might not have dared to go to the other side of the space-time rift.
Upon hearing Xue Lan's words, Lu Feng immediately urged the other rogue cultivators in front of him to jump down. After the mother and daughter crow demons had jumped, the young man looked at Xue Lan and boldly spoke:
"Chang Immortal!"
Xue Lan held a ball of pure firepower between her fingertips, turned her head slightly to look at the boy, and said in a soft voice, "Speak!"
Lu Feng calmed his wildly beating heart, and the young man slowly spoke: "Lu Feng's cultivation is too weak, I'm afraid I won't be able to properly take Fellow Daoist Xue Tong out."
This is a case of someone who won't get up early for nothing and is starting to extort money.
Xue Lan sighed, watching as the neglected beast above was about to go berserk. She had no time to haggle with Lu Feng; with a wave of her hand, a longsword flew from her sleeve.
It was the Su Jun Sword.
Lu Feng looked at the rusty immortal sword floating in front of him, his expression not very good.
"This immortal sword, along with the Soul-Guarding Sword and those two little brats, is enough for you to escape." The girl's gray-white eyes showed no emotion, but her voice was exceptionally cold.
Lu Feng had no choice but to catch Su Jun's sword and leave with Xue Tong.
As everyone left, the Mist-Hidden King Beast above kept its gaze fixed on Xue Lan, seemingly having no interest in the fleeing crowd.
As the moon finally disappeared along the mountainside, the Mist-Hidden Beast above stirred.
A terrifying fog rose up around Xue Lan again. The flame that Xue Lan had been holding in her fingertips was released by the girl. What was originally just a tiny flame transformed into a giant firebird as it flew, with golden flames inlaid on the edges of its wings, making it exceptionally magnificent.
The enormous firebird let out a mournful cry towards the sky, then soared into the heavens at incredible speed, its burning wings like two sharp blades, slicing through the thick fog in front of Xue Lan.
After the thick fog was cut open, a huge black figure emerged, with one extremely aggressive purple eye.
The Spirit Gathering Cauldron flew out from behind him, absorbing all the spiritual energy within a radius of tens of meters and supplying it to the rapidly unfolding Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map in front of Xue Lan, forming a magnificent circular barrier.
At the same time, the five-colored array flags planted in front of Xue Lan flew rapidly to Xue Lan, forming a new defensive array.
Xue Lan made thorough preparations and used all available means.
A pitch-black demonic shadow crashed directly into the barrier in an instant, its condensed demonic energy exploding upon contact. It pierced through the two layers of protection in front of Xue Lan, enveloping her entirely.
The girl's slender figure flew backward and crashed directly into the cliff.
"Cough cough..." Xue Lan fell from the cliff to the ground, kneeling on one knee and coughing up blood. The girl raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, leaving a long mark on the side of her face that covered half of her face, making her look somewhat terrifying.
The inner demon spoke within Xue Lan's sea of consciousness: "Let me devour this remnant soul of the demon god."
As the Mist-Hidden King Beast drew ever closer, Xue Lan silently shook her head, expressing her refusal.
The inner demon was somewhat angry: "What are you insisting on? Just for a cultivator from the lower realm, for someone who has been dead for a long time?"
Xue Lan wanted to say that Gong Yuan was not an insignificant cultivator.
Memories of this life and past lives kept intertwining in my mind, finally stopping a few years ago.
During the Jiyue Mountain Incident, Xue Lan accepted the hairpin handed to her by Zhang Mingqiu in that cave, which resembled a living hell. She watched as the beautiful and aloof female cultivator set herself on fire.
He threw all his loves and hates, the gains from years of spiritual practice, and even his slightest expectation of romantic love into a great fire.
Xue Lan never told anyone that the reason she stayed at Yu Niang's house was not just for convenience.
She was secretly observing the happiness that belonged to Yu Niang and her fiancé.
Unbeknownst to Yu Niang, there was a celestial being in the secular sense who was envious of her upcoming wedding.
As the Wolf King who has already died once, Xue Lan should be heartless and indifferent. After all, a thousand years have passed in the river of time; having seen so much, he should have gotten used to it.
Xue Lan pulled herself back to reality, looking at the Mist-Swept Beast Claw that was now right in front of her. The high priest before her probably thought she was an interesting immortal cultivator. Instead of crushing Xue Lan to death, he stared intently at her, his demonic energy, like black ribbons, slowly flowing towards her. He then lifted her up.
The girl's limbs hung limply, like a broken puppet, utterly powerless. Her gray clothes fluttered in the night wind.
At this moment, Xue Lan was a moth with broken wings.
The inner demon could no longer restrain itself. The white-haired woman in her sea of consciousness struck the orb of light that sealed the remnant soul of the demon god, but it was to no avail.
"He's about to kill you!" The inner demon seemed extremely agitated, his voice filled with intense anger, as if he wanted to pierce through Xue Lan's sea of consciousness and burn the girl through.
Xue Lan gave a bitter smile. The girl's hair, which had been held up with a simple wooden hairpin, came loose when it was being manipulated by the demonic energy.
The dark wooden hairpin fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"I'll start probing the memories of this remnant demon god's soul now. You hold him off for now!" Xue Lan said.
The inner demon said, "It's not that I'm someone you take me for, but even if I take over your body, I'm only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. You expect me to fight a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?"
"You and I both know that this demon in front of us was brought here by the remnant soul of a demon god, and he won't stay here for long... Hold him off!"
The inner demon wanted to say that she was being unreasonable, but before she could speak, a sharp sword light suddenly flew up in front of the Mist-Hidden Beast, piercing through half of the giant beast's shoulder.
It is Xue Lan's hairpin.
Specifically, it was a coming-of-age gift from Ling Yuanzi to Xue Lan, containing a hairpin that was an incarnation of Ling Yuanzi.
The pale blue sword light circled in front of Xue Lan, severing all the demonic energy binding the girl. Finally, it transformed into a handsome young man before Xue Lan.
The young man's voice was filled with arrogant pride: "Let's see what kind of demon dares to touch me..."
The young man's voice abruptly stopped. The pale blue figure holding a long sword turned to look at Xue Lan, his beautiful phoenix eyes filled with disbelief.
Xue Lan smiled sweetly at Ling Yuanzi: "Master, you look so handsome right now!"
The next second, Xue Lan saw her beautiful master being swatted under the claws of the Mist-Hidden King Beast.
Xue Lan detected that the King Beast's body had begun to gradually disappear.
It seems he'll be pulled back to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm soon.
A deep blue sword light pierced through the beast king's claws, and Xue Lan heard Ling Yuanzi's exasperated voice:
"You unfilial disciple! What have you done to offend your master?"
The girl smiled and stood up from the ground, flicking her sleeves. Now that things had come to this, she no longer intended to pretend with Ling Yuanzi.
The girl smiled and said, "One of the four high priests under the Demon God, thank you for your help, Master!"
After saying this, the girl transformed into a white-haired, blue-eyed demon right in front of her master!