NCCnovel Chapter 171 She wouldn't like it inside her sleeves.
Chapter 171 She wouldn't like it inside her sleeves.
Xue Lan looked at the horde of fully-formed Mist Diving creatures before her, and used her divine sense to explore the surroundings, trying to find that old friend among those strange magical beasts.
“You can’t escape now. There’s a demon priest hiding in these misty places,” Xue Lan said softly to Xue Lan.
"A priestess of the demon god?" Xue Tong looked at Xue Lan with some curiosity.
"At the very least, he has the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage." Xue Lan didn't explain much to Xue Tong; now was not the time for a long-winded explanation. She simply said this to Xue Tong.
Although these words were concise, they were enough for interrogation, and Xue Lan and Kan Ze's faces turned deathly pale. Then they slowly looked at Lu Feng behind them.
[Didn't Xue Lan know that you gave him such a generous gift right from the start?]
It's no wonder Xue Tong asked that question. In the original story, although Lu Feng's cheat ability was quite powerful, it hadn't completely collapsed overall.
At most, it's a late-stage Foundation Establishment versus a late-stage Nascent Soul.
Xue Lan then summoned an old demon in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Even though Lu Feng was the chosen one, the young girl couldn't help but feel worried for him.
With the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm so weak, does it really still have the strength to protect Lu Feng?
Xue Tong felt that he was the most worried person in the Yuanming Realm right now... no, the most worried system.
"The one in front of us is what the Demon God brought back from the brink of death. The Demon God's remnant soul has already vanished, and he shouldn't have much time left here! All we can do now is stall for time!" Xue Lan said softly, her words carrying a hint of extreme madness.
Xue Tong slapped her head; she was all too familiar with Xue Lan's expression.
Whether she was fighting Xuan Shuo alone or killing demonic beasts in the Luoxia Mountain pit... she always had this expression.
At this moment, Xue Tong once again saw in Xue Lan that ambition and madness unique to beasts.
No... This kind of resolute and madness, putting oneself in a life-or-death situation, belongs only to Xue Lan.
This belongs to the Wolf King, who has awakened after a thousand years.
She knew she was no match for the person in front of her, but she maintained an unrealistic level of self-confidence.
Xue Tong previously thought that Xue Lan was just Xue Lan. Even after she learned Xue Lan's true identity, after a period of fear, she still believed that Xue Lan was just Xue Lan, a girl with memories of her past life.
Everything fits perfectly, without any sense of incongruity.
but……
Xue Lan looked at the girl in front of her, her brows furrowing slightly.
Beneath Xue Lan's fragile exterior lies a soul that cannot resonate with this world.
The moment Xue Tong considered this thought, a stiff, mechanical voice appeared in her mind:
System 001, data corruption... System 001, data corruption...
It felt as if her precious soul had been suddenly ripped away. Xue Tong felt that everything in front of her had become extremely slow, just like when Xue Lan used the Sun-Tracing Mirror before.
Lu Feng was originally thinking about how to hold onto Xue Lan as a support, but when he came to his senses, he saw the little girl in front of him collapse completely from exhaustion.
Without much thought, the boy bent down and caught Xue Tong.
The moment Xue Tong collapsed to the ground, the girl in front of her turned slightly to look at her, but Xue Lan remained in her original posture, making no move.
Seeing Lu Feng take Xue Tong into his arms, Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
The girl called out in her mind, "System."
A cold female voice replaced Xue Tong's: [Does the host have any requests?]
When Xue Lan heard the main system's voice last time, she felt that this person... no, this system, was very strange. It was clearly not a person without emotions, but it pretended to be so cold and hard.
However, Xue Lan had no time to criticize her. The girl's voice was filled with laughter as she earnestly negotiated terms with the main system.
"She hasn't succeeded in any missions before, has she?" Xue Lan asked, glancing at Xue Tong beside her.
The little girl slept peacefully and quietly in Lu Feng's arms.
The main system remained silent for a while before finally relenting and speaking: "No!"
Xue Lan smiled.
The rogue cultivators behind him were thrown into disarray when they saw Xue Lan suddenly laughing in front of them. Their faces were filled with fear and panic as they looked at the Mist-Submerged Army in front of them.
Xue Lan's smile vanished instantly. The girl waved her long sleeves behind her: "Shut up!"
A chilling aura swept towards the rogue cultivators behind Xue Lan. Their meridians seemed frozen solid, unable to circulate properly.
Lu Feng tightened his grip on Xue Tong's arms, feeling as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart, and his hands trembled slightly.
Xue Lan was inexplicably angry. When she came to her senses, she looked at the Mist-Submerged Army in front of her and then at the rogue cultivators behind her.
She felt she was sick.
The girl waved her hand gently, and two exquisite, translucent crimson jade spiders emerged from her sleeve.
"Take her away from here! I'll give you an hour!" The girl walked up to Lu Feng and glanced at Xue Tong.
Although, given the current situation, it might be safer to keep Xue Tong hidden away...
But Xue Lan looked at Xue Tong's delicate and lovely face.
She probably wouldn't like being tucked into her sleeve.
The Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map on Xue Lan's body slowly rose up, and the Burning Heaven Cone flew out from it with firepower that could not be ignored. In the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a small mountain above Xue Lan's head.
Lu Feng watched as the girl in gray stood beneath the enormous magical artifact and slowly raised her right hand.
"It must be an illusion," Lu Feng thought, widening his eyes. Thousands of red threads had appeared on Xue Lan's otherwise empty right hand.
The threads looked very thin, but there were so many of them that they gathered on Xue Lan's right hand, like a red rope.
It looks incredibly heavy.
The red thread appeared for only a brief moment. By the time Lu Feng slowly got up, holding Xue Tong, and prepared to take a closer look, the red thread on Xue Lan's hand had already disappeared.
The heavy, oppressive feeling brought by the red line disappeared at this moment, and everything seemed like a dream of Lu Feng's.
The girl flicked her finger forward lightly: "Go!"
The light, single word was accompanied by the sudden descent of the Heaven-Burning Cone. The Mist-Submerged Army in front of them let out an exceptionally shrill cry, as if a burning, inextinguishable ember had been thrown into a once calm lake.
But that's just how it is. Lu Feng watched as the Burning Sky Cone, this "fire coal," killed the Mist Spirits in front of him one by one, as if crushing a group of ants.
The boy looked at Xue Lan.
So this is the power of a Golden Core cultivator.
The girl looked at the plank road in front of her, which had been scalded with a large hole by the Heaven-Burning Cone, and turned to Lu Feng: "Go down, the rest is up to you!"
Lu Feng couldn't help but ask, "And what about you?"
The girl looked up and saw that a huge mist creature had appeared on the mountainside where a half-moon hung. It had only one head but three eyes, the middle one being purple, making it look particularly terrifying.
"If I don't stay when catching up with old acquaintances, what kind of person would I be?"