NCCnovel Chapter 162 Let's get the water out of our heads
Chapter 162 Let's get the water out of our heads
Lu Feng is not yet a very powerful cultivator and cannot read minds. He just felt that the little girl behind Xue Lan was looking at him with a very subtle gaze.
The young man felt a chill in his heart. He thought that the cultivation world was so unpredictable and the battles between immortals were so brutal and terrifying. He should be careful.
So when Xue Lan's divine sense covered the area, she noticed that the boy had secretly affixed several talismans to himself. He did it very discreetly, but it still didn't escape Xue Lan's detection.
Even though Xue Lan discovered it, she didn't make a sound. The girl had a confident smile on her face, looking bright and radiant.
"It's fair to say we're arch-enemies."
"Of all things that happen to me, it just so happens to be me."
After saying this, the girl immediately grabbed Xue Tong and flew backward. Like a gray wild crane dancing gracefully, the strange fire mark between her eyebrows slowly appeared, standing out conspicuously in the darkness.
Seeing Xue Lan retreat first, the surrounding rogue cultivators immediately followed suit.
Without the protection of a sect, these rogue cultivators roamed among humans, demons, ghosts, and gods year-round. Each of them possessed considerable skill in footwork, and in just a few breaths, they followed Xue Lan to a place more than ten meters away from the pillar. Looking at the black pillar in front of them, their faces were full of vigilance.
"Everyone..." Xue Lan bowed to the scattered cultivators behind her, not bothering to conceal the strange fire mark between her brows, but openly exposing it to everyone.
People around began to whisper among themselves: "Is that a mark of a different kind of fire?"
"When did such a powerful rogue cultivator emerge in the Yuanming Lower Realm? Do you know about the Six Sects and Twelve Schools?"
"How could they possibly know? If the Six Sects and Twelve Schools knew, they would have sent them to their deaths on the battlefield of Luoxia Mountain long ago. Back then, during the siege of that Demon Lord..."
The speaker was interrupted halfway through his sentence by someone next to him, who lowered his voice and warned him, "Are you crazy? How dare you make up stories about the Six Sects and Twelve Schools here?"
Xue Tong took in all the sounds behind her. The little girl turned to look at Xue Lan and found that his face still had that calm and composed expression.
However, Xue Tong always felt that beneath her calm and collected demeanor lay a storm brewing.
Xue Lan was indeed quite calm, pondering her own affairs.
When facing the middle-aged cultivator who suddenly attacked, she used the identity of Lan Xiaoxiao. One reason was that it was easier to act as a rogue cultivator, and the other was that Xue Lan was afraid that she would be too ruthless and bring shame to her sect.
But she really wanted to leave a message while destroying the demons' arrangements: "Xue Lan was here."
The main character is someone who can't help but provoke his arch-enemy when he sees him.
When a girl is deep in thought, she tends to become dazed and appears to be negative.
Xue Tong hated this side of her the most, which meant that Xue Lan was thinking of some ideas that would make her heart stop if she said them aloud.
Before Xue Lan could speak, Xue Tong transmitted his voice to the girl: "You promised you'd discuss things with me beforehand."
Upon hearing Xue Tong's voice, Xue Lan trembled slightly, then nodded stiffly, "I understand. I plan to tell them my identity."
Just a moment ago, Xue Tong was pleased with Xue Lan's obedience, but before she could even raise the corners of her mouth, her lips drooped back down in an instant.
[What do you want to do? Do you even care about the reputation of the Xuanhuang Sect? The head disciple of the first peak master of the Xuanhuang Sect, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, running wild in someone's Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining secret realm?]
"I know, but I have to make the demons hate me. Isn't my identity as a disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect more useful?"
Xue Tong was furious with her: "You don't need to put in any effort anymore, you know that?"
From causing trouble at Jiyue Mountain to defeating Ji Yan at Luoxia Mountain, and then using the Lei Kui Formation to eliminate Xuan Shuo...
In the Yuanming mortal realm, apart from Ji Jinjin, who has been guarding Luoxia Mountain, there is no human disciple who is more hated by the demons than Xue Lan.
Despite her anger, Xue Tong patiently advised Xue Lan: "Look, shouldn't we calm down and think about this rationally?"
Xue Lan listened to her advice and began to rethink, finally concluding that... I'm not trying to make the demons hate me, I'm just trying to make the demon god hate me.
The two rogue cultivators behind him were still chattering away about the six sects and twelve factions. Now, it was finally coming to an end.
"I am Xue Lan, the eldest disciple of Jiyuan Peak of the Xuanhuang Sect."
"None of the six sects and twelve factions are good."
A soft voice and a rough voice blended together, and Xue Tong suddenly turned to look at the rogue cultivator who had just spoken.
The girl's voice was soft and low: "What did you say just now, fellow Daoist? I didn't hear you clearly."
The rogue cultivator had become so excited during his argument with his companion that he had lost his head. Now, looking into the gray eyes of the girl in front of him, he felt as if his world had collapsed.
Xuanhuang Sect, Jiyuan Peak, eldest disciple.
They are all words he can understand, but why does he not understand them when they are put together?
The rogue cultivator wasn't stupid; he knew that the new peak master and chief disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect had already reached the Golden Core stage.
Before this guy could even process what was happening, his companion slapped him on the neck, forcing him to bend over.
Then he heard his companion's voice: "This junior was blind to your greatness, greetings to the senior."
Xue Lan thought to herself that in this cultivation world, even a single level of higher cultivation could be enough to crush someone. The girl waved her hand gently: "No need for formalities, that was all in the past."
The man who was bent over looked up at Xue Lan and asked very sharply, "About what happened before."
Xue Tong saw the sly smile on the girl's face and immediately knew something was wrong.
"Don't you know? I deserted during the battle at Luoxia Mountain and was expelled from my sect!"
As soon as the girl said this, the crowd, which had suddenly fallen silent because Xue Lan admitted that he was a disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect, suddenly erupted into a cacophony, even noisier than before.
Hearing this, the young man, who had been held down by his companions, couldn't help but raise his head again and say, "Just like that..."
Unfortunately, before the young man could finish his sentence, the man next to him put his hand on the back of his neck again. He tried to cry out in pain, but found that he had been under a spell and could not utter a word.
Xue Lan actually quite likes people who talk a lot and like to ask questions, as it makes it easier for him to continue making things up.
The girl's voice carried a hint of disappointment.
"Xue Lan is of inferior character and lacks a firm Dao heart. He has no ambition to save the world from the suffering of all living beings. He was expelled from his sect, and his cultivation level dropped from the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment realm. In this life, he will probably not be able to make any progress."
The girl pointed to her grayish-white eyes: "These eyes are the debt of gratitude Xue Lan is repaying to her sect!"
Xue Tong stood behind the girl, dumbfounded:
That's utter nonsense, showing absolutely no consideration for Dao Xuanzi's feelings.
She had a premonition that Xue Lan would be beaten to death by Dao Xuanzi sooner or later.