frightfiction Chapter 584: First Entry into the Far West
Chapter 584: First Entry into the Far West
"Do you believe me when I say I'm the leader of the righteous path? Forget it, let's get straight to the point... I have cast a forbidden spell on Xiaoqing's sea of consciousness. Master Fuguang, hand over a wisp of your soul, otherwise I will destroy her soul." Bai Lan said with the expression of a leader of the righteous path what only a devil should say.
"Xiaoqing, you..." Fu Guang suddenly grabbed Xiaoqing's hand, stared at her and said hurriedly: "Is what she said true?"
"It's fake, it's all fake, Master, please leave! I'll cover your retreat!"
Xiaoqing wanted Fu Guang to run away quickly at this moment. She was sure that it would be unsafe for any cultivator with a healthy soul to stay in front of Bai Lan for a long time.
"No, don't try to fool me. The red mark in your sea of consciousness is clearly the symbol of the Forbidden Divine Spell. If she wants, she can take your life in an instant!" Fu Guang protected Xiao Qing behind him and said, "Senior, what do you want? Just let Xiao Qing go, and I can give you anything!"
Look at this touching scene of people protecting each other behind their backs. It's really touching.
"I want you to hand over your own soul and join the Yuling Sect. How about that?"
"If I give you my own soul, will you be able to remove the forbidden spell in Xiaoqing's soul?" Master Fuguang said in a deep voice.
Bai Lan shook his head: "No, but at least she can save her life..."
Fu Guang frowned and fell into deep thought.
Xiaoqing, who was standing by, felt something was wrong when she saw this. She gritted her teeth and was about to blow herself up when she heard Bai Lan slowly add a sentence.
"I forgot to tell you, the entire Hulong tribe is my people. Fighting with me is just courting death. Self-destruction is just like setting off a fleeting firework in front of me. It can't hurt me at all."
It's okay to fight before death if you can injure the enemy by a thousand and lose eight hundred of your own.
But if you only lose a thousand dollars and give the enemy a good show, then there is really no need to self-destruct.
"...Xiaoqing, don't do anything stupid. You and I are no match for her." Master Fuguang sighed slightly and blocked Xiaoqing.
"Being unwilling to hand over your soul means that you are unwilling to lose your freedom, but all living beings are subject to the rules of heaven. If you violate the rules of heaven, you will still die. Think about it, are you really free?" Bai Lan shook his head and sighed.
Master Fuguang frowned: "What do you mean by that, Senior?"
These words seemed to elevate himself to the same level as the rules of heaven.
"Join the Yuling Sect. From now on, I will protect you and ensure that you are not subject to the pain of thunder tribulation, so that you can safely break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage. How do you do it?"
"Who are you? How can there be a place in the world of cultivation that is free from the tribulation of thunder?"
"There's no such thing in the cultivation world, but what if it's outside of it?"
Master Fu Guang's eyes suddenly widened, his mind racing with thoughts. Could the person before him be some immortal who had come down from the upper realm to gain experience?
After coaxing, deceiving and threatening, Bai Lan took away the souls of the man and the turtle in front of him. Bai Lan first sent the two to Qingyuan Peak and handed them over to Hanxuzi for disposal.
Then he found an uninhabited place in the Void Stone and took out Fu Guang's spirit beast bag.
The golden spirit beast bag shook all over the moment it entered the void stone, turned into a ray of golden light, and suddenly sank deep into the ground, merging with the origin of earth born from the Xirang.
At the same time, earth-shaking changes took place in Bai Lan's body. She was no stranger to this feeling as she had mastered the rules of earth and time and space.
She raised her hand and clenched it slightly, and all the golden spiritual power in the air gathered in Bai Lan's palm. It turned into a sword, a spear, or a halberd as she wished.
Bai Lan's eyes lit up: "As expected, this thing is a golden treasure that can rival Xirang."
The sound transmission talisman on his waist suddenly flashed, and Li Yuanzhen's voice suddenly rang out from within it: "Master, I have already infiltrated the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and have conducted a thorough investigation over the past few days. There's indeed something fishy about the Ten Thousand Poisons Patriarch's cultivation. He claims to be in the late Nascent Soul stage, but in reality he's a true Spiritualization cultivator. Should we find a way to kill him with the power of thunder?"
"Senior Li is really getting to know me better and better, but there's no need to go through so much trouble this time."
As Bai Lan spoke, he slipped out from the jade brick on Li Yuanzhen's waist and in an instant arrived at the far west.
"...Next time, say hello before you come out."
"Okay, okay." After saying that, Bai Lan looked at the two people behind Li Yuanzhen.
Lan Die was standing behind Bi Yunzi. Both mother and daughter were injured to varying degrees. It was obvious that they had been taken into custody of the Yuling Sect by physical means not long ago. At this moment, they looked depressed and did not say a word.
Leng Qinghan kept staring at Cheng Tianfeng, while Cheng Tianfeng kept staring at the two female cultivators from the Yuling Sect in the distance.
"As expected by the Sect Leader, even with Lan Die's life at stake, it took our subordinates a lot of effort to capture Bi Yunzi. On the other hand, Leng Qinghan quickly compromised after we threatened Cheng Tianfeng's life."
Sure enough, the person who got Bai Ling's script is very useful.
"Feng'er, your master never expected that the real purpose of your becoming your disciple was to destroy the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and put me to death... Haven't I been good to you all these years? What did I do wrong to make you hate me so much!" Leng Qinghan said in a resentful tone.
At this moment, Cheng Tianfeng had turned back into the look of a dandy second-generation rich kid, completely losing the tone of pretending to be a gentle and innocent boy.
"Are you being nice to me? You're clearly just after my body, you shameless man!" Cheng Tianfeng snorted coldly, pointing at his nose and arrogantly saying, "Do you know what my grandmother's cultivation level is? She's at the Nascent Soul stage! She's no weaker than you, old man. I'm telling you, don't try to get your hands on me anymore!"
The words "old boy" instantly stung Leng Qinghan's heart. He stumbled back two steps and said sadly, "As expected, you have always been complaining about my age. All those things you said in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were just lies to deceive me."
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop saying these sour words. I never had any improper thoughts about you from the beginning. It was impossible for us to be together from the beginning! Not to mention a thousand-year-old old man, even a hundred-year-old young talent has nothing to do with me."
"Feng'er, tell me what you like! I can change it..."
"I like female cultivators with fair skin, beautiful looks, gentleness and charm. In short, as long as they are female cultivators, I like them all. Are you the same?" Cheng Tianfeng spread his hands.
Leng Qinghan's expression darkened and he said no more.