Chapter 86: Evil cause yields evil fruit

Evil cause yields evil fruit.

Blue-gold light waves rippled from her body, the deep green seawater grew slightly lighter, and a vast purifying life force spread from her, flowing with the water to every corner of the sea.

For beings not yet extinct, she wrapped them in a thin protective shield, hindering the toxin's movement.

Specks of blue light fell on the merfolk; their scales seemed brushed clean, the blue light gleamed, emitting a captivating beauty.

Or perhaps her strength was simply too weak; Fu Guang sighed inwardly. But indeed, same-system buffs are stronger, right?

In the mental landscape, the golden little sprite lay limp on the sea surface; overall it had improved a bit, but its aura remained heavy.

She turned neatly, tucked into the Sentinel's unfolded wings; what you had her do is already done, the rest depends on Lan'an's ability.

"Let's go, to Frost Flower's place." Fu Guang closed her eyes, resting her head on the Sentinel's chest.

"Poison Dart Frog" certainly can't let the Guide leave so easily; this merfolk is absolutely no match.

"Your opponent is me." A dazed voice rang out together with the clatter of chains, striking straight at his face without hesitation.

"Being abandoned by the Guide, you're nothing but worthless trash." The merfolk's thin red lips spat out bloody words, making Poison Dart Frog's eyes instantly turn red.

"What do you know?" His voice instantly turned sharp, like an arrow, hatred blazing: "Obviously they're weak and unworthy......"

"Where does your anger come from? Isn't it because you need the Guide?" The dark words, as if flowing from the deepest heart, let him lay bare his most shameful, unspeakable thoughts in the sunlight.

"I don't need a Guide!" Poison Dart Frog shouted angrily; soon after, he laughed hysterically, like a madman.

He dodged left and right, embarrassed amidst the omnipresent chains, stabilizing his body: "Heh heh, you know?"

Poison Dart Frog's black cloak slipped off, revealing a gloomy pallid face, his eyes a lurid green, like a ceaselessly bubbling poison pool.

He stared fixedly, at the golden-haired girl cradled in the Angel Sentinel's arms, and said with full malice: "Eating the Guide yields purification just as well."

Poison Dart Frog wished he had eight eyes then, so he could take in everyone's reactions.

He imagined that upon hearing this, the Guide would be fearful and worried, while the Sentinels would be secretly shocked and ambitious.

"Noisy." Fu Guang lazily opened her eyes; a tiny spark ignited in her blue pupils, her voice neither loud nor soft, striking everyone's hearts.

Fu Guang was somewhat annoyed that the person's wickedness actually incited her Sentinels to kill; truly unforgivable.

"Kill him." Fu Guang coldly issued the order.

Amidst the clatter of chains, the bewitching voice said, "Yes."

If her Buddhist fellow cultivator were present, they might well say, "Lay down the butcher's knife, become a Buddha instantly," then grab a monk's staff and go beat someone up.

For such a wicked person, laying down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha is still slower than just sending him to meet the Buddha.

Fu Guang is a cultivator, or perhaps an apothecary; the immortal Dao values life, and apothecaries save people.

She would not lightly kill any living being, nor does she like those around her killing; in fact she believes living is more painful than dying.

Evil cause yields evil fruit; she has a thousand ways to make those who provoke her, or those who dislike her, willingly swallow the bitter fruit.

But everything has exceptions; for this trash, killing him is also a kind of salvation, isn't it?

If not for being in Yummengze, keeping him would be a disaster; she'd rather hand him over to the White Tower.

The White Tower, as the Guide's authority, would naturally make such scum unable to live or die.

Killing him would really be too cheap for him.

Fu Guang coldly curled her lip; "killers shall be killed" is the first lesson her master taught her.

Unfortunately not everyone has such excellent elders; these people are more like uncivilized beasts, living solely for their endless desires.

With Wang's order given, Lan'an curled his lip and let out a piercing whistle that echoed through the seabed.

Xiguang spread his wings, glanced at the Poison Dart Frog shattered by the merfolk's song; the merfolk's anti-toxin strength is extreme, the toxin Poison Dart Frog releases has little effect on him.

Chains blocked all of Poison Dart Frog's retreat, intent on killing him; indeed, as the seabed's overlord, merfolk are near invincible in the sea.

A light shake of the wings, and he was gone in an instant.

"You actually have no reaction at all? Can't you resist being controlled? Aren't you moved?" Poison Dart Frog found the reactions of several people unbelievable—how could that be?

"No wonder they're dogs trained by the military and the White Tower, fawning like housepets with no wildness." After a blow to his chest, his words came out rasping.

"You're free, so why do you hide everywhere, never seeing the light?" The merfolk's voice came from all directions, "Moreover, your comrades are also hunting you; you're no longer the once-famous......"

"Shut up!" Poison Dart Frog, raving mad, "How could you understand? How could you understand?"

In the relentless purification factor, the green seawater turned clear and shallow.

A black-haired man stood on the battlefield, his blue tail swaying lightly; in the re-darkened seabed, he flashed with dazzling light.

He reached out, greedily inhaling a breath; the purification factor laced with Wang's aura that he had intercepted made his brows lift, the tiny scales at the corners of his eyes glimmering faintly.

"I'm not you; what do you expect me to understand?"

Lan'an stirred the seabed's wind and waves, clearing all traces, then followed Wang's aura away.

Golden wings folded; Xiguang halted on a relatively flat spot of the seabed.

Frost Flower is one of the ingredients needed for the transmuted elixir; for every A-rank or higher medicinal herb, a powerful exotic beast guards beside it.

This is the nest of the sea overlord that was driven away not long ago when Frost Flower was harvested.

That one, after the merfolk's powerful strike demanded tribute, actually spared its life, fearing the merfolk might regret it, quickly abandoned its nest and fled.

Here, residual energy from the exotic beast lingers; for a time no other exotic beast will come, making it an excellent rest spot.

This is merely the case for the Guide.

Sentinels have keen senses and strong territorial urges; staying in a place filled with foreign scents only makes them uncomfortable and eager for battle.

But endurance is also a mandatory lesson for Sentinels, especially when beside their own Guide.

Xiguang spread his wings; the girl remained still for a moment, revealing her fluffy golden crown resting against his chest.

Xiguang twitched his fingertips, thinking perhaps Fu Guang still had arrangements ahead, so he gently patted the girl's shoulder in his embrace,

Fu Guang's eyes somewhat dazed, she withdrew from the Sentinel's embrace; having been in a brief sleep state, matters finally concluded, fatigue washed over her whole body.

"Wait for Lan'an to return, first rest for six system hours."