Chapter 353: The Three Immortals Hall

Yes.

Wu Xian did not flee; he was still in the Three Immortals Hall.

He had used the demon ability 'Ginseng Transformation' to turn into a ginseng root and hide underground, where he was currently peeking at the Three Immortals from a dark, upward angle in the soil.

Upon realizing his situation, Wu Xian had wanted to turn into a ginseng root to hide.

But he couldn't just transform directly; doing so would only lead to him being yanked out by the ginseng flower on his head by the Three Immortals, then gnawed on like a radish.

So, in order to safely burrow underground, Wu Xian performed a series of maneuvers.

To conceal the process of his transformation, he covered himself with the Exquisite Pagoda of No Treasure.

To prevent the ginseng flower on his head from being too conspicuous, he used the Fire Department Divine General Technique inside the pagoda to manually stuff himself deeper into the soil, burying the ginseng flower and leaving only a tiny tip exposed for observation.

To keep the Three Immortals from realizing he had hidden, he used the Tail Fire Tiger to launch a suicidal attack, making the Three Immortals believe he had perished using a technique similar to self-detonation.

Therefore, when Wu Xian heard the Porcelain Immortal say what he wanted to hear, he let out a long sigh of relief, but the Paper Immortal's next sentence made Wu Xian's heart jump into his throat.

"Is it really that simple?"

The Paper Immortal stroked his own paper robe, recalling the fierce blade technique Wei Hengbo had used when he was dying.

"You all have also fought these humans outside; was their final counterattack really this weak?"

The Porcelain Immortal and Flower Immortal's expressions shifted slightly.

Ran Huang Tian's explosive attacks were far more ferocious than the Tail Fire Tiger's.

Viewed this way, the Tail Fire Tiger was indeed unqualified to be a Retainer's final counterattack, and it looked even less like a move that required the price of death to use.

The Paper Immortal's expression became meaningful.

"Could that fire man just now have been a diversion? Those two women before tricked us once using a similar method."

Countless root hairs grew from beneath the Flower Immortal's skirt: "He couldn't have just vanished into thin air. If the fire man was a diversion, then he might still be hiding somewhere!"

Wu Xian, transformed into a ginseng doll, moved quietly through the soil, his heart pounding incessantly, beating at least several hundred times per minute...

"This little thing, the ginseng spirit, its heart is thumping quite fast..."

His trick had been seen through, and Wu Xian had no other choice; he could only grumble helplessly, waiting for a close-quarters confrontation with the Three Immortals.

But just at this moment.

The Flower Immortal's movements suddenly paused, her expression becoming solemn, and those scattered root hairs all began to mutate, with eerie, soft, beautiful lips growing from their tips.

"It's coming!"

The other two immortals' expressions also became serious.

Wu Xian, however, curled the corner of his mouth.

"Fortunately, the people above aren't too stupid; they know our only chance is tonight. If we delay past tonight, there really will be nothing left but a dead end."

"Looking at the Flower Immortal's posture, she likely intends to use the lips formed by her root hairs to instill the juice of the Naihe Flower into whoever comes down... That's actually quite good; I won't have to indirectly kiss others, especially Wen Chao. I can't even bear to think about that scene."

Whenever Wu Xian was nervous, strange thoughts would pop into his head, but these thoughts didn't hinder him from getting down to business.

Wu Xian wouldn't break the Flower Immortal's root-hair lips, because he also wanted the person coming down to stay.

If the person coming down went back, the people above would waste time discussing, and by the time they reached a conclusion, Wu Xian would already have been sliced up and soaked in wine.

Moreover, the optimal solution for dealing with the Three Immortals now was to concentrate their strength to finish them off; relying on intricate plans to send people to their deaths one by one was just asking for trouble.

So Wu Xian's line of thinking was to not let this person go back, creating a sense of crisis for the others above, forcing them to come down together to share the risk; only then could everyone come down faster.

But after the Flower Immortal, Wu Xian had to find a way to intercept the Porcelain Immortal's attack. The longer the next person to come down lived, the safer Wu Xian would be, and the better their chances of winning tonight would be.

Whoosh! Li Xian, with a bitter look on his face, appeared abruptly in the Three Immortals Hall. Wu Xian was slightly surprised; he hadn't expected the person coming down to be this one.

As soon as Li Xian landed, the red lips on the root hairs slammed onto his mouth, sending a stream of Naihe Flower juice into his mouth.

Just like that.

Li Xian could no longer leave the Three Immortals Hall.

The Three Immortals, as before, eerily enjoyed Li Xian's dry heaving, but after a few seconds of enjoyment, the Porcelain Immortal took a step, preparing to act. Having learned from the previous lesson, they didn't want to give Li Xian time to think.

The Porcelain Immortal's face was ferocious, his fist ready to strike like a heavy cannon.

Awoo!

Several streaks of fresh blood flowed down the Porcelain Immortal's head.

A giant red wolf had pounced from behind at some unknown time, biting onto the Porcelain Immortal's forehead.

This giant wolf was Wu Xian's burial paper dog. This paper dog possessed the Paper Immortal's power and had been reinforced by the power of the Heavenly Craft Divine Brush, capable of easily fighting and killing fierce tigers.

But this was far from enough to go head-to-head with the Porcelain Immortal, so the blood flowing down the Porcelain Immortal's head was from the giant red wolf's teeth shattering.

"Where did this beast come from!"

The Porcelain Immortal grabbed the red wolf's neck with his large hand and flung it away, hitting the wall with a loud bang. The red wolf collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up again, only able to make whimpering sounds.

The red wolf could only do this much.

But, this was enough! The Porcelain Immortal's greatest threat was the 'first-strike kill' brought by his powerful martial prowess.

Blocking the Porcelain Immortal for a moment and then being knocked away was enough for Li Xian to see clearly the Porcelain Immortal's terrifying strength.

Li Xian immediately realized that the Porcelain Immortal was no ordinary monster; any negligence would lead to death, so he immediately pulled out his trump card: the rusty, mottled blade he had been carrying on his back.

This blade was reddish-brown all over, looking like nothing more than an iron bar, with not a single spot free of rust; some parts even looked like they were about to flake off.

The Porcelain Immortal looked on with disdain, his footsteps not stopping.

Ordinary people might not even fear such a blade, let alone him, the Porcelain Immortal.

But unexpectedly.

Li Xian didn't swing the blade at the Porcelain Immortal; instead, he held the blade horizontally in front of him and puffed out his cheeks, spraying forcefully.

Samadhi Breeze!

A yellow wind sprayed from Li Xian's mouth, blowing over the rusty blade and taking away a third of its rust. This iron rust, caught in the wind, plastered itself all over the Porcelain Immortal's white porcelain body.

"Ah... ah..."

The Porcelain Immortal clutched his eyes, spinning in place in pain. It turned out that some of the rust had plastered onto his eyes, and no matter how he scraped, he couldn't get the rust off his eyes.

Li Xian's blade looked like a weapon, but it was actually a magical artifact.

Named 'Creation Divine Rust'.

It sounded high-class, but it was actually the rust removed by Heavenly Soldiers and Generals when maintaining their weapons. The weapons of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were crafted from top-tier materials, and the craftsmen couldn't bear to throw the rust away, so they collected it and molded it into the shape of a blade.

This rust had extremely strong adhesion; when it touched an opponent's weapon, it would stick to it, quickly destroying the opponent's weapon.

Combined with the Samadhi Breeze, it became the Rust Wind! The Porcelain Immortal's body was already like a dead object; after being stuck with this rust, although he wouldn't be corroded, he couldn't get it off in the short term.

After using this move, Li Xian was a bit at a loss.

Although he had weakened the Porcelain Immortal, there were still two immortals watching. He had fallen into a situation similar to Wu Xian's; alone and single-handed, how could he survive in front of the Three Immortals?

(End of chapter)