Chapter 105: This is Better for Dealing With You!

Seeing the black substance spewing toward him, before Feng Xue could speak, the hot air balloon’s nozzle opened, releasing a burst of hot air; the entire balloon suddenly shot diagonally downward.

Though unbalanced, it had at least dodged the black mud’s strike; Feng Xue immediately stabilized his qi output, continuing to heat the air to maintain flight—but the black mud that had surged into midair showed no sign of falling. Instead, it transformed into a jet-black eagle, spreading its wings and hurtling straight toward the balloon!

“【BEEP—】!” Feng Xue spat a curse, his left hand pulling out a jade tablet and pressing it against the balloon’s basket. The rapidly ascending balloon halted; golden metallic qi spread from the point of contact. The giant black eagle was now mere feet ahead, as if one more step would swallow Feng Xue and the balloon whole.

Yet in that instant, the balloon’s surface suddenly exploded, brilliant silver light briefly illuminating the sky. The black eagle shattered into countless black mud droplets—some plummeted straight down, while others coalesced again.

But this time, it did not reform as a bird. Instead, it became a floating humanoid shadow, lunging toward them—resembling a ghostly entity, yet clearly distinct from Mo Ying’s mochi form.

Feng Xue did not know what this thing truly was, but due to their prior close encounter, Liu Yunxi had already recognized it—

“It’s a Xushen! Though murky, it’s definitely devotional energy!”

“Xushen? So this is that su?”

Feng Xue finally caught on. It wasn’t his fault—he’d always assumed demons or Nian beasts had concrete forms. Who could’ve guessed the enemy was just a lump of black mud?

For a fleeting moment, he even wondered if he’d accidentally crossed into a Moon People’s world!

Though his mind churned with thoughts, Feng Xue knew he couldn’t freeze. The balloon could fly, but its maneuverability was abysmal—it had no advantage against a monster that could reshape itself at will. Yet landing meant facing the tidal wave of black mud still in his home.

In a flash of thought, Feng Xue gritted his teeth, pulled out the jade tablet inscribed with 【Ghost】 and pressed it against Mo Ying. Though Mo Ying, attuned to his will, had no desire to approach the murky devotional energy, the Spirit-Subjugation Pact forced him to swallow the qi Feng Xue poured into him.

“You look like a raptor!”

As Feng Xue spoke, the balloon burst into a magnificent white falcon. Feng Xue stood atop Mo Ying’s transformed platform and began Spirit-Riding flight.

“I can’t stop this thing—best I can do is suppress it with demonic qi. If you’re going to run, do it now!”

As Liu Yunxi finished speaking, she streaked across the night sky, leaving a silver-white trail as she surged toward the ghostly shadow. But Feng Xue had no intention of fleeing.

Maintaining Spirit-Riding flight consumed staggering amounts of qi. Having learned from past mistakes, Feng Xue dared not refine primordial energy in front of the Xushen.

Once his qi ran out, he’d be defenseless. He hadn’t forgotten—the Xushen above was only a fragment. The vast majority still lurked in his house!

Recalling the torrent of black mud he’d seen earlier, Feng Xue abandoned escape. Better to crush this aerial Xushen now, then ride Liu Yunxi’s stable aerial form and wait for rescue—

He didn’t believe such a massive disturbance could go unnoticed by Lu City’s Xuan cultivators!

With his resolve set, Feng Xue drew a deep breath and yanked a jade belt from his Pot Heaven pouch, fastening it around his waist. As qi surged into it, dozens of jade tablets—varying in size but linked by golden threads—glowed with a luminous white radiance. He pulled out a jade seal saturated with metallic primordial energy and inserted it into the belt’s slot. The energy flowed from his dantian, up the Governor Vessel, and into his mind palace—then, white droplets charged with lethal intent began falling from within.

Under Feng Xue’s deliberate guidance, the droplets gathered into a cluster beneath his soul’s left side, then traveled down the Conception Vessel back to his dantian, connecting with the jade belt’s circuit.

“This is better for dealing with you!”

Feng Xue inserted the 【Transform Lightning】, 【Exorcise Evil】, and 【Iron Armor】 jade tablets into the belt in sequence. A layer of silver-white qi wrapped tightly around his form!

“What technique is this?”

Li Maolin, having tossed aside the priest he carried, paused mid-dao to stare at the streak of white light in the sky. His eyes widened—but remembering his human karmic trial, he dared not delay. He immediately activated his escape technique.

Meanwhile, all Dao-entry cultivators except the few holding the Town-Suppression positions were rushing toward Feng Xue’s residence—and all had seen the silver-armored cultivator in the sky.

“Though still incomplete, it’s enough!”

The ideal composition for combating demons should be three fire, two metal—Jianggong Thunder. But his fire primordial energy was insufficient. He could only summon single-element Metal Thunder now.

White lightning crackled across Feng Xue’s body; the silver armor deflected all damage outward. Beneath him, Mo Ying shrieked in his mind from the electric shocks, yet still strained to fly toward the demon bound by Liu Yunxi’s demonic energy.

“Gengjin Breakthrough Thunder? Why use this?”

Li Maolin, who had left his mark in Feng Xue’s neighborhood, emerged from his escape technique. Seeing the thunder technique, he frowned in confusion—but his focus wasn’t entirely on Feng Xue. Whether appropriate or not, the aerial fragment no longer threatened him. Now he needed to deal with the ones in Feng Xue’s house.

“If I eliminate them myself, I can’t offset my human karmic trial. But if I ignore them—forget whether the Xuan cultivators can handle them—burning the Jade Emperor’s talismans tomorrow would be a waste…”

As Li Maolin’s soul flickered, he made his decision. He activated a secret technique of the Three Demon Sects. The demon bound by the light band suddenly shuddered, exploding into countless mud droplets—forcibly breaking Liu Yunxi’s hold—and reformed into a black falcon, darting toward Feng Xue’s house.

“Think you can escape?” Feng Xue’s eyes narrowed, gripping the Metal Thunder. He surged after it—not out of recklessness, but because he knew his house still teemed with demons. If this fragment merged with them, his current technique might become useless.

So he had to destroy it before it could reunite with the others!

Mo Ying, sensing Feng Xue’s will, endured the searing pain of the lightning and chased after the demon. Feng Xue held his stance, the crackling of the Metal Thunder growing louder and sharper.

Believing it better to master one skill than dabble in many, he’d spent this time strengthening 【Transformation】—the method tied to his qi pool’s elemental affinity. He’d trained little in 【Fixation】—the technique bypassed by his cheat ability. Now, sustaining this cluster of Metal Thunder required constant qi infusion. If he couldn’t unleash it quickly, he’d drain himself dry.

Whether triggered by the classic “Thunder Attribute Stimulates Acceleration” trope or not, Mo Ying—crackling with lightning—surged faster than ever before, far exceeding his previous passenger-carrying limit. The demon loomed ahead. Feng Xue leapt upward, pouring all his qi into the belt. Blinding lightning erupted at point-blank range!

Shotgun range is short? Then just get close!

(End of Chapter)