Chapter 208: I'm Going to Lose My Virginity!

Gloomy wind howled, shadows surged!

Yang Chanyu was full of nervousness and exploded backward crazily.

The female ghost Autumn Water Granny was extremely fast, passing through the air in a shadow, and caught up to her in a few breaths.

As a result, the next moment, Yang Chanyu laughed.

She drove the magic treasure in her body, and her body instantly swapped positions with the poisonous crossbow arrow that had just shot through Luo Shang.

Luo Shang only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he saw a beautiful cultivator with a face like a peach blossom and dressed in pink, smiling at him sweetly.

But Luo Shang couldn't feel Yang Chanyu's beauty at all; what he felt was the huge pressure of death and the vivid fear!

Yang Chanyu launched a fierce attack. She held a single blade, and the blade light splashed, extremely sharp.

Luo Shang struggled to resist, vomiting blood continuously, and was slashed more than a dozen times on his body, each slash seeing the bone, and blood spilled wildly.

"Yang Chanyu!" Luo Shang roared, his face full of ferocity, no longer the indifferent composure from before.

Just as Sun Lingtong recognized him, he also recognized Yang Chanyu.

After all, the latter was a true disciple of the Empty Gate, and relevant information had long been widely circulated.

"You dare to kill me?"

"Aren't you afraid of provoking a war between the Empty Gate and the Soul-Devouring Sect?!"

Luo Shang shouted continuously.

"Hehe, how dare I not?" Yang Chanyu smiled more beautifully, and the heavier her hand was.

But the next moment, she frowned.

She realized that according to her nature, she shouldn't have answered, which was a sign that she was suffering from interference, her thoughts were chaotic, and she was not under control.

Yang Chanyu hurriedly mobilized the magic treasure in her body, but the effect was limited and could not completely eliminate the influence.

In her next few pounces, although Luo Shang was bleeding like a river, he still survived death.

"This person's luck is not exhausted, I can't kill him!" Watching the Autumn Water Granny ghost turn direction and chase back again, Yang Chanyu sighed in her heart.

"No, I still have a chance, why should I be

Thinking of this, Yang Chanyu's offensive inevitably slowed by a fraction.

In such a fierce battle, a tiny difference often leads to a massive error.

What's more, the influence on Yang Chanyu grew deeper, and her offensive slowed again and again.

"Grandmother, save me!!" Luo Shang's face was purple; he was weak and powerless, unable to suppress the deadly poison within his body.

Grandmother Qiushui took action, ultimately choosing to save Luo Shang.

She had been dispatched this time specifically to protect Luo Shang, this true disciple. If she failed, she would certainly be held accountable by the Soul-Devouring Sect. By then, the punishment of having one's soul scattered would be the least of her worries!

Yang Chanyu retreated explosively once more.

During her retreat, she continuously fired multiple crossbow bolts.

Grandmother Qiushui, having just suffered a loss, immediately realized that Yang Chanyu might use the crossbow bolts to swap positions and assassinate Luo Shang again.

She thought for a moment, then decisively tore off her own left arm and threw it toward Yang Chanyu.

Afterward, she made a grasping motion toward Luo Shang.

The several female ghosts Luo Shang used for cultivation were snatched out by Grandmother Qiushui and crushed with one hand.

The female ghosts shrieked in agony, utterly miserable, yet Grandmother Qiushui's expression grew colder, her heart like iron and stone.

Using the several female ghosts as material, she cast a spell to conjure a massive cloud of ghost mist.

After the ghost mist tightly entangled Yang Chanyu and Sun Lingtong, it roared like a vortex.

Grandmother Qiushui used her only remaining right arm to grab Luo Shang and fled at high speed.

She bore the heavy responsibility of the sect: to preserve Luo Shang's life, not to hunt down the true culprit who killed Qi Bai—that was Luo Shang's mission, not hers.

Right now, she had already taken action; if her Nascent Soul aura were leaked and attracted the City Lord Meng Kui, that would be disastrous.

A more critical point was that Luo Shang's breath was as thin as a thread, and his entire body was swollen and a reddish-purple color.

The poison Yang Chanyu applied was too violent.

If Grandmother Qiushui did not find a way to treat him, Luo Shang would surely be in grave danger.

Various factors led her to decisively withdraw from the battlefield!

Luo Shang was carried by his collar by Grandmother Qiushui, fleeing rapidly. At this moment, he had swollen into a dark purple pig's head. His eyes could barely open, narrowed into mere slits.

"I've been had!"

Grandmother Qiushui, his trump card for survival, had been forced out in a single strike.

Luo Shang had been ambushed and was crippled before he could even display his true strength.

"What a Yang Chanyu!"

"I, Luo Shang, will remember today's grudge and will surely repay it a hundredfold in the future."

"However, you won't get off easily today either."

"Is Grandmother Qiushui's charm technique so easily handled? If things go wrong, you might end up killing your own sect members!"

Thinking of this, a look of resentment appeared on Luo Shang's face.

He was extremely sensitive to changes in his state of mind and immediately realized something was wrong.

Consequently, his face became filled with panic.

After the panic, it turned into a look of terror.

He primarily cultivated the Soul-Melting Desolation Art, which should have left him expressionless, with joy and anger rarely arising. Yet, at this moment, his state of mind was shaken quite severely.

"Although my cultivation wasn't broken, my injuries are too severe! Damn it, what kind of poison is this?"

On the other side, Ning Zhuo received one warning message after another from Sun Lingtong.

"Boss Sun!"

"Boss is in danger again."

Ning Zhuo was so startled he interrupted his cultivation and stood up from his meditation cushion.

"Soul-Devouring Sect, Luo Shang, a Nascent Soul-level ghost general..."

"Non-Empty Gate, Yang Chanyu, damn it, she is Elder Qing's beloved disciple and the main hostile faction to Boss Sun within the Non-Empty Gate."

"Terrible, terrible!"

Ning Zhuo paced in place, head bowed in thought, rapidly considering countermeasures.

"That ghost mist trapped Boss and Yang Chanyu; it was formed from the arm of a Nascent Soul ghost general, which is no small matter."

"Only by activating the Jin Dan-level mechanical ape will I have the best hope of saving Boss!"

"But the mechanical ape isn't finished yet..."

"If I install the Frenzied Thought Riot Drum now and disguise the lower body, it might barely work!"

Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo hurried to assemble the mechanical ape.

At the summit of Mount Huoshi.

Meng Kui frowned deeply.

"Nascent Soul-level aura?" The direction Meng Kui gazed toward was exactly the underground base where the battle was taking place.

But Meng Kui had no intention of getting up or taking action.

This was because he had simultaneously detected that Zhu Xuanji was in danger!

The matter of Zhu Xuanji gathering three Jin Dan families to explore the bottom of Mount Huoshi had been notified to Meng Kui in person. Since Meng Kui was aware of it, he had to keep an eye on Zhu Xuanji at all times to prevent him from falling into danger and losing his life.

Just as Grandmother Qiushui had to ensure Luo Shang's safety, Meng Kui likewise had to ensure that the royal family member Zhu Xuanji did not die before his eyes.

As for those three Jin Dan families...

Meng Kui was happy to see them all perish!

The Lava Immortal Palace had made the Meng family's intentions clear, and the three forces had already fully leaned toward Zhu Xuanji.

Meng Kui could not attack Zhu Xuanji, nor could he directly attack these three Jin Dan families, but he could choose not to save them.

"I only need to save Zhu Xuanji." Meng Kui had already sensed that Zhu Xuanji was in danger.

He thought for a moment, summoned Chi Dun and Fei Si, and ordered them to investigate the location where the Nascent Soul-level aura appeared.

Fei Si provided support from the outside, while Chi Dun bypassed the city defense array, explored all the way to the bottom, and discovered the underground base.

He broke into it and saw the vortex-like, surging, massive ghost mist.

As soon as Chi Dun approached, a powerful lust rose in his heart, making his breathing heavy, his eyes turn red, and he desperately wanted to vent his carnal desires.

"Nascent Soul-level means!"

Chi Dun was unwilling to give up; after retreating to a safe distance, he tried using spell attacks, but the effect was negligible.

And within the surging ghost mist, Yang Chanyu had already been struck.

Her face was like a peach blossom, her gaze filled with tenderness that seemed ready to drip, and she giggled foolishly as she ran toward Sun Lingtong.

Sun Lingtong shouted: "Don't, don't come over here!"

Yang Chanyu: "Stinky kid, stop running."

"We already have a marriage contract, why are you shy?"

"Stop running, come into sister's arms!"

Sun Lingtong's face was filled with terror, the fear in his heart even stronger than during the fight just now.

He charged at the ghost mist, but the mist was extremely tough and solid, not something he, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, could break through.

"Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo, where are you?"

"Come quickly to save me!"

"If you're any later, I'm going to lose my chastity."

The ghost mist isolated the inside from the outside; even though Sun Lingtong had Ning Zhuo's Life-Thread on him, he could not transmit messages.

"Boss, hold on!" Ning Zhuo had already arrived at another secret underground base, assembling the Jin Dan-level mechanical ape with all his might.

"Boss, you must hold on." Ning Zhuo did not know the inside story of the ghost mist; the scene he imagined was Yang Chanyu, like Qi Bai, subjecting Sun Lingtong to brutal interrogation and cruel torture.