Chapter 734

Unlike Ning Zhuo acted as soon as he said he would, repeatedly unleashing soul techniques.

Pan Si Niangzi had long been under someone else's control, unable to move, and could only let these techniques fall upon her.

After a round of soul techniques was unleashed, Unlike Ning Zhuo was silent again.

Pan Si Niangzi, however, revealed a hint of excitement and certainty, staring at Unlike Ning Zhuo: "Little Young Master, is this all the means you have? I just saw that you failed to unleash many soul techniques; is it okay? Are you injured?"

Pan Si Niangzi feigned concern, but was actually mocking him.

Unlike Ning Zhuo smiled slightly, not provoked, his tone calm: "There are three layers of protection on your soul. One layer is the Spider Silk Soul-Binding, one layer is a Star Path technique that can divert attacks and vital points. The final layer is a magic treasure screen that triggers the power of a demoness. Am I correct?"

Pan Si Niangzi's expression was calm, but her heart was like a giant rock had been thrown into it.

Unlike Ning Zhuo had guessed it completely!

The Spider Silk Soul-Binding was because she was a spider demon herself, using her own spider silk mixed with other materials to unleash a defensive technique; once unleashed, it could be maintained for a long time.

The Star Path technique was called the "Palace-Shifting and Dipper-Changing Art," and it was a protective means bestowed upon Pan Si Niangzi by a demonic giant of the Heavenly Star Palace, to whom she had actively offered herself, and because she served him well.

The final magic treasure screen was called the "Female Weaving Brocade Screen." Pan Si Niangzi had once had a deep exchange with a master artifact refiner, and at the cost of her own beauty, using her own spider silk as the main material, she had the master artifact refiner refine this demonic screen, which was her strongest trump card for self-protection.

Although Pan Si Niangzi had been designated as a slave, her magic treasures had not been taken away. This was the sincerity Che Zhuzi showed to Unlike Ning Zhuo.

When Pan Si Niangzi came to Unlike Ning Zhuo's side, Unlike Ning Zhuo only simply took away her storage equipment, as well as the magic treasures and artifacts on the surface.

After a brief inspection, finding nothing unusual, he placed them in the storage cabin of the "Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon."

It was this probing that caused Unlike Ning Zhuo to trigger the Female Weaving Brocade Screen hidden in Pan Si Niangzi's own Spirit Sea Upper Lower Dantian, thus learning of it.

Pan Si Niangzi did not expect that she would be so easily exposed by Unlike Ning Zhuo, revealing all her trump cards.

For a moment, she could only force herself to remain calm: "Don't panic, don't panic! He is still just scaring me; even if he knows, what can he do?"

"The Spirit Sea is vast; can he find the small Female Weaving Brocade Screen from my Upper Lower Dantian?"

"This magic treasure is my strongest trump card!"

The next moment, Unlike Ning Zhuo said: "Pan Si Niangzi, I order you to hand over the magic treasure screen hidden in your Spirit Sea and offer it to me." Pan Si Niangzi hurriedly agreed: "Yes."

The slave contract made her unable to resist in body or mind, but when she used her spiritual sense to control the Female Weaving Brocade Screen, she was met with refusal.

This magic treasure triggered the great power of the Female Heavenly Demon and could be considered a spiritual treasure.

Of course, this was fundamentally different from a treasure giving birth to a spirit.

When the Female Weaving Brocade Screen realized its own crisis, it directly refused Pan Si Niangzi and remained hidden in her Spirit Sea Upper Lower Dantian, with no intention of coming out to take risks.

Usually, in such a disobedient situation, Pan Si Niangzi would definitely be angry. But now that she was trapped, she was instead incredibly delighted that this situation had occurred.

Pan Si Niangzi smiled and spread her hands to Unlike Ning Zhuo: "Little Young Master, look, I don't want this either. I was obedient, but my magic treasure is not obedient; what can I do?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo thought to himself: "This situation is indeed a bit troublesome."

The trouble was not that he had no means to deal with Pan Si Niangzi, but that these means were all newly mastered by him, and he had no practical experience whatsoever.

After thinking for a while, Unlike Ning Zhuo took out a pine tree.

This was a spiritual wood, at the Foundation Establishment level.

Unlike Ning Zhuo had previously planned to cultivate "Literary Pine" and "Martial Pine" in the cabin of the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, so that in the future, he could always have a place to utilize his Pine Wave Nourishing Qi Gong.

This Literary Pine was one of the results of Chef Lao's purchases outside.

Unlike Ning Zhuo, in front of Pan Si Niangzi, cut off many branches of the pine tree, then unleashed Five Elements magic power, summoning Five Elements fire to burn the branches, forming small bells.

He shook the spiritual bell at the Literary Pine.

The bell was silent, but it could vibrate the tree soul of the Literary Pine.

Immediately, various feelings were deeply felt by Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Thirst.

The fine roots of the Literary Pine drilled through the granite, urgently searching for water veins underground. Its "toes" drilled bitterly in the crevices of the rock layer, finally finding a mineral vein. The underground water containing iron water was drawn out by its roots, tasting like bloody fish.

Heavy.

In the deep cold winter, several consecutive blizzards covered the branches and leaves of the pine tree with thick snow.

The treetops had been severely bent, as if one could hear the groaning of the fibers stretched to the limit. Suddenly, an old branch snapped, and the snow scattered, allowing the pine tree to release its weight and pressure in an instant.

Numb!

Thunder struck the Literary Pine; at this moment, the world turned into a sheet of white incandescence. The crown of the tree turned into charcoal in the thunderstorm, and the lightning seeped into the depths of the trunk, branding itself into the growth rings.

The Nine Nether Bone-Asking Bell focused on perceiving the target's feelings, whether they were current or deep in their memories.

This was essentially an auxiliary artifact that could awaken the target's unforgettable deep feelings during battle, thereby interfering with their rational thinking, causing them to sink into old emotions and reveal huge flaws.

Each wooden bell could only be shaken for at most a dozen breaths before it rapidly disintegrated, turning into wood shavings.

Unlike Ning Zhuo used up all these wooden bells, then closed his eyes for a few dozen breaths before slowly opening them.

He glanced at Pan Si Niangzi, whose complexion had clearly turned ugly.

Unlike Ning Zhuo smiled slightly, first treating the Literary Pine a few times, then stuffing it back into the storage cabin of the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon.

"Pan Si Niangzi, what do you think of my Nine Nether Bone-Asking Bell?"

Pan Si Niangzi gritted her teeth; she knew clearly: this means was essentially taking materials on the spot, and the bells refined could communicate with the bottom of the heart, awakening the deepest feelings.

To unleash it on her, one only needed to extract her bones and refine them; the power would definitely be several times stronger than the wooden bells!

After all, the name of this move was the Nine Nether Bone-Asking Bell, not the Wood-Asking Bell.

And because it connected from the bottom of the heart, Pan Si Niangzi's three layers of means had no way to fully cover and protect her.

Seeing Pan Si Niangzi's expression change slightly, Unlike Ning Zhuo knew she was starting to get nervous.

He smiled slightly and took out a spiritual sparrow, possessing Foundation Establishment cultivation. This was also purchased by Chef Lao.

Unlike Ning Zhuo changed to a technique and unleashed it on the spiritual sparrow, a soul technique—Soul Cicada Shedding!

Magic power was consumed, acting on the spiritual sparrow's soul, causing the outer layer of its soul to rapidly change, forming armor-like cicada skin. The spiritual sparrow fluttered in Unlike Ning Zhuo's palm, very uncomfortable.

Unlike Ning Zhuo mobilized his spiritual sense and tore fiercely, ripping off the outer cicada skin of the spiritual sparrow's soul.

The spiritual sparrow suddenly let out a sharp screech, conveying intense pain, making Pan Si Niangzi's brow jump fiercely!

Unlike Ning Zhuo picked up this sparrow soul cicada skin, held it in his hand, and actively absorbed it.

The cicada skin was like ice turning into water, rapidly dissolving and vanishing.

Unlike Ning Zhuo, however, obtained segments of vivid images.

Wrapped in a wet, sticky eggshell, it was bone-chillingly cold. It pecked with all its might, and from the crack, blinding daylight penetrated, piercing through the dark world.

It couldn't open its eyes, and intense hunger prompted it to open its mouth and chirp messily. Then, a soft meat tumor was stuffed into its mouth, carrying the earthy smell of earthworms and the sour rot of the mother sparrow's crop.

During its first attempt at flying, it stumbled against a mountain rock, its tender feathers broke, and blood gushed out.

Hiding among the branches, a wild cat suddenly pounced; in the split second between life and death, it puffed its feathers and flew away, so scared that its feces uncontrollably fell onto the wild cat's head.

The Soul Cicada Shedding technique was actually a means for cultivators to temper their own state of mind. It could restore all the hardships and pain suffered by the cultivator throughout their life, allowing the cultivator to savor them and draw lessons.

Unlike Ning Zhuo succeeded in his trial and smiled again at Pan Si Niangzi: "How about this technique?"

Pan Si Niangzi forced herself to squeeze out a smile, still stubbornly holding on: "Little Young Master, you should know that I am not some spiritual plant, nor am I some spiritual sparrow."

This demonic demon cultivator had completely lost her previous arrogance.

She knew clearly: Soul Cicada Shedding and the Nine Nether Bone-Asking Bell could both avoid her protective means and steal her layers of skills.

Unlike Ning Zhuo unleashed a technique to treat the spiritual sparrow and put it away.

He looked at Pan Si Niangzi and sighed: "People in the demonic path are stubborn and unyielding. Very well, I can only take action and teach you a good lesson."

Pan Si Niangzi forced herself to remain calm and puffed out her chest: "Come on!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo revealed a serious expression and, in front of Pan Si Niangzi, slowly unleashed a third, different soul technique—the Three Soul Spinning Wheel Art!

Pan Si Niangzi's body shuddered as if struck by electricity, then tightened like a bowstring.

The Tai Guang soul, Shuang Ling soul, and You Jing soul vibrated at the same moment, and were then forcibly extracted by a strange force.

The intense pain made Pan Si Niangzi's pupils shrink, her complexion pale, and she couldn't help but open her mouth, emitting a moan full of pain: "

Ah—..."

The Tai Guang soul was the first to be extracted from her body, turning into pieces of plain snow brocade before her eyes. The brocade surface diffused bursts of ice mist.

Subsequently, the Shuang Ling soul was twisted into blood threads, as bright as rouge, inserted into the plain snow brocade, constantly weaving, and the ice mist rapidly diminished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, when the ice mist completely disappeared, the purple miasma gauze transformed from the You Jing soul spread out, covering the entire red-and-white brocade until the purple poison miasma was completely absorbed by the brocade.

Eventually, a piece of soul cloth mixed with red, white, and purple colors gradually took shape.

Intense pain came continuously.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's ten fingers flew, constantly manipulating it.

Pan Si Niangzi was convulsing from the pain of the soul technique and could no longer stand, collapsing directly onto the ground.

"Ngh—!" Her fingernails dug into the ground, scraping out white marks; she was in so much pain she was about to collapse, sweat dampening her hair and sticking to her skin.

She rolled her eyes, nearly fainting on the spot.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stopped unleashing the technique, glanced at the three-colored soul cloth floating in mid-air, and then cast his calm gaze toward Pan Si Niangzi: "Demon cultivator, have you received enough of a lesson? Do you still want to resist?"

Pan Si Niangzi's chest heaved violently, panting heavily, and she said weakly to Unlike Ning Zhuo: "I—I'm almost killed by you.

You might as well just kill me!"

The intense pain had ignited her ruthlessness and anger; at this moment, she wished she could perish together with Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed: "Since you are still so stubbornly resisting, then don't blame me."

He reached out a finger and pointed at the three-colored soul cloth.

The next moment, the soul cloth ignited without fire.

Burning Boat Soul-Crossing Art!

The soul cloth burned violently, turning into a small boat in the flames.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul escaped, leaped lightly, and threw itself onto the boat.

Waves of memories rushed into his soul like a river, as if Unlike Ning Zhuo had experienced them personally!

In a mountain valley, the Pan Si Niangzi, who had not yet transformed, was being hunted down.

A white-clad youth laughed loudly: "Stop running; if you run again, I'll kill you. Just be my demon pet obediently; what's wrong with that?"

During an adventure, Pan Si Niangzi accidentally ate a heavenly treasure and successfully transformed.

Looking at the naked Pan Si Niangzi, the white-clad youth was dumbfounded, his face blushing: "Little Pan Si, you actually look so beautiful!"

The middle-aged cultivator's face could vaguely be seen with the spirited appearance of the youth.

He was severely injured and dying; before he died, he actively dissolved Pan Si Niangzi's demon pet contract: "Niangzi, I'm not going to make it. Before I die, I have a question. I forcibly abducted you; do you blame me or not?"

Pan Si Niangzi shook her head, tears streaming down; her palms blocked the middle-aged cultivator's wound, but no matter what, she couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.

The middle-aged cultivator smiled, looking at Pan Si Niangzi with pity: "We are trapped by the enemy, our supplies exhausted. If you eat me, you will have the strength, and perhaps you can escape—"

The middle-aged cultivator completely lost his breath.

Pan Si Niangzi wept: "Young Master! You forgot, I once promised you, I will never eat humans."

The enemy opened the trap formation, only to see Pan Si Niangzi sitting blankly on the ground, motionless, her face ashen. The middle-aged man had already been burned to ashes.

The enemy was first angry, then seeing Pan Si Niangzi's appearance, couldn't help but curl his lips, lifting Pan Si Niangzi's chin: "

Yo, not bad looks."

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Pan Si Niangzi endured humiliation, willing to die, acting as an inside agent, using spider silk to pierce the enemy's heart on the bed, successfully taking revenge.

The female demon cultivator who utilized her suddenly felt a sense of pity and rescued Pan Si Niangzi.

Pan Si Niangzi was brought into the Female Demon Sect, practicing with devotion.

Threads of spider silk pierced enemies, and spells of magic seduced all living things.

"Why don't you eat?" the accompanying tiger demon asked.

Pan Si Niangzi had a cold look on her face: "I don't eat humans."

The seniors of the Demon Sect saw this scene and thought: "This spider demon is interesting." Thus, they secretly gave her pointers and taught her formation techniques.

The soul cloth burned to extinction, Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul returned to his body, and for a moment he was silent, his gaze toward Pan Si Niangzi becoming complex.

From the memories he obtained, Pan Si Niangzi was just toyed with by fate, drifting from place to place many times. She acted more as a victim than a perpetrator.

Not eating humans was her principle.

Many times, she was forced by circumstances, with nowhere to turn. Many evil reputations were also brought about by being framed, being wanted, and people repeating what others said.

"For the sake of survival, for the sake of revenge, fighting back is also understandable."

"She has been captured by the strong and forced to act as a slave too many times. Most of her evil deeds were also done under orders."

Unlike Ning Zhuo did not investigate intelligence related to Ban Ji, but instead learned about Pan Si Niangzi's past, unexpectedly discovering that this demoness was not as sinful as he had imagined.

And Pan Si Niangzi's pupils shrank, her face pale as she looked at Unlike Ning Zhuo, terrified: "Burning, Burning Boat Soul-Crossing Art?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo revealed a smile: "You do have some knowledge."

Pan Si Niangzi was completely terrified; she knew that if it were unleashed on her, her soul would completely become fuel until it was completely burned away.

"No, don't—" she pleaded.

The previous hatred and anger had been replaced by the will to survive.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

"It's my fault, spare my life, spare my life."

"I am your slave, I am your dog; if you spare my life, I will be loyal to you, I can do anything, I am willing to do anything!"