Chapter 337: He Is Not a Stranger

Cold-white flowing light swiftly swept across the sky of the Thousand Demon Cave.

Behind him, Feng Huasheng pursued relentlessly.

Even if he died, he absolutely could not let that treacherous villain profit.

However, the scent of egg fluid on Feng Huasheng's body was clearly more capable of attracting the Demon Emperor's attention than a snake egg stored within a storage treasure.

Once caught by the Crimson Heart Demon Emperor, that woman would truly escape!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Feng Huasheng's breathing grew rapid; as his emotions fluctuated, another cold, sharp sword light slashed toward him from ahead.

He was momentarily careless and took that sword light head-on.

His entire body plummeted downward a few more steps.

"Shameless scum!"

Feng Huasheng finally could not hold back a hoarse roar.

His voice was deafening and quickly spread to the surroundings.

Just as despair rose in his heart.

A slightly teasing voice responded: "Young Friend Feng, why are you in such a wretched state?"

Hearing this, Feng Huasheng froze for a moment, then his face lit up with wild joy.

Ahead, the cold-white flowing light slowly came to a halt.

Before her, two figures clad in black-and-white long robes stood suspended on flying swords.

The two watched the scene with great interest, their gazes landing on Jiang Qiulan's calm face.

"Senior Zhang! Senior Liu!"

Feng Huasheng was like someone seeing his own father; he almost kowtowed to the two right there in the sky: "You must seek justice for Huasheng! This woman explored the Demon Emperor's cave with us, first monopolizing the benefits, then slaying my Dao companion... I implore you to save Huasheng's life; in the future, I will certainly repay you with my own life."

"Tsk."

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan slowly shook his head: "I never expected a young friend to be such a vicious person."

Liu Jingyuan casually waved his palm, enveloping the black-robed Miss.

The two appeared to have gained much and were in good spirits.

"..."

Jiang Qiulan silently watched the flowing light beside her, her eyes showing even greater exhaustion.

Clearly, the cultivation of these two far exceeded her understanding.

When she left Great Qian, she had already considered how difficult the path of a loose cultivator would be and had always been prepared for death.

Thus, she had been cautious and careful all the way, daring not to relax even a fraction.

But when this day truly arrived, it still made one feel somewhat melancholy.

She did not waste energy arguing about anything.

Even though she had seen Feng Huasheng and Zhuo Ya's malicious intentions first, leading to the previous scene.

But she was the one who struck first after all.

Because with her strength and background, once she let others strike first, there might be no chance to resist anymore; this was the situation faced by loose cultivators.

Moreover, these two cultivators from Xuan Guang Cave clearly knew Feng Huasheng.

Within the cloud curtain of the sky at this moment.

Yu Chaoan recalled his earlier words and felt slightly emotional: "This is luck and connections."

Even though Feng Huasheng had fallen into a death trap.

He could still turn defeat into victory with such a ridiculous scene.

Speaking, he looked at his senior brother: "Tell me, isn't she asking for it?"

"I do not wish to reason with a Bai Chi."

Tong Xinchuan gazed indifferently at the scene below.

The one surnamed Yu was raised in pampering since childhood, a genuine scion of a noble family, and with his outstanding intelligence and talent, he joined Mount Wutong without any obstacles.

In his eyes, there was only right and wrong, good and evil.

"I'm bored."

Tong Xinchuan withdrew his gaze: "I'm going back."

"You just can't stand seeing evil people receive evil retribution," Yu Chaoan rolled his eyes.

"I just dislike the Bai Chi from Xuan Guang Cave, just like you," Tong Xinchuan glanced at him and sneered.

If it were not for the rules set by the Eldest Senior Sister, he would have truly saved this woman today.

"..."

Yu Chaoan clicked his tongue and looked down.

To be honest, the malicious intentions of that Dao couple were also obvious; all three were of the same kind, and he would be unhappy no matter who won.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth but made no sound.

At the same time.

A cold voice sounded in Jiang Qiulan's ear: "If you are willing to admit your fault, in consideration of Zhu Shixiong Nie's sake, I will save your life. As a price, you must hand over the snake egg and abandon any thought of entering True Person Ling Xi's sect."

Admit fault.

Jiang Qiulan did not raise her eyes to look at the sky, nor did she show the slightest surprise.

That someone from Mount Wutong was here was an answer that required no thought.

She did not feel she had done anything wrong.

"..."

Jiang Qiulan slowly closed her eyes, the cold light on her body growing ever more intense.

She slowly exhaled: "Hoo."

Within the cage formed by flowing light, she was as weak as a canary.

But at this moment, this bird still did not bow its head; instead, it chose to ruffle its feathers.

"If I am not mistaken, this young lady of the Hunyuan Realm seems intent on fighting us to the death?"

Zhang Mingxuan raised an eyebrow in surprise, then revealed a playful smile.

"Senior Zhang, the Crimson Heart Snake Emperor is about to arrive; please swiftly slay this woman, and Hua Sheng will be deeply grateful!"

Feng Huasheng looked back with some anxiety.

Hearing this, the two cultivators from Xuan Guang Cave's faces changed slightly, though they were not overly fearful.

They were both mid-stage Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivators; working together, even if they could not defeat the Snake Emperor, they would not suffer too great a loss.

However, there was indeed no need to drag this out any longer.

"What, does she disdain to pay you any mind?"

Tong Xinchuan suddenly halted his body, looking at Yu Chaoan mockingly.

"..."

Yu Chaoan clenched his fist.

He had never expected this woman to possess such stubbornness.

Watching as Jiang Qiulan gathered her momentum, preparing to crash into that cage of flowing light.

Yu Chaoan still chose to withdraw his gaze.

Those who refuse to change their deadly nature are not worth saving.

"Lacking a bit of background, so she must die?"

Tong Xinchuan finally extended his long fingers, but just then, he slowly furrowed his brows.

Watching helplessly as Jiang Qiulan crashed into the cage of flowing light in a desperate, life-or-death struggle!

The next moment, a sound of shattering quietly rang out.

The cage was instantly crushed.

Cold frost and flowing light fell into a giant golden palm, revealing the figure of the black-robed Miss once more; she looked up, somewhat dazed.

The Golden Body Dharma Image, six zhang and seven tall, stood like a high tower.

A dark-golden feathered cloak swayed gently.

It silently looked at the Miss in its hand.

Jiang Qiulan met its gaze, a hint of confusion surging in her clear eyes.

She did not recall knowing such a powerful Yin Spirit cultivator.

No one at Mount Wutong would cultivate the Golden Body Dharma Image.

As if remembering something.

Jiang Qiulan suddenly turned and looked toward the distance.

There, in front of the two Xuan Guang Cave experts, a robe of ink surged, the figure upright and familiar.

Beneath slightly fluttering hair, the eyes were black and deep.

Gone were the scarlet and killing aura of days past.

But upon his body, there radiated a mighty momentum that soared to the heavens, terrifying enough to make one's heart race!

Merely being enveloped by the aftershocks of this momentum, Feng Huasheng felt suffocation once more: "..."

"It seems he is not the only one with a background."

Golden threads issued from Tong Xinchuan's fingertips, yet his expression grew ever more strange.

With such a Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivator nearby, and even a Golden Body Dharma Image, before the two of them could act, he had not perceived even the slightest thing.

"No wonder she ignored you."

"I!" Yu Chaoan's face twisted: "Damn it, this Daoist has seen him! And that Golden Body... last time it wasn't this tall!"

Wasn't this the young fellow who took the Ghost-Tail Spear!

(End of this chapter)