Chapter 125: Thunder Clouds Overhead, Arriving on Treading Clouds

"How do you explain this?!" Xiaobai was greatly alarmed and hurriedly asked Ajin, but Ajin only gazed at the high mountains and steep ridges, remaining motionless and offering no reply.

Xiaobai could not wait for him and was about to jump off the railing to pull at him, when a Yellow Talisman flew over; fortunately, he dodged in time, though he nearly had his clothes burned—the Talisman had grazed the corner of his garment as it flew past.

"Who dares to ambush this seat!" Xiaobai said, preparing to turn around.

But the moment he stood steady, two more Yellow Talismans came flying toward his face.

This time he could not dodge; he hurriedly gathered his Qi and let out a roar, and instantly, Spirit Qi erupted from his body, shattering the two Talismans, which drifted away like fallen leaves in an autumn wind.

"Member of the Demon Race, how dare you violate our Yuanqing Sect! Give me your life!" Donghui Zhenren was seen shouting as he flew over and struck with his palm. Xiaobai raised his hand, intending to receive the move, only to discover that the person approaching was but a phantom!

It was actually Donghui Zhenren's Cup Bow Snake Shadow, while his true self was currently behind Xiaobai; watching the palm descend, it...

It struck empty air!

"I wondered who it was; so it is the Fourth Elder of the Yuanqing Sect," a light laugh from Xiaobai came from the rooftop at this moment. "To think you would play such tricks of illusion before this seat; you should have probed to see who this seat is!"

Saying this, he turned his palm into a claw and flew down.

Donghui Zhenren could not react in time; by the time he channeled his technique to resist, the white-furred fox claw had already reached his face!

Lingxiang finally found a music score; although it was not the one she had originally wanted, it would at least suffice for now.

In any case, they were all music scores; wouldn't it be the same no matter how one played them?

That "Prisoner Ox Lying to Listen to Wind-Blowing Rain" was a top-tier Spirit Treasure; since it was in her hands, she certainly couldn't let it go to waste.

Long Qi and the other two, carrying a jumble of cultivation manuals and books, followed Lingxiang—who was empty-handed—out of the steps of Langhuan Pavilion.

However, upon stepping outside, all they saw was Mu Chen kneeling beside a table. Lingxiang was greatly surprised and hurried forward to ask, to which Mu Chen replied tearfully:

"J-just now... just now Master returned... said... said I couldn't distinguish good from bad, and punished me... punished me to kneel and reflect on my mistakes..."

Couldn't distinguish good from bad? How could he not distinguish good from bad? Lingxiang hurriedly told him to stand up and asked, but Mu Chen said he dared not.

"The person that Martial Aunt brought earlier left a plate of fruit. When Master returned and saw it, he said that person was a demon creature and chased after them. I don't know where he is now..."

Lingxiang was shocked upon hearing this; this was bad, she had forgotten about Brother Donghui's abilities!

Brother Donghui was well-versed in the secret technique of Seeing Micro and Knowing Through; within the sect, besides the Dust-Peering Mirror, only Brother Donghui could achieve this!

Lingxiang hurriedly asked Mu Chen where Donghui Zhenren was, but Mu Chen only knew that his master had rushed behind Langhuan Pavilion; as for where he went, he did not know.

Seeing the fox claw close to his face, Donghui Zhenren felt not the slightest panic. He gathered his Qi with a shout and leaped, retreating backward, his hands moving incessantly as he formed a Thunder Formula in an instant.

At this moment, Donghui Zhenren twisted his body, dodging the pursuing Xiaobai. Xiaobai, seeing Donghui Zhenren dodge, was about to turn and strike, but his whole body went stiff and unable to move.

He cast his gaze downward; he did not know when, but Donghui Zhenren had laid down a Spirit Binding Array, and he was now trapped within this Dharma Array.

"Good lad, you actually laid a trap here early on, deliberately revealing a flaw to lure me into the array!"

Donghui Zhenren, having locked the Thunder Formula, sneered upon hearing this: "When facing the likes of you Demon Race, one must naturally calculate a few steps ahead!"

Xiaobai was trapped in the array and faced a disadvantage, yet Ajin remained completely unmoved, standing with his arms crossed as if watching a play.

"You plague-ridden black cat, I'm in such a state and you just sit by and watch; what kind of friend are you!"

Ajin merely shrugged, his expression remaining indifferent, as if to say: What does it have to do with me...

Donghui Zhenren was startled in his heart upon hearing this; this Ajin was a Divine Envoy, how could he be friends with a demon creature? But before he could think further, Spirit Qi erupted from Xiaobai's body within the Spirit Binding Array, his face turning ferocious and his form shifting...

He was about to reveal his true form!

Seeing this, Donghui Zhenren hurriedly closed his eyes, held his breath, and focused his mind, chanting a Dharma Technique.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered above the Spirit Binding Array, thunder rolled within the clouds, and purple light flashed.

Donghui Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, which seemed filled with heavenly thunder and also shimmered with purple light. He let out a roar: "Pulling Demon Heavenly Thunder!"

Then, bolts of purple thunder struck down, crashing into the Spirit Binding Array with a deafening, continuous boom that could be heard even by Shangqing Zhenren and Qianyuan Zhenren far away at Wuji Hall on Kuncheng Peak.

"That is the Fourth Junior Brother's Pulling Demon Heavenly Thunder," Qianyuan Zhenren said, greatly surprised, and hurriedly asked Shangqing Zhenren: "Why would he use this witchcraft at this time?"

Shangqing Zhenren was also extremely shocked, his usual calm and collected demeanor completely gone—the last time he had seen Donghui Zhenren use the Pulling Demon Heavenly Thunder technique was thirteen years ago when the Demon Lord invaded. Could it be that something had happened now?

Furthermore, as these purple thunderbolts fell, not to mention the booming sounds, the continuous flashes of lightning were enough to dazzle one's eyes.

The thunder struck for the duration of half a cup of tea before stopping. Donghui Zhenren closed his eyes to withdraw the technique, and when he opened them again to look, in the array...

Xiaobai was safe and sound within the array, but he had transformed into human form, and in his arms he held...

It was Lingxiang!

Lingxiang's face was twisted in pain, and in her hand, she clutched a brown object. Donghui Zhenren looked closely and saw it was a piece of Thunder Wood!

This was a Spirit Treasure from Elder Zhaoming's Diancang Hall; to think Lingxiang had gotten her hands on it. The barrage of Pulling Demon Heavenly Thunder just now must have been completely drawn away by it. But Lingxiang, she...

Lingxiang's face was now covered in cold sweat. She endured the pain and said to Donghui Zhenren: "I have wanted to witness Fourth Senior Brother's Pulling Demon Heavenly Thunder technique since I was young, but you were never willing to display it for me. Seeing it today, it is indeed formidable; even holding this piece of Thunder Wood, the web between my thumb and index finger is numb and aching."

Donghui Zhenren was greatly alarmed, and Ajin, standing to the side, also showed a panicked expression. The purple thunderbolts just now were extremely powerful; they were a Mysterious Dao Method. If Lingxiang had rushed in like that and something had gone wrong, she might have lost her life here!

Donghui Zhenren hurriedly moved to check on her, but Xiaobai's body radiated a biting chill, baring his teeth at him and revealing a fox-like appearance.

Seeing this, Lingxiang hurriedly comforted him: "I'm fine, don't worry. It has nothing to do with Fourth Senior Brother; he certainly wouldn't hurt me. It's just that my leg is aching unbearably, it really... hurts so much..."

It turned out that when Lingxiang saw Xiaobai trapped in the array and Donghui Zhenren's technique about to strike, she had acted in a moment of anxiety and used the Cloud Treading Step. However, her feet had been injured during her previous Spirit-Refining, and she absolutely should not have used such a technique; now, she had injured her tendons and bones.

"I imagine the newly grown bone must have cracked," Lingxiang said jokingly, seeing the tense expressions of the others.

At this moment, Long Qi arrived and happened to hear this. He hurriedly dropped the books in his hand, stepped forward to take off Lingxiang's boot, and lifted the lining to look, feeling a sudden shock and a sharp pain in his heart.

The place that had originally been injured was now swollen like a century-old bamboo, which was alarming to behold!

Yet Lingxiang herself did not care at all, only smiling: "I'm afraid I am not fit to move; I suppose I will have to trouble Sixth Senior Brother to make another trip..."