Chapter 460: Sutong Appears to Block Guihua

A pungent, scorched stench rushed toward them; Guihua was merely startled for a moment, then twisted her body and kicked Long Qi and Xin Yi away.

The wound on her abdomen was still sizzling, yet Guihua's expression remained unchanged, as if that Thunder Method had not injured her at all.

This was rather strange.

Xin Yi stared intently and saw Guihua tug at her waist, instantly tearing off a layer of skin, yet she remained completely unharmed.

It was Guihua's skin-shedding!

Guihua was skilled in the Shedding Technique; whenever she fell into danger, she could always use it to escape, just as she had done that time at Liu Xia's home.

The force of that kick just now was immense, sending Long Qi flying until he crashed into the palace wall and came to a stop; the Painting Scroll on his back also fell off because the cord snapped.

The Painting Scroll rolled a few times and unfurled on the ground, revealing the beautiful face within; the gloomy palace walls of the Demon Realm seemed to soften significantly.

Seeing this, Long Qi ignored the pain in his ribs and struggled to get up, wanting to retrieve the Painting Scroll.

This was the portrait of Fairy Tumi, Lingxiang's mother; if it were dirtied and Lingxiang found out, she would surely skin him alive.

Long Qi's mind was entirely on the Painting Scroll, completely forgetting Guihua's existence, but how could Guihua let him go?

To Guihua, Long Qi had always been a threat.

A mere practitioner of the Mortal Path had actually managed to shave away her "dread" for no reason; regardless of the cause, there was no reason to let him go.

Just as Long Qi crouched down to pick up the painting, Guihua had already flashed behind him.

Xin Yi was horrified and hurriedly called out a warning; he did not even know how Guihua had done it, only feeling a black shadow flash before his eyes before she vanished.

However, it was too late; before Xin Yi's voice had even faded, Guihua's other sharp claw had already pierced toward Long Qi's spine.

Long Qi felt a chill on his back and instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but he was still caught in the fierce claw wind, his clothes shredded and his flesh torn.

As the pain hit, Long Qi secretly thought it was bad, yet although his back was injured, not much blood seeped out.

Firstly, Long Qi had a Hanyu Pill in his body, which had already suppressed his blood flow and Qi channels, so even though he had been kicked heavily, he felt immense pain but suffered no substantial damage.

Secondly, the moment Long Qi turned to the side, Guihua saw Fairy Tumi in the painting, and in her moment of distraction, the force in her hand dissipated significantly.

It was actually that slut Tumi!

Even after dying, this slut could still haunt the Demon Realm like a lingering ghost!

If the Venerable One were to see...

If the Venerable One were to see...

Looking at the person in the painting, rage surged into her heart; Guihua didn't even think before reaching out to tear the Painting Scroll to shreds.

Guihua's hatred for Fairy Tumi was enough to drive her into a frenzy, even if it were just a painting.

Long Qi, who had rolled to the side, saw this and hurriedly got up to snatch it back, but Guihua's hands were already pulling at the Painting Scroll.

Oh no!

That in the painting is...

Long Qi was greatly alarmed, but no matter how panicked he was, he was too far away to help.

At this critical moment, a pair of hands reached out from the painting and firmly gripped Guihua's wrists.

Before Guihua could react, a foot also reached out from the painting and kicked her fiercely.

Guihua was kicked a distance of a zhang away, and a person stepped out from the painting—it was Sutong.

Xin Yi did not know what had happened on Qingwei Peak, so the moment he saw Sutong, his heart sank—

Sutong was an extremely formidable demon; one Guihua was already hard enough to deal with, and now with her added, he feared today would not end well.

Their grudge with Sutong could not be explained in a few words; after all, they had overturned her dojo...

However, Sutong said nothing more, only glancing sideways at Long Qi from the corner of her eye, and after a long while, she snorted from her nose: "If you drop the painting again, I will cut off your hands!"

Long Qi bared his teeth, repeatedly saying he wouldn't dare, and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully roll up the Painting Scroll, tidy the silk cords, and then cautiously strapped it back onto his back.

This Senior Sister Sutong is not someone to be trifled with...

Long Qi was simultaneously grateful for Sutong's timely appearance and secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

This Painting Scroll was of the utmost importance and could not suffer the slightest mishap, otherwise, he would fail Lingxiang's painstaking plan.

Seeing that Sutong seemed to have no ill intent, Xin Yi was full of confusion and leaned toward Long Qi, but the latter only grinned and shook his head, not saying a single extra word.

How could he dare...

After being sucked into the Painting Scroll on Qingwei Peak, besides learning about the events of that year from Fairy Tumi's own mouth, he had also followed Fairy Tumi's instructions and practiced with Sutong for a long time.

That period of time really couldn't be summed up in a few words of suffering; this Sutong, how should he put it...

She was neither as gentle as Fairy Tumi nor as amiable as Lingxiang; she was fierce and grumpy, and whenever she spoke to Long Qi, she was always cold and distant, as if Long Qi owed her hundreds of taels.

!

Wasn't it just overturning her cave dwelling? Was there a need to hold such a grudge? At the time, they hadn't known the inside story, so it was just a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple, wasn't it?

Besides, although Lingxiang hadn't gone to Sutong's cave, she had been a part of it too...

Hiss!

Thinking of this, Long Qi seemed to understand something.

Lingxiang had insisted it was a sect trial and that as an Elder, she shouldn't interfere too much; now that he thought about it, she must have known the truth and deliberately avoided it.

Hiss!

What a cunning little girl!

Long Qi was lost in thought when he heard Sutong's sharp shout; he hurriedly snapped back to reality, pretending he hadn't been thinking of anything.

Sutong let out a cold snort from her nose and then ordered: "Leave this slut to me; you go quickly to save the Junior Sister."

Who? Junior Sister?

Xin Yi was baffled and looked at Long Qi again: Who is her Junior Sister?

Long Qi only wrinkled his nose and shook his head again, still not saying a single word.

He really didn't dare...

Guihua listened to these words and laughed, as if she had heard the greatest joke in the world:

"What a big mouth! What kind of thing are you? Just based on you?"

Sutong only swept a cold glance at Guihua, then said to Long Qi: "Still not rolling away? Are you waiting for me to invite you?"

Long Qi nodded hurriedly, rushed to Longyuan's side, drew his long sword and shouldered it, then pulled Xin Yi and prepared to leave.

But how could Guihua let Long Qi go?

Guihua's figure flickered, and she whipped her long lash over; Long Qi and Xin Yi hurriedly dodged, but were blocked by Sutong standing in front of them.

Sutong firmly gripped Guihua's long lash, not affected in the slightest by the Demon Miasma.

As a viper, being of the utmost yin and poison, even the heavenly gods would take a detour upon seeing one, so how could she fear mere Demon Miasma Poison?

"Senior Martial Sister, amazing!"

Long Qi poked his head out and gave a thumbs-up in flattery, but only received a "Get lost" from Sutong.

"Alrighty!" Long Qi shrugged, responded readily, and pulled Xin Yi away.

Yet just at this moment, a series of ghostly howls and wolfish wails came from Yinxu Hall.

"Grandma! Help! Master! Where are you!"

It was the voice of Adao.

Long Qi and Xin Yi exchanged a look and hurriedly dashed toward Yinxu Hall.

What kind of mischief is this little brat up to again? Wasn't he rescued by Elder Donghui?