Chapter 155: Even if I self-destruct, I won't let you have me! (6k)

When Zhou Qing returned again, Lu Yaoyao hurriedly got up to greet him, her face full of concern and anticipation.

In this half-year, she had almost finished absorbing that wood-attribute supreme-grade spirit stone, not only consolidating her original realm but also steadily moving forward.

Now her strength was much stronger than before, and her whole aura had become more stable.

"We can prepare!" Zhou Qing said solemnly.

Hearing this, Lu Yaoyao's eyes lit up, shining with excitement and determination.

Afterward, the two left and found a place completely away from the Beimang Mine to avoid Old Ghost Elder Xuegu hearing the commotion or Miss Sima Yaoji sending a distress signal, thus coming to support.

After choosing the place, Zhou Qing didn't delay, hurriedly taking out the array materials he had prepared from his storage bag, and began to focus on setting up the *Lei Yan Spirit-Devouring Array*.

He carefully struck each spiritual seal into it to ensure nothing went wrong.

Just like that, it took a full three days for Zhou Qing to finally get everything ready.

"Next will be a life-and-death battle; you might need to help then," Zhou Qing looked at Lu Yaoyao seriously.

Even with spare blood energy and spiritual power, he estimated he would be completely exhausted by then, and there were other variables he couldn't speak of.

Lu Yaoyao nodded firmly, indicating she understood, and said without hesitation: "Don't worry, whatever we do, I will advance and retreat with you."

Hearing this, Zhou Qing felt moved.

Afterward, he instructed her a few more times, and he went to find a way to lure the enemy into the trap.

Watching Zhou Qing's back as he left, Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but sigh: "So cool!"

Who could believe that a Jin Dan stage and a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would dare to be so bold as to join forces to ambush a peak Nascent Soul stage powerhouse?

And this person was one of the five great prodigies of the Cangyan Dao Palace.

Immediately after, she also hurriedly found a hidden place to hide, waiting for the opportunity.

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Zhou Qing, who returned to the Beimang Mine, sneaked in again. After confirming that the person was still there, he left quietly and waited quietly in the surroundings.

And this wait lasted half a month. Just today, he finally saw a familiar figure flying over rapidly.

The woman was wearing a tight-fitting purple-red brocade robe, the neckline opened extremely low, just right to reveal a large area of snow-white skin.

Her face could be called stunning, but because of those long, narrow, and slightly upturned phoenix eyes, it revealed a ruthlessness and cunning in her bones.

This was exactly the same as the woman he saw in the memory of Tian Xiong, the person in charge of the Blood Rock Mine.

"Miss Sima Yaoji—" Zhou Qing's eyes were instantly filled with killing intent.

But suddenly, Miss Sima Yaoji, who had just been about to enter the mine, seemed to notice something, suddenly stopped her figure, and looked suspiciously toward the direction where Zhou Qing was, her eyes full of vigilance.

Zhou Qing immediately restrained his aura, not daring to move at all.

Fortunately, the other party just glanced at it lightly and didn't seem to find anything unusual, so she continued into the mine.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Such keen vigilance!" Zhou Qing frowned, his heart becoming more cautious.

And he still didn't know what the other party's Nascent Soul amplification was.

Just like that, after lurking outside for another five days, he finally saw Miss Sima Yaoji come out again.

But this time, following behind her were more than a hundred people in black robes, acting dull.

Zhou Qing had brought the Youhuang City cave image stone and a newly transformed puppet back to the sect. After research by the Sect Master and others, it could be determined that the transformation of those puppets was actually divided into two parts.

The first part was the embedding of the array, which would make those captured people extremely obedient and obedient, but it was limited to bringing them safely back to the sect. Regardless of their previous cultivation, they were like ordinary puppets at that moment.

And what truly bestowed the soul was the need for a Divine Transformation stage powerhouse to take action and perform the final unknown transformation.

Therefore, Zhou Qing wasn't worried about these black-robed people; in fact, from another perspective, these people would become a burden to Miss Sima Yaoji.

Watching Old Ghost Elder Xuegu waving goodbye in the mine, Zhou Qing quietly withdrew, then circled around from the other side at the fastest speed to "accidentally" bump into Miss Sima Yaoji.

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Miss Sima Yaoji looked at the waterfall in front of her and stretched lightly.

The tight clothes tightened slightly with her movements, outlining an alluring silhouette.

Then she whispered softly, and immediately, the hundred-plus black-robed people behind her stopped in unison, turning around in a uniform motion.

"After walking in such a remote place for so long, I didn't expect such scenery here!"

Miss Sima Yaoji immediately took off the purple-red brocade robe outside, her posture swaying, showing all kinds of charm.

Just as she was about to take off another piece, her eyes narrowed, and she looked toward the horizon.

There, a figure was galloping over.

"That is... Zhou Qing of the Taiqingmen?"

When Miss Sima Yaoji saw the appearance of the person coming, she was stunned at first, then ecstatic, and even subconsciously licked her lips.

It was truly effortless; it seemed someone had chosen the same route as her.

"Meng Xing, Song Yuan, are these gifts sent to me from the underworld? Since so, I won't be polite!"

Miss Sima Yaoji muttered to herself, and a blood-red hook-sickle appeared in her hand.

This sickle emitted an eerie scarlet color, and the handle was made of unknown white bone, with runes flickering on it, giving people a creepy feeling.

And the galloping Zhou Qing, as if noticing something, suddenly controlled his flying sword to stop, hovering in mid-air.

Then he vigilantly took out Po Shang Feng and looked left and right.

"The vigilance is quite high!" A delicate yet cold voice came from below.

Miss Sima Yaoji, carrying the hook-sickle emitting scarlet light, flew up lightly.

Then she stopped steadily, looking at Zhou Qing, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile that was not a smile, like a mandara blooming in the dark night, beautiful but deadly.

And when Zhou Qing saw Miss Sima Yaoji's appearance, his pupils contracted sharply, his eyes full of disbelief, and he was even flustered.

"This fairy, you recognized the wrong person!" Zhou Qing pretended to be calm, dropped this sentence, turned around, and fled forward regardless of everything.

Miss Sima Yaoji snorted coldly, not in a hurry to chase, but first gave the order to let these black-robed people dive into the deep pool under the waterfall to wait, then chased after him like a cat playing with a mouse.

In just a moment, she easily closed the distance between her and Zhou Qing.

"Zhou Qing of the Taiqingmen, you are now a celebrity in my Cangyan Dao Palace. With Jin Dan stage cultivation, you actually made those two idiots Meng Xing and Song Yuan capsize in the gutter. I have to say, you have some means!"

Miss Sima Yaoji's voice echoed leisurely in Zhou Qing's ear, her eyes revealing a hint of playfulness and disdain.

Zhou Qing's face was as pale as paper, constantly changing his flight direction, trying to use the complex terrain to shake off Miss Sima Yaoji behind him.

"This fairy, I really don't know what you're talking about, and I'm not called Zhou Qing. You might have really recognized the wrong person."

Zhou Qing's voice carried obvious panic and trembling, shouting constantly.

"Elder Xuegu said you were cunning, and it seems so now. But it's understandable; surviving, it's not shameful!"

Miss Sima Yaoji said this and immediately launched an attack.

The hook-sickle in her hand suddenly flew out of her hand, sweeping toward Zhou Qing with sharp wind.

Zhou Qing was shocked, hurriedly raising Po Shang Feng in his hand to block in a panic.

As they clashed, sparks flew in an instant, and the sound of metal collision resounded all around.

But the strength gap between the two was huge. Zhou Qing only felt a force like a mountain-collapsing sea rushing over. His body couldn't bear it at all, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Then, using this rebound force, he accelerated again and fled.

"I didn't expect such a rusty iron sword to be so tough. That idiot Song Yuan was cut and poisoned by it because of his arrogance, right!"

Miss Sima Yaoji became interested. After taking back the hook-sickle, a sheet of flame suddenly burst out from behind her, then transformed into fire birds, shooting toward Zhou Qing.

Silver light flickered under Zhou Qing's feet, constantly dodging the explosions of the fire birds. Now he didn't pretend anymore and directly started cursing.

"Pungent bitch, what's there to be proud of? Don't talk about Meng Xing and Song Yuan; as long as you give me time, I'll kill you too!"

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Miss Sima Yaoji laughed loudly.

"I believe this, so I won't give you time to grow up. Let's end it like this!"

Miss Sima Yaoji said this and instantly closed the distance. As the hook-sickle danced, it brought up streaks of scorching fire lines, whistling toward Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing dodged left and right, his figure moving like a ghost, weaving between the fire lines, trying his best to dodge the attacks.

Occasionally being burned, he would send greetings to the ancestors of the eighteenth generation again.

This made Miss Sima Yaoji's killing intent even more intense.

"This footwork is so strange, it's so agile, and clearly he's only at late-stage Jin Dan cultivation, yet I can't catch up?"

Miss Sima Yaoji became interested. If she caught him later, it seemed she would have to soul-search him properly; maybe there would be unexpected gains.

But she couldn't delay too long. This person was a core disciple of the Little Spirit Peak. If others around were contacted, it would be trouble after all.

If she wanted to wait for him to go out next time, she didn't know when it would be.

Thinking of this, Miss Sima Yaoji accelerated again, chasing and killing. The hook-sickle in her hand danced more fiercely, and the offensive became more and more sharp, determined to slay Zhou Qing in the shortest possible time.

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Lu Yaoyao was a bit worried. Old Dad had been gone for so long, and she didn't know if he was okay?

She should have followed; at least there would be someone to look after him.

Just when she was extremely anxious, Zhou Qing's message suddenly came.

【Get ready, I'll be there soon!】

Seeing this, Lu Yaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but more than that, she was nervous, then hurriedly hid her cultivation with all her might to avoid being a drag.

About half an incense stick of time later, she saw two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, flying over rapidly.

As for Zhou Qing in front, he was already covered in blood, looking shocking, and his figure was swaying, as if he would faint at any moment.

Seeing this, Lu Yaoyao felt heartache in her eyes.

And Miss Sima Yaoji, who was chasing behind, had an extremely ugly face, and at this moment, she even had serious self-doubt.

She, a dignified peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator, couldn't kill a Jin Dan stage cultivator?

No, to be precise, this Jin Dan stage cultivator was not generally resistant to beating. Clearly he had suffered such heavy injuries, yet he had persisted until now.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

"By the way, according to the collected information, after his Jin Dan was crushed, he seemed to have practiced a body-refining technique with considerable power!" Miss Sima Yaoji seemed to understand a bit.

But just at this moment, Zhou Qing in front suddenly swayed, then like a kite with a broken string, fell straight down from the air.

"Even if I self-destruct, I won't let you have me!"

Zhou Qing used all his strength to shout weakly, then the aura around his body suddenly became violent.

Seeing this, Miss Sima Yaoji's face changed, and she flew down toward Zhou Qing rapidly.

"Before your value is maximized, what qualifications do you have to self-destruct..."

But before she could finish, the lush mountain valley scene in front of her instantly distorted, as if stepping into a chaotic purgatory.

Thunder snaked and wandered like angry dragons, and wherever they passed, the void shattered.

There were also surging waves of fire, dyeing this space a scorching crimson red. The heat waves rolled toward her face, and even her soul seemed to be burning.

Not only that, she was shocked to find that her own spiritual power was being drawn away uncontrollably.

"Array!"

Miss Sima Yaoji's face changed, and she turned to leave, but was horrified to find that behind her were still rolling thunder and burning seas of fire.

The way she came was already gone!

She immediately headed forward at the fastest speed, but strangely, it was as if an inexplicable force was disturbing her sense of direction, making her seem to be spinning in place.

The originally clear spatial perception now became blurred.

"Calm, must be calm, find the array eye first!" Miss Sima Yaoji tried to calm herself down, then released her terrifying spiritual sense.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, bolts of thunder and flames attacked her directly. Miss Sima Yaoji gripped the red hook-sickle tightly, jumping and dodging constantly.

"Don't you like chasing me? Today I'll let you chase enough!"

Don't know when, Zhou Qing suddenly burst out from the thunder, holding the broken sword and rushing over.

Miss Sima Yaoji widened her eyes, looking at Zhou Qing in disbelief.

At this time, he no longer had the appearance of being seriously injured; his aura was vigorous, and the aura he released had reached the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage.

No, it seemed even stronger than an ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Too late to think, she hurriedly used the hook-sickle to block. After the collision, terrifying energy ripples spread constantly.

"You set up this array? You did it on purpose?" Miss Sima Yaoji stared at Zhou Qing and said.

Zhou Qing sneered and said: "You still have the face to mock others; you are almost the same as Meng Xing and Song Yuan."

"You..." Miss Sima Yaoji was furious.

Zhou Qing retreated instantly, standing on the thunder cloud, and as his hands formed seals rapidly, his hair actually turned deep blue at this moment.

Roar!

The next moment, behind him, a huge Suanni phantom slowly emerged.

Zhou Qing shouted loudly, and thick bolts of thunder added to the Suanni like a heavenly river pouring down, making it flash with destructive light, opening its bloody mouth and blasting directly at Miss Sima Yaoji.

Facing this beast that seemed to carry power from the prehistoric era, Miss Sima Yaoji's face changed, not daring to have the slightest negligence.

The red hook-sickle in her hand danced rapidly, and a layer of black light actually appeared on the hook-sickle.

She shouted delicately and immediately greeted the surging thunder beast.

Boom boom boom!

As the hook-sickle collided with the thunder, it erupted with dazzling light and powerful impact, shaking Miss Sima Yaoji back repeatedly.

Her throat felt sweet, but she swallowed it forcibly.

Having finally stabilized her figure, feeling the blood surging in her body, she couldn't help but wipe her mouth, looking at Zhou Qing, whose face was also a bit pale, but a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes, as if she had encountered some prey she was extremely interested in.

"Interesting, this is interesting. To be honest, those two guys don't deserve to be listed as prodigies with us at all. The true prodigies of the Cangyan Dao Palace have always been the three of us!"

Miss Sima Yaoji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said: "You are really amazing, both in strength and acting, but that's all. Don't worry, I will bring you back intact and study you properly."

Zhou Qing shook his head, his eyes full of disdain: "It seems the five of you are all perverts. But it doesn't matter, I, Zhou Qing, am the one who slays perverts!"

Not daring to delay, he had to finish the battle quickly.

The next moment, he saw behind him, a phantom of a three-legged Jin Wu suddenly appear, and his original deep blue hair also turned crimson at this moment.

"Li—"

The Jin Wu was surrounded by flames, looking up and hissing. Under the blessing of the *Lei Yan Spirit-Devouring Array*, the temperature it emitted was even more terrifying.

"Miss Sima Yaoji, do you remember Luo Xue on Lingku Mountain? She is my senior sister. Today, it's time for you to repent!" Zhou Qing widened his eyes and roared.

The Jin Wu hissed again, spreading its wings, and endless flames poured down toward Miss Sima Yaoji like meteors.

At this moment, Miss Sima Yaoji didn't dare to have the slightest negligence, because Zhou Qing's two consecutive divine abilities made her hair stand on end, and a strong sense of crisis arose in her heart.

She immediately started to flee, but the Jin Wu seemed to have locked onto her, forcing her to stop and directly pour all her spiritual power into the red hook-sickle.

The hook-sickle instantly turned into a blood-red light shadow, spinning rapidly in front of her, forming a defensive barrier.

The Jin Wu arrived in an instant, hitting the barrier directly, emitting a crackling sound.

Miss Sima Yaoji's face turned pale, trying her best to operate the light shadow. She could feel her spiritual power being consumed rapidly.

And the high temperature of the flames penetrated the barrier, constantly roasting her skin, making her miserable.

"Suanni divine ability, Jin Wu divine ability, the surprises you give me are really getting more and more... Not good!"

Before Miss Sima Yaoji could finish, her face changed, the alarm bell in her heart rang loudly, and she immediately turned to attack behind her.

She saw Lu Yaoyao rushing over, seizing the opportunity, throwing a talisman directly, then turning and running.

"The life-saving talisman given by my master, I heard it can emit a strike of the Divine Transformation stage. Help me verify it!"

Just as Lu Yaoyao's words fell, the golden talisman paper in front of her trembled violently, as if it contained an extremely powerful force, impatiently waiting to be released.

There was even a fluctuation of the Divine Transformation stage permeating out, and the powerful aura made the surrounding air become oppressive.

Miss Sima Yaoji's face changed drastically. Now she couldn't care about anything else, instantly gathering all the energy behind her resisting the Jin Wu, all turning to protect herself, trying to block this potentially fatal blow.

"Ah—"

But just at this moment, the Jin Wu, which had consumed most of its energy, took advantage of Miss Sima Yaoji's distraction to defend, and slammed into her.

The powerful burning made Miss Sima Yaoji let out a miserable scream.

But the talisman paper in front of her that was comparable to a Divine Transformation strike didn't have any attack coming out, but like a dud, it hissed and emitted a puff of white smoke, turning into ashes.

"I said, you are as stupid as those two guys, you didn't believe it!"

Zhou Qing, who had replenished his blood energy and spiritual power from the four-colored petals, appeared strangely from the flames behind, holding the broken sword and rushing over.

No matter how fast Miss Sima Yaoji reacted, she still couldn't dodge this sharp sword.

The broken sword pierced directly through her abdomen, and blood sprayed out instantly, dyeing her purple-red brocade robe even redder.

"Looking for death!"

Miss Sima Yaoji was shocked and angry, her eyes full of ferocity. Enduring the severe pain from her abdomen, she forcibly raised a breath of spiritual power, and the hook-sickle in her hand brought up a blood-red arc, stabbing directly at Zhou Qing's throat.

The speed was extremely fast, looking like she wanted to fight Zhou Qing to the death.

Zhou Qing's face changed, and he secretly called it bad in his heart. He didn't expect this woman to be so decisive and ruthless. After suffering such heavy injuries, she could still launch such a sharp counterattack.

Now he couldn't care about anything else. His left hand immediately formed a seal, and a silver dragon manifested, piercing through the two of them, blocking most of Miss Sima Yaoji's attack.

Only hearing a "clang", the hook-sickle stabbed into the silver dragon, splashing sparks.

Zhou Qing took this opportunity to immediately escape.

But although he dodged in time, a thin blood line appeared at his throat, and blood seeped out.

"So close!" Zhou Qing's face changed, and he felt lingering fear in his heart.

Deserving to be a peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he had simulated these combos many times in the Shenxu Heavenly Palace, but he was still almost cut by the other party.

If it weren't for reacting in time and blocking with the *Silver Dragon Hand*, he might have really explained it here.

Pfft—

Miss Sima Yaoji looked at the huge gap in her abdomen, her face extremely ugly. Guarding against everything, she was still scratched by that rusty broken sword.

According to Elder Xuegu, there was an unknown poison on that broken sword. Once scratched, it would bleed non-stop and couldn't be stopped in a short time.

"Cunning villain!"

Miss Sima Yaoji looked at Lu Yaoyao, who was hiding far away, and couldn't help but curse, even taking out a large handful of detox pills and stuffing them into her mouth.

"I was nervous and threw the wrong one!"

Lu Yaoyao had a scared look, pretending to stick out her tongue innocently, then took out a golden talisman paper and raised it.

It's the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket, it's about to be cleared.

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