Chapter 217: A Strange Trick

The Mountain Protection Restriction of Qingnian Demon Mountain caused Zhuge An and the others a great headache. After three days of intense attacks, there was not the slightest progress. The red glow at the wick of the "Seven Treasures Glazed Lamp" in front of Zhuo Zhiyan was faint; it seemed its power was far from what it once was.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuge! If things continue like this, even if we break through the Mountain Protection Restriction, I fear we will have no strength left to fight them!"

With a flash of her figure, she arrived before Zhuge An, anxiety in her beautiful eyes.

Zhuge An's brows were tightly furrowed at this moment. He understood the logic in what Zhuo Zhiyan said, but given the current situation, Nanxuan Laozu refused to act, and relying solely on them was indeed difficult.

"I have asked the Old Ancestor; he will not act!"

A single sentence completely sealed off whatever else Zhuo Zhiyan had intended to say. Biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, the dignified Sect Master of the Beixuan Sect was also at her wit's end. Facing such a powerful Mountain Protection Restriction, without a Nascent Soul stage cultivator to act, even if they attacked for a year, there might not be a result.

Her original intention had been to have Zhuge An persuade Nanxuan Laozu to act, but the moment the other party spoke, he had laid his bottom line bare to her; there was no need to say anything further.

Hardening her heart, Zhuo Zhiyan pointed at the "Seven Treasures Glazed Lamp" before her. The next moment, flames soared into the sky, rolling toward the Mountain Protection Restriction of Qingnian Demon Mountain.

Inside a fortress, Zhang Nuo and Zhuge Qing stood on the ramparts, looking at Qingnian Demon Mountain in the distance, which was shrouded in a mass of pure Demonic Qi. Unconsciously, they both broke into a cold sweat.

Just as the two were observing the battle situation ahead, a streak of light suddenly landed behind them. The two hurriedly turned their heads to look; it was Nanxuan Laozu.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

"Spare the formalities. Zhang Nuo, I have something to tell you!"

Nanxuan Laozu's expression was composed. After sweeping his gaze over the two, his eyes finally settled on Zhang Nuo.

"Please speak, Old Ancestor!"

"The main forces of the Five Great Demon Mountains are now gathered at Qingnian Demon Mountain, leaving the other four Demon Mountains very empty. I fear my judgment may be wrong, so I want you to make a trip to those four Demon Mountains to see if they are secretly preparing something!"

Zhang Nuo's face remained expressionless, but inside, he cursed Nanxuan Laozu thoroughly! Going to the other four Demon Mountains sounded easy, but in reality, it was even more dangerous than attacking Qingnian Demon Mountain. Each of these four Demon Mountains had a thousand-year history. Even if the Sect Leaders of the four mountains were absent, the disciples guarding the mountains alone would be enough to give him a hard time.

However, since Nanxuan Laozu had made such a request, Zhang Nuo could not refuse. He bit the bullet and nodded! Zhuge Qing, standing to the side, was also worried for Zhang Nuo. Although she knew he had entered the Foundation Establishment stage, he was facing an entire Demon Mountain, not just one or two ordinary demonic cultivators.

"Old Ancestor, why don't I go with him!"

"No need. Your cultivation is insufficient; going would only add to his troubles!"

Nanxuan Laozu did not consider it at all and rejected Zhuge Qing outright.

Zhang Nuo looked at the young woman's beautiful appearance, a look of confidence appearing in his eyes as he said:

"Rest assured! Even if things don't work out, I am confident I can escape from the Demon Mountain!"

There was no other way; Zhuge Qing could only believe his words now.

"There is no time to lose; I will set off now!"

Just as Zhang Nuo was about to control his escape light to fly away, Nanxuan Laozu called him back.

"Remember, if you discover the Demon Emperor rebuilding his physical body on the other Demon Mountains, report back to me immediately. Do not act on your own; the Demon Emperor is not someone you can deal with!"

In truth, even if Nanxuan Laozu hadn't said these things, Zhang Nuo wouldn't be foolish enough to deal with the Demon Emperor alone! One External Incarnation was already that terrifying, let alone the original body.

"Understood!"

After saying this with a grave expression, Zhang Nuo transformed into a streak of light and flew away into the distance! The other four Demon Mountains were not too far from Qingnian Demon Mountain; at his current speed, he arrived near Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain in just one day.

Seeing that it was broad daylight, Zhang Nuo did not rashly enter the Demon Mountain. He found a hidden spot and carefully hid himself, waiting until nightfall before rising and heading toward Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain.

The "Nine Dragon Sword Case" inside his body turned slightly, absorbing the Spirit Power fluctuations from his body. Without using Spirit Power and relying only on his feet to run, Zhang Nuo looked like a mortal on the surface.

Since Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain was not in a state of war, it only had some early-warning Restrictions activated. Most of these Restrictions were triggered by the Spirit Power fluctuations of cultivators. Like Zhang Nuo, whose Spirit Power fluctuations were absorbed by the Sword Box, he would basically not trigger the Restrictions' warnings when passing through them.

Just as Zhang Nuo expected, he ran all the way to the mountainside of Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain without encountering any cultivators blocking his path. He moved forward while crouching in the grass; the closer he got to the peak, the greater the danger of being discovered.

Zhang Nuo did not dare to relax in the slightest. Regardless, this was the territory of Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain; taking action in someone else's lair was not a wise thing to do.

As he was moving forward, two "whoosh" sounds suddenly cut through the night sky. At the same time, two streaks of light landed not far from Zhang Nuo. Seeing this, Zhang Nuo immediately stopped his figure, took a deep breath, restrained his aura, and quietly hid in the grass.

Even if a cultivator scanned him with Divine Sense now, he would be nothing more than a dead object with no signs of life. Looking at where the Flying Magic Tool had landed, it appeared to be two Foundation Establishment stage disciples of the Demon Mountain.

Through the cover of the grass, Zhang Nuo saw the two disciples who had landed. One of them was a woman, with a graceful figure and quite a bit of beauty.

"Xue Qianyang!"

The moment he saw the young woman, Zhang Nuo recognized her. His calm heart could no longer remain still. Back then, she and Wu Gang had joined forces and nearly cost him his life! Zhang Nuo would never forget this, but it was also because of these two that Zhang Nuo had obtained a great opportunity and successfully advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Steadying his mind, Zhang Nuo controlled his impulses and pricked up his ears, carefully listening to what the two were saying.

Opposite Xue Qianyang stood a young man of about twenty. This person had a frivolous look, and his gaze wandered over the young woman constantly as he spoke, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp.

"Senior Sister! Master and the others have all gone to guard Qingnian Demon Mountain, so only the two of us are in charge here! Look... hehe!"

As he spoke, a lewd smile appeared on the young man's face. The disgusting sight made Zhang Nuo want to vomit.

"Junior Brother Li! What are you in such a rush for? Our affairs must also be decided by Master!"

With a shy look on her face, Xue Qianyang turned her head away from the young cultivator surnamed Li. The moment she turned her head, the color on her pretty face changed drastically. A fierce aura erupted from her.

From his angle, Zhang Nuo saw everything about Xue Qianyang. He couldn't help but feel a bit surprised. Since Xue Qianyang was willing to come here with the young cultivator in the middle of the night, why did she dislike the other party?

"Senior Sister! You don't need to worry about Aunt Fu! She will definitely agree!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva lecherously, the young cultivator surnamed Li rubbed his palms together and suddenly grabbed Xue Qianyang from behind!

"Junior Brother Li! Don't do this!"

Xue Qianyang was startled; she hadn't expected the other party to be so bold. Her expression changed drastically, and murderous intent erupted on her face, but for some reason, the murderous intent vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Zhang Nuo understood a little. It seemed that this young cultivator surnamed Li was the nephew of Fu Ling, the Sect Leader of Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain, and he had taken a fancy to Xue Qianyang. But it looked like Xue Qianyang had no affection for the cultivator surnamed Li at all.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Nuo was happy to watch the show. After muttering to himself, he remained motionless in the grass, watching everything outside.

"Junior Brother Li, stop it at once!"

At this moment, the hands of the man surnamed Li began to act dishonestly, wandering over Xue Qianyang's body. Seeing the other party becoming increasingly bold, Xue Qianyang's voice became unkind.

How could the young man, who was acting like a beast, care about her reprimands? Not only did he not retreat, but he became even more presumptuous!

Xue Qianyang could no longer endure it. Her delicate body shook violently, and a massive force erupted, breaking free from the young man surnamed Li. She turned back and glared at him angrily.

Seeing that Xue Qianyang was truly angry, the man surnamed Li was not annoyed; instead, he let out a cold laugh:

"Xue Qianyang, don't be ungrateful! Although you are my aunt's beloved disciple, don't forget that I am her own nephew! She won't refuse me the things I want!"

At the mention of Fu Ling, Xue Qianyang's body trembled, and the anger on her face softened a lot. However, her words, still filled with lingering rage, felt bone-chillingly cold.

"If it weren't for your blood relation to my master, you would already be a corpse by now!"

"You..."

The man surnamed Li was stunned by Xue Qianyang's words; he had heard of the young girl's notorious reputation before him. His expression shifted several times, and then he suddenly sneered and said:

"What do you dare do to me? If you really lay a hand on me, my aunt will not let you off! Today, I must have you!"

As he spoke, the man surnamed Li lunged forward again and pulled Xue Qianyang into his embrace; he had not expected that even at this point, the other party would still have no fear!

Xue Qianyang's pretty face flushed red, and the killing intent at the corners of her eyes poured out; after a crisp 'slap', five finger marks were left on the face of the man surnamed Li!

This slap sent his head reeling, but the man surnamed Li was not angry; instead, he gave a soft laugh and said:

"I just like you this way! You've got spirit!"

Zhang Nuo, hiding in the grass, was speechless; the man surnamed Li was simply like a medicinal plaster—no matter what method was used, once he stuck to someone, there was no getting him off.

By this time, Xue Qianyang's clothes had been left in disarray by him, and the sight of her partially exposed chest only made the other party's beastly blood boil!

"Ah!"

In the dead of the silent night, a scream suddenly rang out! Zhang Nuo had been watching the show, but this sound made his heart jolt, and he hurriedly focused his gaze to look!