Chapter 507: with translation of chapter title

This patch of grass is very lush and abundant, but at the edge of the grass lies a huge, strange thing: underneath is white fat, and on top is a clump of shrunken, rolled-together mass that looks like a human head!

What everyone is standing on, surrounding them and under their feet, is not grass at all… but… the hair of that head!

This feeling is not only greasy and disgusting, but also brings panic and trembling!

Everyone's faces changed.

"What is this?" Wan Baolu touched his neck and exclaimed in shock.

Dao Lao and Bu Fan exchanged a glance, then cried out: "A forbidden crone??"

When they smashed the stone at the final position of the gate of the Demon Realm Border, the forbidden crone's huge head left a deep impression on both of them!

Heng Xian nodded, a faint smile on his face: "Exactly!"

Huangfu Taiqing swallowed, then said: "Trouble, may I ask if this thing is very terrifying?"

Dao Lao said seriously: "Such things first appeared in antiquity; it is said the strongest forbidden crone can shatter the heavens and slay immortals and Buddhas, while even the weakest possesses the strength of late-stage Golden Core or Nascent Soul."

"In other words… it would be easy for her to kill us?" He Bi Zhi asked.

Dao Lao's face looked grim: "One could say, as easy as turning over one's palm!"

"We are now stepping on her hair; can we still leave silently?" He Bi Zhi asked again.

Dao Lao said: "It's difficult; she has actually awakened!"

Everyone looked at Heng Xian together, their faces filled with confusion and a faint resentment.

Wan Baolu said: "Junior Brother Heng, did you do away with her?"

Heng Xian shook his head: "Impossible!"

Wan Baolu said: "But you brought us here using lotus leaves!"

Bu Fan tried to reassure Heng Xian: "He's never been to this damned place before; it's just a coincidence!"

Heng Xian shook his head: "No! I know there is a forbidden crone here; I did it on purpose!"

Bu Fan: "……"

Wan Baolu's cheeks twitched: "So, you have a good way to bring us out calmly, right?"

Heng Xian shook his head: "No, I don't!"

Wan Baolu stared wide-eyed: "What do you mean? You look rather pleased!"

Heng Xian said: "Because I enjoy it!"

Wan Baolu: "……"

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Su Ji took a deep breath and said: "Junior Brother Heng is not someone who likes to play tricks; he must have another motive, right?"

Heng Xian glanced behind him: "Motive? Well, not really a motive; let's give it a try!"

"Try what?" Si Tu Nan Fei asked.

Heng Xian looked behind him again: "First, wait for the people from Flower Pavilion and the Gongsun Family to arrive!"

The atmosphere on site became awkward once more.

Wan Baolu, who has a violent temper, jumped up high in an instant: "Heng Xian, what are you playing at? First you brought me before this terrifying monster, then you wait for Flower Pavilion's people to hunt us down—are you sick?"

Heng Xian looked at him: "Do you have medicine?"

Wan Baolu snapped: "I don't have medicine to cure your illness!"

Heng Xian said: "Then shut up! You vegetable dick!"

"You… you called me… vegetable dick?" Wan Baolu's body trembled.

"The term "vegetable dick" was invented by someone unknown in this world, yet everyone knows it, and it is strongly derogatory; for Wan Baolu, the number-one genius disciple of the Luoxia Valley rankings, it is nothing short of humiliation!"

Heng Xian spoke bluntly: "Yes, you are ugly and you can't beat me; if not a vegetable dick, what are you?"

"I…" Wan Baolu's mindset collapsed instantly; he clenched his fists and frantically twisted his body: "I harbor ambitions to soar to the clouds, dare to slaughter immortals and Buddhas across the sky—kill, kill, kill!"

The crowd was speechless.

Lin Shuyu suddenly asked Heng Xian: "What exactly is your plan?"

Heng Xian sighed, then said: "Probability theory—use the forbidden crone to take out those Flower Pavilion people!"

Zhou Zhan Yi's square face was full of doubt: "Will the forbidden crone listen to us?"

Heng Xian said: "Of course not, that's why it's called probability theory!"

Lin Shuyu said: "We roughly understand probability; that is, when the Flower Pavilion people arrive, the forbidden crone might attack them?"

Si Tu Nan Fei added: "Of course, it might also attack us."

Heng Xian said: "Exactly! But the chance of it attacking us is smaller, because we are few, our momentum weak, our presence faint, while they are many, their momentum strong—if you were the forbidden crone, who would you attack first?"

Everyone pondered; Wan Baolu calmed down: "If it were me, I would certainly attack the nearest one!"

"Vegetable dick, get lost!" Heng Xian said calmly.

Wan Baolu broke down again, clutching his head and walking aside: "Ahhh…"

Lin Shuyu glanced at the forbidden crone: "The forbidden crone seems to have no intention of attacking us for now?"

Dao Lao explained: "Besides eating, the forbidden crone spends most of its time sleeping! We have actually awakened it; the reason it hasn't attacked is because it knows we haven't left and are still within its hunting range, so it isn't in a hurry—but if we leave now, we will surely not escape!"

Si Tu Nan Fei thought and said: "I still have a question: if the Flower Pavilion master orders most people to restrain the forbidden crone, and he moves to capture us?"

Everyone looked at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "The forbidden crone prioritizes attacking those with the highest cultivation!"

As his words fell, countless small boats in the distant lotus pond had already reached the shore; disciples from Flower Pavilion, the Gongsun Family, various major forces of Northern Cang Sea, and experts of the Great Zhou successively disembarked, numbering over two thousand in total!

Bu Fan exclaimed in shock: "Holy shit! They came with this many people??"

Su Ji sneered: "After exhausting the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to open the Demon Realm Border, they naturally are determined to succeed; the more people, the better!"

Bu Fan cursed: "Not afraid of biting off more than they can chew!"

Wan Baolu calmed down again, lightly saying: "They aren't afraid of being unable to chew; they're afraid the treasure isn't abundant enough!"

Sun Bufan glanced at him: "Loser, get lost!"

Wan Baolu's aura icy cold: "Bald donkey, you dare call me a loser? I can't beat Heng Xian, but killing you is no problem!"

Sun Bufan shrank his neck, approaching Heng Xian: "Master Xian, he's threatening me!"

Heng Xian had no time to respond, because the people of the Flower Building had arrived.

The Flower Building's ninth-floor master Tu Xiu, wearing a dog-face mask, leading two men and women with ghost-face masks, walked at the front with a leader's demeanor.

The remaining Gong Sun Family members, the Young Master Wu of Bei Cang Hai and other experts, along with Li Jing Feng and others, closely followed, as a crowd quickly approached.

The Forbidden Crone's terrifying appearance was, of course, also seen by them.

The floor master Tu Xiu waved his hand, and thousands of people immediately stopped outside the Forbidden Crone's hair.

They sized up Heng Xian's group from head to toe, and the faces of the thousands all took on the air of cats toying with mice.

The Young Master Wu flicked open a folding fan with a swish, lazily swaying it: "Come on, why aren't you leaving?"

Nan Gong Li Er wore a white robe, beautiful and gorgeous, but with a cold demeanor that didn't endear her to others, saying: "Escaping by bouncing on lotus leaves, yet trapped here—how helpless, right?"

Su Ji, Si Tu Nan Fei, and others had no reply.

In fact, they seemed not to have misspoken.

Sun Bufan, who always loses to individuals but not to formations, stepped forward, pointing at the Young Master Wu and cursing: "What's with your effeminate look? What's with waving a fan in any weather? Is your brain okay?"

And what about you, Nan Gong Li Er—are you lonely in your boudoir, lacking a man's moisture? Itching for action, huh? No! You and Shen Kai, that traitorous duo, are having a good time...

(End of chapter)