Chapter 234: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

"No rush."

Hearing this, Su Chen smiled and said, "It's perfect to let them help divert the Purple Qilin's attention. Since there are people acting as free laborers for us, we should naturally accept it gladly."

If Pan Feichi and the others, who were struggling bitterly on the other side, could hear these infuriating words from Su Chen, they would likely be so enraged that their hearts would burst on the spot.

Pan Feichi took the lead, charging straight forward to grab at the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass, while the Purple Qilin lazily opened its eyes; although it had endured ninety-nine lightning tribulations, it did not show much abnormality.

If it were just a moment ago, the Purple Qilin would not have bothered with these ants, as it did not want to affect the birth of the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass, but now they had intruded into its territory, which was undoubtedly a provocation to any demonic beast, let alone a demonic beast with such noble bloodlines as the Purple Qilin, a half-step Divine Beast.

The Purple Qilin slowly stood up and let out a roar at Pan Feichi, and following its movement, streaks of light purple lightning flew toward Pan Feichi.

Fortunately, Pan Feichi reacted quickly and dodged them all, but Zhao Yangyao and Gu Feiyang were not so lucky; especially Zhao Yangyao, who, after being struck by the lightning, was paralyzed and kept twitching in mid-air.

Although Gu Feiyang was better off, his hair had been fried by the electricity, and his image as a gentle young master was gone, making him look more like a beggar who had fled a disaster from the city.

"What are you two standing there for? Hurry up and protect me!"

Pan Feichi looked at the two cowards behind him, and his anger flared up instantly.

He had sent the disciples with lower strength to the front to act as cannon fodder specifically to exhaust the Purple Qilin's Spiritual Power, but he never expected that those people would be dead or injured before they could even get close.

Sure enough, relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself; Pan Feichi couldn't help but curse angrily, drew his long sword, and began to fight the Purple Qilin.

"You two take the opportunity to grab the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass quickly, I will stall for time, don't get bogged down in the fight."

While dealing with the Purple Qilin, Pan Feichi looked at the two dazed men with a sense of frustrated disappointment.

The two of them could barely breathe under the immense pressure.

Even Gu Feiyang, who had the highest cultivation, was moving very slowly at this moment and had to endure the occasional strikes of lightning, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted.

However, the most urgent matter was still the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass.

Zhao Yangyao and Gu Feiyang headed toward the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass at the same time.

The Purple Qilin, which was fighting the Second Elder, seemed to notice the intentions of the other two as well, and it let out an angry roar; lightning, countless times thicker than before, was summoned from its side to attack the Second Elder.

Taking advantage of the moment the Second Elder dodged, the Purple Qilin rushed toward the two men.

By this time, the two had only just touched the surface of the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass, and upon seeing the Purple Qilin charging over aggressively, they were so frightened that they lost their wits.

Zhao Yangyao grabbed the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass first and was about to leave, but not long after he gripped it, purple-black veins covered his hand.

He let out a pig-like shriek, threw the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass away as if he had been electrocuted, and looked at his own arm, which was now twisted out of shape, with great distress.

The newly born Purple Thunder Immortal Grass was surrounded by the power of lightning laws; grabbing it with bare hands would definitely result in injury.

Gu Feiyang had clearly noticed this as well, which was why he hadn't fought Zhao Yangyao for it earlier.

"Are you fucking doing this on purpose!?"

Zhao Yangyao looked at his numb hand and roared at Gu Feiyang in a fit of shame and anger.

His hand was severely damaged; not only were the blood vessels bulging with a black-purple color, but his fingers had even begun to wither, leaving only the palm.

This sight stimulated Zhao Yangyao's eardrums, and he instantly let out another pig-like shriek, his screams filling the entire valley.

By this time, the Purple Qilin had reached him, and without hesitation, it opened its bloody maw, ready to swallow Zhao Yangyao whole in the next second.

At this critical moment, Pan Feichi reacted quickly and shot out a bolt of Spiritual Power, forcefully knocking the Purple Qilin's head to the side.

Zhao Yangyao took this opportunity to escape to a safe place.

Damn it, whoever wants this Purple Thunder Immortal Grass can have it; he wasn't going to play along anymore. Grabbing the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass had almost cost him his life.

Gu Feiyang also dared not touch it easily, fearing he would end up in the same state as Zhao Yangyao.

Pan Feichi looked at the two of them, pushing each other back and forth in such a spineless manner, and his teeth itched with anger.

But he was currently entangled with the Purple Qilin and couldn't pull himself away; he even discovered with horror that while he had been evenly matched with the Purple Qilin at the start, he was now beginning to feel overwhelmed.

This Purple Qilin was only at the Quasi-Emperor Third Layer of cultivation, yet it could trade blows with him, and eventually, he was the one falling into a disadvantage.

This realization filled Pan Feichi's heart with terror.

The Purple Qilin clearly loathed this cat-and-mouse game and let out another roar, mixed with the power of lightning, as it flew toward Pan Feichi.

Only when this bolt of lightning arrived did Pan Feichi realize with horror that the Purple Qilin was nowhere near the Quasi-Emperor Third Layer; it was clearly already close to the Quasi-Emperor peak!

The gap between the two was like a chasm; the Second Elder couldn't even react to when the lightning arrived before he was heavily struck and sent flying dozens of meters away.

If not for the trees acting as a buffer, he would have flown even further.

Pan Feichi immediately spat out a mouthful of blood; his once arrogant and confident face was finally replaced by terror. If it were the Quasi-Emperor Third Layer, he might still have had a chance to fight, but such a massive gap was no different from courting death.

On the other side, Gu Feiyang and Zhao Yangyao had missed the best opportunity because neither dared to take the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass, and they were directly swiped dozens of meters away by the Purple Qilin's tail.

"Second Elder, what do we do?"

Zhao Yangyao had already lost a hand, and now, being struck, it was adding insult to injury; he spat out a mouthful of blood and was so scared he wet himself, the air filling with a foul stench of urine.

His face no longer held the confident and arrogant look from before, replaced instead by lingering fear.

"What can we do? A bunch of trash, you couldn't even pick the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass when I told you to!"

Pan Feichi had truly suffered a double loss; that last blow had nearly shattered his internal organs, and looking at these two useless things, his anger flared up again.

But now was not the time for blame; he grabbed Gu Feiyang and Zhao Yangyao and used a talisman to flee the scene.

As for the other Qingyun Alliance disciples, those who weren't dead were injured, and only a few followed Pan Feichi as he left.

"Got it."

Lv Luo shook the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass, which was wrapped in Spiritual Power, and handed it to Su Chen with an excited look.

Back during the chaos, Lv Luo had secretly stolen the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass.

At this moment, the Purple Qilin discovered that the Purple Thunder Immortal Grass it had been guarding was gone, and its angry roar shot straight into the clouds, with purple light flashing across the overcast sky.

"Thieves shall be killed without mercy!"

(End of chapter)