Chapter 807: Extra Chapter 4: 44

Having worn out iron shoes searching in vain, you find it without effort.

Having experience from the previous few old peach trees, Xiao Jiu kept her gaze on the peach trees, but she never expected that at the dragon's head position there actually grew a jujube tree.

Among the materials for making thunder-strike wood, jujube tree is the best species, its mana being even more domineering than that of peach trees by a bit.

Xiao Jiu hesitated not at all, quickly drawing a lightning-attracting talisman with her blood again, and precisely struck that jujube tree.

The people below immediately activated a formation to resist; Xiao Jiu had anticipated this, and when she unleashed the lightning-attracting talisman she added a bit more power.

This bolt of thunder shook heaven and earth.

The shockwave of the thunder, centered on the jujube tree, swept outward in all directions, felling a ring of trees and the ring of black-robed people encircled in the forest.

The black-robed people fell one by one to the ground, clutching their chests and continuously vomiting blood.

They had lain dormant on Yinjun Mountain for many years, never having encountered such a powerful opponent.

Although the sect leader had warned earlier, this lass from the Meng Family found in Jiangcheng is quite capable, making everyone stay alert and not underestimate her.

But they were confident in their own abilities on one hand, and on the other hand they outnumbered them, Yinjun Mountain being their turf, so they did not take Xiao Jiu seriously.

Even if this lass were a formidable fighter, they had set a formation to trap her in the dense woods—wasn't it just a matter of how they wanted to deal with her?

But no one expected that this lass would transform at the slightest disagreement, a flap of her wings sending her skyward—she would summon lightning as she said, break formations as she said, beating them so badly they were caught off guard, with no chance to resist at all.

Such a crushing, dimension-reducing attack threw this group of black-robed people into utter disarray.

What's more frightening is that this lass seemed to have grasped their lifeline; a few summoned heavenly thunderbolts had already ruined their entire plan.

Now even several Grand Protectors have been dispatched, beginning to repair the formation.

What's more irritating is that group of big rats.

That group of large rats is slippery; they don't take the initiative to attack, but they lie in ambush everywhere, suddenly digging holes in the mountainside.

Know that formations are everywhere on Yinjun Mountain; destroying any formation's anchor point could simultaneously ruin several surrounding formations.

They began clearing the entire mountainside after discovering the large rats' invasion last night.

But the large rats are too numerous, each possessing cultivation, impossible to spot at a glance, and they dig out fist-sized holes.

It's the kind of tactic where even if you can't kill them, they'll annoy you to death, completely disregarding conventional play.

Now the True Dragon hasn't even arrived yet, but Yinjun Mountain is already in utter chaos.

Xiao Jiu couldn't worry about all that; after confirming the heavenly thunder had struck the jujube tree, forming thunder-strike wood, and seeing the whole tree sink into the mountainside due to crustal movement, she dove straight toward the cart.

Hui Moqiong was under siege; he had set up a formation to protect the cart, and he stood on its roof, vowing to send anyone who dared attack to meet King Yama.

Inside the cart, Gu Ya's lower abdomen was in excruciating cramp.

That cramp was more than ten times worse than labor pains.

Although Gu Ya had never given birth, she and Meng Chuyang had been actively preparing for pregnancy for over two years, so she knew the birthing process inside out; yet her pain being this severe while her water hadn't broken and she saw no blood was somewhat abnormal.

She even began to wonder how this child would be born.

Could it be that the child would simply burst out of her belly?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Pain plus fear dealt a double blow, nearly knocking the already weak Gu Ya flat.

When Xiao Jiu crawled into the cart and returned to Gu Ya's side, Gu Ya almost burst into tears.

At that moment, in Gu Ya's eyes, Xiao Jiu seemed like divine reinforcements descending from heaven, instantly giving her something to rely on.

Xiao Jiu helped Gu Ya up and asked, "Gu Ya, how do you feel? Can you still walk?"

Gu Ya gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and said, "I can."

Xiao Jiu then opened a side door of the cart, summoned the ghost faces from the Soul-guiding Lamp's lamp chamber, and released them.

Gu Ya was still seeing these blue-faced, fanged ghost faces for the first time; they looked extraordinarily terrifying, and she cried out in fright.

Before, the Soul-guiding Lamp had protected her, making her feel completely safe; she never expected it to harbor something so terrifying inside.

Xiao Jiu comforted her: "Don't be afraid; they are now, by reckoning, Ghost Immortals, and they won't harm anyone."

Gu Ya hummed in agreement; she trusted Xiao Jiu absolutely.

Xiao Jiu said the ghost faces are harmless, so they are harmless.

Those few ghost faces rushed out and flew about in chaos.

Wherever they passed, they released vast amounts of yin energy.

It was already thunderstorm weather; the yin energy permeated the mountain mist, and without sufficient cultivation one could see nothing.

At that moment Gu Ya felt as if she were blind; aside from Xiao Jiu in the cart, she could see nothing else.

Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Jiu said, "Gu Ya, don't be afraid; from now on you need do nothing but follow me closely—I will lead you all the way into the ancient tomb, where we may encounter grave dangers that threaten life, but I promise you that as long as I, Xiao Jiu, remain alive, I will never let you die before me."

Gu Ya replied, "Xiao Jiu, I'm not afraid of death; tell me what to do and I'll do it."

Xiao Jiu felt moved in her heart by Gu Ya's bravery.

She took Gu Ya's hand and stepped down from the cart, gripping the Golden Compass, and swiftly led her forward.

Hui Moqiong had already scouted the route in advance; the ghost faces used yin energy to create this pitch-black darkness to confuse the enemy's sight, but it couldn't confuse Xiao Jiu.

Under the cover of the ghost faces and guided by the Golden Compass, Xiao Jiu brought Gu Ya swiftly toward the tomb's entrance.

Just now Xiao Jiu's huge commotion on the mountain ridge had already forced the few purple-robed elders who were guarding the tomb's entrance to go to the summit, where they were busily repairing the formation.

The few thunder-strike woods that Xiao Jiu had previously driven into the mountainside must be retrieved, otherwise when the True Dragon arrives everything will be in vain.

Those thunder-strike woods are, to the True Dragon, essentially mana-strong dragon-locking nails.

Only when the True Dragon arrives, by driving those nails deep into the Dragon Spine, can the True Dragon be kept on Yinjun Mountain, allowing them to proceed with the next step.

Without those dragon-locking nails, everything would be ruined at once.

Even if they managed to hold the ancient tomb, what good would it do?

Moreover, the sect leader and other core members are guarding inside the ancient tomb; what does it matter if that lass happened to move a few thunder-strike woods by luck?

Their sect leader is no ordinary person.

Xiao Jiu brought Gu Ya, one foot stepped into the tomb entrance; the golden luopan in his hand suddenly was no longer controlled by any external force, became extremely normal.

The pure gold needle turned clockwise at a steady, moderate pace.

As it turned, Xiao Jiu only felt that the airflow inside the tomb chamber had become different; a continuous flow of Spiritual Qi from all directions rushed toward the position of the golden luopan and gathered there.

Even Gu Ya felt the cramping in her lower abdomen ease considerably...