Chapter 192

"…" Lu Xin suddenly had nothing to say; he and his senior brother are over forty, and indeed can regard those under twenty-five as children.

But… forget it, seeing Jiang Yu behave as a junior to his senior brother, it really doesn't matter.

At this moment, Du Heng asked concernedly: "Jiang Yu, have you heard anyone seeing the junior sister?"

"Not yet, but I believe Senior Sister Wan is safe and sound." Jiang Yu has confidence in Senior Sister Wan, not only because she has many treasures, but also because she values her life just like he does.

Even during regular alchemy practice, he had also pondered using poison pills for self-defense.

Indeed, when they rushed into the junction of the second and third layers, Wan Xiyue's group passed through the Shady Path and encountered many demonic beasts blocking the way.

After great effort they defeated one wave of demonic beasts, but before they could advance a hundred zhang, another batch appeared.

The reason is simply that the more cultivators enter this path, the more frequently demonic beasts appear to block the way, and it's unknown what power controls them.

Birds and beasts, tigers, wolves, bear demons—it seems they have all gathered here just to feast on the cultivators who have passed through the tribulation.

Above thirty zhang in the air of the Shady Path is a no-fly zone, causing many cultivators fighting demonic beasts who wish to disengage from battle to be unable to simply fly away.

Because flying low makes it easy to be hit by spells in combat, and when the battle is fierce, wanting to escape early results in dying pointlessly.

Wan Xiyue, having expended her mana almost to exhaustion, truly did not want to waste more time here; she quickly sent a voice transmission for the team members to hold their breath.

A handful of poison powder scattered down; of the flying beasts that pounced, thirty percent collapsed on the spot, unable to exert strength.

Moreover, some cultivators from other allied teams, not having heard the warning, were also felled by the poison.

Fortunately, Wan Xiyue promptly gave the antidote on the spot, and soon someone urged:

"Dao friend, scatter some more, let's poison them all."

Someone also said, "Since this dao friend possesses such a weapon, why not use it earlier?"

"Exactly, if we had used it a quarter hour earlier, we wouldn't have suffered so many casualties."

"I only have a little life-saving medicine; once it's used up, it's gone." Hearing this, Wan Xiyue immediately took out another packet of poison powder, thinking she couldn't afford to be a good person.

Two Foundation Establishment disciples of the Supreme Ultimate Sect, together with Senior Sister Gu, Ye Lian, Wen Xi, and disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect, also aspired to withdraw from the frontline battle, gathering one by one around Wan Xiyue.

At this moment, Xue Miao, injured by an eagle claw, turned around and shouted at those who were making sarcastic remarks: "If you still have strength, stop idly chattering and come kill the demons."

Unfortunately, aside from the Falling Moon Sect disciples and a few loose cultivators who would listen to her, most people ignored her.

She then looked at Dai Lin and that whatever Senior Sister Cui, back-to-back entangled in combat with a twin-headed snake, and grew even angrier.

Senior Sister Gu and Ye Lian, seeing this scene, exchanged an inexplicable smile, and she quietly said to the person beside her: "Dao Friend Wan, look at our seven people—should we form a small team to charge and kill?"

"I think the cultivators coming in later will be even more numerous, and the demonic beasts we don't kill seem to be increasing as well."

Speaking frankly, if not for fighting while collecting corpses, it would easily become a place of yin and slaughter here.

After a brief pause, she continued: "During the charge, if you quietly prepare some tear-inducing pills and a little poison, would that work?"

"Feasible; wait for me to slightly replenish my spiritual power." Wan Xiyue's team, of course, differed from the temporarily assembled others.

She consecutively took three Soul-Returning Pills; her spiritual power instantly burst within her body, and together with the spiritual stones she absorbed, it nourished the meridians that were quickly drying up.

The others also took turns replenishing their spiritual power; Ye Lian looked back and indeed saw many cultivators running over.

Not long after, their seven-person squad charged into the demonic beast horde again, maintaining formation the whole time and not abandoning any teammate.

Wan Xiyue switched to a certain kind of poison powder and threw it together with tear-inducing pills at the demonic beasts; they instantly shed tears, unable to see people and even ended up striking their own side.

Meanwhile, the teammates exerted speed in their attacks, quickly clearing a patch of demonic beasts; as expected, clever cultivators then approached them.

Among them was Dai Lin of the Profound Heaven Sect, who also sent a voice transmission to Wan Xiyue: "Junior Sister Wan, you've worked hard."

"Please call me Dao Friend; we're not from the same sect." Wan Xiyue already knew this person was flirtatious and didn't want any involvement with him.

Therefore, during the next wave of assault, she involuntarily increased the dosage and also distributed some to the few people nearby.

Thus, with the cultivators' various treasures and talismans attacking together, not long after their team broke out of the Shady Path.

But when everyone turned back, there was no Shady Path behind them—only lingering mist.

"The mountains ahead are undulating, and there's the sound of bells drifting—must be the innermost layer, right?" The exhausted Wen Xin leaned on Wen Luo's shoulder, she was really tired.

"The spiritual energy is denser; likely it's the innermost layer. Let's all press on and look ahead for a suitable campsite." Wen Luo was also tired; he straightened his younger sister, telling her not to lean on him to sleep, and handed her an Ice Dew Pill to refresh her.

As for Wan Xiyue, she needed no urging; after a slight recovery ahead, she and the seven-person squad flew on their swords.

She firmly believed that Jiang Yu and the second senior brother were safe and sound.

While she was wandering in spirit, suddenly someone called out to her: "Dao Friend Wan?"

"Dao Friend Tao? Are Jiang Yu and you on the same team?" Wan Xiyue saw that it was Tao Wenche of the Grand Void.

"We started as a team, but Jiang Yu and Senior Sister Xia and the others' whereabouts are unknown." Tao Wenche quickly flew over from his own team.

He wanted to join Wan Xiyue's team, not wanting to get mixed up again with the lost snake.

But as the Green Little Snake entered the innermost layer, its cultivation surged to the seventh stage; it flew to Wan Xiyue before Tao Wenche even could, asking: "You and Jiang Yu, do you have any secret technique to sense each other?"

"No." Wan Xiyue looked doubtfully at the Green Little Snake; meanwhile, Jiang Yu and company had already left the mountain of that bamboo hut.

Because the bamboo hut named the Refining Tool Hut, when the flying sword was formally accepted as master by a Golden Core cultivator, disappeared from the mountain peak.

Jiang Yu had no chance to see its treasures; he could only turn regret into power, desperately flying on his fan.

But with her Foundation Establishment cultivation, she couldn't outfly a Golden Core cultivator; after just the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, she had already leapt onto True Person Lin's evasive light.

And she said apologetically: "Elder, I will do it as soon as possible…"

"Don't worry, that ghost cultivator senior probably won't harm cultivators." True Person Lin thought that Lin Yuan's repeated tempering would be beneficial.

"Elder, during tonight's rest, I'll ask Jiang Zhenren to help you exorcise the gu poison." Jiang Yu always felt she should do something for Lin Zhenren.

However, plans could not keep up with changes; while their party kept searching for which mountain held treasure, they happened upon a Spiritual Bamboo‑Spread Mountain, whose peak was scattered with several herb fields.

Jiang Tu impatiently scanned the bamboo repeatedly, "None, none?"

"What's missing?" Jiang Bai hovered above the bamboo grove, looking down.

"Purple‑Gold Thunder Bamboo, Jiang Yu, use it to forge your destiny artifact." Jiang Tu swept his magical power; the bamboo forest below twisted and toppled, and several bamboo arrows shot toward the person in midair.

While Jiang Yu was shielding Lin Zhenren's back, she happened to see Jiang Tu falling.

She instinctively lunged to snatch the little companion, and Jiang Bai did the same; their arms brushed, instantly flashing black and white light.

A Tai Chi fish token flew from Jiang Bai's bosom, instantly turning into a disc about a zhang wide, and it enveloped them, spinning endlessly.

"Senior brother, why is your fish token still there?" Lu Xin and the others had already shattered themselves the instant they entered the cave heaven.