Chapter 205: Exactly the Same

Amitabha, how could it be like this? the little monk Guo Jue looked at the ground covered with dead and living people, not knowing how to describe it.

Being eroded by yin qi, they committed suicide and slaughter.

Quickly give Jiang Yu a hand." Jiang Tu was very calm; when clansmen fought each other, it could be fiercer than fighting other races.

Just like when the Yao Race fights among themselves, the vast stretches of death can be far more than what is before our eyes.

And Jiang Yu was very glad she arrived in time, and at a glance she saw Elder Sister Xia tightly gripping the Ice Chiri Sword.

She discovered that Elder Sister Xia still had several wounds bleeding; if not stopped, she might die from blood loss.

She staunched the bleeding, bandaged, and fed medicine in one smooth motion, then released her spatial magic room, letting Jiang Tu send the people inside.

Next she found Lin Shixiong, Lu Shijie, Xu Wu, and others, feeding each of them medicinal pills before going to treat the others.

On the contrary, Guo Jue, having no fellow disciples present, first treated the bleeding cultivators, then, like Jiang Yu, released his own spatial magic room and moved the people inside.

This was to protect everyone from secondary injury when they left later.

The two were busy for a little over half an hour, finally cleaning the wounds of the living, such as broken arms and legs; they dared not touch them in the place where yin qi was strongest, so they first preserved them with freezing talismans.

As for the more than ten dead, they used recording jade to capture an image, then cremated them on the spot and placed each in different jade boxes and storage bags labeled with numbers, so they could later match the belongings.

"Jiang Yu, I can't wake them with acupuncture; probably only a Golden Core senior can help." Actually, Guo Jue continuously treated several minor injuries.

Jiang Yu made a hand seal, shrinking the spatial magic room to the size of a walnut, then dispelled the formation, saying, "Senior Peng King, let's go."

She sent a mental message to Guo Jue to prepare full-body defense, slapping several golden bell talismans onto his body.

Unexpectedly, the Peng Bird Yokai Soul did not tear open a spatial passage with its claws, but instead spread its wings and flew away.

Jiang Yu and Guo Jue exchanged a glance, both wondering if it meant they should leave on their own.

As a result, two bird calls came from ahead; Jiang Tu understood, saying, "Chase after it, there is still a group of people."

Although Jiang Yu had some doubts, she still chased after Guo Jue, and soon saw another isolated formation with thirty or forty Golden Core cultivators lying inside.

"Uncle Master." Guo Jue recognized two Buddhist cultivators from the Great Enlightenment Temple.

And Jiang Yu waved the command flag; upon entering, she saw three Golden Core cultivators from the Grand Void Sect, two of whom had already perished.

She quickly treated Chongdao Zhenren of the Law Enforcement Hall; after giving him a Great Return Pill, there was no improvement, and she did not even approach the others for treatment.

For fear that these Golden Core True Persons might possess secret techniques, a moment's inattention could wound herself.

"Guo Jue, more than half of these Golden Core cultivators are dead or wounded; we must find a way to revive one. Can we release the cultivators from the other two immortal realms?" Jiang Yu sought his opinion with her words, while her hands had already begun to act.

In the world, the most effective way to dispel yin evil is lightning.

Without hesitation, she activated the Thunder Bamboo Fan, guiding a slight arc of electricity to strike the head of a Lingxu Sect Golden Core cultivator.

"You scared me; I thought you were going to strike Chongdao Zhenren." Jiang Tu mourned the Lingxu Sect cultivator in silence, while Jiang Yu was clearly using him as an experiment.

Moreover, when a bolt of electricity struck down, that cultivator showed a slight movement.

Guo Jue immediately brought his still-living uncle master over; the other had already perished and he could not save him, saying, "First strike my uncle master; he has mastered the Diamond Technique, his flesh is extremely strong."

Jiang Yu thought it over and agreed: "Help me give the Lingxu Sect True Person an acupuncture needle; maybe he'll wake up faster."

"Jiang Tu, you guard Guo Jue's Dharma."

"Sure." Jiang Tu was willing; he wanted to try using his claws to pat the Golden Core cultivator's forehead, so he jumped to that cultivator's side even faster than Guo Jue.

Staring at the person whose fingers twitched slightly, his figure suddenly swelled, and he stepped forward with a claw strike to the person's head.

Just as Guo Jue squatted down, that person opened his eyes, and without a word, reached out to grab Guo Jue's neck.

"Hey! Repaying kindness with enmity." Jiang Tu struck out with his claws like lightning, slapping twice hard; the cultivator had not yet touched Guo Jue's hand before he fainted and fell.

Guo Jue broke out in a sweat from fright; that person's speed was too fast, he doubted he could dodge without Jiang Tu's claw strike, saying, "Amitabha, Patron Jiang, thank you just now."

"What's there to be polite about? Jiang Yu's friend is my friend; we can just call each other by name." After saying that, Jiang Tu swooshed back to Jiang Yu's side.

Watching her strike the big monk's head with thicker lightning, and then waiting for Guo Jue to administer acupuncture, yet the person did not wake.

Thus he hesitated and said, "Let me try my claws again?"

"May I?" Jiang Yu needed Guo Jue's consent.

Guo Jue nodded without hesitation: "Perhaps it could work, but please Jiang Tu, use less force."

Just a moment ago he had clearly seen Jiang Tu's claws swelling the heads of the Lingxu Sect Golden Core cultivators to a great height.

It is said that there is some grudge between the two sects; Jiang Tu might have done it on purpose.

And Jiang Tu's reply also proved this point: "Don't worry, don't worry, we are our own people."

"Most likely, it's because your aura is useful; when exerting force, slightly apply it." Jiang Yu added.

And before her words had finished, Jiang Tu's claw had already slapped the big monk's bald head, in the same position as that Lingxu Sect cultivator.

With just one slap, that Golden Core Buddhist cultivator's eyes snapped open under the palm, and he raised his fist to strike.

Fortunately, the three had prepared in advance; Jiang Yu slapped an immobilizing talisman onto his chest with a pop, while Guo Jue activated a bell, swaying it before the big monk's eyes.

Only feeling the bell ring five times, the big monk's redness in his eyes slightly receded, "Uncle Master, are you awake?"

"He has an immobilizing talisman, so he can't speak." Jiang Tu followed Jiang Yu, slapping an immobilizing talisman on every living cultivator around.

When she arrived at the edge corner beside a cultivator, that person's hand was still pierced through another's chest.

And before Jiang Yu's immobilizing talisman could land, a soul shot forth at high speed.

"Seek death." Jiang Tu's spiritual fire, and the fire talisman in Jiang Yu's other hand, simultaneously struck the opponent.

Just as it seemed about to hit, the silent Peng Bird Yokai Soul flashed in like a ghost, its great claw seizing the soul and gulping it down into its belly.

A pair of eyes filled only with swaying, truly fragrant!

Moreover, it seemed to have suddenly opened another aperture, fluttering about within the formation, searching for other souls.

Jiang Yu and Jiang Tu's hearts lurched, they simultaneously shivered, and they ran back to Guo Jue as fast as possible.

And no longer conducting experiments, they directly took the Thunder Bamboo Fan, unleashing lightning to bombard Chongdao Zhenren; whoever woke up would be no match for their own elder awakening.

After their operations, Chongdao Zhenren indeed woke up, but did not immediately launch an attack—not because he didn't want to, but because he was immobilized.

And his eyes remained blood-red, glaring at people like a mortal enemy of his father.

"I'm coming," Jiang Tu doused his face with water, hoping to make him fully awake.

But it was of no use; instead, Guo Jue from the next room shouted joyfully, "Senior Uncle, you're awake!"

"Guo Jue, why are you here? Where is Senior Brother Yuan Zhi?" the senior monk covered his head and rubbed it hard, looking very uncomfortable.

Guo Jue was about to answer when the senior monk had already seen the senior brother lying in a pool of blood; he scrambled, jumped up, and ran.

"Guo Jue, could your bell have awakened someone?" Jiang Yu let out a quiet sigh of relief; at last one person had awakened, and there was no longer a need to worry about the dead core.