Chapter 697: Screams
Chapter 697: Screams
Chapter 697: Screams
In a place with clear mountains and beautiful waters, the air was filled with spiritual energy, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and herbs lingered. Amidst the flower and grass clusters stood a thatched cottage, looking like a paradise isolated from the world.
Yet, a heart-wrenching scream pierced the tranquil air.
"Here," said a burly man dressed in black as he approached, holding a jade plate.
On the disc, traces of milky white liquid swirled, with two golden eyeballs floating inside, still dripping with fresh blood.
It was quite an unsettling sight.
"Did you not knock him unconscious before taking them?" asked a delicate-looking woman as she took the jade plate from him.
Though she looked somewhat older, her skin remained fair and her eyes appeared gentle. With every step, her movements were so smooth and graceful, it felt like she was boneless.
"Forgot."
The burly man's skin was the color of aged bronze. He had a cold expression as he stared straight at the woman, appearing a little dull.
"Oh, how foolish," she chided softly, a look of pity in her eyes. "That must have hurt terribly. It’s no wonder he screamed so loudly."
"In that case, I’ll kill him, and he won’t feel any more pain."
"Go ahead, but give him a quick and painless death," the woman instructed.
The burly man obeyed and left.
At this moment, someone else in the room laughed heartily. "Ever since that Xie guy started following you, it seems like his brain’s been getting slower and slower."
"Well, if you sacrificed yourself everyday, your divine soul would become murky," the woman replied. "I can restore his lifespan and cultivation, but I can’t replace the fragments of the soul he’s lost. Haaaaa... I need to find a way to treat him."@@@@
"Lady Yishuo, your skill in medicine is second to none so I am sure you can do it," the person responded.
The person lying on the white bed appeared to be a handsome, noble youth. However, there was a silver scale on his forehead, and his eyes were two terrifying, blood-filled holes.
He was none other than Ji Lingjue, who had narrowly escaped from the Whale-Riding Immortal in the Sword-Hanging Kingdom. He had sacrificed his Xuan Yuan Eyes, which had been a crucial source of his power for many years, to survive. After escaping, he immediately sought out a healer for his injuries.
"And you..." the woman referred to as Lady Yishuo said softly, "you know his mind isn’t that sharp, so stop mocking him all the time. What if he hears you, and it hurts his feelings?"
"Oh, Lady Yishuo, you are both beautiful and kind," Ji Lingjue remarked with a faint smile.
Apart from the Celestial Master, the highest-ranking figure in the Celestial Charm Sect was undoubtedly Lady Yishuo. The reason was simple. In their line of work, injuries were inevitable, so they naturally treated healers with great respect. After all, no one would gamble with their own life.
"You should be more careful next time. To replace your Xuan Yuan Eyes this time, we had to capture a member of the Ji Family again. They are your kin. How can you bear it?" the woman asked as she worked on the eyeballs on the jade plate.
"I don’t care," Ji Lingjue scoffed. "I’d be happy if the whole Ji Family were wiped out."
"If they’re all gone, where will you find another pair of eyes next time?" Lady Yishuo replied. "The heavens show mercy to all life. You can’t just kill without reason."
With a look of compassion that seemed to encompass all of life, Lady Yishuo gently placed her hand on Ji Lingjue’s shoulder and said softly, "Bear with it."
"You—" another cultivator shouted, recoiling in shock and retreating mid-air. "We’re with—"
"Hehe..." The attacker cackled wickedly. "You’re from Red Cotton Peak, right? You’re exactly who I’m looking for."
At this moment, the escorts, including the powerful sixth-realm cultivator meditating in the rear, noticed something amiss. They sprang to their feet, swords in hand.
Upon seeing the young man’s face, the leader hesitated in shock. "You’re..."
"You recognize me, don’t you?" The youth’s gaze was sinister and defiant. "Put down what you’re transporting, and I’ll let you live."
The sixth-realm cultivator hesitated for a moment, then firmly replied, "Alright."
The other cultivators seemed to disagree. "But—"
The leader spoke solemnly, "Do you know who he is? I saw him six years ago at the Assembly of Immortal Sects. He’s Qi Lin’er of Penglai!"
"That monster..."
"What?"
At the mention of this name, the cultivators gasped and no longer objected to the leader’s decision. The Red Cotton Peak had given clear instructions: if faced with an unstoppable foe, abandoning the cargo was the prudent choice. Someone else from the Mount Shu Sect would retrieve it later.
However, just as the leader placed the treasure box on the ground and prepared to leave, Qi Lin'er raised his brow sharply.
"What are you trying to do?!" the sixth-realm cultivator questioned, sensing something wrong with Qi Lin’er’s flow of qi.
He raised his sword, unleashing countless beams of swordlight that formed a protective barrier around his group.
At that moment, Qi Lin’er’s figure flickered, charging through the barrier of swordlight. The beams struck his body with metallic clangs, but his scales rendered them ineffective.
Half of his body was covered in azure scales, giving him the appearance of a half-dragon, half-human monster. Even half of his face was shielded by the tough scales, and his golden eyes burned fiercely.
"You really thought you could leave?" Qi Lin'er said with a sneer. "How naive..."
Slash, slash, slash!
As his dragon claws slashed through the air, blood splattered. With his terrifyingly indestructible physique, none of the cultivators could last a single exchange.
In mere moments, all of them were dead.
"Hah."
After slaughtering the group, Qi Lin'er didn’t even glance at the treasure on the ground. Instead, he casually raised his foot and stomped down.
Smash.
The treasure box crumpled beneath his foot.
Then, he cast his gaze toward Mount Shu and a cold smirk tugged at his lips. "Let’s see if you’ll come this time."
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