novelhk Chapter 107 A Battlefield of Bloodshed, Zhang Xiaofan in Danger!
Chapter 107 A Battlefield of Bloodshed, Zhang Xiaofan in Danger!
Chapter 107 A Battlefield of Bloodshed, Zhang Xiaofan in Danger!
The Xuanhuo Mirror is the essence of all fires, the most yang and yang thing in the world. With special techniques, it can even summon the ancient beast, the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon. Yan Hong and Li Xun have been practicing the direct lineage fire techniques of the Burning Incense Valley for many years and are very familiar with the aura of the Xuanhuo Mirror. The scorching heat and violence of the dragon talisman when it was released just now, although the form was different, the spirit was exactly the same.
Yan Hong held this view, and as his senior brother from the same lineage, Li Xun naturally shared the same opinion.
The Nine Yang Ruler was immediately drawn, its crimson light illuminating his cold, stern face. Pointing the ruler's tip at Russell and Xiaoyu, he shouted sharply, "What is your relationship with that fox demon?!"
Russell grinned; it turned out to be the duo from Burning Incense Valley.
In many fanfictions of Jade Dynasty, Li Xun is a typical villainous clown, characterized by arrogance, disdain for others, and a haughty attitude.
Whenever the protagonist intends to woo Lu Xueqi, Li Xun is always dragged out as a negative example. First, he looks down on the protagonist, then he gets slapped in the face by the protagonist's daily show-offs, becomes the clown among clowns, and finally dies along with Fenxiang Valley.
If she were even less lucky and encountered a protagonist with a harem theme, Yan Hong would most likely switch sides, falling for the protagonist's charm and simultaneously putting down her senior brother.
In reality, Li Xun was simply doing what the senior disciple of Fenxiang Valley should do from beginning to end.
He was indeed arrogant and disdainful of others. If we don't count the ambush on Zhang Xiaofan who became Gui Li, he had never done anything truly despicable. As for the secret deal between Fenxiang Valley and the Beast God, he was completely unaware of it. From beginning to end, he was just a pawn kept in the dark.
Russell's original plan, apart from rescuing Xiaobai, did not include any other intentions towards Fenxiang Valley. However, since he has now run into them, he is sorry.
Wouldn't it be a waste not to make good use of these two people's appearance?
He immediately flicked his wrist, and more than ten Blazing Sun Talismans flew out of his hand, trailing dazzling golden flames, like a sudden meteor shower, crashing down on Li Xun.
"Holy crap!" Li Xun's pupils shrank, and a phrase from the national treasures of China slipped out.
This man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is so utterly lacking in martial ethics!
According to the code of chivalry, shouldn't the two sides first exchange words, then get into a heated argument, and only then fight? How come they started fighting right away without even giving each other a warning!
Without time to think, the Nine Yang Ruler hastily sealed itself off, its light surging and forming a crimson barrier in front of it.
"Boom boom boom boom—!"
The talismans exploded one after another, and the blazing flames illuminated the night sky as bright as day.
Seeing this, Yan Hong and several disciples from the Incense Valley behind her also summoned their magical artifacts, and colorful lights intertwined in the sky to form a chaotic light curtain.
The shockwave forced Li Xun to stagger back several steps, his hands going numb, and he was filled with both shock and anger.
"Let's go." Amidst the chaotic light and shadow, Russell spread his Purple Cloud Wings, called out to Xiaoyu, and his figure soared into the air, transforming into a streak of purple light that shot into the distant sky.
Xiaoyu followed closely behind. With the blessing of the chicken talisman, her speed in spirit form was not slow at all. The two figures, one in front of the other, covered a hundred feet in an instant and were about to disappear into the night.
"Aunt You!" Biyao looked at the rapidly shrinking purple trail in the sky and couldn't help but turn to look at Youji beside her.
Putting aside the unreasonable bombardment of talismans just now, the pair of purple wings on his back alone genuinely captured her aesthetic sense.
She wants something this good too!
After a moment's hesitation, Youji made her decision: "Go after them and see."
Based on what the righteous disciple had just said, she deduced that this person should be a disciple of their Holy Sect. If so, if they could recruit this person into the Ghost King Sect, it would add some combat power to the sect.
Two streaks of light, one white and one purple, rose from their original positions and chased after the direction where Russell had disappeared.
Above the night sky, four beams of light chased each other, like four fireflies streaking across the sky.
After a long time, Li Xun and the others finally extinguished the last flame of the Blazing Sun Talisman. He stood holding the ruler, his chest heaving violently, his breath still ragged. He looked up and saw only four blurry points of light on the horizon, gradually fading into the night.
"—Senior brother, what should we do?" Yan Hong put away her magic weapon, her face showing worry.
Li Xun shook his head, slowly sheathing the Nine Yang Ruler. He took a deep breath and comforted his companion, "Don't worry. Now that we're at Liubo Mountain, we won't have trouble finding him. Let's go back and inform our Uncle-Master first. We'll get our revenge sooner or later."
In the heart of Liubo Mountain, there is an unnamed mountain peak.
Russell retracted his Purple Cloud Wings and landed on a smooth blue stone, polished by the sea breeze. Xiao Yu followed closely behind, looked around to make sure no one was chasing them, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Luo," she tilted her head, looking puzzled, "aren't we supposed to be trying to infiltrate the Ghost King Sect?"
"Biyao is already standing there, why are you running away?"
"We're going there to be treated like royalty. How can someone who's supposed to be treated like royalty just walk in on their own? That would make them look like a poor, destitute family."
Russell explained with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, two streaks of light landed one after the other on the mountaintop, landing steadily about ten feet in front of him.
Russell looked up and met Youji's calm yet scrutinizing eyes, as well as Biyao's inquisitive and curious face.
Without hesitation, he flipped his right hand, and more than twenty talismans fell into his palm, their flames flickering, ready to be unleashed.
Upon seeing this, Youji raised an eyebrow slightly, while Biyao, ever outspoken, exclaimed in surprise, "How do you have so many talismans?!"
Russell looked at her and replied meaningfully, "The world is dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. When you're out and about, it's good to carry some talismans. It'll make you feel more at ease. Like just now, out of nowhere, a bunch of people started attacking me."
Biyao was slightly taken aback, then a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face. She said apologetically, "What happened just now was my fault. Those guys were chasing me so fast that they thought you were an ambush they had set up. If you're still angry, you can hit me a few times too. But let's make it clear beforehand, I won't be stupid enough to not dodge when you hit me. We can talk about the rest after you've calmed down."
"Wow! I didn't expect the young sect leader of the Ghost King Sect to be so reasonable."
Russell was indeed somewhat surprised at first, after all, the Biyao in the original work gave people the feeling of a young lady who was so stubborn that she was unwilling to suffer any loss.
However, after thinking about it, he realized that the arrogance and domineering behavior in the original work were only displayed when he was with Zhang Xiaofan.
Only when you care will you unconsciously want the person you care about to have you in their heart and mind.
However, Zhang Xiaofan happens to be a bit of a simpleton and a dullard, and he is also constrained by the differences between sects and between good and evil, so his attitude towards Biyao is very awkward, which makes Biyao seem a bit unreasonable.
Now, facing Russell, she was already in the wrong, and she didn't have any other feelings in her heart, so she was much more normal.
Having adopted the proper attitude, Russell stopped putting on airs, flipped his wrist to collect the twenty-odd talismans in his palm, and then said, "My name is Russell, the Discipline Elder of the Blood Refining Hall."
Biyao blinked and asked curiously, "How did you know I'm the young sect leader of the Ghost King Sect?"
Russell glanced at the silent purple figure standing beside her: "We're all from the underworld, surely we know the Four Holy Envoys."
"That makes sense." Biyao had already come to believe Russell's explanation, but Youji smiled faintly, gazing at him through her veil, her tone calm: "How come I didn't know that the Blood Refining Hall had a Discipline Elder?"
"I was out on business a month ago and happened to miss your visit to Kongsang Mountain. It's perfectly normal that the Vermilion Bird Envoy doesn't know me either."
When this matter was brought up, Youji and Biyao couldn't help but exchange a glance, each seeing the awkwardness in the other's eyes.
"—You know we've been to Kongsang Mountain?" Biyao asked curiously, as she had always thought they were very well hidden.
"I wouldn't say I sensed anything, but I knew it perfectly well." Russell nodded affirmatively, then raised his hand and took out a smooth, lustrous bead the size of a pigeon egg from the void.
This thing was a recording bead given to him by Han Li. He infused it with a trace of magic power. In an instant, a five-colored halo burst forth from the bead, swirling and intertwining in the air, gradually condensing into a light screen. On the light screen, an image slowly unfolded, showing You Ji and Bi Yao leading people to explore the Abyss of the Dead.
Biyao opened her eyes wide and stared in amazement at the image-recording bead in Russell's hand, asking, "What is this? It can reproduce past images."
"?" Russell slowly typed a question mark. Realizing what he had done, he couldn't help but tap his forehead. He had forgotten that the world of Zhu Xian was different from other cultivation worlds.
There are no functional magic weapons here. All magic weapons are only for fighting. For cultivators like them, if a magic weapon cannot enhance their combat power, then it has no meaning.
After thinking for a moment, Russell's expression remained unchanged, and he blurted out: "The secret treasure left behind by the Black-Hearted Ancestor, the Image-Recording Pearl."
"I see." Youji nodded slightly, her doubts dispelled.
Only the ruthless old man who unified the Holy Church eight hundred years ago could possess such a magical artifact, but in that case—
Thinking this, Youji looked at Russell again. Before she could speak, Russell said first, "Saint Envoy Suzaku, there's no need to test us. There's nothing to hide. That's right, we've found the Blood-Dripping Cave."
Having her thoughts exposed, You Ji didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she continued, "If that's the case, it seems that your clan has come to Liubo Mountain this time to rebuild its reputation."
"Of course," Russell said, standing with his hands behind his back, his tone resounding. "It is our duty to rebuild the glory of the Blood Refining Hall."
This is troublesome—Youji paused for a moment, a sense of tension rising in her heart.
It's no wonder she acted this way; the psychological trauma the ruthless old man inflicted on the various sects of the demonic path back then was too profound.
That person appeared out of nowhere back then, and in just over ten years, he single-handedly transformed an unknown little Blood Refining Hall into the number one sect of the Holy Sect.
Before attacking the righteous path, he had already purged the demonic path. Those who submitted were made vassals, and those who knelt low enough could be treated like dogs. Those who did not submit were turned into dried corpses by the Bloodthirsty Bead.
Such iron-fisted methods meant that no one dared to cause trouble while the Black Heart Elder was alive. However, as soon as the Black Heart Elder died, the various factions of the demonic path almost couldn't wait to launch a frenzied counterattack and purge against the Blood Refining Hall.
That's why the once-powerful Blood Refining Hall declined in such a short time, and that's why the current master of the Blood Refining Hall is only at the late Jade Purity stage.
Unexpectedly, under such high pressure, they were able to rise from the ashes and make a comeback.
Youji calmed herself down and decided to report the matter to the sect leader as soon as she returned, so that she could make plans as soon as possible.
Ignoring what Youji was thinking, Russell turned to Biyao and said, "Putting everything else aside, the main force of the Blood Refining Hall is about to arrive. Would Miss Biyao be willing to come with me to meet them?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Biyao immediately agreed. She was bored anyway, and wanted to find out why the Blood Refining Hall dared to say that they could rebuild their glory.
Youji also wanted to see the true strength of the Blood Refining Hall, so she naturally wouldn't refuse.
The four immediately took to the air and, led by Russell, arrived at the shore.
A sea breeze caressed my face, and the sound of waves could be faintly heard.
Biyao landed on a black rock smoothed by the tide. She looked around and saw only an empty beach with scattered rocks. Apart from the night wind and the sound of the waves, there was not a single person in sight.
She turned to look at Russell: "Elder Luo, are you lying to us? There's no one here!"
Russell gestured with his chin towards the sea.
"Here we are."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea surface suddenly bulged.
A massive black shadow pierced through the layers of waves, slowly rising from below the sea surface.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of light leaped up from the deck, piercing the night sky and descending towards the shore.
"Brother Luo!" Zhang Xiaofan greeted him happily. Just as Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi were about to introduce Luo Su, his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the emerald green figure beside Luo Su. At that moment, Bi Yao was also curiously looking at Zhang Xiaofan.
For a moment, their eyes met in mid-air.
Their eyes met. The night wind swept across the mudflats, lifting a few strands of hair from the girl's temples and also stirring the tassel hanging from the fire poker in the boy's hand.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.
What beautiful eyes.
The thought popped into his head for no reason, and his heart skipped a beat as if someone had gently squeezed it.
He didn't know that it was called stunning; he only felt that those eyes were as clear as the first melting snow in the mountains, yet they also held something that was not very clear, like the last ray of light on the horizon as dusk was about to end.
Lu Xueqi, who had been keeping a close eye on Zhang Xiaofan, raised an eyebrow slightly and slowly withdrew her gaze from the girl, returning it to Zhang Xiaofan's profile.
She didn't speak, but the atmosphere visibly became tense.
Biyao naturally noticed this scene, and for some reason, she felt a sense of disgust the moment she saw Lu Xueqi.
So instead of avoiding the other party, she even curled the corners of her mouth in a provocative manner.
He was looking at her, she was looking at him looking at her, and she noticed he was looking at her.
In that split second, Russell snapped the photo.
[Chat Group Channel]
It's still that same small group chat without Zhang Xiaofan.
Russell: "[Image]"
Russell: "Xiao Fan, danger!"
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