305: Qingyi Crisis

A faint sense of melancholy inevitably flashes through your heart.

Before they could speak again, you already said indifferently: "Follow me into the Immortal Cave."

Although your tone is calm, it is like an edict that cannot be disobeyed.

Peak Master Wuji and the other two look troubled, yet they dare not refuse—in front of a Spirit Transformation Cultivator, escaping is absolutely impossible.

Once you are provoked, it would only give you an excuse to attack.

Furthermore, the small beast on your shoulder, which appears harmless, has already chilled them to the bone with the speed and ferocity it displayed just now when devouring the Magic Treasure.

The three of them exchange a glance and finally, biting the bullet, follow you into the Immortal Cave.

The Heaven And Earth Treasures inside the Immortal Cave are soon completely looted by you.

You only take the divine wood spirit peach, distribute a small portion of the remaining Heaven And Earth Treasures to Qin Han, and give the rest entirely to Peak Master Wuji and the other two.

After leaving the Immortal Cave, you invite them to travel together.

The three of them naturally dare not refuse; they board the spirit boat with you and continue sailing toward the core area of the sea.

Half a month passes in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the ten-thousand-meter clouds, a spirit boat breaks through the clouds and waves, moving steadily forward.

Inside the third-floor pavilion of the spirit boat, you sit upright in the main seat.

Elder Jia, Widow Lu, and others stand quietly to the side, while Qin Feng, Peak Master Wuji, Nangong Xueyu, and Meaty sit separately in the elegant seats on both sides.

Qin Han squats on the low table beside your hand, his gaze scanning back and forth between you and Nangong Xueyu, as if contemplating something.

Nangong Xueyu remains tense, her eyes cast down, silent, and her thoughts unknown.

But you can feel that every time you look at her, a flash of horror and fear crosses her eyes.

Meaty, however, cannot suppress her curiosity and looks up at you: "Old man, why are you so good to us?"

You smile upon hearing this: "Actually, I have a favor to ask."

Peak Master Wuji quickly bows his hands: "If Senior has any instructions, this Junior will do anything to comply."

"I have heard that the Heavenly Sword Sect possesses a Cultivation Technique called the Limitless Primordial Chaos Art."

As soon as you finish speaking, Peak Master Wuji flips his hand to take out a Jade Slip and respectfully hands it over:

"This is the complete volume of the Cultivation Technique, divided into upper, middle, and lower scrolls. If Senior does not mind, please accept it as a small token of this Junior's sincerity."

You take the Jade Slip, scan it with your Divine Sense, and cannot help but feel a surge of joy—you did not expect to obtain this Cultivation Technique so easily.

You put away the Jade Slip and say with a smile: "Thanks."

"If Senior has no other instructions, may we three take our leave?" Peak Master Wuji asks tentatively.

You naturally understand their concerns, so you nod: "Alright, take care."

Just at this moment,

a battle with intense spiritual energy fluctuations in the sea area ahead catches your perception.

You scan it from afar with your Divine Sense, and your gaze suddenly turns cold.

Peak Master Wuji and the other two perceive the chilling killing intent in your expression, and their hearts all tighten.

Peak Master Wuji quickly bows his hands: "Senior, we will not leave for the time being..."

You raise your hand to stop him, channel spiritual energy into your feet, and the entire spirit boat suddenly accelerates, turning into a streak of light as it rushes toward that battlefield.

The battlefield is located on an isolated island, where two Nascent Soul Cultivators are joining forces to besiege Cao Qingyi—one is a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, and the other is an Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Cao Qingyi is struggling to defend herself, her aura already showing signs of disorder, and she is clearly in grave danger.

That Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator is none other than Yin Wujiu, the leader of the Flood Dragon Gang.

The Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator is Fu Hong, the Saint of the Divine Dragon Cult.

Chen Yongxiu and Ji Hui stand quietly to the side with a group of Golden Core guards, watching the battle without interfering.

On the ground, Cao Tianxiong and a group of Cao family guards are bound by a Restriction and cannot move.

Cao Tianxiong's chest is stained with blood, evidently having suffered a serious internal injury, and he can only stare fixedly with hateful and desperate eyes at his sister, who is trapped in a desperate situation in the air.

This place is already the core area, adjacent to the legendary "Floating City on the Sea."

These people originally came to search for traces of the Immortal Palace, but unexpectedly ran into Cao Qingyi and Cao Tianxiong here.

And Cao Qingyi came to search for you.

After she learned of your disappearance, she brought Cao Tianxiong and the guards to search for you all the way here, but she did not expect to encounter this group of people.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponents intended to capture her alive rather than kill her, she would likely have already collapsed.

Seeing that the situation is becoming increasingly dire, Cao Qingyi says coldly: "Fu Hong, are you not afraid of the Immortal Dynasty holding you accountable?"

"Hahaha," Fu Hong laughs loudly, "This place is a ruin; life and death are up to oneself. Moreover, everyone here is from my Divine Dragon Cult; who would dare to say anything?"

A crimson Flying Sword in his hand spits out flame radiance; wherever the sword light passes, the air scorches, specifically designed to break through protective True Qi.

"Cao Qingyi, as long as you are willing to submit to me, I will spare your and your brother's lives. How about it?"

His movement technique is devious; always in the gaps when Cao Qingyi is resisting Yin Wujiu's heavy pressure, he strikes from an unexpected angle, adding several wounds to her body.

"Dream on! I already have a Dao Companion!" Cao Qingyi grits her teeth and says.

"No matter," a trace of sinister cruelty flashes in Fu Hong's eyes, "After I kill your Dao Companion, you will naturally be free of worries."

It turns out he has repeatedly sought to marry Cao Qingyi and been rejected, harboring a grudge for a long time.

"Cao Qingyi, when you killed my Deputy Gang Leader, did you ever think of today?" Yin Wujiu also exerts force at the same time, his Black Water Profound Banner suddenly expands, transforming into a ferocious black dragon that opens its giant mouth to bite down.

Cao Qingyi's hair is disheveled, blood spills from the corner of her lips, and she struggles to activate her natal artifact, condensing a thick ice shield to resist the black water impact.

Bang!

The counter-shock force makes her stagger backward, leaving her back completely exposed.

"It's over!" A fierce look flashes in Fu Hong's eyes, and the tip of his Magic Treasure, the Heart Burning Sword, gathers a point of blinding red radiance, stabbing straight at Cao Qingyi's back!

Attacked from front and back, both are fatal strikes.

Cao Qingyi's face is as pale as paper, and a trace of despair flashes in her eyes.

It is not that she has no opportunity to escape, but her younger brother Cao Tianxiong is still in the opponent's hands; if she flees, the consequences are imaginable.

This is precisely the reason Fu Hong kept Cao Tianxiong's life to use as leverage.

In the blink of an eye, she has nowhere to hide.

Just at this moment of crisis—

A figure appears behind her like a ghost.

The person who arrived is none other than you.

You don't even make any extra movements; you just gently flick your sleeve.

The black dragon with monstrous ferocity seems to collide with an invisible barrier, lets out a wail, and explodes, turning back into black water filling the sky.

The black water is rolled back by an invisible force, rushing toward the astonished Yin Wujiu!

As for the Heart Burning Sword's radiance, you extend two fingers and gently pinch it between them.

The sword body vibrates and hums violently, the red light flashing fiercely, but it cannot break free from that seemingly casual pinch.

Fu Hong's face flushes red, he desperately channels his magical power, but the Flying Sword remains motionless.

You apply a little force with your fingertips.

Snap.

With a crisp cracking sound, that Heart Burning Sword is actually snapped in two by your two fingers!

The spiritual light on the sword body instantly extinguishes, turning into two broken pieces.

"Pfft!"

With his natal Flying Sword destroyed, Fu Hong is like being hit by a heavy blow, spraying a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly wilts.