Chapter 971: Join Forces?

Xiaoteng rode on a leopard's back, carrying a bulging pack. Inside, like always, was salt. This time, he also added a small iron pot and a large bundle of ropes. A month ago, he had vaguely seen a mo...That time, if it weren't for my good fortune and the repair of the Lixue Qianyue Array, giving it one more use. To escape from several Jindan cultivators wouldn't be easy.

Later, he also fought with Xiang Si Cheng over the Yingjie fruit. In short, there was constant infighting within the Xiang Kingdom's court, and he had some grievances with both sides.

"How many people are on the other side, and how strong are they" If it were ordinary people with no grievances, if there was enough benefit, they would kill them. They would just kill the other cultivators and feed them to this eight-legged demon ox beast. Lu Xia Tian felt a bit awkward in his heart about doing that.

Of course, as a member of the royal family of the nation, I've offended quite a few people. This time, consider it an interest payment.

"There are six of them. The strongest one should be at the eleventh level, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage in your human realm classification. There are also three Nascent Soul early stages and two who are only at the Golden Core stage, they can be ignored. I should be able to handle the Nascent Soul early stage without much trouble. You were able to deal with Zhan Yunliang so quickly, those three are inferior even to Zhan Yunliang, and they have two companions. I think dealing with the other three Nascent Soul cultivators shouldn't be a problem." The eight-legged demon bull analyzed the situation head-on.

“Let me make it clear to you beforehand, my two companions won't be participating in this fight.” Lu Xia Tian’s face darkened immediately. He had just begun to formulate a plan when the man said he was going to stand against a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. This was a bit too optimistic.

"Why, aren't you companions You were just working together to fight Ba-foot Demon Bull and Jan Yunliang before." The Eight-legged Demon Bull Beast said.

"You think everyone is as used to you eating human flesh as I am."

Lu Xiaotian rolled his eyes. Although the other party's intelligence was now indistinguishable from an ordinary person, their cultivation had improved. However, their innate living habits and way of thinking were extremely difficult to change.

"Well, I see your point. But this way things are going to get complicated," the eight-legged demon bull said, its massive hooves stepping lightly as if in thought.

"Well, I'll go check the situation first and see if any of them are separated from their group."

"Well then, just send me a message when the time comes."

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Lu Xiaoteng nodded, watching the eight-legged creature leave. A strange expression appeared in his eyes. It was clear that this eight-legged demonic ox beast had a soft spot for human flesh. However, whether it truly wanted to help him against the Xiang Guo royal family or take advantage of the situation to deal with him remained uncertain. The eight-legged demonic ox beast looked rough and might have thought of using someone else as a knife. This showed that it was not just physically strong but also intelligent.

Originally, Lu Xia Tian would have definitely gone hands-on. After all, the Fire Escape Seal was only just refined, and after reabsorbing the power of the Vairocana Spirit Fire, it would likely take close to an hour to recover. It couldn't be used infinitely.

While Lu Qing and Lady Huaying were not necessarily going to refuse his request, on one hand, the fact that the Eight-Footed Demon Ox Beast ate human flesh was indeed unsettling. On the other hand, they naturally wanted to keep the two as a backup, after all, since the Eight-Footed Demon Ox Beast knew he had three people, and even dared to come again after the previous battle, it must have had some reason for doing so.

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Lu Xia Tian was considering his power, when suddenly a cold sword intent like moonlight on the lake rippled towards him.

Lu Xiaoxian was astonished to hear the recounting. From afar, in the boundless expanse of emptiness, a graceful and ethereal figure materialized as if from thin air. Like an immortal dancing on clouds, she moved with elegance, her garments flowing gently. Her clear eyes were like ancient wells, unruffled by any ripples.

If Lu Xiaoteng had previously felt the chill of a newly born iceberg from Luo Qing, that icy sting was now gone. In its place was a distant, ethereal coldness, an aloof indifference. It seemed as if everything in heaven and earth held no more allure for Luo Qing.

At this time, Luo Qing's beauty was unparalleled, yet she gave no one the feeling of impropriety. Luo Qing opened her hands, and her body slowly rose. The sword intent emanating from her was like a bright, cold moon hanging high in the sky, just as an ice glacier would appear.

One, two, three shadows flew out from Luo Qing's body, continuously until the ninth shadow emerged, symbolizing the meaning of the Nine Saints. This was precisely the "Nine Saints Clearing Heart Moon Sky Scripture" cultivated by Luo Qing. At this time, Luo Qing had already entered a realm. The nine shadows floated in mid-air, each emitting sword intent, almost completely sealing that space.

Luo Qing looked at Lu Xiaoxiao from afar, her cold eyes like a sharp arrow, piercing the space between Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Xia Tian's avatar submerged in the Wujian Stone Tablet, as if struck by enlightenment, swept away the heavy mist within the stone tablet. The empty flying sword, compared to before, seemed to have an indistinct connection. There was a greater sense of spiritual communion with himself.

This feeling was distinctly felt by Lu Xia Tian in the Zhen Yao Tower, so he used the Seventh Grade Floating Pagoda, whose power was immense. However, with the Miao Miao Flying Sword, he had never been successful. Still, due to the formidable killing power of the Miao Miao Sword Embryo, Lu Xia Tian had never given up his efforts in this regard.

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At this time, seeing Luoching enter the border, Lu Xia Tian felt a surge of understanding. He gained further insight from the Wujian Stone Tablet. Compared to Luoching's cold and aloof sword intent, another kind of ethereal sword intent, wavering between reality and illusion, rippled out from Lu Xia Tian's body.

Hua Yingfu was originally in the midst of her cultivation when she was suddenly awakened by two powerful sword intents. She flashed out and stood outside the cave, just in time to see Lu Xiaottian and Luo Qing both emitting sword intent. Her expression became complex. Both were cultivators who had only recently entered the Nascent Soul stage, but their progress in strength far surpassed the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

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Lu Qing moved, and with a sword strike, she aimed at Lu Xiaitian in the empty air.

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Lu Xia Tian's eyes narrowed, a flash in the void, sword qi rippled through the air.

One beam as cold as the winter moon, one drifting like a gentle breeze, crossed in the air and dissipated. But this was merely the beginning.

Blades of sword qi danced wildly, filling the space for several miles. Luo Qing took a step forward, leaving a long shadow behind him. At a glance, those nine shadows were almost indistinguishable from real ones. Whenever he thrust his sword, it pierced through the shadow, but upon closer inspection, it was not a solid form. After the sword qi passed, the phantom remained unchanged.

After countless exchanges of blows, the two suddenly stopped. A few strands of blue silk fell from Luò Qīng's temple.

Luò Qīng extended a hand, a few strands of blue silk floating and landing in her palm. Two glistening teardrops slid from her eye sockets, devoid of sorrow or grief, her face still as cold as ever.

"The silken threads are severed, Brother Lu. Though we stand close, we are worlds apart now. Farewell!" With those words, a figure flickered, the white silhouette vanishing into the wind. Two shimmering tears fell from the air, rippling the surface of a small pool on the ground before disappearing without a trace.

"Luo Qing girl, Luo Qing girl!" Madam Huaying hurried to call out behind her, but Luo Qing was already a fading shadow, almost nonexistent.

(San Qi Chinese)

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