lín xuān de dùn guāng bìng bù qǐ yǎn ， fēi xíng de sù dù yě bù tài kuài 。[]
林轩的遁光并不起眼，飞行的速度也不太快。[]
Lin Xuan's遁光 was unremarkable, and his flight speed not particularly fast.
yuè ér zhǐ zài wài miàn dài le liǎng gè shí chén zuǒ yòu ， jiù yòu chóng xīn huí dào le tiān jī fǔ ， hái bié shuō ， zhè yā tou zuì jìn xiū liàn mán yòng gōng 。
月儿只在外面待了两个时辰左右，就又重新回到了天机府，还别说，这丫头最近修炼蛮用功。
Moonlight only stayed outside for about two hours before she returned to the Heaven Fortune Mansion. It turned out that this girl had been diligently practicing recently.
yǎn kàn liè rì dāng kōng ， shí jiān yǐ jiē jìn zhōng wǔ ， lín xuān zhèng fēi yuè yī tán xiǎo hú ， tū rán dùn guāng yī huǎn ， xiàng shì gǎn yìng dào shén me shì de zhuǎn guò le tóu lái 。
眼看烈日当空，时间已接近中午，林轩正飞跃一潭小湖，突然遁光一缓，像是感应到什么似的转过了头来。
Seeing the sun high in the sky, it was nearly noon, Lin Xuan was soaring over a small lake when his遁光 suddenly slowed down as if sensing something. A hint of surprise flashed across his face; about seven or eight hundred miles to his left, there was an overwhelming煞气 and chaotic 灵气, indicating that some cultivators were in conflict.
liǎn shàng yǐn yǐn shǎn guò yī sī yà sè ， zì jǐ zuǒ cè yuē qī bā bǎi lǐ yuǎn ， shā qì chōng tiān ， líng qì yě pǒ wèi hùn luàn ， bú yòng shuō ， shì yǒu xiū xiān zhě zài nà lǐ fā shēng chōng tū 。
脸上隐隐闪过一丝讶色，自己左侧约七八百里远，煞气冲天，灵气也颇为混乱，不用说，是有修仙者在那里发生冲突。
Could this be related to the Praise轩 Pavilion?
huì bú huì yǔ bài xuān gé yǒu guān ne ？
会不会与拜轩阁有关呢？
Lin Xuan's thoughts raced for a moment before he transformed into a streak of startling light and flew off.
lín xuān nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou zhuǎn guò ， lüè yī chí yí ， jiù huà wèi yī dào jīng hóng fēi lüè ér qù 。
林轩脑海中念头转过，略一迟疑，就化为一道惊虹飞掠而去。
With his current遁术, he could travel a thousand miles in an instant; it was no exaggeration at all. Seven or eight hundred miles would take only a breath.
yǐ tā xiàn zài de dùn shù ， shùn xī qiān lǐ ， jué méi yǒu sī háo kuā zhāng zhī chù ， qī bā bǎi lǐ ， bù guò shì yí gè hū xī de gōng fu 。
以他现在的遁术，瞬息千里，绝没有丝毫夸张之处，七八百里，不过是一个呼吸的功夫。
Before him, 灵光 shone brightly, and the sound of explosions continued to reach his ears as法宝s danced in the sky, indicating that the conflict was far more intense than he had imagined.
zhǐ jiàn qián miàn líng guāng yào mù ， mì rú yǔ diǎn bān de bào liè shēng bù duàn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， tiān kōng zhōng fǎ bǎo jí wǔ ， dòu fǎ jìng shì jī liè dào yuǎn chāo xiǎng xiàng de dì bù 。
只见前面灵光耀目，密如雨点般的爆裂声不断传入耳朵，天空中法宝集舞，斗法竟是激烈到远超想象的地步。
Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling surprised and quickly focused his gaze. However, before he could see clearly, a blood-curdling scream entered his ears.
lín xuān yě bù yóu gǎn dào yǒu xiē jīng è ， máng níng mù wàng guò qù le ， rán ér hái méi yǒu kàn qīng chǔ ， jiù tīng jiàn “ a ” de yī shēng cǎn jiào chuán rù ěr duǒ 。
林轩也不由感到有些惊愕，忙凝目望过去了，然而还没有看清楚，就听见“啊”的一声惨叫传入耳朵。
Before him, the sight was gruesome; one cultivator's head had been taken off by the opponent.
yǎn qián xuè sè cì mù ， jìng shì qí zhōng yī míng xiū shì bèi duì fāng qǔ xià le tóu lú 。
眼前血色刺目，竟是其中一名修士被对方取下了头颅。
It seemed familiar but he couldn't quite place it.
yǒu xiē yǎn shú 。
有些眼熟。
Lin Xuan's eyes turned to rest on a woman among them.
dàn yī shí piàn kè què yòu xiǎng bù qǐ lái le 。
但一时片刻却又想不起来了。
"Meeting old friends in unexpected places," thought Lin Xuan. He still wanted to visit the Azure Cloud Mountain to understand the situation, but here they were, meeting again halfway through their journey.
lín xuān mù guāng zhuǎn guò ， sà rán tíng liú zài qí zhōng yī nǚ zǐ shēn shàng le 。
林轩目光转过，飒然停留在其中一女子身上了。
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose and couldn't help smiling.
zhēn shì rén shēng hé chù bù xiāng féng ， zì jǐ hái xiǎng qù bì yún shān liǎo jiě shì qíng shǐ mò ， méi xiǎng dào bàn lù shàng què yǔ tā chóng féng 。
真是人生何处不相逢，自己还想去碧云山了解事情始末，没想到半路上却与她重逢。
Just then, a hoarse voice echoed: "You ungrateful fellows! If you surrender now, you might suffer less. Willing to submit? This sovereign can spare your lives. But why insist on fighting like this? A few Condensation Core cultivators think they can resist me?"
lín xuān mō le mō bí zi ， liǎn shàng bù yóu de lù chū xiào róng 。
林轩摸了摸鼻子，脸上不由得露出笑容。
The speaker was a middle-aged cultivator in black robes, around forty years old, with a face full of stubble. Despite being outnumbered five to one, he still held the upper hand.
jiù zài cǐ kè ， què yǒu shā yǎ de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ：“ bù shí hǎo dǎi de jiā huo ， nǐ men ruò shì shù shǒu jiù fù ， hái kě yǐ shǎo shòu kǔ chǔ ， yuàn yì tóu xiáng de huà ， běn zūn wèi shǐ bù kě yǐ ráo nǐ men yī mìng ， què piān piān yào táng bì dāng chē ， qū qū jǐ gè níng dān qī xiū xiān zhě ， yǐ wéi néng gòu yǔ běn zūn duì kàng me ？”
就在此刻，却有沙哑的声音传入耳朵：“不识好歹的家伙，你们若是束手就缚，还可以少受苦楚，愿意投降的话，本尊未始不可以饶你们一命，却偏偏要螳臂当车，区区几个凝丹期修仙者，以为能够与本尊对抗么？”
This wasn't surprising; after all, he was an early-stage元婴 cultivator while his opponents were only at the Condensation Core stage.
shuō huà de shì yī míng shēn chuān hēi páo de xiū xiān zhě ” yuē sì shí chū tóu ， mǎn liǎn héng ròu ， jǐn guǎn shì yǐ yī dí wǔ ， què yī jiù dà zhàn shàng fēng 。
说话的是一名身穿黑袍的修仙者”约四十出头，满脸横肉，尽管是以一敌五，却依旧大占上风。
Although higher cultivation stages could compensate for numbers, five Condensation Core cultivators couldn't hope to resist a veteran monster like him.
zhè yě shì nán guài de ， bì jìng tā shì yī míng yuán yīng chū qī de xiū xiān zhě ， ér wéi gōng tā de wǔ rén ， dōu bù guò shì níng dān qī bà le 。
这也是难怪的，毕竟他是一名元婴初期的修仙者，而围攻他的五人，都不过是凝丹期罢了。
The opponent hadn't even summoned any法宝s; just a mysterious Five Elements technique left them struggling to defend themselves.
suī rán jìng jiè wèi shǐ bù kě yòng rén shù mí bǔ ， dàn wǔ míng níng dān xiū shì xiǎng yào duì kàng yuán yīng qī lǎo guài wù ， bù guò chī rén shuō mèng 。
虽然境界未始不可用人数弥补，但五名凝丹修士想要对抗元婴期老怪物，不过痴人说梦。
As Lin Xuan watched, he found his own familiar the techniques.
duì fāng shèn zhì lián fǎ bǎo yě méi yǒu jì chū ， jǐn jǐn shì yī shēn guǐ yì mò cè de wǔ xíng fǎ shù ， jiù yǐ ràng wǔ rén dǐ dǎng bú zhù 。
对方甚至连法宝也没有祭出，仅仅是一身诡异莫测的五行法术，就已让五人抵挡不住。
It seemed they had faced similar enemies before, though those opponents were far stronger than this early-stage元婴 cultivator.
ér tā de gōng fǎ lín xuān yě yuè kàn yuè jué de yǎn shú 。
而他的功法林轩也越看越觉得眼熟。
"Senior Sister, let's go. This old man is for us to handle," said a tall and thin cultivator, driving a flying sword-like treasure with him surrounded by a dozen-inch-long灵芒.
sì hū zì jǐ yǔ lèi sì de dí rén jiāo guò shǒu ， dāng rán nà dí rén kě bǐ yǎn qián de yuán yīng xiū shì yào qiáng shàng xǔ duō 。
似乎自己与类似的敌人交过手，当然那敌人可比眼前的元婴修士要强上许多。
"Yes, Senior Sister; our sect still needs you to take charge of the situation." Another one-armed cultivator intensified his attack.
“ shī jiě ， mí kuài zǒu ， yǎn qián de lǎo jiā huǒ ， yóu wǒ men dǎng zhù 。” shuō huà de shì yī míng shēn cái shòu gāo de xiū xiān zhě ， qū shǐ zhe yī bǐng fēi jiàn xíng zhuàng de bǎo wù ， hún shēn shàng xià dōu bèi chǐ xǔ zhǎng de líng máng bāo guǒ 。
“师姐，弥快走，眼前的老家伙，由我们挡住。”说话的是一名身材瘦高的修仙者，驱使着一柄飞剑形状的宝物，浑身上下都被尺许长的灵芒包裹。
"Hmph! Wanting to leave? Dream on, Fairy Xu. Stay here for this sovereign," said the元婴 cultivator, turning to the only woman in the group with a sinister smile.
“ shì a ， shī jiě ” běn mén hái yǒu dài mí huí qù zhǔ chí dà jú 。” lìng yī míng dú bì xiū xiān zhě yě jiā qiáng le gōng shì 。
“是啊，师姐”本门还有待弥回去主持大局。”另一名独臂修仙者也加强了攻势。
This woman appeared to be around twenty-seven or eight years old, curvaceous but with a cute and delicate face. Though not a beauty, she exuded an unusual charm.
“ hēng ， xiǎng zǒu ” bái rì zuò mèng ， xú xiān zi ， nǐ jiù guāi guāi gěi běn zūn liú zài zhè lǐ hǎo le 。”
“哼，想走”白日做梦，徐仙子，你就乖乖给本尊留在这里好了。”
She was Zheng Bo's mother, also the wife of the Heavenly斑 Sect Master.
nà yuán yīng qī xiū shì zhuǎn guò tóu ， chōng zài chǎng wéi yī de nǚ zǐ yào chū zhēng níng de xiào róng 。
那元婴期修士转过头，冲在场唯一的女子要出狰狞的笑容。
Before his words were finished, a terrifying aura erupted from him as he opened his mouth to spit out a peculiar-shaped treasure that resembled a curved blade used by nomadic tribes on the grasslands. The blade struck Xu Yin's head with ferocity.
cǐ nǚ kàn shàng qù yuē èr shí qī 、 bā nián jì ， shēn cái fēng yú ， rán ér què zhǎng zhe yī zhāng qīng xiù kě ài de wá wá liǎn ， suī fēi jué sè měi nǚ ” dàn hún shēn shàng qù ， què tòu chū yī zhǒng bié yàng de fēng qíng 。
此女看上去约二十七、八年纪，身材丰腴，然而却长着一张清秀可爱的娃娃脸，虽非绝色美女”但浑身上去，却透出一种别样的风情。
The attack was ruthless; no mercy for women or men.
zhèng shì tiān bān mén zhǔ de fū rén ， yě shì zhèng bǒ de mǔ qīn 。
正是天斑门主的夫人，也是郑簸的母亲。
But it wasn't strange; enemies were enemies, and there was no distinction between genders.
nà hēi páo xiū shì huà yīn wèi luò ， hún shēn shàng xià dǒu rán yǒu kě pà de shā qì mào chū ， zhāng kāi kǒu ， pēn chū yī xíng zhuàng qí chí de bǎo wù 。
那黑袍修士话音未落，浑身上下陡然有可怕的杀气冒出，张开口，喷出一形状奇持的宝物。
Xu Yin's expression turned pale as she couldn't withstand an元婴 cultivator's power and tried to retreat. However, the air around her suddenly became solid, and she found herself unable to move.
jìng yǔ cǎo yuán yóu mù mín zú cháng yòng de wān dāo pǒ yǒu jǐ fēn xiāng sì zhī chù ， lì máng cì mù ， hěn hěn zhǎn xiàng xú yīn de tóu lú 。
竟与草原游牧民族常用的弯刀颇有几分相似之处，厉芒刺目，狠狠斩向徐茵的头颅。
"What secret technique is this?"
chū shǒu hěn là wú bǐ ， fēn háo yě bù dǒng de lián xiāng xī yù 。
出手狠辣无比，分毫也不懂得怜香惜玉。
Xu Yin was shocked but could only watch helplessly as the blade sliced towards her head.
bù guò yě méi shén me hào qí guài de ， dí rén jiù shì dí rén ， nǎ hái yǒu shén me nán nǚ zhī fēn 。
不过也没什么好奇怪的，敌人就是敌人，哪还有什么男女之分。
Her fellow cultivators were both alarmed and angry but couldn't assist; they were also caught in the attack and couldn't save themselves either.
xú yīn huā róng shī sè ， tā dāng rán bù gǎn yìng káng yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě ， máng hòu tuì xiǎng duǒ ， què fā xiàn zhōu wéi de kōng qì měng rán biàn dé níng gù ， jiāo qū jìng dòng tán bù dé 。
徐茵花容失色，她当然不敢硬扛元婴期修仙者，忙后退想躲，却发现周围的空气猛然变得凝固，娇躯竟动弹不得。
Just then, "Mother!"
“ zhè shì shén me mì shù ？”
“这是什么秘术？”
A young woman's cry echoed. A beautiful girl appeared out of nowhere a dozen feet away.
xú yīn dà jīng shī sè ， què yě zhǐ néng yǎn zhēng zhēng de kàn zhe nà lì máng zhǎn xiàng zì jǐ de tóu lú 。
徐茵大惊失色，却也只能眼睁睁的看着那厉芒斩向自己的头颅。
Of course, it was Zheng Bo.
jǐ míng tóng mén yòu jīng yòu nù ” dàn yě shì ài mò néng zhù de ， tā men yě bèi duì fāng de gōng jī qiān chě ， ní pú sà guò hé ， zì shēn nán bǎo le 。
几名同门又惊又怒”但也是爱莫能助的，他们也被对方的攻击牵扯，泥菩萨过河，自身难保了。
Who would say that cultivators are selfish? Family ties matter too.
jiù zài cǐ kè 。
就在此刻。
Seeing her mother in danger, this girl immediately left the Heaven Fortune Mansion without hesitation and tried to use her treasure to protect her, but it was too late. Zheng Bo flew over with all his might, spreading his arms to shield his mother's body, using his own delicate frame as a barrier against the blade.
yī shēng jiāo hū chuán rù ěr duǒ ， suí hòu shí yú zhàng kāi wài ， líng guāng yī shǎn ， yī wèi měi mào shào nǚ píng kōng chū xiàn zài le zhòng rén de yǎn qián 。
一声娇呼传入耳朵，随后十余丈开外，灵光一闪，一位美貌少女凭空出现在了众人的眼前。
Xu Yin was shocked; they hadn't seen each other in a century and she never expected her beloved daughter to appear at such a critical moment.
bú yòng shuō ， zì rán shì zhèng zhé 。
不用说，自然是郑辙。
Though their reunion should have been joyful, it now faced a dire threat of bloodshed.
shuí shuō xiū xiān zhě zì sī zì lì ， qīn qíng yě shì hěn zhòng yào dì 。
谁说修仙者自私自利，亲情也是很重要地。
In times of crisis, people often tap into extraordinary potential. Xu Yin's concern for her daughter caused her 灵力 to surge, breaking free from the opponent's secret technique. With a swish of her waist, she stood in front of her daughter.
kàn jiàn mǔ qīn yù xiǎn ， zhè yā tou èr huà bù shuō jiù cóng tiān jī fǔ lǐ chū lái ， zhè shí hòu jì chū fǎ bǎo yǐ jīng lái bù jí ， zhèng bān quán lì fēi le guò lái ， zhāng kāi shuāng shǒu ， hù zài mǔ qīn de shēn qián ， jìng yòng zì jǐ de jiāo qū ， qù wèi niáng dǎng jiàn 。
看见母亲遇险，这丫头二话不说就从天机府里出来，这时候祭出法宝已经来不及，郑斑全力飞了过来，张开双手，护在母亲的身前，竟用自己的娇躯，去为娘挡剑。
"Hmm?"
“ bǒ ér 。”
“簸儿。”
The black-robed cultivator was surprised but then sneered. He didn't know how the young woman appeared or why Xu Yin could break his restraint; it mattered not; they would both be his victims.
xú yīn dà jīng shī sè ， mǔ nǚ liǎng yī bié jiù shì bǎi nián ， zuò mèng yě méi xiǎng dào ài nǚ huì zài zhè ge shí hòu chū xiàn 。
徐茵大惊失色，母女两一别就是百年，做梦也没想到爱女会在这个时候出现。
As the two women faced imminent danger, the curved blade was only a foot away from them. An unbelievable scene unfolded before their eyes.
běn lái chóng féng yīng gāi xīn xǐ ， dàn cǐ kè què miàn lín zhe xuè jiàn wǔ bù de wēi jī 。
本来重逢应该欣喜，但此刻却面临着血溅五步的危机。
Without warning, the blade shattered into pieces of rusted metal.
dòng wù shàng qiě hù àn ， gèng hé kuàng shì xiū xiān zhě ne ？
动物尚且护按，更何况是修仙者呢？
"Phew..."
zài wēi jī shí kè ， rén cháng cháng kě yǐ fā huī chū yuǎn chāo píng shí de qián lì ， xú yīn dān xīn ài nǚ ， hún shēn líng lì bào zhǎng ， jìng yī xià zi zhèng tuō le duì fāng mì shù de shù fù ， liǔ yāo yī bǎi ， jiù yǐ dǎng zài le ài nǚ de shēn qián 。
在危机时刻，人常常可以发挥出远超平时的潜力，徐茵担心爱女，浑身灵力暴涨，竟一下子挣脱了对方秘术的束缚，柳腰一摆，就已挡在了爱女的身前。
The loss of his本命法宝 caused a shock to his heart and mind; the black-robed cultivator's face turned pale as he spat out blood.
“ yí ？”
“咦？”
A hint of fear flashed in his eyes. As an early-stage元婴 cultivator, he couldn't understand how the treasure was destroyed.
nà hēi páo xiū shì dà gǎn jīng è ， dàn suí hòu zuǐ jiǎo biān yòu lù chū lěng xiào zhī sè lái le ， tā bù zhī dào nà shào nǚ shì zěn me lái de ， yě xiǎng bù tōng xú yīn wèi hé néng jiě kāi zì jǐ de shù fù ， dàn zhēng zhá méi yòng ， tā liǎ duǒ wú kě duǒ ， yī yàng huì biàn chéng zì jǐ de dāo xià zhī guǐ de 。
那黑袍修士大感惊愕，但随后嘴角边又露出冷笑之色来了，他不知道那少女是怎么来的，也想不通徐茵为何能解开自己的束缚，但挣扎没用，她俩躲无可躲，一样会变成自己的刀下之鬼的。
Could it be...
yǎn kàn liǎng nǚ jiù yào xiāng xiāo yù yǔn ， nà wān dāo jù lí tā men yǐ bù guò chǐ xǔ ， bù kě sī yì de yí mù chū xiàn zài le yǎn lián lǐ 。
眼看两女就要香消玉殒，那弯刀距离她们已不过尺许，不可思议的一幕出现在了眼帘里。
"Who dares to play god here? Disrespecting this sovereign will bring you pain," the man spoke with a fierce exterior but a weak core.
háo méi zhēng zhào de ， nà wān dāo jìng rán suì liè diào 。
毫没征兆的，那弯刀竟然碎裂掉。
"Hmph! Pain of soul extraction; a mere early-stage元婴 cultivator is truly reckless."
huà wèi le yī duī pò tóng làn tiě 。
化为了一堆破铜烂铁。
A clear voice echoed, and a male and female figure appeared in the air.
“ pū ……”
“噗……”
Moonlight's face was filled with pride; it must have been the little girl who acted. After all, Zheng Bo was her beloved disciple, how could she leave him to die?
běn mìng fǎ bǎo shòu sǔn ， zì rán yào qiān dòng xīn shén ， hēi páo xiū shì liǎn bái rú zhǐ ， yī kǒu xiān xuè pēn le chū qù 。
本命法宝受损，自然要牵动心神，黑袍修士脸白如纸，一口鲜血喷了出去。
Seeing two unexpected guests, the black-robed cultivator was both alarmed and suspicious, immediately scanning his mental awareness towards them.
tā de yǎn zhōng gèng yǐn yǐn shǎn guò yī sī jīng kǒng zhī sè ， shēn wèi yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě ， zì jǐ jū rán bù zhī dào bǎo wù shì zěn me huǐ diào de 。
他的眼中更隐隐闪过一丝惊恐之色，身为元婴期修仙者，自己居然不知道宝物是怎么毁掉的。
At this moment, concealing one's cultivation level had no meaning; powerful 灵力 flowed through the master and servant's bodies.
nán dào bān …
难道斑…
"Whoa..."
“ shuí ， shuí zài nà lǐ zhuāng shén nòng guǐ ， dé zuì běn zūn ， jiù bù pà shòu nà chōu hún zhī kǔ ？” zhè jiā huo sè lì nèi chá de kāi kǒu le 。
“谁，谁在那里装神弄鬼，得罪本尊，就不怕受那抽魂之苦？”这家伙色厉内茬的开口了。
A mere early-stage元婴 cultivator couldn't sense their cultivation levels but they were clearly much more formidable than an advanced-stage元婴 cultivator.
Lin Xuan's遁光 was unremarkable, and his flight speed not particularly fast.
Moonlight only stayed outside for about two hours before she returned to the Heaven Fortune Mansion. It turned out that this girl had been diligently practicing recently.
Seeing the sun high in the sky, it was nearly noon, Lin Xuan was soaring over a small lake when his遁光 suddenly slowed down as if sensing something. A hint of surprise flashed across his face; about seven or eight hundred miles to his left, there was an overwhelming煞气 and chaotic 灵气, indicating that some cultivators were in conflict.
Could this be related to the Praise轩 Pavilion?
Lin Xuan's thoughts raced for a moment before he transformed into a streak of startling light and flew off.
With his current遁术, he could travel a thousand miles in an instant; it was no exaggeration at all. Seven or eight hundred miles would take only a breath.
Before him, 灵光 shone brightly, and the sound of explosions continued to reach his ears as法宝s danced in the sky, indicating that the conflict was far more intense than he had imagined.
Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling surprised and quickly focused his gaze. However, before he could see clearly, a blood-curdling scream entered his ears.
Before him, the sight was gruesome; one cultivator's head had been taken off by the opponent.
It seemed familiar but he couldn't quite place it.
Lin Xuan's eyes turned to rest on a woman among them.
"Meeting old friends in unexpected places," thought Lin Xuan. He still wanted to visit the Azure Cloud Mountain to understand the situation, but here they were, meeting again halfway through their journey.
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose and couldn't help smiling.
Just then, a hoarse voice echoed: "You ungrateful fellows! If you surrender now, you might suffer less. Willing to submit? This sovereign can spare your lives. But why insist on fighting like this? A few Condensation Core cultivators think they can resist me?"
The speaker was a middle-aged cultivator in black robes, around forty years old, with a face full of stubble. Despite being outnumbered five to one, he still held the upper hand.
This wasn't surprising; after all, he was an early-stage元婴 cultivator while his opponents were only at the Condensation Core stage.
Although higher cultivation stages could compensate for numbers, five Condensation Core cultivators couldn't hope to resist a veteran monster like him.
The opponent hadn't even summoned any法宝s; just a mysterious Five Elements technique left them struggling to defend themselves.
As Lin Xuan watched, he found his own familiar the techniques.
It seemed they had faced similar enemies before, though those opponents were far stronger than this early-stage元婴 cultivator.
"Senior Sister, let's go. This old man is for us to handle," said a tall and thin cultivator, driving a flying sword-like treasure with him surrounded by a dozen-inch-long灵芒.
"Yes, Senior Sister; our sect still needs you to take charge of the situation." Another one-armed cultivator intensified his attack.
"Hmph! Wanting to leave? Dream on, Fairy Xu. Stay here for this sovereign," said the元婴 cultivator, turning to the only woman in the group with a sinister smile.
This woman appeared to be around twenty-seven or eight years old, curvaceous but with a cute and delicate face. Though not a beauty, she exuded an unusual charm.
She was Zheng Bo's mother, also the wife of the Heavenly斑 Sect Master.
Before his words were finished, a terrifying aura erupted from him as he opened his mouth to spit out a peculiar-shaped treasure that resembled a curved blade used by nomadic tribes on the grasslands. The blade struck Xu Yin's head with ferocity.
The attack was ruthless; no mercy for women or men.
But it wasn't strange; enemies were enemies, and there was no distinction between genders.
Xu Yin's expression turned pale as she couldn't withstand an元婴 cultivator's power and tried to retreat. However, the air around her suddenly became solid, and she found herself unable to move.
"What secret technique is this?"
Xu Yin was shocked but could only watch helplessly as the blade sliced towards her head.
Her fellow cultivators were both alarmed and angry but couldn't assist; they were also caught in the attack and couldn't save themselves either.
Just then, "Mother!"
A young woman's cry echoed. A beautiful girl appeared out of nowhere a dozen feet away.
Of course, it was Zheng Bo.
Who would say that cultivators are selfish? Family ties matter too.
Seeing her mother in danger, this girl immediately left the Heaven Fortune Mansion without hesitation and tried to use her treasure to protect her, but it was too late. Zheng Bo flew over with all his might, spreading his arms to shield his mother's body, using his own delicate frame as a barrier against the blade.
"Bo."
Xu Yin was shocked; they hadn't seen each other in a century and she never expected her beloved daughter to appear at such a critical moment.
Though their reunion should have been joyful, it now faced a dire threat of bloodshed.
In times of crisis, people often tap into extraordinary potential. Xu Yin's concern for her daughter caused her 灵力 to surge, breaking free from the opponent's secret technique. With a swish of her waist, she stood in front of her daughter.
"Hmm?"
The black-robed cultivator was surprised but then sneered. He didn't know how the young woman appeared or why Xu Yin could break his restraint; it mattered not; they would both be his victims.
As the two women faced imminent danger, the curved blade was only a foot away from them. An unbelievable scene unfolded before their eyes.
Without warning, the blade shattered into pieces of rusted metal.
"Phew..."
The loss of his本命法宝 caused a shock to his heart and mind; the black-robed cultivator's face turned pale as he spat out blood.
A hint of fear flashed in his eyes. As an early-stage元婴 cultivator, he couldn't understand how the treasure was destroyed.
Could it be...
"Who dares to play god here? Disrespecting this sovereign will bring you pain," the man spoke with a fierce exterior but a weak core.
"Hmph! Pain of soul extraction; a mere early-stage元婴 cultivator is truly reckless."
A clear voice echoed, and a male and female figure appeared in the air.
Moonlight's face was filled with pride; it must have been the little girl who acted. After all, Zheng Bo was her beloved disciple, how could she leave him to die?
Seeing two unexpected guests, the black-robed cultivator was both alarmed and suspicious, immediately scanning his mental awareness towards them.
At this moment, concealing one's cultivation level had no meaning; powerful 灵力 flowed through the master and servant's bodies.
"Whoa..."
A mere early-stage元婴 cultivator couldn't sense their cultivation levels but they were clearly much more formidable than an advanced-stage元婴 cultivator.