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第三千七百八十一章 一石二鸟

It's no wonder the precious snake was enraged. Although Lin Xuan didn't specialize in Body Cultivation Techniques, as a True Demon Ancestor, its demon body was incredibly sturdy. Even a naked-handed cultivator or someone holding a treasure couldn’t easily injure her.

Lin Xuan rushed forward. Originally, he had been eager to get this chance, planning to give him and Lin Xuan a pleasant surprise, making him understand that there were people who shouldn't be provoked.

But in the end, it turned out to be like stealing chicken but losing one’s hand—she was blasted away instead.

The precious snake's heart burned with intense fury. She felt humiliated.

A hunter had become prey. Was she really so arrogant and self-important?

As a True Demon Ancestor, how long had it been since she experienced such humiliation? The joy of temporary success turned into a trap for herself.

She was both angry and anxious, hating Lin Xuan to the core.

But Lin Xuan's attacks were far from over. Since he embarked on his path as a cultivator, countless battles had honed his ability to seize opportunities. There was no need to elaborate on how good he was at it.

Having injured the precious snake, this was such an excellent chance; he couldn't let it slip by. Lin Xuan naturally wanted to maximize his gains.

"Two friends, why are you still dawdling? If you don’t strike now, do you really think the precious snake will spare you?"

Lin Xuan shouted loudly.

Facing the precious snake, he was not alone. Emotionally and logically, they wouldn't foolishly fight it single-handedly. This was the perfect opportunity to attack.

At the same time, this could be a chance to use the strategy of diverting disaster.

Whether it was the Qingling Daoist or that charming woman, once they completely broke with the precious snake, there would be no turning back.

Lin Xuan was gambling on their choices. How they chose would depend on whether they were wise enough.

Lin Xuan's voice reached their ears. As expected, both the Daoist and the woman showed signs of hesitation.

But time was fleeting; now wasn't the moment for excessive contemplation. Lin Xuan was using this to force them into a quick decision.

A阳谋!

Both felt indignant but were helpless against Lin Xuan's strategy, compelled to follow his design.

After all, they knew that this indeed was a rare opportunity. If they let it slip, there would be no such good chance next time.

The charming woman’s eyes gleamed with determination. She made her choice first. Her dual-cultivation partner had just died at the hands of the precious snake, and she herself had been forced to self-destruct her life treasure.

Such hatred was hard to erase.

After witnessing the precious snake's arrogance, she felt even more wary of this woman.

Even if she didn't act now, there was a high chance she wouldn’t be spared.

Why not take the risk?

With that thought, the charming woman flicked her sleeves, and red light burst out. A fiery sword emerged like a fish swimming out.

Though forced to abandon her life treasure, as a late-stage Transcendation cultivator, she couldn't lack other means.

This sword was quite impressive; it emitted a dazzling light upon its appearance.

Wait, Lin Xuan felt something familiar.

Moreover, this wasn’t just one sword but nine—Mother and Child Red Cloud Swords!

Lin Xuan immediately recognized the treasure. It had appeared in the auction at the Peach Blossom Festival. The transaction price was merely 70,000 crystal stones. If he remembered correctly, it belonged to an old man in a black robe with fire attribute techniques but only mid-stage Transcendation.

How could this set of Mother and Child Red Cloud Swords change hands so quickly after the Peach Blossom Festival?

It was hard to understand.

But Lin Xuan didn’t dwell on the reason. What mattered now was defeating the precious snake. He had no intention of delving into it further.

The Mother and Child Red Cloud Swords were a set, their power formidable. Since the charming woman made her choice, there would be no hesitation.

Red light blazed as several sharp sword beams surrounded the precious snake from all sides, hacking at her relentlessly.

Raising its head, the precious snake showed signs of rage.

Originally, it had been caught off guard by Lin Xuan's calculations, but now, a defeated foe dared to provoke.

"Insolent!"

Countless venomous snakes appeared behind her like madmen, instantly bouncing back the flying swords.

Suddenly, thunderous booms echoed through the air as countless black-red lightning flames burst forth in the void, targeting the precious snake.

Rumbling!

With a sound like rolling thunder, the venomous snake’s illusions were shattered.

The Qingling Daoist acted. Though his face showed extreme helplessness, he understood that this was a chance not to be missed.

Famous for its reputation, even though he had no grudge with her, as an unfortunate coincidence, she would hardly spare him.

Thus, the Qingling Daoist made his choice and joined Lin Xuan’s battle. As a Realm powerhouse, his move was indeed impressive. But the precious snake wouldn’t easily give up.

Three consecutive defeats enraged this True Demon Ancestor.

"Two insignificant ants dare to challenge the Ancestor! Die!"

With a roar, the precious snake flicked her sleeves, and her aura suddenly changed. Like a venomous snake baring its fangs, she seemed ready to devour someone.

Simultaneously, true demon energy continuously surged from her body.

Raising her jade hand, she slashed downward.

Zing!

Sharp light flashed as two massive wind blades shot out.

Each blade was over several dozen feet in diameter, formed by extremely refined true demon energy.

They vanished instantly, crossing time and space.

One moment they were emitted from the precious snake's front, the next, they arrived before both of them.

The charming woman was alarmed. Flicking her sleeves, two shields flew out. At the same time, she spat a drop of blood, causing the shields to expand rapidly.

But it was useless; these decent ancient treasures crumbled under the black light blades with a tearing sound.

"Ahh!"

A scream echoed as blood splattered.

Though she dodged the fatal blow, her arm was severed. On the other side, the Qingling Daoist fared slightly better. Despite the sudden situation, he was a Realm powerhouse who managed to expand his domain at the last moment, escaping the threat of the light blades.

(Youli Shumen)

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