← 百炼成仙

第四千零八十章 狡猾的田小剑

"..."

The Eternally Flourishing Immortal was both shocked and angry, struggling desperately. However, it was all in vain; with the wolf at the front door and a tiger at the back, he had no chance to fight back against Tian Xiaojian and the Demon Lord's joint attack. He could only watch helplessly as his body flew into Tian Xiaojian's gaping maw.

Seeing that death was imminent, he screamed hysterically, filled with terror. Then, his voice turned to pleading: "Little Sword, no, Fellow Daoist Tian, Fellow Tian, spare this old man! If you let me live, I will repay you handsomely."

"I swear it, truly. This old immortal is a true ancient Immortal and knows countless secret techniques. I am willing to offer them all. Besides, there are many ancient secrets I know. If you're interested, I'll speak without reserve. There's also a treasure in my possession, filled with divine treasures and various spirit pills. Don't you want that..."

However, Tian Xiaojian remained unmoved.

As the distance between his mouth and the old immortal's body was less than half a foot, Eternally Flourishing Immortal truly feared for his life, his voice turning desperate: "Don't you want to know why King Asura led阴司ghosts to massacre the Spirit Realm, making rivers run red with blood? Don't you want to know what happened in this world and the other realms during ancient times? Countless geniuses exist within these three realms. Why can no one ascend through the clouds? Why must they remain stuck in their original realm even after surviving the final heavenly tribulation?"

"And what about late-stage cultivators who have passed the tribulations? Do you really think they can achieve immortality?"

The words were shocking, and he couldn't ignore them. Tian Xiaojian's face finally showed some emotion as he paused his suction.

Eternally Flourishing Immortal exhaled with relief, his face filled with joy.

He was just a step away from an irreversible fate.

What a close call!

"Little Sword... no, Fellow Tian, what you're doing is wise. Sparring this old man a chance will benefit you in countless ways," the Eternally Flourishing Immortal said, begging for mercy.

The situation had reached such a point that he was willing to take any risk.

What mattered now was survival, not appearances or dignity.

He needed to survive and rise again. With his cunning, he understood this simple truth well.

A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes but quickly turned into a pleading smile as he prepared to flatter Tian Xiaojian.

Just as he was about to praise him, something unexpected happened. Tian Xiaojian's face suddenly showed a cold smile, and the corners of his mouth curled with mockery.

Tian Xiaojian clasped his hands together, and the blood-filled maw opened wider than before, emitting a powerful suction like a storm. Eternally Flourishing Immortal, unprepared after narrowly escaping death, was swallowed whole in an instant.

His half-spoken "you" ended abruptly as he gagged loudly. His head shrank rapidly until it returned to its original form.

Everyone could search for "Hundred Refinements into Immortality Rain" or "hchy1982" on WeChat to add Rain's WeChat.

"What a fool! Do you really think a few words can pique my curiosity? I understand the principle of not harming others and being wary of them. It's better to extract your soul for me to be more at ease."

"As for ancient secrets, humph, what does that have to do with me?" Tian Xiaojian's cold voice echoed: "You actually thought you could sway my heart with wealth? Whether the treasure is real or not, who knows? Even if it is, so what? The best treasures are useless without life."

"Moreover, even if I devour your soul, I won't gain all of your memories. But a few scattered ones would suffice for me."

Tian Xiaojian's face showed a smile as he had finally accomplished his goal. With his demonic cultivation complete and the threat removed, he was truly free to soar through the heavens.

With a long roar, he flew away, surrounded by dazzling demonic light.

...

Lin Xuan didn't know what happened then.

At that moment, he was still a guest at Fairy Rain桐's place, along with Naelong and Broad Cold Immortal as well.

After drinking several rounds of spirit tea, it no longer tasted bitter. Lin Xuan held a spirit fruit in his hand but looked indecisive on his face.

He pondered his words carefully.

His brother had once said that even he knew only fragments about ancient secrets. Among the three realms, Rain桐 and Ice Spirit were the most knowledgeable.

The latter was out of the question; their enmity ran deep. Her dear friend, Precious Snake, had perished at his hands. Although they weren't sworn enemies, it would be very difficult to reconcile this grudge.

Indeed, during their last chance encounter, she had shown a positive attitude, indicating her desire for peace.

However... who knew if her sincerity was genuine?

The cultivation world never lacked deceit and cunning.

If the other party deceived him, lulling him into complacency...

Lin Xuan wouldn't trust anyone lightly.

So from the start, he didn't consider probing Ice Spirit. Even if she agreed to speak, Lin Xuan would doubt whether she was deceiving him.

In short, he wouldn't risk his skin for a tiger's fur, making Rain桐 the only choice.

Although they weren't close friends, they had no deep-seated grudges. However, this made it difficult for Lin Xuan; speaking without knowing someone well could be disastrous, and Rain桐 was known for her introverted and unpredictable nature.

He needed to ask about the information but didn't know how to broach the subject.

If only Naelong Immortal could help...

But his brother wasn't reliable. Knowing what he wanted, he just laughed behind his hand without saying anything.

Was this some kind of joke? Lin Xuan was speechless at Naelong's antics.

"Concern can cloud judgment," as they say. Normally, Lin Xuan was quick-witted, but the ancient secrets were too important to him. He couldn't figure out how to start.

Perhaps his anxious expression gave it away. Rain桐 noticed: "Fellow Daoist Lin, do you have something on your mind? Speak if you must; we're not strangers here."

Lin Xuan was overjoyed. Fairy Rain桐 truly understood people's feelings. He quickly rose and bowed deeply, his expression sincere.

"Why are you doing this? No need for formalities."

Rain桐's face showed surprise. Suddenly bowing like that meant he had a request.

(To be continued...)

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English