flstandardbreds Chapter 143 The Transformed Demon Beast
Chapter 143 The Transformed Demon Beast
After everyone landed, Rong Xuan couldn't wait to go closer, but Wen Fuyue stopped him.
Wen Fuyue said, "Xuan'er, don't be impulsive. There is a sword formation protecting this place."
He took out the Peak Master's Token, representing the Peak Master of Wangchen Peak, from his sleeve. He made a hand seal, and the Token vibrated, creating invisible ripples.
Immediately afterwards, the scenery standing before everyone began to change, becoming hazy as if veiled.
However, this veil was nothing other than a layer of white sword energy interwoven into a dense sword formation that made it impossible for anyone to break through.
Huai Chuan, who had been silent for a while, said, "It seems that your grandmaster's swordsmanship is extremely advanced, and not inferior to the Nascent Soul stage."
Yun Yici said, "My master has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. If... he is having difficulty advancing due to the influence of his cultivation technique, he must be at least a Nascent Soul cultivator."
She thought to herself that Rong Yan was an unpredictable person, but since he could teach a disciple like Wen Fuyue, he probably wouldn't lay a hand on them, the younger generation.
But thinking about Rong Xuan's experience, she became somewhat worried.
This person is ruthless enough to harm even their own child!
Everyone was about to be kept out of the sword formation.
Unexpectedly, the sword formation resonated with the Peak Master's Token that Wen Fuyue had summoned, and then opened up an entrance from below large enough for one person to enter.
Wen Fuyue was the first to walk in without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, the moment he stepped into the sword formation, a white, venomous aura shot out from the shadows, heading straight for his face.
Wen Fuyue quickly swung her sword, using her sword intent to block the white, icy breath that emitted a chilling aura.
Yun Yici and the others were still outside the sword formation, about to enter, when they were startled into standing still by this sudden attack.
However, they quickly realized what was happening and tried to rush to Wen Fuyue's side.
Wen Fuyue quickly stopped them, saying, "Stay by the Emperor's side and don't come any closer!"
The person who had been hiding in the shadows and causing harm also came out at this moment.
She was a large, burly woman.
Her physique was completely out of place among the ethereal and otherworldly cultivators; she appeared remarkably robust and powerful.
What's even more striking is her hair, which is a mix of black and white that looks quite mottled. Although it's styled into a neat bun, it still gives off a messy and disorganized vibe.
Mu Yunjian said, "Master, be careful, she is not a human cultivator!"
As they exited the twilight, the woman noticed him, as well as the Emperor's Edict standing prominently behind them.
Her pupils contracted, but she did not back down. She said sullenly, "I don't know where you come from, but this is not a place for you."
"If you don't leave, I will risk my life to keep you here."
Seeing that the woman was still able to communicate, and with Mu Yunjian revealing her identity in a single sentence, Wen Fuyue easily connected her to the Transformation Grass on the mountain and the demon beast that was said to have died.
The transformation herb had clearly been consumed by one of the demon beasts.
It's just a mystery how the beast's transformation escaped the notice of the Kunlun beasts.
But that's not the point.
Wen Fuyue said, "This... fellow Daoist, is there some misunderstanding?"
"The scenery around us is clearly the same as that of Wangchen Peak of my Nanhua Sect."
Do you know my master, Rong Yan?
Upon hearing the name Rong Yan, the woman's face showed obvious surprise.
She asked, "What's your name?"
Wen Fuyue said, "My name is Wen Fuyue. I am the current peak master of Wangchen Peak and Rong Yan's disciple. I also have a senior sister named Rong Qing."
He then produced the Peak Master's Token to prove his identity.
Unexpectedly, the woman looked wary and said, "You people are the most cunning, how do I know you're not lying to me?"
"What if you strip Brother Rong's disciple of his clothes and token halfway through?"
What brings you here?
Wen Fuyue was immediately rendered speechless by the woman's words, neither laughing nor crying.
Nevertheless, he still politely said, "I have come here to find my master, Rong Yan."
“When we came here, we heard from the local bird demon that he went to fetch the Ice Soul during the day and would only return at night. You can tell us to wait for him here.”
The woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes, but you can't come into this house!"
She seemed a bit dim-witted, but she sensed danger from Mu Yunjian and Di Zhao. It would be best if they could avoid conflict.
The woman didn't go inside, but stood openly at the door, monitoring everyone's movements, displaying an air of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand.
The emperor raised his eyes to look at the falling snowflakes, and a snowflake landed on his long, dark eyelashes.
He reached up to cover his eyes and said, "I don't want to stay here in the snow with you guys."
Left with no other choice, Yun Yici instructed Qian Sui to conjure up a small pavilion for everyone to stay in temporarily.
Wen Fuyue then took out the tea-making tools and brewed a pot of hot tea for everyone.
Strangely enough, when the emperor was a guest in Wangyue City, he refused to touch any of the food served by Shang Wen and his daughter, but at this moment, he was quite pleased with the tea served by Wen Fuyue.
Yun Yici then took out some tea snacks from her storage bag and served them with Wen Fuyue's tea for everyone to enjoy.
The woman standing under the eaves watching the crowd twitched her nostrils, inhaling the fragrance wafting through the cold air.
Seeing the expression of enjoyment on her face as she smelled the aroma of tea, Wen Fuyue took the initiative to invite her, "Fellow Daoist, if you have nothing else to do, please come and have a cup of tea with us."
The woman shouted, "I won't drink it! Who knows if you've put drugs in this food!"
Mu Yunjian immediately shouted back, "Are you stupid? Why would we poison ourselves with tea poured from the same pot!"
The teacup was exquisite and small. Even if it was only the size of his palm, Mu Yunjian could hold it in his arms and drink hot tea. The teacup even had a warming effect on him.
As soon as Mu Yunjian spoke, the woman fell silent.
After a while, she called out, "Are you and that person in red demon cultivators?"
Mu Yunjian was too lazy to argue with her and focused on sipping her tea.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, my body felt warm and comfortable. Looking up, I saw my master on my left and my junior sister on my right, and I felt even more delighted.
If only there weren't those other three people getting in the way.
Mu Yun ignored the woman, but she persisted and shouted again, "Are you demon cultivators?"
Emperor Zhao put down his exquisite teacup, his face turned cold, and said, "You're too noisy."
The woman was momentarily intimidated by his presence, but she quickly straightened up and glared at the imperial edict with unwavering courage.
Yun Yici took a new teacup from the table, poured a cup of tea, and used her spiritual power to attach it to prevent any snowflakes from falling in.
She walked to a spot not too far from the woman, carrying the tea, and stopped, saying, "Would you like some?"
Yun Yici happened to block the imperial edict. When the woman saw the rare kindness shown to her by the cultivator, she hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the tea from Yun Yici's hand.
She whispered to Yun Yici, "Brother Rong has made this for me and my man before."