flstandardbreds Chapter 116 Love Affair with the Flying Phoenix Hairpin
Chapter 116 Love Affair with the Flying Phoenix Hairpin
Chapter 116 Love's Promise Made with the Phoenix Hairpin
"Are you sure you want to give it to me?" Lu Qianqian was unsure of Zhuo Yang's intentions, but she was also a little tempted.
Zhuo Yang waved his hand casually: "The Golden Crystal Phoenix Hairpin is a perfect match for your Phoenix True Fire. When you use it to cast spells, its power will be increased by at least three levels, so you won't be at a disadvantage when fighting against a Golden Core stage expert!"
"Then I appreciate your kindness!" Lü Qianqian picked up the phoenix hairpin, thought for a moment, and put it into her storage belt. She would put the phoenix hairpin in her hair when she got a decent hairstyle later.
The moment the thought popped into her head, a blush rose to her cheeks again.
Why should I, the master of this pavilion, wear jewelry given to me by a stinky man?
Doesn't that mean we're already engaged...?
Zhuo Yang waved his hand and said with a bold and unrestrained tone, "The phoenix hairpin is a token of our betrothal. Once I get something better, I'll give it to you as a betrothal gift!"
Lü Qianqian gritted her teeth immediately, "You really didn't mean any harm, I...I won't..."
The words "I don't want the phoenix hairpin" just wouldn't come out.
She's not one to suffer a loss, but she never expected Zhuo Yang to be so generous in order to tease her.
Once the news of the pure gold crystal is released, experts from all sides will inevitably rush to seize it, because its ability to enhance the power of spells is simply too powerful.
I feel a bit dazed.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lü Qianqian saw Zhuo Yang frowning and looking up at the sky.
Are you angry?
Lü Qianqian pouted, looking a little unhappy.
However, the next moment, she sensed something was wrong and gritted her teeth, saying, "It seems that all the cultivators on the ship have joined forces."
The atmosphere was disrupted, which was very annoying.
Zhuo Yang sneered, "That's right, it seems we've incurred public wrath."
"It's nothing more than a coalition of interests." Lü Qianqian's eyes turned cold, and she let out a sneer. "Dozens of cultivators, aren't you afraid?"
"Just kill him, what's there to be afraid of?"
Zhuo Yang stood up, holding a dragon-patterned longsword in his hand, its sharpness pure and its momentum imposing.
Lu Qianqian looked at Zhuo Yang, a look of admiration flashing in her beautiful eyes. Then she stood up straight, the Narrow Ruler clenched in her palm. "Well said. Are you willing to fight alongside me?"
"It is my wish, but I dare not ask!" Zhuo Yang smiled nonchalantly.
"Hmph, what are you showing off for?" Lü Qianqian let out a long howl and leaped out of the cabin, into the air above.
Zhuo Yang also let out a long laugh, flew into the air, and stood side by side with Lü Qianqian.
Both men were equally dashing, exuding an air of towering pride and disdain for everything.
The next moment, billowing flames rushed towards us, as if half the sky was ablaze.
Zhuo Yang swung his sword, and the sword energy soared into the sky, heading straight for the wall of fire.
With a loud bang, he ripped a large hole in the wall of fire.
Lü Qianqian followed closely behind, bursting out of the wall of fire, revealing a jade pendant in her palm, and shouted, "Look at the treasure!"
In an instant, an endless cold wind swept across the sky, carrying countless ice shards that enveloped the rear half of the cruise ship.
On the three-tiered helipad, Daryl, who had just finished casting a spell, roared upon seeing this and quickly cast a spell, creating layer upon layer of magical shields around himself. The passport, emitting a faint white light, resembled a multi-layered egg.
The impacts were sharp and fragmented, leaving tiny cracks in the protective shield.
The cracks multiplied, eventually breaking through one layer, and then the second.
Daryl gritted his teeth and persevered, his staff flashing as he created another magical wall in front of him—his last shield.
The three layers of magical shield were broken, and the fine ice shards finally dissipated on the magic wall paint.
Daryl breathed a sigh of relief, but was still chilled by the coldness of the ice. The icy air blowing across the sea made him shiver.
"Grand Master, don't panic! Gao Ren from the Dragon Tiger Hall is here!"
A fat man jumped aggressively from the highest point of the cruise ship. In mid-air, he waved his fat hand, and a blood-red dragon more than ten meters long rose into the air, carrying him down to Daryl's side.
"The Dragon Soaring Tiger Leaping Divine Skill of the Dragon Tiger Hall, he is indeed Gao Ren!" Lü Qianqian whispered to Zhuo Yang.
"It's just a method of simulating ferocious beasts with true essence, nothing to mention!" Zhuo Yang smiled faintly, raising an eyebrow at Lü Qianqian. "Choose one yourself. There are only these two Golden Core stage experts left. After we finish them, we can go home."
"That mage will do," Lü Qianqian said with a smile. "Gao Ren is a veteran Golden Core cultivator; I'll leave him to you!"
"Then it's settled!"
With a long roar, Zhuo Yang leaped down, the sonic boom deafening, like a missile, and flew straight towards the yacht's helipad.
Lu Qianqian showed no weakness, and a fiery phoenix several meters high rose behind her, carrying her down with it, making an even more astonishing impact.
Daryl and Gao Ren looked at each other on the tarmac, then each unleashed their martial arts techniques to prepare for the enemy!
Daryl first cast a magical shield around himself, then waved his staff, and several bolts of lightning shot into the sky.
Gao Ren patted the head of the blood-red giant dragon, striking a pose befitting a master dragon driver. Immediately, the dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of blood-red flames.
The atmosphere instantly reached its peak. The black-clad security personnel and the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Hall, along with dozens of people from both sides, dared not approach. They could only stare wide-eyed from the middle of the yacht, each one more tense than the last.
It's rare to see three Golden Core level experts fighting each other, especially since that woman's magic is also quite powerful, comparable to a Golden Core cultivator!
At that moment, a cabin door on the yacht quietly opened. Cui Yi peeked out, his face turned pale, and he quickly pulled his head back in.
"Little sister, the Pavilion Master and Zhuo Yang are fighting against two Golden Core cultivators together. We're afraid we can't help, so don't make a fuss!" Cui Yi was speaking incoherently. The scene of Golden Core experts fighting each other was too amazing.
Chen Guo glared at her and said in a deep voice, "Cousin, are you still a member of Phoenix Pavilion? The Pavilion Master is fighting desperately against the enemy, and you're just going to stand by and watch?"
"But we can't help!" Cui Yi helplessly spread his hands, thinking to himself, "I'm still a member of the Dragon Court, but I can't just do whatever I want, or I'll only make things worse!"
"Who says we can't help?" Chen Guo proudly straightened her body, her figure under the black leather jacket was very charming, and two knife sheaths hung at her waist, making her look murderous.
"Those security personnel from the Secret Arts Association and the disciples from the Dragon Tiger Hall are all threats. We must eliminate them before the Pavilion Master defeats those two Golden Core stage experts to relieve the pressure on him!"
Cui Yi trembled as he listened, his thick finger pointing outside, "Thirty or forty people, more than a dozen experts in the Heartbeat stage, and you think we can take them all?"
“You said it yourself, there are only a dozen or so experts in the Heartbeat stage!” Chen Guo raised her head even higher, her cold eyes revealing a strong fighting spirit.
Cui Yi swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you want to go crazy, I'll stick with you. But let's make this clear: you're not doing this for the Pavilion Master, you're doing this for Zhuo Yang!"
"Who said that?" Chen Guo turned her head away arrogantly, tiptoed out of the passage.
Cui Yi shook his head helplessly, then took a deep breath, straightened his posture, and followed Chen Guo with a majestic air.