flstandardbreds Chapter 160 Dad, it’s time to take action
Chapter 160 Dad, it’s time to take action
However, everyone's eyes were fixed on the disciple, and they saw that his hands behind his back were trembling slightly.
This subtle movement undoubtedly revealed his true inner emotions, making everyone present understand that he was far less confident than he claimed.
As an outstanding disciple in Yaowang Valley, Xiao Mo's mastery of pharmacology is first-class.
Faced with the situation before him, he stretched out his right hand without hesitation and gently placed it on his pulse. At first, he didn't notice anything unusual and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that his body was fine.
However, as his fingers slowly moved toward his heart, he suddenly felt a clear resistance. In an instant, his face became extremely gloomy, as if shrouded by a dark cloud.
There is no doubt that this sign is enough to show that Qi Feng and his daughter did take action against Yaowang Valley.
Thinking of this, Xiao Mo and several elders were furious, with murderous intent surging in their hearts. They wished they could draw their swords immediately and kill Qi Feng and his daughter on the spot.
But reason told them that this was not the best time to take action.
At this moment, Qi Feng, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to push himself up and slowly stood up. He shouted in a weak yet somewhat majestic voice, "Wuming, avenge me now and kill all these people."
Hearing this, the crowd scoffed. Wuming secretly scoffed in his heart, "Huh, even in such a state, he still dares to give orders. How ridiculous! Does he really think that the adults will care about his life or death just because he is a good-for-nothing?"
Qi Ling'er had been filled with joy at her father's resurgence, but the despair she faced instantly brought her heart to the bottom. Her father was gravely injured, his dantian destroyed, and she herself had fallen into the hands of the notorious Wuming. Their lives now hung by a thread.
But even in this desperate situation, Qi Ling'er still did not give up hope of survival. She knew that they could only rely on themselves to get out of the predicament, so she opened her throat and shouted, "Dad, we can move now."
Qi Feng was startled when he heard his daughter's anxious cries, but he regained some of his sanity. When he saw his daughter lying weakly beside Wuming, a surge of anger rushed to his head.
He was all too aware of Wuming's brutal methods. If he didn't act decisively, not only would his own life be in jeopardy, but his daughter would also be killed. Furthermore, given his already depleted Dantian, this heartless and ungrateful man would likely abandon him without hesitation.
Qi Feng couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at this thought. Then he thought about Medicine King Valley. Now that his public cultivation of demonic techniques had been exposed, those he had once wooed would surely shun him and would never again offer him a helping hand. At this point, he had no choice but to fight tooth and nail for a chance of survival.
In an instant, Qi Feng seemed to suddenly remember something. He exchanged glances with Qi Ling'er and quickly pulled out a small, exquisite whistle from his pocket. This seemingly insignificant object was his last straw.
Qi Feng took a deep breath and then gently blew the whistle in his hand.
As the clear and melodious whistle sounded, a strange atmosphere suddenly filled the air among the people in Yaowang Valley.
They only felt that their bodies suddenly underwent miraculous changes. Some disciples with lower cultivation bases first felt dizzy, and then their eyes became empty and lifeless, as if they had lost consciousness. They walked slowly towards the direction of Qi Ling'er like zombies. Those disciples with slightly higher cultivation bases had painful expressions on their faces, and they all squatted down and tried their best to resist the control of this mysterious power over themselves.
At this moment, the numerous cultivators nearby finally came to their senses. Their faces were solemn, and they quickly moved to intercept the Medicine King Valley entourage. However, something unexpected happened: the disciples of Medicine King Valley, who had been controlled by a mysterious force, launched a ferocious attack on the cultivators who were trying to stop them without hesitation.
In an instant, the immortal cultivators fell into chaos.
At the same time, the evil sect, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, seized the opportunity and rushed in like hungry wolves. Seeing this, He Yu and the other immortal cultivators immediately used all their skills to engage in a fierce battle with the evil sect members.
For a moment, the battlefield was filled with the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers. All kinds of dazzling magical weapons and powerful spells shone in the sky. The whole scene was extremely spectacular and thrilling.
However, a sudden change within Medicine King Valley drastically altered the situation between the two sides, which had been evenly matched. The cultivators, having to contend with attacks from the Valley's unruly disciples and fend off the fierce attacks of the evil sect, gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and their situation became extremely difficult.
Despite this, every cultivator knows that there is no way out at this moment, and the only way to survive is to fight with all their might and bloody battles.
As the immortal cultivators were stopped by the evil sect, the controlled disciples of the Medicine King Valley once again moved like zombies, mechanically approaching where Qi Ling'er was.
Accompanied by a sharp and piercing whistle, even some elders with high cultivation levels began to lose control of themselves and moved forward involuntarily.
Xiao Mo and a few others still had a will to survive in their hearts and were unwilling to be controlled by the mysterious power, but their resistance seemed insignificant in the face of that powerful control.
What's worse is that as time went on, their hearts beat faster and faster, as if they were about to jump out of their chests; and the strange controlling force became stronger and stronger, tightly binding their bodies, making their resistance become increasingly weak and more and more difficult.
To escape the fate of being controlled by others, Xiao Mo was filled with determination and helplessness. He knew that if he fell into the hands of the enemy, he would become a tool at their mercy, and might even become "nutrient" to nourish the evil forces. Thinking of this, Xiao Mo slowly picked up his cherished magic weapon with trembling hands. The cold touch seemed to foreshadow the impending end.
At the same time, Lin Xian'er, who had recovered and was fighting fiercely, was also concerned about the situation of the people in Yaowang Valley.
You know, training a qualified pharmacist or alchemist is incredibly difficult. Not only does it require exceptional talent, but it also requires unimaginable effort and dedication. Those individuals will be crucial logistical personnel for future battles, and yet, right now, these precious talents are facing a life-or-death crisis.
Lin Xian'er thought to herself, "No, I can't just watch the disciples of Medicine King Valley being destroyed like this. I have to find a way to rescue them no matter what."