Just as Yue Qianchou and Shi Xiaotian were about to climb up, violent impacts came from overhead. The dragon-shaped vessel rocked without pause, and when they looked up, they saw several huge dents in its ceiling. The sounds of battle outside seemed to be growing fiercer as well. The vessel had been caught in the crossfire, and the ear-piercing metallic roars left both of them with numb ears and splitting headaches. Unable to endure it any longer, they staggered unsteadily toward the door, nearly unable to remain standing.
Bracing himself against the doorway, Yue Qianchou stuck his head out while shaking his dizzy head, and was immediately struck dumb. Figures flew and tangled everywhere, in heaven and on earth. Streams of multicolored light howled through the air in attack after attack, explosions erupted on all sides, and furious shouts rolled like galloping thunder. As he stood there dazed, a blinding blood-red streak suddenly shot straight at him.
"Mother of—!" Yue Qianchou shrieked. He had barely pulled his head back when a tremendous bang rang out. The doorway caved in at once, his vision shook violently, and the powerful blast sent both men flying backward again.
Yue Qianchou fell into the hold and slapped hard at his buzzing ears. Before he could recover, another barrage of violent blows struck the dragon-shaped vessel, nearly shaking him senseless. Unable to take it anymore, he hurriedly tore two pieces of cloth from his lapels, rolled them into balls, and stuffed them into his ears. Shi Xiaotian followed suit.
With something blocking his ears, it felt much better. Feeling the violent tremors beneath his feet, Yue Qianchou slowly rose to his feet. Shi Xiaotian gestured at him, asking whether they should go out.
Fuck! Going out now would be courting death. Yue Qianchou glanced outside and hastily waved his hands, signaling that they would not be going out. The frenzy outside not only showed no sign of weakening, but seemed to be escalating further and further.
Heavens! Was this a great battle between cultivators? It was his first time witnessing such a scene, and amid his shock, countless emotions welled up within him. It was fucking insane. So this was the road he had chosen.
Yue Qianchou's blood boiled. Clenching his fists, he waved them and shouted, "This is exhilarating! Cultivation World, don't run! I'm coming to join the fun too!" Naturally, by joining the fun, he did not mean running out to die right now. He meant someday in the future. Shi Xiaotian could not hear what his boss was saying, but judging by his expression, his boss was extremely excited.
As the vessel shook violently, the neatly stacked bags of spirit stones in the hold finally toppled down one pile after another. Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up. With so many spirit stones here, why the hell would he need to keep digging? He did not plan on staying in the Qingguang Sect for long anyway. In a word, if he did not steal them now, then when?
Treasures, your lordship is here! Yue Qianchou waved his hands and reached for the spirit stones. Bag after bag of spirit stones vanished without a trace at his touch. Shi Xiaotian wondered whether his eyes were playing tricks on him. Once he confirmed that he had not seen wrong, he was so astonished that his mouth hung wide open and his mind went blank.
When the last bag of spirit stones vanished, the wealth the Qingguang Sect's Spirit Stone mine had accumulated over more than half a year had been swept clean. Yue Qianchou looked around the hold, and after confirming that nothing had been missed, patted his belly in satisfaction. His gaze fell on the stunned Shi Xiaotian. With a chuckle, he walked over and said, "This boss will send you somewhere fun." Without caring whether Shi Xiaotian had heard him or was willing, he grabbed his hand and directly tossed him into the golden pearl.
If anyone found this hardest to believe, it was probably the white fox. She finally understood just how mad Yue Qianchou was. When the first huge bundle fell from the sky, she merely cast it an indifferent glance. But over the time it took to eat a meal, the bundles did not stop falling. They came whistling down madly until they had piled into a small mountain, only then coming to a halt.
She could no longer remain unmoved. In a flash, the white figure darted from the bamboo pavilion, crossed the woods in the blink of an eye, and stopped before the enormous heap of fallen objects. Her dark brows furrowed slightly as she wondered what trick Yue Qianchou was playing. A slender jade finger swept out a streak of white light. With a ripping sound, a cloth bag split open, and clattering spirit stones spilled all over the ground.
The white fox froze slightly, then her slender fingers sent out several more streaks of white light. Rip, rip, rip... More than a dozen cloth bags were sliced open, and spirit stones came rolling out in torrents. Her alluring vermilion lips parted slightly as she stood rooted in place. Could every cloth bag in this mountain-like heap be filled with spirit stones? Heavens! Where had all these come from... While she was still dumbfounded, someone suddenly wailed from above. She raised her lovely face and saw a figure fall onto the bags before rolling down.
Shi Xiaotian landed and climbed to his feet. A peerless beauty stood gracefully before him, and they both asked in astonishment, "You are...?"
Yue Qianchou had originally wanted to hide in the golden pearl as well, but a grave problem lay before him. Whenever he entered and exited the golden pearl, he could only emerge from the same place where he had entered. If he entered from inside the hold, then what if, when he came out, this transport artifact had been shrunk and restored to its original form? What would happen then? Would he be compressed into nothing but the essence?
He could not take that risk. Just thinking about it sent a chill down his spine. Yue Qianchou hid by the hold's entrance, waiting for a chance to slip out and make his escape.
The commotion outside grew quieter. Occasionally, one could still hear an angry shout or the sound of fighting. The opportunity was now. Yue Qianchou suddenly lunged outside, but just as he was about to land and flee, he felt his neck tighten. A large hand had clamped around his throat.
The grip was powerful enough to nearly choke the life out of him. His brain was briefly deprived of oxygen, and his eyes rolled white. Yue Qianchou flailed his limbs wildly. The person gripping his neck seemed to sense his difficulty breathing, loosening his five fingers slightly while still holding him by the throat before himself.
Yue Qianchou seized the chance to gasp for air. Just as he recovered and wanted to flee, he suddenly saw a group of people hovering in the sky opposite him, each carrying a weapon. At their center stood an enchanting, seductive woman draped in sheer scarlet palace robes. With the breeze stirring her garments, her two long, snow-white legs appeared and disappeared beneath the red gauze, exceptionally alluring. She was smiling seductively in Yue Qianchou's direction.
Yue Qianchou stared so hard that his eyeballs nearly popped out. What a knockout, he thought. It would not be too late to leave after taking a look.
The seductive woman in red looked down and smiled beguilingly. "Lu Wanqian, after parting a hundred years ago, we have not met for so many years. This palace mistress has missed you terribly and has come especially to see you. Eh? Why are you holding this child before you as a shield? Could it be that as you have grown old, your courage has grown smaller too? Do you need a child to bolster your nerve? Hehehe!" The group behind her burst into laughter as well.
With disheveled hair and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Lu Wanqian roared, "Demoness, shut your mouth! Do not think I do not know what you are after. You merely learned that our Qingguang Sect would be transporting spirit stones today, so you came to ambush and rob us. Demonic fiends are shameless to the extreme, only daring to do such sneaky things. If you have the ability, come to Qingguang Mountain!"
Fuck, it really was this old bastard! His voice was so loud that he was spraying my face with spit. If you want to die, then go die. Why are you dragging me along? Who ever heard of someone pulling one of his own people down with him before dying? Yue Qianchou recognized the voice. The person holding his neck was Lu Wanqian.
"Hehehe! Go to the Qingguang Sect?" The woman in red laughed charmingly. Stretching out her arms, she lightly brushed her cloudlike hair and said sweetly, "Though the Qingguang Sect has declined with each generation, those old monsters hidden in the rear mountains still have some genuine ability. How could a weak woman like this palace mistress dare venture into danger? So! I can only bully a big man like you here. That does not seem excessive! What a pity, though—the spirit stones accumulated for more than half a year by this Qingguang Sect Spirit Stone mine are about to become this palace mistress's property! Ah, Lu Wanqian, for the sake of our old acquaintance, if you kneel and beg for mercy, this palace mistress may consider sparing your life." The people behind her erupted into laughter again.
This Sister's voice was so pleasant to listen to that Yue Qianchou became slightly entranced, his back gradually leaning against Lu Wanqian.
"Hundred Charm Demoness! Look clearly at who I hold in my hand!" As Lu Wanqian spoke, his five fingers tightened again. Yue Qianchou, who had just leaned against him, was shoved out in front by the grip on his neck. His breath caught, and cracking sounds came from his throat. Fortunately, the five fingers loosened again shortly afterward.
Everyone floating in the air was taken aback at those words. Hundred Charm Demoness carefully examined Yue Qianchou, but saw nothing special about him and did not feel that she had seen him before. Covering her mouth, she laughed. "Lu Wanqian, you think you can threaten me just by grabbing some low-level Qingguang Sect disciple as a hostage? Do you truly think this palace mistress is as foolish as you?"
"Haha!" Lu Wanqian laughed maniacally. "Demoness, do you think others do not know, and I do not know either? For the past hundred years, my junior brother has pined away over you, despondent and lonely all day long. Surely you have not forgotten my junior brother either? Did you really come to seize spirit stones? I fear you came to vent your anger after hearing of my junior brother's death. The one who killed my junior brother was the Daluo Sect. Why do you not go vent your anger on them? Hmph! Do you know who this person in my hand is? He is Hao Wuwei's direct disciple, as close to him as father and son. Demoness, if you dare block my path, I will make him die by my hand!"
Hearing the first part, Yue Qianchou shuddered and vaguely guessed that the person he spoke of was his master. But when Lu Wanqian said that man was called Hao Wuwei, he immediately understood that Lu Wanqian was likely trying to pass fish eyes off as pearls and find a chance to escape. Still, that was fine. If that Sister really was his master's lover, he truly would feel embarrassed to harbor improper thoughts about her.
Hundred Charm Demoness's gaze flickered as she stared at Yue Qianchou for a few moments. Her expression turned stern, and she snapped, "So what if he is Hao Wuwei's disciple? The disciple of such a heartless, faithless man cannot be anything good either. Even if you do not kill him, this palace mistress wishes to kill him without delay." As her words fell, she transformed into a red shadow and pounced like a ghost.
Fuck! No matter how beautiful the girl was, life mattered more. Yue Qianchou was startled and had just intended to hide in the golden pearl when his neck suddenly tightened. His mind went blank again for a moment. He vaguely felt Lu Wanqian throw him out. The instant his awareness returned, he felt himself wrapped in a soft, fragrant embrace. When he opened his eyes, he was already drifting gently onto the ground. Above him, the group howled after Lu Wanqian in pursuit.
Eh? How strange. He was actually unharmed? Yue Qianchou could hardly believe it, but both sides wanted him dead. Looking around and seeing no one, with the stench of blood assaulting his nose and mangled corpses scattered everywhere, he saw that most apparently belonged to the Qingguang Sect. He could vaguely make out several corpses that had been Qingguang Sect elders. He no longer dared entertain any improper thoughts. With a movement of his divine sense, his figure vanished from the spot.
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