"The spirit treasure fell into her hands!"
A cultivator with sinister intentions shouted in full view of everyone, hoping to throw the situation into chaos and fish in muddied waters.
His method had undeniably worked. Spirit treasures stirred people's hearts, and cultivators approached almost immediately, forming the beginnings of an encirclement.
"After her!"
The Spirit Seed clenched in Chu Qingjian's hand had suddenly become something of a hot potato.
Had only one or two pursued her, she could have fought while retreating and held her own. But a glance revealed a full five pursuers, all at the middle or late stages of Foundation Establishment, and not one of them was mediocre.
This Spirit Seed is a fine thing. I ought to save it for my junior brother!
But now I'm in trouble...
Chu Qingjian's thoughts raced. She knew that if they surrounded her, escaping with her life would be all but impossible.
She had already made her decision, and letting go so easily was not in her nature. The greater the danger, the more it roused her fighting spirit. She smiled brilliantly and formed a hand seal before her chest:
"Nine Heavens Nurture Essence, Jing Pivot Thunder Righteous Judgment, Drive Thunder, Race Clouds, answer the stars above."
"Heavenly Balance Strategy!"
Thunder exploded. Golden flecks suffused Chu Qingjian's eyes above her pert nose, while arcs of lightning so intensely concentrated they were almost liquid flowed everywhere. Her face shone with excited defiance as she shouted:
"The Spirit Seed is right here! Come take it if you aren't afraid to die!"
Lightning descended from the vast sky, and black clouds threatened to crush everything beneath them. Her valiant figure beneath the thunder drew every eye.
Golden thunder was overbearing, and Pivot Thunder had always been swift. For a moment, they could not