Chronicles of the Cultivating God
Chapter 1387

A Little Painted Cake

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"Senior..." Xiao Hua looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivator standing still not far away, deeply reluctant to part with the Emerald Bird in his arms. With a forced smile, he said, "Senior, that makes no sense. Since you know this junior's cultivation is shallow, you should also know how hard it was for this junior to obtain this Emerald Bird! This junior's future cultivation... is all pinned on this Emerald Bird! Senior... perhaps you should go look at the other two Emerald Birds?"

"You are far too long-winded! Since this Daoist has taken a fancy to this Emerald Bird, then this is the one I want! Where is there any room for your babbling?" The young cultivator was somewhat impatient. Glancing at the sky, he said, "It will soon be noon. Do you think this Daoist has that much time?"

The Foundation Establishment elder's face turned cold, and his pressure burst forth in an instant, pinning Xiao Hua down completely. Even the flow of true qi through his body became sluggish, much less his ability to wield spiritual power!

"Alas, Qi Cultivation... was truly worlds apart from Foundation Establishment. This was not merely a gap in spiritual power, but an essential difference in realms!" Xiao Hua had initially wanted to rely on his flight speed to wear down the Foundation Establishment elder until the Huanhua Sect disciples arrived. Yet the instant the elder unleashed his pressure, Xiao Hua understood that as long as he could not match the elder's pressure, he would never escape the elder's pursuit!

"Cultivation... was the eternal theme after all!" Xiao Hua sighed, took out the Emerald Bird, and sneered. "Senior, this junior cannot escape. But Senior's pressure... cannot stop this junior from taking the fish down with the net! This junior need only crush this

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