True Person Yuanqing was unmoved by Xiao Hua's words. He said coldly, "It is not that this old man arranged things well; your luck is simply too rotten, and the Confucian cultivators' influence is too great as well! No matter how much you say now... it is useless. This old man has already observed the area. Over these three days, not a single cultivator passed within a hundred li of this place. Do not delude yourself into thinking anyone will come rescue you."
"Ha ha, what a laughable joke that would make all under heaven roll with laughter! This Xiao has heard someone say this Xiao's luck was bad for the first time!" Xiao Hua laughed loudly. He looked at Fairy Jing's rabbit-like demonic beast. Though it appeared quite ferocious, beneath the ruby-red gaze of the distant Rainbow Leopard expert, it actually cowered somewhat, its body trembling from time to time. Thus, Xiao Hua again said to Fairy Jing, who stood before him, "Fairy Jing, put away your Ying Huo. There is no need for it to deal with a few beasts!"
"No!" Fairy Jing refused Xiao Hua without the slightest hesitation. She patted her Cosmic Bag, and the jade pendant Xiao Hua had seen before flew out. The instant it emerged, it released a tough radiance that shielded Fairy Jing and Xiao Hua. Then Fairy Jing opened her mouth and spat out a shell-like magic treasure from her cherry lips. The shell emitted three-colored light as it slowly expanded, releasing an aura that was sharp, desolate, and even carried a bloody stench.
Caution filled Fairy Jing's face, as though she truly cast aside her own life. A rare fierce glint arose in those misty, wave-like eyes.
"Many thanks, Fairy," Xiao Hua sighed softly from behind her. "Having such intentions