The Oriole Behind
The bow-shaped magical Law Artifact presented by her disciples had been pulled into Su Fuyun's arms. This was the first time she had used so much strength. Her fingers ached terribly, but her heart was filled with joy.
The Demon Beast bag had landed in the optimal position, and Su Fuyun's bow and arrows were ready.
Chi Yan, standing to the side, said softly, "Shoot! Send those fellow Daoists on their way!"
At this moment, the curves of their lips were exactly the same.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp arrowhead tore through the air, drawing an arc in the sky and leaving behind a piercing whistling sound.
The luck that Su Fuyun had absorbed seemed to find its purpose at this moment, causing the arrow, which should not have fallen accurately, to shoot straight at the Demon Beast bag.
The disciples of the three sects were startled by this sudden turn of events. Before they knew what had happened, they saw an arrow hurtling through the air, so sharp it seemed it could pierce through the Demon Beast's bag in the next second.
Some cultivators sensed something was wrong and immediately took action to stop them.
Strangely, the arrow seemed to have eyes, always managing to evade the Technique Method thrown by the crowd and heading straight for the Demon Beast bag.
Seeing that his attacks had all missed, the Buddhist cultivator who had caught Bai Kejin's Bai Kejin talisman frowned slightly. His eyes reflected the shape of the arrow, but an ominous black aura had appeared on the arrow out of nowhere.
Is this the karma my senior brother spoke of?
A sense of unease inexplicably arose in his heart.
As the arrow drew near, the cultivators who had previously tried to block it closed their eyes, realizing they had fallen into a trap. At that moment, only despair remained in their hearts.
From a distance, Su Fuyun watched all this with satisfaction, her mind filled with imagining the pain Sang Ying would feel upon learning the truth.
But her smile quickly froze.
Because the arrow was blocked out of thin air!
The clanging of weapons was harsh and unpleasant, but to the cultivators of the three sects, it sounded like heavenly music!
The black-clad swordsman appeared out of nowhere and blocked the flying arrow with his spiritual sword.
The arrow's impact was immense, almost splitting his hand. Bai Kejin endured the blood spilling from his mouth, refusing to take another step back.
Having missed the optimal moment, the Demon Beast pouch could no longer remain suspended in mid-air and had to fall.
The cultivators below rushed forward and caught the Demon Beast bag firmly.
The arrow, forced to stop, quickly lost its Spiritual Qi. With a flick of his wrist, Bai Kejin broke the arrow in two.
He looked in the direction from which the arrows had come and vaguely sensed several streams of Spiritual Qi that did not belong to his own people.
"Looks like your plan has failed again," Chi Yan mocked without any politeness.
Su Fuyun's eyes darkened. "You seem quite pleased to see me fail? But too bad, I'm not that easy to lose!"
Even if she can't get them to shed blood, as long as that little Primordial Azure Ox dies at the hands of the disciples of the three sects, her plan can still succeed!
Su Fuyun took the high-level communication talisman she had obtained from the sect leader back into her hand and whispered into it, "I'll give you one last chance to prove yourself. Go and kill the Primordial Azure Ox in the Demon Beast bag! After you've done that, I'll take you back to the Mara Gate. I swear on my name!"
Cultivators place great importance on oaths, even Su Fuyun, who cultivates the method of destiny, is no exception.
The person on the other end of the communication talisman immediately suppressed their excitement and replied, "Alright! I hope the Holy Maiden will keep her word!"
Only after receiving the other party's agreement did Su Fuyun's unpleasant expression soften slightly.
Chi Yan saw all of this, but he didn't say a word.
On the other side, Shen Yu had just put away the communication talisman when she cautiously approached the direction of the Demon Beast bag.
The cultivators were carefully releasing the little Primordial Azure Ox from the Demon Beast bag, and the cub, with its green body and small horns on its head, immediately appeared before them.
Because it was still young, its scales had not yet fully grown, so the calf's skin was not as tough as that of an adult ox; instead, it appeared soft and squishy.
The cultivators held this thing in their hands, trembling with fear, not daring to move it.
"I never expected someone would actually use such a scheme to frame us. Everyone knows that the Primordial Azure Ox values its offspring extremely. If this cub dies here, and we're stained with its blood, we'll all probably be teleported out of the small world!"
The cultivator holding the little Demon Beast felt a chill of fear, as if he were holding a deadly weapon in his palm.
As he spoke, the little blue calf gave them a soft moo, appearing extremely dependent on them.
Seeing this, everyone sighed again, realizing they hadn't been careful enough and had almost fallen into someone else's trap.
"So what do we do now? Should we release this Demon Beast back or what?" someone else asked.
"Why don't I hold him for now?" someone suddenly interjected. The man smiled gently at the calf, seemingly quite fond of the young animal. "I'll protect the calf for now. Let's find a safe place to stay until Sang Ying and the others return, and then we can discuss things further, shall we?"
Shen Yu spoke the name "Sang Ying" in an intimate and ambiguous way, and the crowd, who were already not very wary of him, naturally stuffed the little green ox into his arms without saying a word.
The calf seemed to sense the deep malice the person in front of it harbored towards it. It struggled desperately, but it was no match for Shen Yu and could only be held tightly in his arms.
"Then let's do as Shen Yu said and find a safe place to settle down first!" said the cultivator who had caught the cub earlier.
His words quickly drew everyone's attention away, and Shen Yu and the little Primordial Azure Ox were immediately forgotten.
Shen Yu was extremely satisfied with this result. He naturally moved to the back of the line, his hands holding the little green ox trembling slightly, whether from excitement or fear, he didn't know.
At the same time, Bai Kejin followed the Spiritual Qi he had grasped and rushed towards Su Fuyun and the others.
While the concealment Law Artifact were powerful, they could only hide their presence, not completely make Su Fuyun and his group invisible.
Bai Kejin swung his sword fiercely towards the direction from which the arrow came!
The surrounding vegetation that had been helping to conceal them was also cut down, instantly exposing the dozen or so Mara Gate members to Bai Kejin's view.
He stared intently at Chi Yan, at this man who had initially been rumored to have been severely injured by Sang Ying and unable to even get out of bed.
"I never expected that the most powerful thing about the Mara Gate isn't their Cultivation Method, but their ability to lie and deceive!" Bai Kejin sneered.
The news of Chi Yan's serious injury had been widely circulated in the Azure Feather Sect, and Elder Xu from the Mara Gate had caused Sang Ying a lot of trouble at the Swan Courtyard.
Bai Kejin remembered all of these things for his senior sister!
"I dare not accept such a compliment, fellow Daoist." Chi Yan silently stepped forward, subtly blocking Bai Kejin's gaze, and then instructed Su Fuyun, "I'll hold this person off. You quickly take the rest of your fellow disciples back. Let this matter rest here!"
He always felt that if he stayed any longer, the rare advantages that Mara Gate had would gradually be worn away.
After saying this, his aura changed, and he once again engaged in battle with his old rival.
Su Fuyun, who had been instructed by him, did not dare to openly refuse his request. She glanced at Shen Yu and the others from afar, urging them to hurry up and make their move.
The cave behind them was finally breached, and the rumbling sound was a harbinger of the approaching Primordial Azure Ox.
The earth trembled more violently, and the cultivators dared not delay for even a moment, fleeing the place at top speed.
Hidden among the crowd, Shen Yu knew he couldn't wait any longer; he was finally going to make his move against the little green ox...
Su Fuyun dodged Bai Kejin's sword Sword Qi and watched as the cultivators from the three sects in the distance desperately fled using their Law Artifact.
The Mara Gate disciples behind her had already begun urging her to leave. Even though Su Fuyun regretted not being able to see Sang Ying's grief, she could only heed the disciples' advice and follow them away.
Before leaving, Su Fuyun looked at the distant Primordial Azure Ox and said softly, "I hope you will like the gift I gave you, Sang Ying."
"I'm afraid this will disappoint you, because I don't like it."
Su Fuyun's smug expression froze on her face. Before she could even turn around to look, a sharp pain shot through her Dantian.
She lowered her head, trembling, and saw only half a blood-stained sword blade piercing through her from behind.
A cool fragrance wafted into her nostrils, followed by the voice she hated most. "Oh, right, I haven't thanked Fellow Daoist Su for the generous gift yet. As is customary, I'll send you out now so you can reunite with your fellow disciples!"
The sword was suddenly pulled back by the person behind him, Su Fuyun fell to the ground uncontrollably.
She could clearly feel her consciousness fading, and even though she knew she wasn't really dead, the despair of facing death still filled her with fear.
She struggled to open her eyes to see the person in front of her. The familiar figure gently flicked away the blood from the tip of the sword and looked at her with indifference.
"Let's go save the other fellow cultivators! This batch of Primordial Azure Ox Oxen should be enough to propel us to the top of the rankings!" Sang Ying said.
A note from the author:
Waaah, I overestimated myself; I only wrote 5,000 words today.
However, starting tomorrow, Queque, who has fixed her computer, will resume writing three chapters of 6,000 words a day!
Don't abandon me, I love you all~