A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 732 - 688: Have You Been Hurt Or Not?

"What... what’s going on? Why are there suddenly people who look exactly like us?"

Yun Kuo’s eyes widened in disbelief as he hastily voiced his question.

Xiaosuisui had no time to explain at that moment; grabbing her seventh uncle with one hand and Uncle Yun Kuo with the other, she flew out at an angle.

And the Black Mist, which had just morphed into three palms intending to lock onto their throats, caught the three decoys Xiaosuisui had conjured the instant they left their original positions!

"An Illusion Technique! I didn’t expect the girl to be an Illusionist!" Mr. Wu’s voice came from the Black Mist.

Xiaosuisui closed her eyes. Sensing a sharp cry, the corners of her mouth involuntarily lifted into a slight grin.

"What I can do isn’t as simple as just the Illusion Technique," she said.

"Oh! Do you have any other surprises for this seat? But it doesn’t matter anymore. Today, you will die here. Regardless of how high your talent is or what great opportunities you’ve had, today will be your death day!"

The voice from the Black Mist was calm as it once again transformed into tentacles, reaching out towards Xiaosuisui and the others.

This time, the decoys Xiaosuisui conjured again were ineffective; the Black Mist’s tentacles accurately caught hold of her throat!

"AH..."

This was the first time Xiaosuisui had felt her life threatened since arriving at the Ji Family, and her heart instinctively panicked!

"Are you scared? Terrified? Don’t worry, it will be over soon. I’ve already set up my Array. As soon as I kill you now, I will absorb a large portion of your Qi Luck!"

Xiaosuisui’s eyes were wide open, her face contorted in agony from the suffocating grip of the tentacles on her throat.

"You... you can’t kill me today, and don’t even think about taking the Qi Luck from me!"

Xiaosuisui was in considerable pain, but she still forced herself to say what she needed to say.

Ji Youzhi and Yun Kuo’s eyes turned red as they witnessed this scene. Although they could no longer wield their swords, at this moment, they both raised their sword hilts high, gritted their teeth, and thrust towards the black tentacle tightly gripping Xiaosuisui.

The black tentacle emitted a black ripple, directly repelling Ji Youzhi and Yun Kuo. Both fell straight onto the Cyan Dragon, letting out screams of pain.

Xiaoqing had been relentlessly ramming its dragon head against the confinement Array set up by Mr. Wu.

However, seeing its Master’s predicament now, it grew anxious. It roared towards the sky, and a powerful breath of Qi erupted from its massive dragon mouth, attacking the Black Mist tentacle.

The Black Mist cackled, "Don’t get impatient, Cyan Dragon! Regardless, you’re the last dragon on this Continent and a being with powerful Cultivation. Although you’ve been trapped for many years and your Cultivation has declined significantly, you’re barely qualified to be my mount."

"ROAR..." The Cyan Dragon roared again, opening its mouth wide and bellowing angrily towards the sky. "You want me to be your mount? You’re not qualified!"

The breath of Qi from the dragon’s mouth couldn’t shake the Black Mist in the slightest. So, the Cyan Dragon unleashed a major attack, its tail sweeping directly towards the Black Mist. Instantly, Wangwu Mountain trembled violently, threatening to shake heaven and earth!

"Xiaoqing, don’t attack! He’s deliberately trying to enrage you! He wants to use your power to destroy Wangwu Mountain!" Xiaosuisui suddenly yelled at the Cyan Dragon.

She herself had only come to this sudden realization because the Black Mist’s grip on her throat had weakened slightly when Xiaoqing’s tail struck its tentacle.

"Not bad. Truly worthy of being one blessed by Celestial Dao Qi Luck. At the tender age of five, your mind is already like an adult’s. A pity, truly a pity. You are a stumbling block on my path to deification. Otherwise, I would have genuinely liked to see what kind of existence you would grow into!"

Xiaosuisui focused her mind, her breath catching as her throat was constricted again. She gathered all her strength but didn’t counterattack, nor did she respond to Mr. Wu’s remarks. Instead, she tilted her head back and shouted to the sky, "Dafeng!"

This cry of "Dafeng!" made Ji Youzhi’s eyes light up, though he was still lying on the ground, vomiting blood and unable to rise.

Yun Kuo, however, dazedly struggled to push himself up. Holding his sword, he stammered, "I... I won’t let you kill... kill Suisui! Suisui, you wait... wait, Cousin-Uncle is coming... to save..."

Before he could even get out the word "you," he sensed something was wrong.

A shadow fell over them from above, accompanied by huge wings and a piercing screech.

Everyone looked up, their expressions changing drastically at the sight: a colossal bird-like form engulfed in crimson flames.