A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 28: Heavenly Tribulation Descending?

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Three Peak Golden Core cultivators, and one... seems to be a Nascent Soul old devil!!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Li Xuanxiao’s back.

If it were just one Golden Core cultivator along with two Foundation Establishment cultivators, even though he himself was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was absolutely confident he could escape unscathed—

He might even be able to kill those Foundation Establishment cultivators.

But with the addition of three Peak Golden Core cultivators and a Nascent Soul old devil, he had no chance of winning at all.

His Concealment Talisman would at most work against Golden Core cultivators.

If it was a Nascent Soul old devil, just a sweep of their divine sense would easily expose him.

Zhang Tianxin clearly also sensed this terrifying aura, and his expression changed instantly.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a golden pill from his storage ring and swallowed it.

This was a life-saving pill his master had given him when he went down the mountain.

It could forcibly boost his cultivation to the Golden Core Stage for a short time, but the side effects were severe.

For an ordinary cultivator, damaging their foundation would be the least of their worries—they might be stuck at their current cultivation level for life.

After taking the pill, Zhang Tianxin’s cultivation surged.

The Nascent Soul old devil was an elderly man with white hair. He merely glanced at Zhang Tianxin lightly—

Just that one look, and Zhang Tianxin, who had just gained newfound confidence, immediately lost all ability to resist.

The difference between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage was only one major realm, yet the gap was like heaven and earth.

"Have you found any trace of the Lord?"

The Nascent Soul old devil no longer paid him any attention.

"The Lord’s aura vanished in this place."

"Then why are these two people here?" the Nascent Soul old devil asked again.

The Golden Core heretic cultivator was momentarily stunned.

"Two?"

The Nascent Soul old devil snorted coldly.

"All these years of cultivation—have you fed it to the dogs?"

He then turned to another Peak Golden Core cultivator and said, "Tell him where the other one is."

The Peak Golden Core cultivator blinked, then pointed at Zhang Tianxin and said,

"I get it now! He’s pregnant! That’s why there are two people!"

The Golden Core cultivator suddenly realized,

"Ah! That makes sense!"

"You might as well donate your brain if you’re not going to use it!"

The Nascent Soul old devil slapped him across the face.

"Are you coming out yourself, or do I have to help you?"

The moment he finished speaking, Li Xuanxiao’s figure shot out from underground—

Without a word, he activated sword flight and sped away.

"Trying to escape!"

The Golden Core cultivator, still stung from the slap, was furious and immediately gave chase.

He was incredibly fast, but Li Xuanxiao wasn’t slow either.

"Stop right there!"

The Golden Core cultivator’s expression was grim as he raised one hand and gently clenched his fingers.

In an instant, the surrounding trees, which had stood still and silent, seemed to come alive—

They suddenly twisted violently!

Their branches stretched, thickened, and expanded like enormous, writhing pythons—

In the blink of an eye, they lashed toward Li Xuanxiao with overwhelming speed!

Before he could react, the thick branches had already wrapped tightly around him, binding him completely and making it impossible to move.

The immense force felt like it was about to crush him—

Even breathing became difficult.

The Golden Core cultivator strutted back to the Nascent Soul old devil, hoping for praise.

"Got him!"

Slap!

The Nascent Soul old devil smacked him across the face again.

The Golden Core cultivator: (Ծ‸Ծ)

Why did he hit me again?!

"Idiot! You caught a fake!"

"Huh?"

With a flick of his hand, the so-called "captured" Li Xuanxiao instantly turned into a paper figure—

Which exploded into a cloud of toxic mist.

"Careful!"

Meanwhile, the real Li Xuanxiao was fleeing frantically in the shadows.

If it had only been those four Golden Core cultivators, he really might have escaped today.

But unfortunately, there was a Nascent Soul old devil present.

No matter what tricks a tiny ant used, to a giant, they were insignificant.

And so, just like that, Li Xuanxiao was effortlessly dragged out from underground—

And tied up alongside Zhang Tianxin.

"The Lord’s aura disappeared here for no reason. These two brats might know something. Take them back to the Honored Lord."

A Golden Core cultivator asked, "It’s just a small matter, we can just interrogate them ourselves. Why trouble the Honored Lord?"

"Fool! If we can’t get anything out of them and lose the Lord’s trail, the Honored Lord will say we’re incompetent.

If we hand these two over, and there’s a lead, great!

If there’s nothing, it has nothing to do with us.

In the workplace, you have to learn what to do and what not to do."

The Golden Core cultivator suddenly understood, "Second Uncle, then what exactly should we do and not do?"

"How many times have I told you? Use titles when addressing me at work!"

The other four Golden Core cultivators all looked at the Nascent Soul old devil with anticipation.

The Nascent Soul old devil began to lecture confidently,

"In the Demon Sect, don't do what you already know—because you won’t learn anything new.

Don't do what you don’t know—because if you don’t know it, how can you do it?

Don’t do urgent tasks—you’ll make mistakes.

Don’t do tasks that aren’t urgent—because if they’re not urgent, why do them at all…?"

Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but clap.

Oh no! He actually learned something useful!

"......"

"Zhang Tianxin of Golden Thunder Sect."

"Li Xuanxiao of Mount Shushan."

On the way to being taken away, the two unfortunate captives started talking.

Zhang Tianxin sighed, "Brother, looks like we’re doomed."

Li Xuanxiao could only let out a helpless sigh.

The chances of running into a Nascent Soul cultivator while traveling were lower than getting struck by lightning—

And yet, they had managed to meet one… who was from the Demon Sect no less.

"By the way, fellow Daoist, why were you tracking these Demon Sect members?"

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Zhang Tianxin hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually... I was traveling down the mountain when I met an old fortune teller. He told me a heavenly tribulation was descending, so I followed his guidance—

And ended up here, running into them."

Heavenly tribulation descending?

Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow, just about to ask more questions.

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness vanished, and light returned.

The two of them found themselves inside a grand palace, each tied to a pillar.

Zhang Tianxin took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice,

"Daoist Li, though this is our first meeting, I can see that you are righteous and not one to fear death.

Today, even if we must endure all manner of torture from these heretic cultivators, we must grit our teeth and persevere! Only then can we uphold the integrity of the righteous path!"

Li Xuanxiao was moved by his words and nodded firmly.

"Good!!"

At that moment, a thick surge of demonic aura suddenly rose around them, billowing like rolling black smoke, swiftly gathering.

In the blink of an eye, the mass of demonic aura surged straight toward them, finally stopping above a chair before them.

As the demonic aura churned and condensed, a humanoid figure gradually became clearer.

The figure was slender and graceful, with long, fair legs. At that moment, she was leisurely crossing one leg over the other, resting her delicate jade-like hand against her cheek, exuding an air of pure laziness.

Finally, the figure fully solidified.

She raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes slowly opening, revealing a trace of weariness and indifference.

She looked at the two of them with the lazy expression of someone who had just woken up.

"Hmm? Murong Mo!!"

Di Nü Feng exclaimed in surprise.

"You... are actually still alive."

Li Xuanxiao: (ΩДΩ)!!!

The worst possible scenario of falling into Demon Sect hands had come true.

And even worse—he had fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect leader.

The very same Demon Sect leader he had once schemed against.