The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 51 - : 51. Grandpa does not like to eat barbecue
Chapter 51: 51. Grandpa does not like to eat barbecue
As the voice rose, shadows loomed in the surrounding fog, with more than ten scattered cultivators who had entered Lanruo Temple converging quickly.
Han Li’s heart sank, it was no surprise that these scattered cultivators noticed something off about the monk, but why did they still think she was in collusion with him?
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Among those who approached, Han Li spotted that woman clad in power attire with a scar on her face, immediately realizing that it must be this person causing mischief again.
Seeing only Han Li and no sign of Fang Zhou, the woman in the power attire showed a hint of disappointment and then stared at Han Li with malice.
That shouting scattered cultivator yelled at Han Li: “You wretch, quickly lead us out of this damned place.”
They had been lured here by the Secret Treasure, only realizing they had been deceived when the fog appeared, many had died, leaving only these last ten or so, each highly skilled, and at the very least at Qi Refining Realm Perfection.
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Huddling together for warmth, they hadn’t been wiped out by ghostly figures, yet unable to discern the direction, they weren’t able to escape and would eventually exhaust their strength.
Han Li’s emergence felt like a drowning person clutching at a straw; they weren’t considering whether she was being wrongfully accused.
Han Li sternly said: “If I were colluding with the monks, why would I also be trapped here, and even have my companion dead?”
She apologized silently to Fang Zhou in her heart and used him as a shield for the moment.
The scattered cultivators subconsciously felt that Han Li made sense, but the woman in power attire suddenly said: “You’re probably not trapped here, but stayed by choice, using our names to scout the path for you, so you could wait for the opportune moment to seize the Secret Treasure; maybe your companion is hiding somewhere.”
Upon hearing the woman’s words, the scattered cultivators became noisy again, Han Li noticed their eyes were bloodshot, their emotional state clearly disturbed, with only the power-clad woman seeming normal.
Furious and shocked, Han Li thought, not only is this woman maliciously framing, but she’s also using dark manipulation on her peers’ minds, what exactly does she want to do.
The scattered cultivators glared at Han Li with hostility, advancing step by step.
Instinctively retreating, Han Li gripped her longsword tightly.
“Boom—”
At that moment, the entire Lanruo Temple suddenly trembled, and the thick tree roots on the ground seemed to come alive, stretching out in all directions.
The scattered cultivators nearly lost their balance, and Han Li seized the moment to turn and flee into the fog.
The woman in power attire flicked her hand, releasing a paper crane that chased in the direction Han Li fled.
“Chase her, we can get out if we follow her.”
The scattered cultivators immediately followed behind the paper crane.
The fog, disorienting and impeding exploration, had Han Li hoping it would help her shake off the pursuing group. Yet, they kept up closely.
It wasn’t long before Han Li noticed the paper crane that was tracking her, evidently betraying her location.
She wanted to turn back and deal with the paper crane but feared getting caught, forcing her to blindly run, no longer caring about the directions, heading wherever it was most complex.
During the chase, unknowingly covering much ground, suddenly, Han Li noticed the surrounding fog had disappeared.
She found herself in a clearing hundreds of meters in diameter, desolate all around except for a pavilion at the center.
Han Li halted, silently staring at the pavilion, her intuition about the lurking danger almost manifesting physically, causing copious amounts of cold sweat on her forehead and back.
The paper crane circled over her head.
In a few moments, the scattered cultivators burst out of the fog, their faces showing delight.
“We’re out! We finally made it out!”
“I never want to go back to that damned place!”
“That wretched girl indeed must be in collusion with the monks…”
The scattered cultivators were still immersed in the joy of escaping from the white mist and hadn’t had time to confront Han Li when they noticed the existence of the pavilion.
They gradually fell silent. Those who could cultivate to Qi Refining Realm Perfection were not fools—they had been influenced by the tough-dressed woman previously, and now an unknown chill brought them back to their senses.
In the pavilion sat four young women of varying ages, two playing chess, two watching.
The sudden appearance of four women playing and watching chess in this eerie place seemed abnormal, and it was even uncertain if they were human.
The scattered cultivators instinctively swallowed, each feeling a profound threat.
Just then, a patting sound of footsteps came, and from the other side of the white mist, a cute little girl with pigtails and a purple gourd hanging at her waist walked out.
The little girl entered the pavilion, plopped down to sit, and puffed her cheeks into a bun-like face, looking quite indignant.
The eldest woman, also playing chess, dressed in red, holding a chess piece, smiled and said, “Who has bullied Xiao Qi?”
Xiao Qi complained, “Big sister, a nasty guy escaped from my grasp, you have to help me catch him back!”
The woman in red said indulgently, “Alright, I will definitely help you catch him.”
Another woman in yellow playing chess also laughed, “Someone managed to escape from our Xiao Qi, not simple, eh? Did you suction the wrong thing again?”
Xiao Qi glared at her, “Third sister, don’t tease me, you wouldn’t have caught him either, that person was too fast.”
The four women all laughed; this youngest sister was the joy of their group of six.
These five sisters chatted and laughed in the pavilion, paying no mind to the group of scattered cultivators in the distance.
The scattered cultivators dared not make a rash move, the five women seemed too eerie, and behind them was the mist, none of them wanted to go back.
Only then did the scattered cultivators remember Han Li, who had led them here, and they started searching around only to find that Han Li had disappeared at some point.
“What the hell, when did she run off?”
“Damn girl, slipped away so fast!”
The scattered cultivators were very annoyed, but they forgot that a tough-dressed woman had also disappeared.
In the pavilion, the five women finally turned their attention to the scattered cultivators.
The woman in green watching the chess smiled, “It’s my turn to act this time, don’t fight with me.”
The woman in blue also watching responded with a roll of her eyes, “Forget it, great-grandfather doesn’t like grilled stuff, I should do it.”
The woman in green protested, “Sister Five, it was your turn last time and the time before; it should be my turn now.”
“But great-grandfather doesn’t like it!”
“Grandfather just said it’s not tasty, not that he doesn’t like it.”
As the two strikingly similar-looking twins started bickering, Xiao Qi shouted, “Sister Four, Sister Five, stop arguing, let me do it, I haven’t had the chance even once!”
Both turned to Xiao Qi and then burst into laughter together, “If you suction them into your gourd, what’s left for great-grandfather to eat?”
When the eldest and third sister finished their chess game, the third sister in yellow stood up, “Let me do it then, chopping them up won’t matter.”
The other three had no objection, and the third sister left the pavilion, walking towards the dozen scattered cultivators leisurely, as if strolling.
The dozen scattered cultivators were intimidated by her mere presence and instinctively retreated to the edge of the mist.
One of the cultivators gritted his teeth, “What are we afraid of? We are over a dozen people, are we really afraid we can’t handle a few demons? One spit from each of us would drown her!”
Hearing this, the crowd felt it made sense, their morale boosted, and they all rubbed their hands in preparation for demon extermination!
