The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 386 - 229 Support

The words of the second young master of Fengtian Prefecture are golden and irrefutable to these people. In these chaotic times, being able to ensure the safety of one’s family with a single life is a worthwhile trade, not to mention that the other party is already their master.

Therefore, Lord Miluo placed his own blood on these substitutes and cast a secret technique, keeping the nine drops of blood alive for three days. Born in Fengtian Prefecture, he knew that the Sect often used the Tracking Jade Talisman to find people, but the talisman could only trace the blood on a living body.

Then came the time for the pufferfish poison to take effect. With the calculated dose by Changtian and Qiongqi, theoretically, it could induce a false death in Lord Miluo, stopping his heartbeat and deceiving the senses of the Tracking Jade Talisman.

Lord Miluo’s Heavenly Fox Concealing Technique had expired, and with the poison lasting another two days, it would be just enough time for Lord Miluo’s reinforcement to arrive for the rescue.

Two days later, which is now, this fox demon would wake up from the false death. Of course, that was only in theory.

Luckily, both Changtian and Qiongqi’s theories were sound, so Lord Miluo indeed revived as expected, sparing her many subsequent troubles.

While speaking, Changtian reminded her, "Someone is approaching."

Rescue has arrived? The timing is perfect.

Moments later, three dark figures appeared in the distance. Ning Xiaoxian could see that among them were two demons she had encountered on the riverbank, the burly man with a tiger’s head and the thin man who could transform into a giant blue bird. The last one was dressed as a scholar, appeared to be around forty, with a square jaw, wearing a black robe, and exuding an air of calm detachment.

She showed a reaction when she saw the black-robed scholar, for Changtian had recognized that he was not just a human cultivator, but his cultivation had also reached the Great Perfection of Late Mahayana. The highest cultivator she had met previously was Tantai Yi, but his cultivation was only at the Void Refining Stage, a whole realm below this human cultivator!

No wonder there were only three of them. Just with the cultivation of this black-robed scholar, it should be sufficient to protect Lord Miluo from escaping out of the nets his brother had laid.

She had always thought that Fengtian Prefecture only had demons, not knowing that human cultivators also served there.

As the three approached, the burly man and the thin man paid their respects to Lord Miluo with reverence, "Lord Miluo, we are late."

Lord Miluo nodded and turned to the black-robed scholar, "Uncle Feng has been troubled again this time."

The black-robed scholar, Uncle Feng, showed a slight smile on his indifferent face, "It’s no trouble. With me here, you’ll return unharmed." He glanced at Ning Xiaoxian and Tu Jin, adding casually, "And these two are?"

Ning Xiaoxian felt that his gaze, although not ferocious, conveyed a sense of superiority that clearly stated she was insignificant, like a chicken or dog.

She heard Lord Miluo smile, "These two are my lifesavers. A few days ago, when I was gravely injured, they saved me."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Feng showed a hint of surprise and turned to address both Ning Xiaoxian and Tu Jin formally, "You saved Mr. Miluo, which means you have done me a favor as well. Feng Shiyu thanks you both!"

She returned the gesture politely. The cultivation level of the newcomer was higher than she expected. Between cultivators, a difference of one or two realms can be like a thousand miles apart. Even if Tu Jinxi practiced the Soul Cultivation Method, he might not be able to defeat this black-robed scholar. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Now, the dynamics of power between her and Lord Miluo had suddenly reversed. Although they had agreed upon terms, what if he did not keep his promise?

Seeing her eyes darting about, Lord Miluo knew her concerns and laughed inwardly. When he initially saw Uncle Feng, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind to take Ning Xiaoxian back to Fengtian Prefecture directly. However, he was not one to act on impulse, known for his honor throughout his life, and having a fairly harmonious relationship with Ning Xiaoxian over the past few days, he did not want to break the surface peace or revert to hostility.

So he sighed inwardly and said to her, "Miss Ning, I will return to the Prefecture first. If there is trouble, you may contact me in the manner we previously agreed." As soon as he spoke, he saw her relax, feeling suddenly displeased: Was she so eager for him to leave?

Ning Xiaoxian, unaware of his changing thoughts, smiled, "Safe travels, I won’t see you out. Don’t forget the agreement we have made." Lord Miluo snorted.

The thin man turned back into a giant bird, the burly man carefully carrying the White Fox as if he was holding a mountain, walked onto the bird’s back with Uncle Feng.

As the giant bird took flight, it kicked up dust and pebbles. Within a dozen breaths, it had become a small dot in the distant sky.