The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 436 - 257: Old Acquaintance
Senior Brother Wei blocked the way, saying: "Hold on, hand over everything you’ve gained tonight!"
Ji Zhenzong responded loudly: "I haven’t harvested much tonight, only enough for my own consumption." With these words, Senior Brother Wei and the others laughed, "We just said you aren’t stupid, yet here you are, not knowing the score. Hand it over!" One of them stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and started fumbling around his waist.
Senior Brother Wei instructed: "He even let someone snatch his storage bag, just directly fish out whatever he has in his bosom."
Ji Zhenzong struggled a couple of times but failed to break free and said anxiously: "Take your hands off, I’ll get it myself! I’ll hand it over to you myself!" The person let go of him and also gave him a harsh shove.
With clenched teeth, Ji Zhenzong fumbled in his bosom a few times before reluctantly pulling out a small cloth bag and clenched it in his palm. Senior Brother Wei scolded with a laugh: "A fool will always be a fool; you can’t keep what can’t be kept. It’s better to hand it over obediently." He reached out to snatch it.
Within the Immortal Sect, the law of the jungle was common. Bullying weaker disciples was something they often did. Such actions of snatching were done countless times.
When he tugged the money bag back, strangely enough, it didn’t take much effort—Ji Zhenzong actually let go, not struggling anymore. As Senior Brother Wei was puzzled by the situation, he suddenly noticed that the fool’s hands were climbing up his arm.
This move was unusually precise and fast! Before Senior Brother Wei could react, a Giant Strength came from his shoulder as Ji Zhenzong had already opened his wide palm and firmly grasped his shoulder joint. With a roar from Ji Zhenzong’s mouth, a surge of black energy arose from his palm and instantly formed into a giant python thick as a wrist, which slithered from Senior Brother Wei’s shoulders and quickly coiled around him!
This sudden turn of events happened so fast that the three were caught off guard, and the giant python made of black energy tightly bound Senior Brother Wei, preventing him from even lifting his arms. What was even more horrifying was that the smoke python could squeeze like a real giant python, causing Senior Brother Wei’s eyeballs to bulge out. Terrified, he tried to shout but was choked by the python coiling around his neck, trapping the scream in his throat, unable to come out. Then, the smoke python opened its gaping maw and bit down hard on the area over his heart, causing him such pain that he convulsed.
The other two took a couple of steps back in shock before they came to their senses. One went to rescue Senior Brother Wei, while another swung the Jade Ruler to strike at Ji Zhenzong. The ruler emitted a hazy green light—it was a decent Magic Artifact. If Ji Zhenzong were hit squarely, he would likely be fractured. However, defying the usual clumsiness, he ducked to avoid the ruler and, as if springs were installed in his feet, lunged forward with a swoosh.
The man was slender while Ji Zhenzong was burly. When they collided, the other staggered backward and fell, but Ji Zhenzong let out a cackle, pounced, and firmly embraced him. The man felt an overwhelming Giant Strength crash down on him, his vision darkening, and as he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, he spat out a jet of blood—his internal organs were severely damaged from being crushed in the embrace.
As the blood sprayed on Ji Zhenzong’s face, it ignited his ferocity. He let out a low shout, his joints cracking loudly, as he tightened his grip even more. His embrace was not like a bear hug but rather a squeeze of a giant python; even wrapping his legs around the opponent, the posture was unsightly but frighteningly powerful. With several "crack" sounds, the man’s spine, neck, arm bones, sternum, and leg bones were all broken in his grip.
By the time he let go, the man was unable to support himself any longer and collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.
Witnessing this, Changtian suddenly said: "Set up a soundproof barrier around this farmhouse, quick!"
His tone urgent, Ning Xiaoxian didn’t ask any questions and promptly set up the barrier.
The remaining man swung his Magic Artifact a few times but couldn’t rid Senior Brother Wei of the smoke python. In the midst of his panic, he turned to see his companion meet such a grim fate. He paused for a moment, then let go of everything and sprinted towards the door behind Ji Zhenzong—Ning Xiaoxian wanted to facepalm: At a moment of life and death, he still thought of escaping through the front door! He had a Magic Artifact in hand, and this place was nothing more than a farmhouse; he could simply create a hole in the wall and easily escape.
This man’s bad luck, she thought, Guangcheng Palace has such a grand reputation, yet its disciples are no more than this. When Quan Shifang’s cultivation had only reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, whether in actions or combat awareness, he was countless times more outstanding than these three.
Indeed, just as the man reached the doorway, he stumbled and fell abruptly. It turned out that Ji Zhenzong had somehow released another smoke python, which was coiled by the door; the moment he rushed over, his feet were instantly entangled.
