The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 691 - 390 Borrowing a Knife
Langya’s Divine Sense was powerful, and he had already caught a glimpse of the indescribable astonishment in Duanmu Yan’s eyes. He and this man had played mind games many times, never had he seen him expose a flaw; the only reason for such a lapse now was that, caught off guard, Ning Xiaoxian had revealed the secret in his heart.
At this moment, Langya truly wished he himself did not know this secret!
Seeing Langya looking at her with eyes full of rage, Ning Xiaoxian spoke fluently and rapidly, feeling that she had never spoken so fast in her life: "Otherwise, how could he produce Mengpo Soup, how could he claim to have a deeper understanding of Yimu Power than anyone else, just because he is an old demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, the arch-enemy of Lord Changtian! Right, otherwise how could he control Mou Tan with the Enchanting Spell?!" Duanmu Yan’s various pretexts also had a flaw - his unknown origin. Thus, these words, word by word, hit hard at Langya’s heart.
Duanmu Yan, truly a cunning man, had already adjusted his emotions in that instant, his surprised expression vanished instantly, his mouth only sneering: "Nonsense, who is Yin Jiuyou, how would I not recognize him? You little girl, daring to pretend with just a bottle of medicine as Enchanting Soup?"
Just at this critical moment, Ning Xiaoxian did something that surprised everyone.
She suddenly smiled, speaking lightly and happily: "You are right about one thing, I am indeed talking nonsense: this medicine is not Enchanting Soup at all!"
Instantly, the entire scene fell silent.
She lightly lifted her fair wrist, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, she squeezed the Glazed Bottle with a "pop", shattering it, and yellow medicine spilled everywhere. She casually discarded the pieces, pulling a snow-white silk handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped her hands.
Despite Langya’s calming skills, at this moment his wrist was trembling slightly: "You... you..."
The girl in front of him was smiling with a clear and serene demeanor, yet the words she spoke were crystal clear to everyone: "Master, whether the medicine in my hand was real or fake, it is now smashed. Your only hope," she extended her hand pointing at Duanmu Yan, "lies with him now!"
God damn it, she had tricked them again! Langya was so furious his face twitched, but he had no time for that because Duanmu Yan had already changed his expression and suddenly turned and ran outside.
Langya stomped his foot lightly, and at the edge of the forest, a Gang Wind started to blow, gathering towards the center of the venue, the trees within the forest also shook, and numerous vines swiftly stretched out, targeting just one person—
Duanmu Yan!
Changtian, who had kept silent until now, finally spoke. He couldn’t help but praise: "Girl, well done!"
First, she disturbed Duanmu Yan’s mind with the fake medicine, causing him to reveal a flaw, then she declared that Duanmu Yan was actually Yin Jiuyou’s clone, making it impossible for Langya to deal with him anymore. Lastly, she crushed the medicine bottle in her own hands.
Thus, just as she said, whether the medicine she held was real or fake, the only bowl of Enchanting Soup in the world was now in the hands of Duanmu Yan. Since Langya could no longer trade with him, regardless of his initial hesitations towards Duanmu Yan, the only way left to procure it was—
to snatch it openly! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Langya, a successful Cross Tribulation Immortal, was other than Changtian and White Tiger, the most profound cultivator she had ever seen. Using him to deal with Yin Jiuyou’s clone would be far steadier than the three of them taking action. What’s best, Langya knew he was being used by her, yet he still had to jump into the deep pit she had dug. This is called an open plot; even if you know it’s a trap, you still have to step into it without hesitation!
This move, lending a flower as a tribute to Buddha, using others to kill one’s target, was even considered brilliantly and flawlessly executed in Changtian’s view!
Duanmu Yan’s escape, Langya’s fierce move, was nothing less than the signal for the melee to begin. In the next instant, Qi Zai turned into an arrow loosed from a string, rushing towards Duanmu Yan.
The Qingluan, who had initially been leaning against a tree, now transformed into the Green Bird, suddenly flew up into the air, emitting three short and one long clear chirps. Though not earth-shattering at first listen, through the air the sound went in all directions. Clearly, she was summoning the Hidden Stream Demons to come to their aid.
Following the four clear chirps, she began to chant softly, causing waves of demonic power to fluctuate on her body. Renowned for her Magic, after restoring her True Body, her Divine Skills’ power had greatly increased.
The heavy injuries just now had already completely healed, she felt her body brimming with demonic power, surprisingly feeling even better than before she was injured. In the critical moment earlier, Qi Zai fed her the Ancient Elixir "Soul Reviving Guide", personally refined by Changtian. After she took it, all her overt and covert injuries healed, and for the next five two-hour periods, she felt vigorous. But once the effect wore off, she would faint for three days and nights and lose twenty years of her life span.
