The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 861 - 474: Feigned Surrender (Part 2)

Changtian speculated that the Mingshui Sect might have set up the trap here because after Dou Er was captured, the message sent by the Earth Yin Messenger fell into Wenren Bo’s hands, which prompted him to rush to the West Mountain in advance to set the stage for capturing her in one move. She looked at the Dayan Dui Ice Formation in front of her and frowned. She had fought with Qing Ji before and knew how cunning he was. He and the Mingshui Sect wouldn’t just set this single trap for her. If she managed to escape, there would surely be endless tricks waiting for her.

Instead of such a scenario, she might as well... surrender without a fight.

Sure enough, Wenren Bo snapped his fingers, and the Dayan Dui Ice Formation on the ground dimmed. Although this mutated Ancient Formation was sharp, it required four Array Masters to continuously cast and guide it, without a second’s pause, and in just such a short time, it consumed over a thousand Spirit Stones. Once the enemy was captured, the formation had to be withdrawn immediately.

Meanwhile, many people emerged one after another from the woods, vaguely holding some strange objects in their hands. It seemed that if she had bravely broken through the formation, she would inevitably have to experience the power of these things.

Qing Ji, seeing her staring at these people without stopping, gently said, "The less you struggle, the less you’ll suffer." Although she had freed herself from bondage before, it was probably with someone’s help. He knew very well that the Purple Gold Shackles on her now couldn’t be broken without a force of a million catties, much stronger than the ones he had placed on her ten days ago. Ning Xiaoxian was indeed strong, but reaching a million was something only a demonic species with cultivation in the Mahayana Realm could achieve, and he didn’t believe a Human like her could do it.

At the thought of this person offending her, she felt a sickening and sticky sensation rise in her body, so she turned her head, refusing to look at him. She bit her lip, her face showing slight grievance, yet with a cold and proud expression. This complex mixture of emotions made Qing Ji find her increasingly interesting, and he couldn’t help but reach out to stroke her face.

Ning Xiaoxian was startled, took a step back to avoid his hand, but ended up beside Wenren Bo. She muttered to herself, wondering what was wrong with him. She wasn’t a breathtaking beauty and had never been nice to him, so why did he have to touch her every time they met? She had asked Changtian what this man’s mindset was, and even Changtian shrugged, saying it was incomprehensible.

Seeing this scene, Wenren Bo laughed heartily, "Eldest Young Master is charming, which girl wouldn’t be smitten upon seeing you? But what did you do to offend this lady before, making her avoid you like a deadly plague?"

Qing Ji could only smile wryly and then sighed, "I don’t know. But I just prefer her like this. If molded by your hand, who knows if she’d still have this charm."

Wenren Bo haughtily said, "Any type you want can be molded. Show up at the Bai Yujing auction next year and take her away." Qing Ji no longer looked at her and instead said to Wenren Bo, "Mission accomplished, how about we have a drink?"

"Just what I had in mind," Wenren Bo waved his hand, and someone led Ning Xiaoxian and Qi Zai away. These two looked down on mortals, so they didn’t return to the town but just found a broad place on the cliff. Qing Ji casually tossed a pigeon egg-sized red bead, which quivered and hovered in mid-air, suddenly casting a faint red light that covered half of the cliff, enveloping them within. Wenren Bo immediately felt warmth, as if it were early May, without a trace of the Snow Mountain’s chill, and even the bitter wind that usually swept the cliff couldn’t enter. Being quite knowledgeable, he spread his brows and said, "Wind Stabilizing Pearl? Eldest Young Master is truly generous, carrying such a treasure with you." He thought to himself that the rumors of the two brothers from Fengtian Prefecture being extravagant were indeed true.

Qing Ji, being someone who liked to enjoy pleasures, didn’t make exceptions even while on the move. He smiled slightly and had his subordinates lay out blankets, set up tables and chairs, and serve fruit wine. Though it had snowed a few days ago, tonight’s moon was round and bright like a silver plate, making everything around seem white and vast. The two of them invited the moon as their guest and began to drink.

The person escorting Ning Xiaoxian disliked her slow pace and gave her a push on the back. Qi Zai, enraged, took a big step forward to kick him, but Ning Xiaoxian sent a transmission, "Don’t be impulsive."

Qi Zai paused, slowed his steps, and didn’t react even when someone behind him gave him a heavy kick, thinking to himself with delight, "That’s right, the Mistress’s body is coursing with Divine Power, unaffected by the Purple Gold Shackles, unlike me who can’t use my strength." Having eaten the Dragon Elephant Fruit, though powerful, he hadn’t undergone a transformation, and his Demon Core stored demonic power, which couldn’t be used at the moment, making him frustrated to death.

The guards led them for quite a while before reaching a mountain cave, exchanged secret signs with the gatekeeper, and handed them over for guard duty.

This mountain cave was quite hidden, with its entrance covered by dense foliage, making it inconspicuous from afar, but inside it was deep, making it a natural prison for detaining people. Though the stone walls had no lighting, both she and Qi Zai could see in the dark, avoiding any stumbling, and after being escorted inside for dozens of steps, they heard a few faint breaths.

There were a few more unlucky ones confined here, and Changtian had already confirmed that they were allies.

After rounding a corner, they reached the bottom of the stone cave. It was somewhat bright here, but in such a deep cave, the air was thin, and lighting a torch would be life-threatening, so Wenren Bo’s subordinates hung a few glow grasses on the stone wall for illumination, making the place quite bright. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)