The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 863 - 475: Rescue and Treatment (Part 2)

Ning Xiaoxian felt a bit moved in her heart, but she still kept a straight face, saying: "If it weren’t for saving you few fools, how could I have been captured?" Dou Er and the two Hidden Guards lowered their heads, deeply ashamed. At this moment, suddenly on the ground, a severely injured person let out a miserable cry, but it was Qi Zai, being all thumbs while trying to treat someone, ended up tearing open the wound instead.

Even with his thick skin, he couldn’t help but rub his head, laughing awkwardly.

She kicked Qi Zai away, and turned back to deal with the injuries on several severely wounded people. However, wearing the shackles on her hands was extremely inconvenient. Dou Er whispered: "Mistress, these Purple Gold Shackles can lock cultivation, and without pure physical strength reaching millions of jin, they can’t be opened, extremely troublesome. You should, still find a chance, and let that esteemed person undo it for you." There were many people here and various sources of prying ears, so he had to refer to Changtian indirectly as "esteemed person."

"A million jin?" Ning Xiaoxian raised her elegant eyebrows, "You should have said so earlier." Her right hand flickered, and she already held out the demon skull formed by Tusk’s Transformation. Originally, she was a mortal not a demon, therefore she had no True Body, and couldn’t possess a Life-bound Magical Artifact like Qi Zai, Changtian, and Elder He do. Luckily, Changtian had spared no effort to forge Tusk for her, it was a magic artifact she could use as a mortal, and now even though her Divine Power was bound, Tusk could still execute her orders loyally and meticulously.

She reversed her hand to grasp the sword, separating her hands to the sides, the Purple Gold Shackles emitted a light vibrating hum, yet it was still intact. However, this move had already drawn everyone’s gaze towards her. A robber stuttered, "This... how is this possible!" No matter how much they twisted, pulled, or even used magical artifacts to pry all day long, besides making their wrists ache to death, these shackles didn’t move at all, let alone emit such a trembling hum, furthermore, what Ning Xiaoxian wore was a high-rank Purple Gold Shackles.

She smiled. Just now, it was merely a test of strength, the demon skull was currently enhanced with the Power of Giant Snake, when she held the sword in her hand, she could feel that the constraints of the Purple Gold Shackles weren’t as heavy as before, and this artifact also appeared to have a certain spiritual nature, faintly emanating a sense of fear.

She began to circulate the Divine Power in her body, letting them converge all in her hands. The others watched with wide eyes, and for some unknown reason, an overwhelming sense of awe and subjugation welled up inside them, causing some to shrink back instinctively, moving a bit further from her. Usually, it wouldn’t be much, but after she grasped the demon skull, her power was already on par with the Giant Strength of Harmonization Stage demon species. With its power, came its presence, as she exerted her strength, Gang Qi surging around, a fierce and ferocious aura immediately apparent.

This was the essence sourced from the Ba Snake Divine Power, also her showcase of power at this moment.

In that instant, she could feel the pain produced by the Divine Power colliding at high speed with her tough meridians. This pain was intense and stimulating, making her blood boil, unable to control herself.

"Open!" She softly scolded, tightly clenching her hands into fists, suddenly separating them outward! Dou Er, standing beside her, dared to swear, at this moment, he saw a flash of golden light in the Mistress’s eyes.

"Crack," the Purple Gold Shackles, originally tightly clasped onto her, emitted a coarse sound, not like metal, but more akin to an old tree breaking, briskly and cleanly broke into two, falling to the ground. A wisp of black smoke floated out from the fracture, materializing into the shape of a small snake, then let out a wailing, and slowly dissipated into the air.

"What is this?"

"Artifact Spirit," Changtian mused, "No wonder the binding power of these Purple Gold Shackles is so strong, even Qi Zai couldn’t break free, it turns out the soul of a Returning to Void Stage Python Demon was incorporated as the Artifact Spirit. The Python Power originally excels in twisting and binding, using a Returning to Void Stage python soul as the Artifact Spirit, can indeed bind an ordinary Harmonization Stage demon."

The two of them discussed lightly, but the others did not see it that way. Most of the robbers gasped, having encountered this delicate young lady several times, not realizing she was a humanoid violent demon, then they were delighted. Now everyone was a grasshopper on the same rope, the stronger she was, the greater their chance of escaping.

Ning Xiaoxian moved her wrists, holding Tusk, she turned back, and cut off the Purple Gold Shackles on Qi Zai’s hand, then instructed him to unlock the others. Qi Zai, endowed with Seven Symbols Power, now regaining freedom, it was more than sufficient to use brute force to pry open the shackles on other prisoners.

Time was limited. She hurriedly squatted down, first healing the five severely wounded, then treated everyone according to the severity of their injuries. Along her journey, she had suffered countless injuries, both major and minor, overt and covert, becoming incredibly familiar with their structure, having served as a Pill Master at Hidden Stream for a long time, and participated in the Northwest campaign, she was also practically encyclopedic about the physical characteristics of many demons. Coupled with the previously taken medication starting to dissolve and exert its effects within their bodies, through these actions, she spent no more than thirty breaths on each of the five severely wounded, yet after her treatment, the people immediately felt a significant reduction in pain, a cool and comfortable sensation around the wounded areas, causing awed admiration, while she dealt with the mildly injured ones with such speed that left people dazzled.

A robber praised her: "Miss Ning, your skill is truly impressive."

She pursed her lips and smiled, said: "What’s this? Among the Pill Masters at Hidden Stream, there’s a Spider Demon, able to transform into eight arms, treating and healing four people at the same time. Speed is several times that of normal people." These severely wounded individuals, like the Lion Demon missing a hand and a leg, couldn’t temporarily participate in the battle. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)