Free Web NovelChapter 292: Chapter 58: Forgiving You Is the Buddha Master’s Business, Part 2
Fang Cheng flew at full speed, catching up to the streak of light in an instant. With a wave of his sleeve, he unleashed a Sword Aura, slashing toward it.
The emerald jade bracelet seemed to possess a spirit of its own, and it sent forth a projection of itself to collide with the Sword Aura.
CLANG!
The incomparably sharp Sword Aura was easily blocked by the small jade bracelet.
The next moment, ninety-nine streams of faint Sword Qi emerged, weaving through the air. In an instant, they enveloped all of the thousands of jade bracelets within the streak of light.
Furthermore, a brilliant beam of sword light, impossibly fast and carrying a terrifying Sword Intent that could tear the heavens and sunder the earth, slashed directly at the core of the light stream!
The wondrous melody emanating from the jade bracelets in the sky immediately grew faint and scattered.
Countless emerald jade bracelets danced and spun like a writhing dragon, weaving and colliding within the sword light, attempting to flee.
Fang Cheng shifted his Sword Technique, and the sword light transformed into an expanding Nether Sea, instantly blanketing a section of the sky!
Wherever the Nether Sea passed, all the jade bracelets dissipated.
In the end, only a single emerald jade bracelet remained. It was ensnared by the sword light and swept back before Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng snatched the jade bracelet. With a surge of Magical Power, he suppressed its spirit and branded it with his own magical imprint.
He stood in the void and turned his head to look into the distance, calling out sharply, "Which Fellow Daoist is it? Since you’re already here, why not show yourself?"
From the void came a light, pleasant laugh, like the chiming of a silver bell.
A mass of thick, black Demon Fog roiled and appeared, and a hundred-zhang-long Black-Scaled Python slithered out from within it.
A Tier Three Celestial Demon, a Void Demon Snake.
The great snake flicked its tongue, its gaze cold and sinister. Its body exuded a demonic intent that soared to the heavens, and its aura was terrifying.
Atop the great snake’s back, a stunningly beautiful and bewitching woman walked out gracefully, coming to stand on its head.
She was dressed in light gauze, her fair, jade-like feet bare. Her voluptuous and fiery figure was incredibly alluring.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng said calmly, "So, it is the Nine Nether Saintess in person."
This woman already possessed a Peak of Life Talisman Cultivation. Relying on a Celestial Demon Bead, she could easily control two Tier Three Celestial Demons. Her strength was not to be underestimated.
Only one Void Demon Snake had appeared now; the other was clearly hidden, harboring ill intentions.
Bing Wuyi’s beautiful eyes studied Fang Cheng with curiosity as she chuckled. "Judging by your bearing, Fellow Daoist, you don’t seem to be a cultivator from the Red Flame Immortal Palace. Rumor has it that the Immortal Palace lost three sets of Life Soul-level Mechanical Armor back in the day. To think one would fall into your hands."
Fang Cheng let out a dry laugh, remaining noncommittal. He simply released a wave of his Sword Intent, enveloping the Void Demon Snake and Bing Wuyi.
A strange glint flashed in Bing Wuyi’s beautiful eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face. She had been hesitating on whether to attack, but a sudden feeling of extreme danger welled up in her heart, causing her to abandon the impulse.
Her Spiritual Sense had always been sharp, especially her perception of danger, which far surpassed that of ordinary people. This was also her most well-kept secret.
The world only knew that she’d had a heaven-defying lucky encounter, allowing her to fight against various Life Soul Cultivators while still in the Life Talisman Realm without being at a disadvantage, all thanks to her Celestial Demon Bead and her host of Celestial Demons.
But they did not know that her talent for sensing danger had also been indispensable to her success.
It was even more important than the power granted by the Celestial Demon Bead.
At that moment, Bing Wuyi gave a charming smile and said frankly, "Just now, I saw you obtain a Third-tier Magical Artifact meant for a Female Cultivator, Fellow Daoist. I couldn’t restrain myself for a moment and had the urge to snatch it. I hope you can forgive me."
Fang Cheng was also slightly surprised to hear this, not expecting her to be so straightforward.
Possessing Sword Heart Clarity, he could naturally sense the change in her aura and knew that her words matched her intentions—she had indeed given up her killing intent.
He sneered coldly, "If you’re not afraid of losing your life, Fellow Daoist, you’re welcome to try."
Bing Wuyi’s willow-like brows furrowed as she said in a delicate voice, "How could I dare to be so presumptuous before you, Fellow Daoist... But now that all those old monsters at the Life Soul Realm have appeared, treasures are getting harder and harder to snatch. If you don’t mind, why don’t we team up to seize other treasures? I am willing to swear a Heart Demon oath that you will have the first pick of any treasures we obtain."
The woman’s every frown and smile overflowed with charm. Combined with her formidable strength and Cultivation Realm, she evoked a primal urge in others to conquer her.
Fang Cheng said indifferently, "I have important matters to attend to. Fellow Daoist, please go on your way."
With that, his figure flickered, transforming into a streak of sword light that shot into the sky and vanished in an instant.
Bing Wuyi lightly bit her red lip, her beautiful eyes fixed on the direction Fang Cheng had left. She muttered petulantly, "So unromantic!"
’Just who is this person...’
she murmured thoughtfully, running through the many genius cultivators of the Life Talisman Realm from the Wilderness Domain in her mind, but none of them matched Fang Cheng.
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Over the Vast Mountains of the Eastern Wilderness.
"Haha, this treasure was destined to be mine!"
A large, purple-robed man with an astonishing aura held a Treasure Umbrella, a wild and excited grin on his face.
The Treasure Umbrella was closed. Its surface was inlaid with over a thousand pearls that emitted thousands of streams of spiritual light, dazzling the eye. Countless runes flowed across it, making it look exceptionally mystical.
In the distance, two other Cultivators with auras comparable to the purple-robed man’s faced off against him. Although the three had not yet made a move, the clash of their vast and surging auras already caused the Spiritual Qi in the heavens to churn like a tide.
If Cang Wuya had been here, he would have surely recognized these three famous Cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness.
The purple-robed man was the Supreme Elder of the Rakshasa Sect, Master Zi Kuang.
Another, a middle-aged cultivator in a wide hat and large sleeves, was Jing Hongyan, a Supreme Elder of the Jing Family, one of the giants among the Eastern Wilderness Families.
As for the third, she was a languidly beautiful woman dressed in a short-sleeved blouse over a skirt, with an embroidered sash wrapped around her chest. She wore her hair in a playful, toppling-horse bun, and a faint, three-petaled plum blossom mark on her forehead made her look both holy and elegant, an unforgettable sight.
The Cyan Rattan Demon King from the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.
The three of them had been fighting for the Treasure Umbrella, but in the end, Zi Kuang had come out slightly ahead.
Now, having obtained the Treasure Umbrella, Zi Kuang poured his vast Magical Power into it. The umbrella instantly snapped open, its canopy unfurling against the wind and expanding in a flash to a size of one hundred zhang.
