0p0 Chapter 257 Why Help Foreign Tribes
Chapter 257 Why Help Foreign Tribes
Yun Fuzhao: "..."
Wow, this memory is comparable to Lian Sheng's.
Perhaps Fu Qiuling possessed a more maternal glow than Yun Fuzhao, for the woman actually engaged in a pleasant conversation with her.
Having gained her initial trust, Fu Qiuling once again made her previous request, "Can I hug her?"
As if sensing her thoughts, the baby stretched out two old, wrinkled hands from the tightly wrapped velvet cloth and opened them towards Fu Qiuling, as if asking for a hug.
Fu Qiuling's brow twitched, but she praised without changing her expression, "So cute."
Yun Fuzhao: "..."
With this determination, you will succeed at anything.
The woman was pleased with her praise and carefully handed her her child, her eyes gentle.
Everyone held their breath, knowing that the key to this mission lay with this child.
All eyes turned to Fu Qiuling.
She couldn't help but feel a little nervous, peeling away the thick layers of velvet with her fingers.
Yun Fuzhao subconsciously leaned over to take a look. When the last layer of velvet was lifted, a grown man who looked seven-tenths like Master Wu stared at Yun Fuzhao and grinned.
The head of an adult man was tucked into a piece of fleece no longer than a forearm, a sight both bizarre and terrifying.
Fu Qiuling almost couldn't resist throwing him out.
Yun Fuzhao saw that it was old and withered, ugly in a unique way, and looked a lot like the green kappa Promax version that Yun Fuzhao had seen before.
She wished she could gouge out her own eyes.
But the woman asked with a blissful expression, "She's adorable, isn't she?"
Everyone who sees this filter has to say it's awesome.
"Let's put aside all that nonsense," Yun Fuzhao said, "Isn't your child a daughter?"
The woman's face instantly turned cold. "She's just my daughter!"
Everyone fell into silence.
Even a blind person could tell he's a man.
Yun Fuzhao realized that the key to unlocking this dungeon was to remove this complicated thing.
She didn't come to the wrong film set, this isn't Thailand, is it?
"Yun Chao!"
A familiar voice came.
Yun Fuzhao was startled; that voice belonged to Hu Chengcai.
Yu Zhiyue had obviously heard it too, "Master, that voice..."
Fu Qiuling's eyelids twitched, and she said to Yun Fuzhao, "This voice is coming from this child's body!"
Upon hearing their words, the woman immediately tried to snatch her child, shouting, "You're all crazy! You all want to kill my daughter!"
She screamed wildly.
A cloud of black mist rose around her, and the remaining souls of the guests in the room fluctuated violently before being swallowed by her in the next second.
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and one scene after another enveloped them like an impenetrable net.
One of the cultivators from the Yuchi family was captured by that woman, who drained his life essence in front of everyone.
The cultivator visibly withered away, until only bones covered by skin and flesh remained.
Enraged, Yuchi Gong stomped his foot and flew towards her.
He channeled his spiritual energy, and a giant Buddha statue appeared behind him.
The woman covered her eyes with her hands, let out a painful wail, and her body rapidly swelled up, instantly becoming as large as the Buddha statue.
"You will all be buried with my son!"
The Buddha's light, which saves all sentient beings, could no longer harm her.
Shang Ji floated over to Yun Fuzhao's side, clicked his tongue and shook his head, "This woman is a vengeful ghost who has been dead for three hundred years. I can't even handle her when she goes crazy. You've really kicked a hornet's nest."
If it were just a matter of fighting her, it wouldn't be so bad, but she's a ghost, and Yun Fuzhao's weapons are completely ineffective against her...
Thinking of this, Yun Fuzhao looked at Xun Liu and said, "You come here, you use the talisman."
Xun Liu's hand trembled. "I...I...I didn't learn any exorcism techniques in the talisman arts I studied..."
“Then you can learn it now. I remember that Senior Zhen’s ‘Heaven-Stabilizing Mantra’ covers various types of talismanic arts. You can learn it first, and we’ll buy you some time.”
Xun Liu knew the situation was critical and, disregarding his own doubts, immediately took out the "Heaven-Stabilizing Mantra" and said, "Give me half an incense stick."
The Yuchi family disciples watching from the sidelines clicked their tongues and shook their heads. "She really dares to talk like that. She thinks she can learn the talisman technique to deal with evil spirits in half an incense stick's time? She wouldn't even dare to brag like that."
"Hahaha, just take it as a joke. It's just a pity for your Yuchi family, being dragged down by the nameless family."
"Am I the only one curious about what kind of talisman book she's reading? The 'Heaven-Stabilizing Curse'? What kind of magic is that? I've never heard of it before."
The disciple looked at the Gongsun family beside him. Their family had produced many famous talisman cultivators and was considered one of the most knowledgeable families in talisman arts among the major clans.
"Senior Brother Gongsun Chu, do you know about this talisman technique?"
The man whose name was called walked over unhurriedly, glanced lightly at the book in Xun Liu's hand, and commented: "Second-rate stuff."
Upon hearing this, the disciples shook their heads. "Don't you even consider what good techniques the Nameless Family could possibly use given their limited resources?"
Yun Fuzhao lowered his voice and consulted with Shang Ji beside him, "Can you do me a favor and make my sword able to hurt her?"
Shang Ji raised his chin. "Now you know to ask me for help. Who was it that said I couldn't do it before?"
Is this never going to end?
"This humble woman was blind to your greatness," Yun Fuzhao said, showing her ability to bend and stretch. "I hope you will forgive me, sir."
“I can help you,” Shang Ji said, “but there’s no such thing as a free lunch. I’ll get my revenge later.”
"Row."
He also said that he would run away as soon as she got out.
Shang Ji nodded, "I will possess your sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into wisps of green smoke and drifted into Tai'a.
Yun Fuzhao twirled her sword, but didn't notice anything particularly special. However, Yuchi Gong was clearly on the verge of collapse, so she didn't hesitate any longer. She touched the ground in mid-air and shot towards the female ghost like an arrow released from a bow.
Yuchi Gong took a step back, his face pale. During the fight with her, some of his vital energy had been absorbed by her.
In addition, there is no spiritual energy here, and he had already consumed nearly half of his spiritual energy just by revealing his Buddha form.
If things continue like this, he'll most likely end up like that disciple...
"The qi of cultivators is truly nourishing," the woman licked her lips, still savoring the taste. "If I devoured you all, who within a hundred miles could rival me?"
Her soul grew larger and larger, her long, black hair moving freely, like a water snake baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at Yuchi Gong.
He gritted his teeth; there was no other way but to fight her to the death.
His long black hair easily broke through his attack, and in an instant, strands wrapped around his body, pierced his flesh, and frantically drained his life force.
"call--"
A gust of sword wind pierced through the air and severed the dense strands of hair.
The woman screamed in pain and glared coldly at the newcomer.
Yun Fuzhao held the Tai'a sword and said with a smile, "Miss, it's impolite to absorb someone's life essence."
The female ghost stared at the Tai'a sword in her hand, her expression changing slightly. She angrily said, "You are of the same kind as me, why are you helping outsiders?!"