Chapter 1495: Chapter 1407: Bait?
Luo Dan saw that the other party had seen through her cultivation with a single glance, and immediately said in trepidation, "Yes, I bear no ill will. I hope Senior will..."
"Hehe, corpse cultivators are just dead people. You call me Senior?" The green-robed woman directly cut Luo Dan off, a trace of sinister malice flashing in her eyes. "These half-demons were lured here by you, weren’t they? Since that’s the case, it seems you’re in league with them and not any good thing either. You should die just like them!"
As she spoke, the green-robed woman waved her hand, and a parasol flew out from her hand.
The parasol opened in midair and, as if endowed with life, began to spin on its own, emitting clicking sounds.
Looking closely, the parasol had actually sprouted countless sharp blades.
Luo Dan was greatly shocked, knowing that if she didn’t hurry and run, she would likely die at the other’s hands.
For the moment she couldn’t figure out whether these two had anything to do with Ye Guichen, or whether Ye Guichen and the others had already been killed by this man and woman after they arrived.
She turned and was about to flee.
But that parasol was like it had grown eyes, clinging to Luo Dan’s back in relentless pursuit, as if it would not stop until it sliced her in two.
Ye Guichen, hiding in the dark, took all of this in.
Though he found it strange, Luo Dan had ultimately provoked those two experts because of him. If he didn’t step in, it would be far too unrighteous.
With this in mind, Ye Guichen nodded at Feng Wuxiu, intending to have Feng Wuxiu go out first to test the waters.
Ye Guichen had originally wanted Feng Wuxiu to deal with Lady Python, using the opportunity to temper himself.
But Lady Python was already dead now, and there was no chance to cross hands.
Instead, that green-robed woman looked extremely strange, bringing out something eye-catching every time she acted.
After receiving Ye Guichen’s order, Feng Wuxiu didn’t hesitate and immediately darted out from the shadows.
"Move!"
He leapt directly in front of Luo Dan and reached out bare-handed to grab the parasol.
The green-robed woman’s brows rose when she saw someone suddenly dart out, but she only let out a cold laugh. "So there were still others hiding, huh? Heh, then you can all die."
In the green-robed woman’s eyes, a person’s life or death seemed no more than stepping on an ant.
However, what she didn’t expect was that when the rapidly spinning parasol met Feng Wuxiu’s hands, it did not slice his hands apart as she had imagined, but only injured them.
Even so, a large portion of Feng Wuxiu’s hands were cut open.
Blood flowed freely, ghastly to behold.
Yet Feng Wuxiu seemed not to feel pain, clenching his teeth as guttural roars spilled from his mouth. He exerted all his strength to pin down the parasol, not letting it break free of his hands.
"Hm? This one is a bit strange!" The green-robed woman gave Feng Wuxiu a curious look. "He has a trace of a zombie’s aura on him. If he were refined into a puppet, he might be forged into a Copper Armor Corpse."
"Senior Sister, are you serious?" The man’s eyes immediately lit up at her words. "In our Qianji Sect only the Elders can refine Copper Armor Corpses. If you manage to refine one, wouldn’t the Sect Leader and Elders all look at you in a new light?"
Speaking, the man was already pouncing toward Feng Wuxiu. "Senior Sister, I’ll help you capture him."
The green-robed woman did not stop him, instead staring at Feng Wuxiu with greedy eyes.
She was confident that with this Thousand Mechanisms Parasol, and cooperating with her junior brother, dealing with a fellow who was about to become a puppet would be as easy as turning her hand.
However, Feng Wuxiu’s toughness exceeded expectations.
Half of Feng Wuxiu’s hands were nearly severed by the parasol, yet the Thousand Mechanisms Parasol still hadn’t been brought fully under control.
In the blink of an eye, the man was already upon Feng Wuxiu.
He reached out with one hand, and a pair of gloves appeared on that hand.
The gloves had a strong metallic sheen.
He clawed straight toward Feng Wuxiu’s shoulder.
With that grab, he actually squeezed a large depression into Feng Wuxiu’s shoulder, producing cracking sounds.
By past experience, this grab should have crushed the shoulder blade to pieces.
But to the man’s surprise, although he felt he had shattered Feng Wuxiu’s shoulder blade, in the next instant it actually recovered.
Feng Wuxiu’s face had gone pale with pain.
Seeing that the parasol seemed to possess spirituality and was extremely difficult to control, he still showed no sign of letting go. With a roar, he suddenly exerted force at his waist, gripping the parasol with both hands and violently flinging it toward the man.
The man felt the rush of wind and his expression changed slightly.
He was all too clear about the power of this Thousand Mechanisms Parasol.
His senior sister had spent a full three years to refine it.
If it sliced him, he would be as good as dead.
"Damn it!"
Cursing, the man hurriedly retreated.
Feng Wuxiu took the opportunity to draw a few quick breaths.
Then he put all his strength into hurling the parasol away.
Although the parasol seemed to possess its own spirit and could act autonomously, after being thrown with such force by Feng Wuxiu, its trajectory still deviated slightly.
Feng Wuxiu didn’t stop. Taking advantage of the opening after shaking off the umbrella, he suddenly lunged at the man.
That lunge was extremely fast, so fast that the man didn’t even have time to react.
"Fuck!" the man cursed, feeling that Feng Wuxiu actually dared to take the initiative to attack; to him this was an unbearable humiliation.
"Courting death!" The man’s hands turned into eagle claws again, grabbing toward Feng Wuxiu.
Feng Wuxiu didn’t even dodge, letting the other party’s hands plunge straight into his chest.
His chest was torn open, blood spilling out.
Yet the corner of Feng Wuxiu’s mouth hooked into a smile of a scheme successfully executed.
He suddenly seized the man’s wrist and pressed down hard.
Accompanied by the sound of bones snapping, Feng Wuxiu actually forced the man’s wrist to break.
And that wasn’t all. Feng Wuxiu’s speed was like lightning. At the very instant the man screamed, he had already circled behind him, one hand clamped around the man’s throat, eyes glaring at the green‑clothed woman in midair.
The green‑clothed woman hadn’t expected Feng Wuxiu’s combat ability to be this strong.
Not only that, Feng Wuxiu seemed almost unkillable.
He actually risked heavily injuring himself just to take the man hostage.
"This guy, if he were refined into a corpse puppet, he’d definitely be of extremely high grade!" the green‑clothed woman thought to herself. Seeing her junior brother captured, her eyes rolled twice, and she said slyly, "You do have some tricks. Since you can capture my junior brother, I’ll spare you today. As long as you let him go, I’ll let you walk away!"
"You can’t let him go!" Luo Dan saw that the usually taciturn Feng Wuxiu was actually this capable in a fight, and this ruthless; he already understood that Ye Guichen and this man and woman before him were not on the same side.
Originally he had thought Feng Wuxiu was just Ye Guichen’s follower, dull‑witted and silent, and as for fighting, definitely not as terrifying as Ye Guichen.
Who would have thought this guy was simply not human.
It felt like his heart had been ripped out and then shoved back in.
And after just a few minutes, the injuries were already nowhere to be seen.
How could there be such a terrifying existence at Ye Guichen’s side?
Luo Dan felt an inexplicable trace of awe toward Ye Guichen.
He was even more looking forward to the cooperation he’d reached with Ye Guichen.
Hearing Luo Dan’s words, Feng Wuxiu paid them no mind at all. He quickly retreated instead, glancing toward the place where Ye Guichen was hiding.
Feng Wuxiu now regarded Ye Guichen as his faith; aside from Ye Guichen’s words, he simply wouldn’t listen to anyone else.
When Ye Guichen saw that Feng Wuxiu had actually won in such a manner, he felt slightly gratified and knew there was no need to stay hidden. He stepped out from the dark.
He cupped his hands toward the green‑clothed woman. "We had no intention of offending you. We just happened to discover you here by accident. I hope you won’t hold it against us."
"Senior Sister, save me, hurry and save me!" The man shouted noisily, his heart filled with extreme rage and shame.
He had actually been captured by someone who was about to become a puppet. It was a downright disgrace.
The green‑clothed woman’s brows furrowed as well.
She realized Ye Guichen had been hiding in the dark, and she’d never noticed.
She looked him up and down twice; apart from Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation, she couldn’t see any other problem.
Yet she didn’t know why, but based on her instincts, the green‑clothed woman was certain Ye Guichen would be anything but easy to deal with.
"Who exactly are you people? Did you deliberately lure the Demon Clan over here and plan to kill us?" The green‑clothed woman’s face turned gloomy. "Hmph, could it be you’re people of the Third Elder?"
"What?" The man’s expression changed drastically when he heard this. "People of the Third Elder? Senior Sister? Hurry and think of a way to save me!"
The green‑clothed woman ignored the man’s yelling and instead stared coldly at Ye Guichen. "Friend, I don’t know what benefits the Third Elder promised you, and we don’t wish to be your enemies today. That Snake Demon has already been slain. I believe it won’t be long before other monsters discover this place. Once the Demon Clan comes out in full force, it will be bad for both you and us. As things stand, why don’t we sit down and talk this over first? What do you say?"
Ye Guichen was slightly taken aback when he heard this.
The Third Elder?
He had no idea who this Third Elder was.
But seeing that the other side seemed to have mistaken him for one of the Third Elder’s people, Ye Guichen was happy to keep playing along. He smiled faintly and said, "Heh, the Third Elder has already planned everything out. Before we came, we had already made contact with the Demon Clan."
"What!" The green‑clothed woman’s face instantly darkened, and she ground her teeth. "Well, well, so the Third Elder has actually colluded with the Demon Clan! If the Sect Leader learns of this, he’ll die with no burial place!"
Ye Guichen shrugged. "If all of you die here today, who would ever know?"
"Ha, what, you think you alone can kill us?" The green‑clothed woman was utterly fearless. "You’d better let my junior brother go, or all of you are dying here today!"
Ye Guichen showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he smiled pleasantly and said, "Are you still counting on those two in the Black Wind Cave? Heh, after all this time and they still haven’t come out. Judging from that, they must be seriously injured."
"You, how do you..." This time, the green‑clothed woman stared at Ye Guichen in shock.
She truly couldn’t figure out how Ye Guichen knew she had two more companions.
Could it be that she and her group had already been shadowed by them when they entered the Northern Wasteland?
At that thought, a wave of lingering fear rose in the green‑clothed woman’s heart.
If that were true, the Third Elder’s people probably already regarded her as bait.
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