Chapter 1211: Chapter 627: Night Stroll? (Pink Ticket Request)_2
Can he really keep his eyes open and not move through such a long night until dawn?
Well, for him, it doesn’t seem to be a difficult task, considering he has trained his posture in the God Demon Prison.
She doesn’t have such stability, tossing and turning in bed for quite a while. The wooden bed in this room isn’t very sturdy; even a turn would produce a creaky noise, sounding exceptionally loud in the silent night. She dared not move again after turning to her side just once.
The less she dared to move, the more she wanted to move, feeling itchy all over...
She couldn’t help but wonder, what is that soulless person doing, is he thinking about her too? She thought endlessly, momentarily forgetting that she was the one who initially requested two rooms.
Countless chaotic thoughts swirled in her mind until half the night had passed, and she finally drifted into a blurry sleep.
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A pair of warm hands pulled her into a familiar embrace.
In someone else’s bed, Ning Xiaoxian slept lightly. When Changtian touched her, she woke up.
She lengthened her face: "Why are you here?"
She still hadn’t dissipated her anger. When she couldn’t see him, she was irritated; when she saw him, she was equally irritated.
He tapped her on the tip of the nose: "A guest has arrived."
Guest? Ning Xiaoxian calmed her mind to sense it. After a few breaths, she suddenly felt a strange sensation: it seemed as though—something unclean was approaching. It felt different from humans or demons, more like a ghost. This is a natural sensitivity cultivators have towards external unclean entities, which typically isn’t wrong.
She had seen a lot of these things on the Westward Journey, especially in burial grounds and the dead city, they weren’t uncommon. Not to mention, even the Earth Yin Messenger or Earth Yin Child often used by cultivators are also refined from souls, albeit using Life Souls, so they don’t feel cold and evil.
"Could it be the Night Patrol Deity?" Is it such a coincidence, Old Man Zeng just mentioned the Night Patrol Deity at dinner, and now these guys are visiting in the middle of the night? Ghosts also need time to travel; from the Wu Family Village to here, it’s nearly a thousand miles away. Even if she used the Jade Ship to fly, it would still take a while.
"They’re coming this way." Changtian said flatly and was about to walk away. What business were ghosts approaching him on?
"Hey! At least we ate someone else’s meal at night." She glared at him in annoyance, "Are you just going to walk away without a care?" It’s really strange, the ghost seems to know the way, coming directly to Old Man Zeng’s house. If there isn’t anything strange about this, she wouldn’t believe it even if beaten to death.
He’s truly a creature devoid of curiosity!
Changtian glanced at her coquettish face, sighed softly, opened his right palm, and a faint golden light gathered there. Soon, it formed a small snake less than a foot long, coiling and flicking its tongue, covered in shining golden scales with a horn on its head. Its appearance was exactly like the True Body of the Ba Snake, only shrunk countless times, making it somewhat cute. Ning Xiaoxian calmed herself to take a closer look and realized it was an illusion formed by Divine Power. It’s just that Changtian’s cultivation was so deep that even the sharp hooks at the edges of each scale were clearly outlined. In its mouth, it passionately flicked its tongue, its snake eyes glowing golden, exuding an indescribable ruthlessness.
This little snake somehow carried the sensation of real blood and flesh.
She had seen illusions formed by the Water God Chi Ya, yet they couldn’t compare to this little snake from Changtian.
She usually disliked cold and slippery things, but perhaps it was psychological. She couldn’t help reaching out when she saw this little snake. Changtian smiled slightly, and the golden snake slithered into her hand, wrapping around her thumb, appearing very attached.
A faint warmth came from her palm, reminding her that this snake was formed using Divine Power.
The ghostly thing was getting closer and closer to the small mountain village. Changtian slightly curled his lips, and the little snake "whooshed" out of her palm, transforming into a streak of golden light, and flew out of the window.
Before they stayed for the night, they had seen an old banyan tree in the center of this small village, over three hundred years old. Its branches and leaves were supposed to be lush, but now it was covered in snow. The golden snake flew to the top of the tree and coiled up again. Although it wasn’t a living creature, waves of invisible pressure radiated from its body, vast and expansive, spreading like water waves in all directions.
This was the Divine Power belonging to the Shaking Heaven God Monarch. Although the mortals sleeping in the mountain village couldn’t sense it, within a half-mile radius, the atmosphere condensed with tension, livestock, and wild animals hurriedly fled with their families. The ghostly creature was originally less than two miles from the mountain village when it suddenly felt a terrifying disturbance ahead. Although it might not have spiritual intelligence, it innately felt fear, as if encountering a nemesis, screeched sharply, and fled in a panic.
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