Chapter 512 – The Chance Has Long Been Foreordained
Chapter 512 – The Chance Has Long Been Foreordained
“I also don’t know exactly how this paper man evil spirit tracked and found me, is it a special ability, or did it stumble upon …… by chance.”
“If it’s true that it’s been staring at me all the time, then it’s a bit troublesome.”
Lu Xuan thought in his heart, originally thought that he had escaped from the ghostly spirit and was safe and sound, but did not expect that he would still come across an evil sneak possessing a cultivator’s body here, if he was not well-prepared, it was highly likely that he would have entered into a trap.
He flew through the jungle, Void Nightmare Eye as well as Treading Cloud Lynx to pay attention to observe the surrounding situation, after a long time there is no trace of the evil spirit, his heart is quite relieved.
“It’s also time to go find that Xuan Yin old ghost.”
“Intercepting my sarcophagus treasure and leaving the Holy Infant Fruit in my yard without sufficient nutrients, I must settle the score with him.”
A cold smile surfaced at the corner of Lu Xuan’s mouth.
In the Multi-Treasure Building, that stall owner was subdued by the cultivation of the Xuan Yin Old Ghost and gave up that mysterious sarcophagus to the dry and skinny old man, so Lu Xuan had no choice but to give up.
But in his heart, there was always a thorn in his side, so he let the Demon Ghost Vine memorize the dry and skinny old man’s aura to see if there was a chance to reclaim the treasure that belonged to him.
Demon Ghost Vine is extremely sensitive to all kinds of scents, especially spiritual plants, and if it is within a certain range, it can search for the location of the dry and thin old man.
The gray vine drilled out from Lu Xuan’s sleeve, its tip raised high and gently nodded at a direction.
“In that direction?”
Lu Xuan confirmed to the Demon Ghost Vine.
All of the Demonic Ghost Vine’s split gray vines nodded in unison.
“Good, it looks like we’ll be able to recapture that sarcophagus… If I remember correctly, that old Xuan Yin ghost even said that he has a clan-exclusive fifth-grade Spirit Seed in his hands… I’ll be polite then.”
Lu Xuan thought in his heart, his cultivation was a step weaker than the old man, but with his heart, plus the many fifth-grade treasures in his hands, and nearly sixty fourth-grade sword talismans, he felt that he had a ninety-eight percent chance of winning.
He followed the direction guided by the Demon Ghost Vine, and a moment later, the pupil of his eye in his hand, through the vision shared by the Void Nightmare Eye in the high altitude, saw the dry and thin old man who was rushing at a fast pace.
Lu Xuan looked at the direction he was rushing in, roughly estimated his speed, and converged with the dry and thin old man in an area ahead.
“Eh?”
The old man sensed that there were cultivators ahead of him and stopped extremely alertly, his spiritual sense swept through, a smirk surfacing at the corner of his mouth as he sped up a few points, like a vulture, landing in front of Lu Xuan.
“Who did I say it was? It turns out to be an old acquaintance.”
“I can’t imagine that your Excellency’s cultivation of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment would be able to escape from that haunted land.”
“However, your good fortune ends here.”
“Earlier, I obtained that sarcophagus treasure from you in the Multi-Treasure Building, and got a not-so-small chance.”
“I didn’t expect that, having just escaped from the evil spirits, I would run into you again and once again send me a chance!”
The dry and skinny old man laughed coldly, the muscles in his back wriggled, a green and black baby crawled out of his body dripping with blood, his gray eye pupils staring at Lu Xuan in death, constantly sucking on his hands, and the essence blood on his body.
“Is that so? Maybe it’s not certain that you, Taoist friend, are my chance!”
Lu Xuan let out a light laugh, his expression not seeing any panic.
“If you were in the same cultivation level as me, you would still have the qualifications to say this, a mere mid-stage Foundation Establishment, how dare you speak out of turn, obediently let my spiteful child eat it!”
When the Xuan Yin Old Ghost heard Lu Xuan’s words, he was first stunned, thinking that there was another mystery, his spiritual sense carefully probed Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan had the Qing May Feather Clothes to cover his breath and converge his spiritual energy, even how cautious the dry and thin old man was, he could not detect his true cultivation level.
In his heart, he only felt amused, and with a thought, the green and black spiteful child’s stomach behind him continued to expand, and an incomparably hideous spiteful soul flew out from it, attacking Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan opened his mouth, and the Mirage Sound Treasure Pearl integrated between his throat activated. “Aang!”
A majestic dragon’s roar rang out, waves of sound rolling out as the sound waves diffused into numerous sharp weapons, enveloping all the resentful souls.
Under the impact of the strong sound wave, all the resentful souls almost flew away, their figures almost directly dissipated, even the dry and thin old man at the back, his body’s blood qi surged, the sound wave’s aftermath was not reduced, causing his mind to have a momentary trance.
He came back to his senses and felt bad, and was about to make a response when a silver-white millimeter light appeared in his eyes.
An awl thorn was spinning rapidly, and before he could react, it pierced directly into his mind.
“Ah!!!”
In an instant, he felt that his divine soul was directly broken open by some sharp existence and split in two, and under the intense pain, his head was almost about to rise open.
The dry and skinny old man was experienced, and the little bit of spirit left knew that he was in an extremely unfavorable situation, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, allowing his mind to recover less than clear.
Before he could react, countless more sword qi came whistling.
Lu Xuan did not economize on the fact that he was at the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm, and made seven or eight Fourth Grade Sword Talismans at once to sneak attack the dry and thin old man whose soul had been heavily damaged.
There were infinite sword qi in the monstrous waves, infinite sword qi in the blazing sun, infinite sword qi in the shooting stars, and infinite sword qi around the dry and skinny old man, who had become a world of sword qi.
He knew that he had reached a critical moment of survival, no longer have the slightest reservation, will that head of the essence of the blood to raise the bulging resentment of the child called into the body.
Instantly, his body’s flesh and blood swelled extremely fast, forming a meaty mountain-like hill.
Countless flesh and blood arms grew out of the mountain of flesh, and thousands of grudging child infants were squeezed together, their features were hideous and densely packed, emitting bursts of sharp whistling sounds, extremely terrifying.
The endless sword qi landed on the meat mountain, and despite chipping off the roiling flesh and blood, it was dispelled by the heavy and overlapping flesh and blood.
The first time Lu Xuan saw the meat mountain, he knew that Old Ghost Xuan Yin had already used his underhanded means.
A golden jade book noiselessly floated in front of him.
The jade book quietly opened, a crisp chirping sound rang out, a few feet long red-footed Golden Crow silhouette flew out from the jade book.
The golden crow was covered in white and gold flames, the flames exuded the most masculine and rigid atmosphere, and with boundless might, it landed on the mountain of flesh.
“No!”
Among the countless faces of the resentful souls on the meat mountain, the blurry features of the dry and thin old man could be vaguely seen.
He let out a desperate roar as he felt the heaven-destroying might of the flames on the Golden Crow.
Before the voice could fall, it was incinerated into black ash by the platinum flames, falling to the ground and spreading into a thick layer.
Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense swept through, confirming that the dry and thin old man was dead beyond death, and a smile appeared on his face.
“Who is who’s chance has long been fated.”
“From the moment you snatched my sarcophagus treasure, there was no other ending for you.”
“A thousand times I shouldn’t have, I shouldn’t have let my spirit plant suffer the slightest bit of aggravation.”
He floated to the front of the thick black ash, and the much dimmed Golden Crow Void flew back into the Pure Yang True Flame Talisman.
“It’s a good thing that I paid attention and didn’t let the Golden Crow burn that evil cultivator’s storage bag along with it, otherwise it would have been a wasted effort.”
Lu Xuan’s mind moved and a gray and black cloth bag floated to his body.
(End of Chapter)