Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 234 Testing
Although the two can be considered veteran Nascent Soul cultivators, this slight advantage only makes them slightly better than ordinary cultivators who have just formed a Nascent Soul stage.

In the subsequent battle, the probability of the two of them surviving was indeed much lower than that of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Sister Yu'er, just like my husband once said, we are all family. There's no need to be so formal." Chen Qiaoqian took Song Yu's hand and said comfortingly.

"But, I have already received countless treasures from my husband. If I ask for more, I will feel guilty." Song Yu held Chen Qiaoqian's jade hand and said with distress.

Whether it was the pills he took for his daily practice, or the treasures and secret techniques in his storage bag, when Song Yu recalled it all, he felt like he was living in a dream.

"Since Yu'er calls me husband, don't you understand? Didn't Yu'er also give me this pair of eyes? Besides, in my eyes, my women are priceless!" Nie Zhaonan looked at Song Yu, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

"Priceless!" The two words not only echoed in Song Yu's heart, but also shocked Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian.

Aren't these two words exactly what their husbands did in the past?

"The more this is the case, the more Yu'er dares not trouble her husband." Song Yu's clear eyes suddenly became watery, and she spoke with a moving tone.

Nie Zhaonan did not reply immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and leaned close to her earlobe. His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

But Song Yu's ears suddenly turned red, and the red spread all the way to her cheeks. She looked even more charming than a crabapple blossom after the rain.

"You guys go back to the Huangfeng Valley camp first. I'll be back soon." Nie Zhaonan's eyes swept across the faces of the three women one by one, then looked at the Huangfeng Valley flag standing on the side dozens of meters away, and said lightly.

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan walked directly towards the center of the camp.

"What did your husband say to you?" Chen Qiaoqian's eyes twinkled as she looked at the shy Song Yu with curiosity and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, nothing." Song Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the ground silently, and answered hesitantly.

At this time, Nie Ying took Song Yu's other hand, and together with Chen Qiaoqian, sandwiched Song Yu in the middle, and said with a smile:
"What else could it be? It's nothing more than 'dual cultivation'."

Nie Ying did not say the last two words out loud, she just made mouth shapes, but Song Yu and Chen Qiaoqian both knew exactly what she said, not because of anything else, but because they were too familiar with it.

"My husband is getting better and better at teaching people. Just a few words can change sister Yu'er's attitude." Nie Ying sighed softly as she looked at the beautiful Song Yu.

"He really understands women better than we do." Chen Qiaoqian also echoed.

After a short while of talking, perhaps Song Yu's mood calmed down on its own, or he used his skills to suppress it, but his complexion returned to normal.

"My two sisters, this is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the Huangfeng Valley base and talk about other things." Song Yu glanced at the cultivators coming and going, pursed her red lips, and suggested.

"Let's go," Nie Ying agreed, and the three women immediately changed direction and headed towards the Huangfeng Valley base.

But then she whispered, "But later, sister, you have to tell us what your husband said secretly."

What kind of words could make Song Yu, a veteran, so shy? This really made Nie Ying very curious.

Chen Qiaoqian standing by also nodded in agreement. Her thoughts were exactly the same as Nie Ying's.

Seeing the two girls' eagerness for knowledge, Song Yu's eyes showed a strange look, and he couldn't help but think secretly:

“If they knew.”

At the same time, Master Zhiyang, Wei Wuya and others were discussing the war in a hall.

In addition to the three great monks and Long Han, there was also a bald old man with eagle eyes and white beard here.

The old man had his eyes half-closed, as if he was half-open, and there was a jade ring on the middle finger of one of his hands.

The ring is completely black, three points darker than ink, and looks very strange. There are faint runes emerging on it, as if it is a rare treasure.

"When will that person come?" The old man with eagle eyes seemed to be a little impatient. A voice like metal and stone came out of his mouth, sounding very uncomfortable.

This person is none other than the long-established independent cultivator in Tiannan. He is also the old monster Tianhen who once injured Master Zhiyang. He is very famous in Tiannan.

He came here to discuss with the three great monks about launching a surprise attack on the rear of the Mulan people and looting all the resources in the warehouse in Tiantian City.

The deal had already been concluded and they were ready to leave, but suddenly a sound transmission note appeared in the hand of Master Zhiyang, asking him to wait here for a while, saying that he would introduce him to a helper. Just like that, half an incense stick had passed but there was still no sign of the person who had come.

"Are you all waiting for Mr. Nie?" A dull voice came from outside the hall.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of several people in the hall changed drastically. Without hesitation, they turned their heads and cast shocked glances towards the door of the hall.

At this time, a young monk in a dark black robe walked in slowly. After a few steps, he sat down opposite the old monster Tianhen.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan turned his gaze to the people in the hall one by one and looked them over.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Nie really has great magical powers. I didn't even find any trace of you in advance!" Master Zhiyang said with a smile.

Although it was the first time he met Nie Zhaonan, his conversation sounded like that of old friends, and he seemed to be sincerely praising Nie Zhaonan's amazing supernatural powers.

The other people in the hall, except for a trace of seriousness on their faces, no one said anything for a while, and their expressions varied.

Nie Zhaonan took all of this in and smiled indifferently, "It's just a trick. For cultivators like us, it's just dispensable."

"You are too modest. Just relying on this skill that can help you avoid the concealment of the Yuanying cultivators, you can be the best of your peers. Right now, there is an important matter that urgently needs your help!" Wei Wuya immediately replied, and as he spoke, he cast his gaze towards the old monster Tianhen.

While Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang were talking, a green talisman in the dantian of the old demon Hehuan spontaneously ignited out of thin air, but there was nothing unusual about his body, and no movement was heard. Even Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang, who were sitting nearby, did not notice the old demon Hehuan's little movement.

Almost at the same time, along with the burning of the green talisman in his body, the faint voice of the old demon Hehuan emerged in the mind of the old monster Tianhen: "Brother Tianhen, do it." "Brother Hehuan, don't go back on your word!" The old monster Tianhen sat still like a bell, with no intention of moving.

"We have been friends for hundreds of years. Besides, I have never said anything wrong about Zhiyang before." The old demon Hehuan did not urge him, but just replied.

The old monster Tianhen did not respond, and the conversation between the two ended. The two talismans were burned to ashes, leaving no trace of ash.

The two of them were using an ancient secret symbol that had long been lost. This secret symbol had no attack power, but was only used to conceal the sound transmission between cultivators. As long as the Dantian was not invaded by the spiritual thoughts of other cultivators, the sound transmission between the two would never be heard by a third person.

Otherwise, even if they were proud of their amazing magical powers, they would not be so arrogant as to communicate with each other via telepathy in front of so many extraordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

After carefully examining Nie Zhaonan for a few more times without making any expression, he still could not see any clues. Tianhen Old Monster murmured in his heart: "If this kid is really that simple, Hehuan Old Demon would not have let me test him. According to the old demon's temperament, this kid has been dead for who knows how long. The old demon has done many dirty things."

"It's worth it to exchange for another Jade Demon Ring with one move without risking death."

His dry fingers unconsciously rubbed the ring on his middle finger. After thinking it over, Tianhen Old Monster looked at Nie Zhaonan with a scrutinizing gaze. That unpleasant voice rang out in the hall again:
"This operation is of great importance. It cannot be successful by just relying on the technique of concealing one's breath. One's own strength is the most important thing." The old monster Tianhen retorted bluntly.

This trip was related to the founding of his sect in Xu State.

For him, who has a short lifespan and no chance of advancement, becoming the founder of a sect is a small way to make up for the regrets in his life. Naturally, he would not allow an early cultivator with unknown strength and fame to participate.

"I need to try out Brother Daoist Nie's magical powers." Old Monster Tianhen said seriously again, changing the subject.

Old Monster Tianhen is a shrewd man who has lived for who knows how many years. By saying this, he naturally offended a cultivator that even the old demon Hehuan had to be wary of.

The words were still echoing in the hall when the old monster Tianhen stretched out his hand without hesitation and reached forward. His dry palm was like skin and bones, and seemed to have no strength at all.

But the next moment, the ring on the middle finger flashed with black light, and a misty black gas drifted out from the ring, wrapping up the claw in an instant. The claw tip stretched out several inches out of thin air, looking extremely ferocious.

The old monster Tianhen bent his palm like an eagle's claw, and an invisible wave spread out.

At this moment, a pitch-black claw several meters in size grabbed down from above Nie Zhaonan's head.

This claw is pitch black and has only three fingers, but it is very imposing. When it falls, it is accompanied by a powerful pressure that makes people feel unable to avoid it.

Long Han's eyelids jumped when he saw this. Even though his strength was only slightly inferior to that of Old Monster Tianhen, he felt: "Don't take it head-on!"

When the giant claw fell, Nie Zhaonan just raised his head lightly and took a look, without any other movement.

The next moment, a giant claw approached, and just when everyone thought that Nie Zhaonan could not avoid it and would have to use some defensive treasure.

Nie Zhaonan moved his hand that was resting on the armrest, and his fingers quickly pinched the magic formula, forming a series of afterimages. However, because it was too fast, even the old demon Hehuan and others who were concentrating on observing it could not see it clearly. In their eyes, it was as if real fingers were changing the magic formula.

From beginning to end, Nie Zhaonan just sat calmly on the chair without moving at all.

A thunderbolt, like a clap of thunder, rang in everyone's ears. In a flash of white light, Nie Zhaonan and the chair under him disappeared.

There was a loud rumbling sound immediately afterwards, and the giant claw landed on Nie Zhaonan's original place. After a confrontation with the prohibition of this place, a charred hole was left on the bluestone ground.

"Fellow Daoist Tianhen, are you going to take action again?" Nie Zhaonan looked at the old monster Tianhen calmly without any anger.

The plain and calm voice sounded icy cold to the old monster Tianhen, penetrating deep into his bones.

At this moment, the old monster Tianhen's heart was shrouded in a dark cloud, and a sense of crisis as if he would die at the next moment appeared extremely clearly in his mind.

"I will die!" This was the first thought in Tianhen Old Monster's mind.

But it was only in the blink of an eye. After Nie Zhaonan's gaze moved away, the fatal sense of crisis receded like the tide, and the thought disappeared without a trace.

Old Monster Tianhen knew that there were three great monks present. If there was no one else here, he would probably have become a motionless corpse.

He had no intention of telling anyone else what he had just experienced, not even the old demon Hehuan.

"My fellow Taoist, your magical powers are amazing. I am ashamed of myself as you are not as good as me!" The old monster Tianhen turned his head and looked at Nie Zhaonan, who was only one body length away from him. He showed an ugly smile and said with a smile.

"Thunder Escape Technique! I didn't expect that Brother Nie actually mastered the Thunder Escape technique of teleportation. Relying only on this most bizarre Thunder Escape, he can easily protect himself even if he faces Master Mulan alone!" Wei Wuya stood up and broke the deadlock. He said in a shocked tone, his words were full of praise for Nie Zhaonan, and his tone became unusually polite.

"Since ancient times, there have been very few people who have mastered the Five Elements Escape Technique. There are also many Nascent Soul cultivators who possess thunder spiritual roots, but you are the only cultivator who can master thunder escape!" Master Zhiyang also nodded and said.

"I was able to learn the art of Thunder Escape thanks to the secret art of Thunder Escape given to me by Senior Brother Linghu. Otherwise, even if I wanted to learn it, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. After learning it, it would only increase the chances of saving my life, which is of no great use." Nie Zhaonan did not show any joy at the flattery of the two. He just shook his head lightly.

If I let others continue talking like this, I would have to deal with a Mulan Divine Master.

Although this was not difficult for Nie Zhaonan, he was not willing to be pushed up like this without any benefit.

Needless to say, everyone present understood what Nie Zhaonan meant.

"Brother Nie, please feel free to tell us what you want. With the three of us here, I'm sure we can satisfy your request." Wei Wuya didn't say too much. He was really unsure about Nie Zhaonan, whose cultivation was only in the early Nascent Soul stage.

"A elixir that can break through the bottleneck, or an extremely rare elixir, or a treasure that can impress me, any of them will do." Nie Zhaonan stated his needs simply.

He has already reached the late stage of cultivation and does not need a panacea to break through the bottleneck, but he has a large family and many Taoist companions, so it is only natural for him to give a little more consideration.

Everyone present knew that the price Nie Zhaonan offered was not excessive.

(End of this chapter)