This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 133 The Demon Queen
The night was hazy and the clouds were thick.

The sky was obscured by stars, and the moonlight could hardly penetrate this curtain, making the sky above the entire capital appear dim and gloomy.

In a quiet corner of the night, the river flows quietly, winding without light, without any ripples, like a quiet black belt. Whenever a breeze blows, it makes a slight gurgling sound, swaying with the branches of the willow trees on both sides of the river bank.

A wooden bridge spans the river, connecting the two banks. It is gloomy and dark. The bridge is antique, and its age is unknown. The exquisite patterns carved on the railings have long faded.

Occasionally a night bird flies by, silently, and there is a hint of the quietness of old age.

The world of the living is really old.

In the night, a figure in red flashed over, walked to the middle of the wooden bridge, and suddenly stopped.

Madam Blooddrinker opened her red eyes and looked, only to see a girl in white blocking her way. Her heart skipped a beat and she hid her hands in her sleeves, remaining silent.

The girl has bright eyes, white teeth, an innocent smile, and a pretty appearance. She is just beginning to grow up to be slender and graceful, like a ray of moonlight, pure and flawless.

But in the eyes of Madam Blood-Drinking, the girl was extremely terrifying, with an obscure aura of heaven and earth surrounding her. She was clearly an unfathomable powerful person in the innate stage.

She silently took a step back, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart. She turned sideways and saw a figure appear behind her.

The young man was dressed in black and had a bright smile. If you ignore the long knife in his hand, he was just a sunny and cheerful boy.

Which good boy would stay up late at night and block the witch on the bridge?

The girl came and went without a trace, and the young man was even more silent, like a ghost. If you didn't confirm it with your own eyes, he would be like a piece of air. There was a wolf in front and a tiger behind, leaving Lady Blooddrinker at a loss as to what to do.

The water in the capital has become even more turbid.

Madam Yinxue was as if she was facing a formidable enemy. Her energy-building skills could not withstand the overwhelming pressure. She took the initiative to ask, "Who are you two? Are you the running dogs of the Six Gates?"

"Yes and no. I came to see you tonight and have a few questions to ask you. I hope you can give me some advice." Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Tiger Roaring Knife hummed, as if there was a tiger sealed in it.

The copy of the Wushengjie was transferred from Shiyun County to the capital. It was really that the foundation building was not as good as that of a dog, and the innate was everywhere. For example, the Blood-Drinking Lady in front of him was a genuine local innate period.

When he first entered the Inanimate Realm, Xiang Yuan had low means and only had the Tiger Roaring Blade and the Lone Star Chasing the Moon that he could use. The main force was Xiao Lingyue, and he played a supporting role on the side, picking up kills as well.

At that time, he was a young and fearless man who dared to kill Xiantian with a knife. About half a year later, his cultivation had greatly improved and he had learned quite a few tricks. He was no longer afraid of Xiantian directly.

Without the protective qi, everyone will lose blood if hit by a knife. What is there to be afraid of?

No matter how reckless they were, they still had to be cautious. Xiang Yuan arranged for Senior Zhuang to take the water route, and he was now lying in ambush under the bridge, standing still and steady like a turtle, waiting for the signal of smashing the cup, and then he would rush out to escort them.

"This is not a place to talk. If we fight, it will definitely attract the court's lackeys. Why don't we go to another place? I will host a banquet for you two." Lady Blood-Drinking spoke slowly and took out two red lancets soaked in blood from her sleeves.

She opened her thin lips slightly, and wisps of blood spread out, and her red eyes bloomed with scarlet light in the night.

"No, no, no, Madam is a senior, and it is not impolite for the two of us to entertain her."

Xiang Yuan smiled brightly and gave a look to Flying Bat, signaling her to quickly take down the Blood-Drinking Lady.

Zener didn't waste any words. She had comprehended the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, but there were many things she didn't understand. She needed to borrow the local innate talent as a stepping stone. Madam Blood-Drinking barely met the standards and was a teacher who had reached the passing line.

It’s you.

A ray of moonlight descended from the sky, and Zener waved his hand, holding a magnificent sword in his palm.

He took a step forward and moved, leaving behind a splash of water and moonlight. By the time Madam Blooddrinker reacted, the sword blade had struck her face, stinging her eyes and almost causing her to shed tears of blood.

She leaned back to avoid it, her slender waist bent and tensed, and watched the sword pass by in front of her in a dangerous manner.

I was extremely shocked and didn't understand where the little girl came from with such a terrible method.

Not only is his realm innate, his body movements are also extremely advanced. He also has this incomprehensible Moonlight Blade. Even if he has been practicing since his mother's womb, he is still incredibly strong.

The moonlight flows, sometimes soft, sometimes incredibly cold.

Zener strolled leisurely in the garden, the long sword in his hand dancing gracefully. He always anticipated the enemy's moves and forced Madam Blood-Drinking to fight back in panic. Her embarrassed appearance did not match her innate charm.

Finally, after Zener's more than ten careless moves, Madam Blood-Drinking had finally built up her ultimate move, and through her understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, she borrowed the power of heaven and earth.

The blood-filled energy spread, starting with a few breezes, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a howling gale, sweeping up endless blood clouds, making the surrounding air as thick as blood.

Madam Blood-Drinking's momentum was rising steadily, and her two swords were dancing in blood mist clouds, like two ferocious dragon heads. When she waved them from a distance, they were like blood-colored scissors, cutting the sky and the earth, as if she wanted to chop off Zener in half in white.

Chaner held the sword and stood still, as if oppressed by the power of heaven and earth. There was a white light in her eyes, and she took in all the changes in the power of heaven and earth. She smiled and nodded slightly.

But the white light moved, and Zener turned into several phantoms. Under each phantom, water and moonlight splashed. Time seemed to stop, the blood dragon stopped, the bloody scissors became stiff, and only the Blood-Drinking Lady's expression changed slowly.

From the initial determination to win, the girl was nothing special, slowly changing to what kind of scene is this, why have I never seen this before.

Zener came lightly in front of the Blood-Drinking Lady, smiled slightly and acted cute, then stabbed out with the Moonlight Blade, piercing through the Blood-Drinking Lady's arms and legs.

The bubble burst, and the gathered power of heaven and earth dissipated.

The Blood-Drinking Lady dropped the two swords in her hands and sat on the ground with a horrified look on her face. She didn't understand what was going on, she only knew that the girl in front of her was extremely terrifying, and killing her would be like stepping on an ant.

run!
With a turn, a cold wind and ghostly fog came, and the blade was close to his face, just like the Moonlight Blade just now.

The offensive moves were similar, but the skills were vastly different. The Moonlight Blade was wielded effortlessly, as gracefully and elegantly as if it were a game, while the brutal sword light was another extreme, fierce and eerie, leaving no room for return.

The Blood-Drinking Lady bent her waist for the second time, and her waistline was so precarious that people were afraid it would break if she bent back one more step.

In the end, he dodged the knife.

Xiang Yuan swept the sword across with his right hand and raised his left hand high. His five fingers shook off the heavy black shadows, like folding flowers or plucking strings. His fingertips moved over the chest and abdomen of the Blood-Drinking Lady, and finally a palm fell, knocking the person down heavily on the bridge.

Thirty-six acupuncture points!
Xiang Yuan sealed most of the acupoints on Madam Blood-Drinking's Ren meridian with one strike. Knowing that the other party was at the innate realm, with powerful true energy and solid foundation, he took advantage of the situation to pursue her. With his hands, palms, fingers and arms like blooming flowers, he struck Madam Blood-Drinking's acupoints.

Madam Xueyin groaned repeatedly as countless difficult-to-eliminate vortices of true qi entered her body, sealing her qi points and making it impossible for her to release true qi. Her hands and feet were bound, making it difficult for her to even perform simple qigong exercises.

It's not over yet.

After hitting the front, there was also the back. Xiang Yuan tiptoed and turned the Bloodthirsty Lady over, then clapped his palms together and performed another series of moves.

Zener: “…” It’s hard to comment, let’s just be cautious.

After performing the two sets of combos, Lady Bloodthirster was like a turned-over salted fish. Although she could still move, all of her energy points were sealed, and she was basically useless.

Considering that she is a master in the innate stage, Xiang Yuan can only seal her for a while, but not for too long. If he wants to force her to reveal any information, Chaner will have to do some manipulation.

Forget about hypnosis, the foundation-building stage hypnotizing the innate stage... The laws of nature in the inanimate world are just an illness, not a perversion, so how can such a good thing happen.

If Xiang Yuan really dares to hypnotize, Madam Blood-Drinking will dare to fight back.

Xiang Yuan carried the person on his shoulders, waved his hand and sent the two scimitars into the jade space, stood up and patted his butt: "Flying Bat, well done, let's find an alley with no one around and interrogate her thoroughly."

It has been a day and a night since I came to the World of No Life, but there is still no news about the magic weapon left outside. I will ask Madam Blood-Drinking to see if she has hidden it!

Where are you shooting?

Chaner rolled her eyes, and didn't say anything because it wasn't her butt. She was about to clear the way ahead when she suddenly stopped and timidly stood beside Xiang Yuan.

The Yellow Springs Demon Lady is no coward. Whenever she starts pretending to be acting, it means there are audiences present.

Xiang Yuan held his sword at his side, and he and Chan'er stood in the middle of the wooden bridge. Two figures appeared in front and behind, blocking the way in and out.

This moment is exactly like that moment!

In front of the bridge, there stood a stern-faced woman, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, pleasing to the eye and cold and beautiful; behind the bridge, there stood a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a green Taoist robe, with a long beard like clouds, and a long sword on his back.

The Eight Great Detectives, 'Ghost-Seeing' Leng Silan.

The Eight Great Detectives, and Wang Nuo, the 'Five Ghost Warriors'.

Damn it! I didn’t see any of the Eight Great Detectives when I was strolling outside the emperor’s house last night, but I ran into three of them tonight.

Xiang Yuan complained in his heart, but he was not panicked at all. It was three against three, and the advantage was on my side. Since I had already captured the Bloodthirsty Lady, I might as well capture another Ghost-Seeing Sorrow, one good and one evil, to make two prisoners in total.

Forget about the Five Ghost Warriors and the like. Xiang Yuan joined the Benxin Dao, and his Taoist name was "Wentian". He could barely be considered half a Taoist priest. Why would a Taoist priest make things difficult for a Taoist priest? So they didn't take him as a prisoner.

The situation in the capital was still unclear at the moment, and Xiang Yuan did not want to rashly join one side. If he could avoid fighting, it would be best to avoid this battle. He immediately said with a smile: "I am Li Xianyuan, the 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand', and this is my junior sister Feitian..."

"Flying Witch Li Chan!" Chaner interrupted.

Shut up, I'm the only one who can interrupt here!
What's wrong with Flying Bat? Although he has weak martial arts, a bad temper, and an even fouler mouth, he is like the light of righteousness shining on a big butt. It cannot be denied that he is a righteous hero.

The Flying Witch and the like, you can tell from the sound of it that she's a villain.

By the way, who is the Flying Witch? Is there such a character in martial arts novels?

Xiang Yuan's thoughts wandered to wherever he went. After coming to his senses, he continued, "Two detectives, I have a grudge against Madam Blood-Drinking. Can you please be flexible and wait for me to get the information out of her before sending her to the Six Gates to be executed?"

"The country has its own laws!"

Leng Silan lived up to his nickname of Ghost-Seeing Sorrow. He was cold and unsympathetic, and his EQ was low as soon as he spoke: "Mrs. Blood-Drinking is a serious criminal and must be arrested. You two have mysterious origins, so you have to go to the Six Gates as well."

"Can't you really be accommodating?"

"lay down your weapon!"

There is nothing to talk about, we can only talk about reason!

Xiang Yuan gave Chan'er a look and told him that he would take the water route later while Chan'er stayed behind to deal with the two detectives, trying not to make too much noise or to kill anyone with too much force. They would go to the residence of Wen Yutai, the Minister of Rites, one after the other, to meet in the same room where they had stayed up all night.

Maybe Xiang Yuan wrote too many words and Chan'er didn't understand, or maybe she was pretending to be innocent and stupid. She stood obediently, her eyes full of rebellious light that showed her dissatisfaction with nine years of compulsory education.

You are so stupid!
Why are you pretending at this time!

Xiang Yuan curled his lips and saw Leng Silan approaching slowly. He also heard footsteps approaching from behind. Without hesitation, he grabbed the Blood-Drinking Lady with one hand and threw her at the bridge head like a sandbag.

He possessed the Formless Seal Technique, and with the blood Ganoderma lucidum and demonic energy to forge his body, he became incredibly strong.

The Blood-Drinking Lady's weapon flew out of her hand like a red cannonball, rumbling through the air and arriving in front of Leng Silan in the blink of an eye.

Leng Silan is one of the Eight Great Constables and is also known as the Ghost-Fearing One. How could she be a delicate girl? She pointed her finger like a sword and moved forward, breaking the surface with a point. Not only did she stop the incoming red shells, but she also seriously injured the victim with just one finger.

Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, holding the sword in his hand, thinking about how to end this battle. Should he go to Liushenmen for tea with the two detectives, or fight to the end?

Xiang Yuan didn't need to worry about it, as someone had made the choice for him.

In the dark night, a solitary figure descended without any breath, as if it had merged into the world. It was not until the sound of the deliberately dispersed wind did the two detectives realize that a powerful enemy was nearby.

It's a woman.

The woman was dressed in white, with flowing black hair, delicate skin as white as snow with a faint luster, and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, like a pearl under the moon, bright and radiant.

Her appearance is breathtakingly beautiful, like a masterpiece from heaven, with every detail carefully crafted.

As she walked, her steps were light, elegant and noble, and her long hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, swaying gently with her every move, exuding an indescribable charm.

Behind her stunning appearance is an unfathomable strength that is as profound as the universe and heaven. It seems that with just a touch of her fingertips, the wind and clouds change color and the mountains and rivers shake.

Looking at that faint smile again, it was clearly a silent mockery, mocking all the challengers who overestimated their own abilities.

Queen Dugu!
"Queen?!"

The two detectives were shocked, and a hint of fear subconsciously appeared on Leng Silan's unchanging icy face.

The Demon Queen arrived in the capital, she really came.

Beside Xiang Yuan, Chan'er stood obediently. After seeing Dugu's face clearly, he lowered his brows and looked submissive, hiding the stern and cold look in his eyes.

She is in this world!
Are you here to find me?

(End of this chapter)