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Chapter 257 Cultivation World 46
The swamp crocodile was blasted away by the spirit energy blast. Si Lingle turned to deal with the other two. Her hands moved like butterflies flitting through flowers as she quickly cast a magnetic field cage, trapping the three swamp crocodiles.

He then unleashed a divine sense attack on the swamp crocodile that had been knocked away by the spiritual energy blast, and the swamp crocodile was strangled by Si Lingle's divine sense.

Si Lingle quickly formed hand seals, chanted incantations, and waved her hands forward. A stream of clear water shot out from her palms like a nimble dragon, rushing towards the trapped swamp crocodile.

As the water approached the swamp crocodile, it transformed into countless tiny water needles, shooting towards the crocodile like a dense rain of sharp whistling sounds.

Sensing danger, the swamp crocodile roared and twisted its massive body violently, trying to evade the sudden attack.

However, the swamp crocodile was trapped in the magnetic field cage and had nowhere to hide.

In the instant the swamp crocodile was distracted by the water needles, Si Lingle teleported behind it, a crystal-clear water sword appearing in her hand, its blade shimmering with a lively light.

It slashed down fiercely towards the swamp crocodile's neck. The water sword, carrying immense power, instantly pierced through the swamp crocodile's hard scales, reaching its vital point.

The swamp crocodile let out a shrill scream as its body crashed heavily into the swamp, splashing up a large amount of mud.

Its eyes gradually lost their light, and its massive body remained motionless.

The next moment, Si Lingle appeared in front of another swamp crocodile and killed it with a single sword strike.

The skin of this swamp crocodile is a good material for refining weapons, which is why Si Lingle did not use the Thunder Magnetic Cannon or sword intent attack. If he had used them, the skin would have been severely damaged.

Si Lingle sheathed his sword and stood up, collecting the swamp crocodile's carcass.

We will continue to explore this further.

The sky changed color in the blink of an eye.

The originally gray dome suddenly collapsed like an inkstone being overturned, and thunder roared like the howl of an ancient beast as it swept across the swamp.

The torrential rain, accompanied by hail, pelted down, each drop of water carrying a bone-chilling cold, instantly freezing into frost blades upon contact with the ground.

Si Lingle's protective aura trembled violently, and a strange sucking sound came from the depths of the swamp. Countless vine-like moss tentacles shot out from the mud and wrapped around her ankles.

She pulled out a lightning talisman with her backhand. The vines were struck by the lightning talisman and shattered inch by inch, but more dark shadows emerged from the depths of the mud.

Just as the protective aura was about to dissipate, a crimson figure broke through the rain.

The female cultivator walked barefoot on a floating black silk ribbon, the silver bells in her hair swaying with her movements, their sound creating a strange resonance with the torrential rain and thunder.

With a light tap of her fingertips, dozens of Wenjun lotus flowers suddenly bloomed in the swamp. The petals sliced ​​through the vines like blades, and the fragrance emanating from the lotus hearts dispelled the poisonous mist.

"Follow the lotus lantern." The female cultivator's voice seemed to flow through a cold spring as she tossed out three jade lotus seeds. The seeds transformed into ghostly blue lotus flames upon landing, scorching a winding path through the mud.

After escaping to a high place where a thousand-year-old banyan tree stood, Si Lingle finally saw the female cultivator's face clearly.

She has an oval face, slender eyebrows like willow leaves, and the ends of her eyebrows lightly sweep into her temples, adding a touch of heroic spirit.

The nun wore a long purple robe made of luxurious brocade, embroidered with golden phoenix patterns.

A golden belt cinched her waist, adorned with a large purple gemstone. She wore a long purple skirt with silver embroidery on the hem, which complemented the golden phoenix on her robe perfectly.

"I am Ziyue from Yunmeng Mountain Villa."

"A rogue cultivator, Nan Chu." Si Lingle did not reveal her real Daoist name.

Besides Twilight Sparkle, there were ten other people, all dressed in the same outfit.

Ziyue said, "These are disciples of Yunmeng Manor. Fellow Daoist, you should not linger in the Fengling Mountains for the time being, as the Fengling Mountains are not safe."

"Why?"

"Because there are evil monks who are committing evil deeds everywhere."

Ziyue came to the Wind Spirit Mountain Range for two reasons. First, she was looking for an opportunity. Legend has it that a legendary artifact, the Wind Spirit Jade, is hidden deep within the Wind Spirit Mountain Range. This artifact possesses the mysterious power to control the wind element and can grant its wielder unparalleled abilities.

Upon hearing this legend, Zi Yue felt a strong desire ignite within her. She believed that obtaining the Wind Spirit Jade would not only enhance her own strength but also bring immense glory and security to Yunmeng Manor.

Secondly, they came to carry out a mission, as Yunmeng Manor has intricate connections with some forces around the Fengling Mountains.

Recently, an evil force has emerged in the Fengling Mountains. They are committing evil deeds everywhere, disrupting the peace and tranquility of the surrounding area, and even posing a potential threat to Yunmeng Manor.

As an outstanding disciple of the manor, Twilight Sparkle shoulders the important responsibility of eradicating evil forces and upholding justice.

She accepted the manor's assignment and led a small team to the Wind Spirit Mountains.

However, these evil cultivators were skilled at hiding, and despite their long pursuit, they were unable to catch them.

Not long ago, Ziyue encountered a cultivator from an evil force. During the chase, Ziyue lost track of the man. After searching for a while, she met Si Lingle.

Therefore, Ziyue stepped in to help, knowing that Si Lingle was not a cultivator from an evil force.

Because the cultivators of evil forces all wear masks, and the faces beneath those masks have strange patterns.

Si Ling Le doesn't have such patterns.

Ziyue described the appearance of these evil cultivators to Si Lingle in detail, telling her not to confront them head-on if she encountered them, because these cultivators were insidious and vicious, and were good at using evil methods to deal with their enemies.

These insidious methods are difficult to guard against.

"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist."

Si Lingle found a spot, set up her formation, and rested.

"Senior Sister Ziyue, have you caught up with those evil cultivators?" Tinglan asked.

“No, they escaped.” Ziyue said, “These evil cultivators are quite capable; you must never act alone.”

Tinglan scoffed inwardly, wondering why the manor lord valued Ziyue so much. She couldn't even catch up with a heretical cultivator; she was utterly useless. If she were allowed to pursue, she would surely catch up and kill her.

In her opinion, it was only because Ziyue was not capable that the evil cultivator was able to escape.

She was determined to outshine Twilight Sparkle in this mission.

Night, like a huge black curtain, heavily presses down on the world in the latter half of the night.

Twilight Sparkle and the others were in a deep rest, completely unaware that danger was creeping up on them like a ghost.

Ten evil cultivators, dressed in black robes, their faces hidden in the darkness, moved with the lightness of ghosts.

Their eyes gleamed with greed and ferocity, like wolves that had caught the scent of blood. Under the cover of darkness, they slowly surrounded Ziyue and her companions, the encirclement tightening like a giant net.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound pierced the silent night sky, signaling the evil cultivators to launch their attack.

They were like demons emerging from hell, instantly rushing towards Ziyue and the others from all directions.

Streaks of black demonic energy swept towards the crowd like a surging tide, emanating a nauseating stench, as if it were the breath of death.

Twilight Sparkle jolted awake from her deep sleep. Her eyes widened instantly, she quickly formed hand seals, and shouted, her voice booming like a bell: "Everyone, be careful!"

A beam of cyan light shot out from her fingertips, like shooting stars, towards the oncoming evil cultivator.

The other companions also reacted quickly, each unleashing their own spells and weapons to engage the evil cultivators in a fierce battle. In an instant, swords clashed, spells shone brightly, and shouts of battle and the roar of magic intertwined, shattering the tranquility of the night.

A malevolent cultivator moved with ghostly speed towards Si Lingle, his black dagger gleaming coldly as he stabbed fiercely towards Si Lingle's chest.

Si Lingle dodged to the side like a nimble swallow, skillfully avoiding the fatal blow.

Immediately afterwards, she swung her sword backhand, the wind from the blade sharp and fierce, aiming for the evil cultivator's arm. The evil cultivator hurriedly retreated, but was still cut on the arm by the sword wind, blood staining his black robe red.

Another evil cultivator set his sights on Zi Yue, chanting wicked incantations as a ball of black flame roared toward her.

Twilight Sparkle remained calm, drawing a mysterious rune in the air with her hands. The rune shone brightly, instantly blocking the black flames. Taking advantage of the moment, she stepped forward, unleashing a powerful wind blade at the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator was struck by the wind blade and swayed a few times, but he quickly regained his balance and launched another attack.

The ten evil cultivators, like crazed wild beasts, launched wave after wave of attacks on Si Lingyue, Ziyue, and the others.

They cooperated seamlessly, forming a tight attack formation.

One of the evil cultivators reached into his waist and swiftly pulled out an old spirit beast pouch. The pouch was dark in color, covered with strange runes, and faintly emitted a nauseating, sinister aura.

He quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. With a deep incantation, he suddenly opened the spirit beast pouch.

Instantly, a pungent, putrid stench filled the air, and a swarm of malevolent and poisonous insects poured out of the spirit beast pouch.

These venomous insects come in various shapes and sizes. Some are shaped like snakes, covered in dark green scales, with eyes that gleam with an eerie green light. Others resemble spiders, with legs covered in sharp spines, each dripping with black venom. Still others are like beetles, with incredibly hard shells engraved with mysterious runes.

As soon as these sinister and poisonous insects left the spirit beast pouch, they pounced on the group like a pack of hungry beasts, baring their fangs and claws.

They traced eerie trajectories in the air, emitting chilling hissing sounds.

The evil cultivator waved his hands continuously, emitting sharp whistling sounds, controlling these sinister and poisonous insects to form black torrents that swept towards the crowd.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of Yunmeng Manor turned deathly pale. They hurriedly channeled their spiritual energy to set up a defense, but the evil and poisonous insects were numerous and came on strong, making them impossible to defend against.

Amidst the flashing swords and glints of blades, poisonous insects were continuously slain, their green sap splattering everywhere.

However, the number of poisonous insects was simply too great, surging in wave after wave like a tide.

The disciples of Yunmeng Manor gradually felt their strength waning, and three of the weaker disciples began to be bitten by poisonous insects, screaming in pain.

In just a few dozen breaths, the three disciples who had been bitten were gradually turning black as their bodies were corroded by the venom of the poisonous insects.

"Junior Sister Simeng!" Ziyue was anxious, but she was held back by the poisonous insects and evil cultivators and could not help.

Seeing this, Si Lingle took out three pills and injected them into the three Yunmeng Manor disciples who had been bitten by poisonous insects.

Others were also injured. They had to deal with poisonous insects and evil cultivators at the same time. These Golden Core stage disciples were simply not able to cope.

Even Twilight Sparkle, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage, was injured.

Si Lingle squinted, took out the Qiankun Umbrella, and directly killed the evil cultivator who was controlling the poisonous insects.

After killing them, Si Lingle released Xiao Xiao (the python from the original world, which has now transformed into a dragon). Xiao Xiao appeared and opened its mouth wide to devour the poisonous insects.

These poisonous insects are a great source of nutrition for Xiao Xiao.

Moments later, the poisonous insect was completely devoured by the little one.

Without the poisonous insects, the disciples of Yunmeng Manor were able to concentrate on dealing with the evil cultivators.

Si Lingle would occasionally launch an attack from the sidelines.

Three hours later, the evil cultivator was killed.

After killing him, Ziyue went straight to Si Lingle and said, "Thank you for saving me, senior."

Although Ziyue was dealing with the evil cultivators, she was also distracted by observing Si Lingle.

She realized that Si Lingle had intervened just as they were about to be struck hard, and Si Lingle's face showed no sign of tension, appearing completely relaxed.

Ziyue guessed that this person must have been hiding his cultivation level to gain experience.

I wonder how high his cultivation level really is.

However, he must be stronger than them, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kill the evil cultivator so easily.

"Let's heal our wounds first," Si Ling said happily.

“Yes.” Twilight Sparkle nodded.

After daybreak, Si Lingyue parted ways with Ziyue and the others.

However, at dusk, Twilight Sparkle and her companions encountered evil cultivators again, and the leader of these evil cultivators was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With a single glance from the Nascent Soul stage evil cultivator, the rest of the evil cultivators attacked Zi Yue and the others.

Twilight Sparkle and her companions, who were besieged, were no match for them.

One by one, the junior brothers and sisters fell down beside Ziyue, leaving only Ziyue, Tinglan, and Chenchuan.

Ziyue took out a pill and swallowed it, then used a secret technique to forcibly raise her cultivation level to the Nascent Soul stage.

While Ziyue and Chenchuan were fighting the evil cultivators, Lan's eyes flickered, indicating that they couldn't continue fighting, or she would die here.

She doesn't want to die!

Tinglan dodged and hid on top of Ziyue. With a grab, Tinglan pulled Ziyue in front of her, and Ziyue was struck by the evil cultivator.

Twilight Sparkle had already escaped using a teleportation scroll.

"Senior Sister!" Shen Chuan shouted, and in a flash, he stood in front of Zi Yue.

"Pfft!" Shen Chuan was struck by the attack of several evil cultivators and instantly collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Junior brother!" Zi Yue's eyes were bloodshot as she struggled to her feet. "I'll fight you evil cultivators to the death!"

Just as Ziyue was about to self-destruct her dantian and perish together with the evil cultivator, Si Lingle appeared.

Si Lingle stood in mid-air, her left hand forming the "Taiyi Thunder Technique" mudra of the "Taiyi Qingming Manual," while her right hand held the Qingchu Sword upside down. The sword was crackling with lightning, specifically designed to counter evil spirits and yin energy.

The black robes of the out-of-body evil cultivator billowed, seeping out a purplish-black blood mist. Nine swollen human-faced lanterns floated behind him, each lantern's surface inlaid with a cultivator's golden core—this was the "Nine Yin Devouring Yuan Array," a sign of the mastery of the evil art of the Yin-Yang Heart Hunting Technique. The wails of the souls of those being devoured emanated continuously from within the lanterns.

Si Lingle's sword tip trembled slightly, and seventy-two bolts of lightning poured down like a torrential rain.

The evil cultivator grinned and raised his hand, unleashing a poisonous fire that rotted bones from the human-faced lantern. The poisonous fire collided violently with the lightning.

The evil cultivator tore through space and summoned a hundred blood corpse puppets, each puppet's meridians flowing with exotic true energy harvested from the Yin-Yang Heart-Hunting Technique.

Si Lingle crossed the sword to his left hand and drew a talisman in the air with his right: the roots of ancient trees within a ten-mile radius broke through the soil and formed a sword.

The tree roots formed the "Azure Wood Demon-Slaying Sword Formation," the vines strangled the blood corpses like chains, and the leaves transformed into flying blades to sever the divine consciousness link between the puppets and the evil cultivators.