Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 365 The Inescapable Chongxiao City
After saying this, Fan Shan suddenly made a move, pushing Wei Xi and Qin Feng off the treasure ship together.

Unlike Wei Xi, who had no time to resist, Qin Feng, whose fighting instincts were burning, grabbed Fan Shan's arm and instantly spread his icy blue spiritual power to Fan Shan's neck.

Qin Feng, who had been tormented by the Ding Sheng Banner, had dark brown blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, which was still shrouded in a thin layer of yin and yang energy.

Qin Feng was surprised to find that Fan Shan's strength had undergone a dramatic change in less than a day.

"You were faking it all along!" Qin Feng spat out the words through gritted teeth, then exclaimed in astonishment, "Who exactly are you?!"

“You bunch of kids,” Fan Shan laughed as he lifted the struggling Qin Feng like a chick, “you’re nowhere near as good as those cultivators from a thousand years ago! Go back to drinking your milk!”

Fan Shan revealed his gleaming white teeth, "If I hadn't made a promise, you would have been eaten by the Victory Banner long ago!"

“Now, be a smart person and shut your mouth,” Fan Shan said, grabbing Qin Feng by the neck and suspending her over the outside of the ship. “Before the world collapses, you will see scarlet eyes!”

Wei Xi crashed to the ground, feeling as if all the bones in his body were broken.

"Qin Feng!" Wei Xi pressed the scroll hanging at his waist. "Qin Feng!!"

Feeling safe again, Lingyin's voice rang out loudly, and Wei Xi's ears were severely damaged once more.

"That bastard! What is he going to do to Qin Feng!" Lian Gou's voice came from the scroll. "Let me out, I'll try to go back!"

Recalling the blood-red gourd-like hooks, Wei Xi replied, "If Qin Feng can't beat you, going there in your current state would just be suicide!"

"so."

“Let’s go together,” Wei Xi said firmly. “I know a lot of your secrets. Can you take me with you into the painting?”

A bloodied hand emerged from the scroll, and Lian Gou Lang's muffled voice came out, "I know you wouldn't mind skinning yourself alive, but I really can't bring you into the painting."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Feng suddenly fell from mid-air, and a ball of yin and yang energy cushioned his fall.

Having swallowed half a bottle of pills, Wei Xi erected a protective shield and rushed to Qin Feng's side to quickly check her condition.

"Cough! Cough!" Qin Feng clutched his neck, coughing incessantly. "...That bastard...cough..."

"Let me see your neck, did he hurt you?"

Pulling Qin Feng's hand aside, large bruises were visible on Sai Xue's skin. The only saving grace was that Wei Xi didn't see any wounds or blood.

"It's alright, it's alright," Wei Xi said, frantically rummaging through his Qiankun bag while trying to reassure Qin Feng, "I have some that I got from Senior Brother Yaowei."

Lian Gou Mang lent a hand and began to set up protective talismans.

Wei Xi moved extremely quickly, and soon applied the brownish-yellow ointment to the wound.

During this time, Qin Feng repeated Fan Shan's words.

"...And," Qin Feng gripped Wei Xi's hand tightly, his eyes filled with terror, "there are people in there! People everywhere!"

This was a nonsensical statement. Wei Xixian replied, "Are there people all over there? Around us?"

“On the ship,” Qin Feng put his hand to his forehead, “…when he threw me overboard, I saw the ship packed with people…they were all craning their necks, their feet touching, crammed onto the deck…looking at me with venomous hatred!”

"But...we were the only ones on the ship just now...where are these people hiding?"

Seeing that Wei Xi believed him, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "That Fan Shan, didn't he also appear suddenly? What on earth is going on in this godforsaken place!" Qin Feng's appearance clearly showed that he was extremely frightened, which gave one a sense of how bizarre the scene must have been.

Wei Xi's head was as big as a bucket: According to Qin Feng's description, "Fan Shan" on the ship was obviously hiding something from them, and even harbored some hostility. However, he sent the three of them out, without intending to kill them all.

This is interesting, Wei Xi thought to himself. What is this guy up to?
In any case, Fan Shan's words cannot be completely trusted. The three of them have at least escaped from that place where the yin and yang energies were out of balance, and the most urgent task is to leave as soon as possible.

While comforting Qin Feng, Wei Xi began to observe the surrounding environment.

They probably crashed outside Chongxiao City: through the hazy, bleak dawn, they could vaguely see the dilapidated defenses in the distance; all around them were the typical withered grass and snow-covered landscape of the northern frontier; the biting cold wind whipped at their noses and faces, and the earth showed no signs of cracking, as if it had been smoothed out by a mysterious giant hand.

But these were all things that Wei Xi observed actively, and what greeted him was a deathly silence.

The carnivorous ants that swarmed out, the fires that burned day and night releasing a foul stench, and the profit-seeking cultivators were all gone... In short, apart from the battle-hardened fortress, only desolation remained.

If what they are seeing is real, the three of them have probably really escaped death.

“Wei Xi…” a figure that was currently devoid of human form reminded him, “Judging from Qin Feng’s words, I have a feeling that Fan Shan has become a different person?”

These words reminded Wei Xi that this was precisely the point that had been puzzling her! Fan Shan's personality had changed too drastically before and after!

When they first met, Fan Shan was clearly a senior with the demeanor of the Qingcheng Sect, but he became more aggressive after being provoked.

During the subsequent conversation, one could sense his prayerful emotions. Now that I think about it, it's very likely that the person who was talking to Wei Xi and the other two was never the same person.

There was no theory of schizophrenia in this era, but Wei Xi had heard some secondhand stories: the general plot was that a ghost or spirit possessed the person, and the unfortunate person possessed underwent a drastic personality change, doing all sorts of abnormal things.

Wei Xi didn't believe in gods and ghosts, but these stories, combined with the "true self" given to her by the Everlasting Wood, did give her considerable inspiration.

What if Fan Shan and Qu Bujin were both beings from a thousand years ago...? Perhaps, during the end of the Golden Age, these two were forced to merge together?

Wei Xi thought about it more and more and felt that this line of thought was promising, and it could also explain why Fan Shan had the ability to kill the three of them but still let them leave.

It is highly likely that, as he said, it was to fulfill his promise.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer," Wei Xi said in a deep voice, regaining his composure. "Let's rest here for a while and recover some strength before setting off again!"

"But this place is dangerous, and the situation in Chongxiao City is unclear. This auction..."

Before Wei Xi could finish speaking, the scroll rolled off his waist on its own, and Lian Gouyan peeked out with a pair of eyes, saying somewhat shyly, "...Um, could you give me a skin? My current appearance is really inconvenient..."

Wei Xi nodded and said, "Indeed, but what kind of skin do you want? Human skin might be a bit troublesome. Even if you want to skin someone in a mass grave, you need to have a suitable target!"

Seeing Wei Xi utter such terrifying words with a blank expression, Lian Gouyan felt that the whole painting was ruined and tried his best to protest, "Stop! Stop for a moment!"

“If you want me to regain my human form, I do need human skin,” Lian Gouhan paused for a moment, “but this kind of human skin requires a special craft, and I’m afraid only the people of the City of the Dead are quite proficient in it!”

"You..." Qin Feng remembered the other party's purpose in skinning him alive, and swallowed back his sarcastic words, "Pretty trendy... Wait a minute, was your previous skin also human skin?"

Lian Gou Lang rolled his eyes. "Young Miss, do you think I'm a good person? But I really didn't kill anyone with my own hands for this skin... People in the City of the Dead would sell this kind of specially treated human skin."

“So you mean,” Wei Xi continued, “that we absolutely have to go to the auction in Chongxiao City?”

My typing ability is slowly recovering...