Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 400 Follow your words

Upon hearing the sound, Qin Feng looked around, but saw nothing.

She turned her expectant gaze back to Wei Xi, who, like a wolf smelling blood, had his eyes shining with excitement.

"There was a hand holding something, but the movement was too fast for me to see clearly."

As Wei Xi spoke, he picked out several puppets, clearly indicating that he had a plan.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng asked in surprise, "What important thing could this thing be holding in its hand? Something it couldn't let go of before it died?"

"Not necessarily. How much of a legend can be believable?" Wei Xi said absentmindedly, fiddling with the puppet. "Let's pull it out and see!"

Wei Xi knew in his heart that such hasty behavior often ended badly.

The problem is that she doesn't think the Paddle Ghosts just want to surround everyone and shake hands. If she doesn't take the initiative, these ever-growing numbers of Paddle Ghosts will only become more troublesome.

Wei Xi deduced that once the number of these hands reached a certain value, it would be the time of his death.

Qin Feng clearly understood this principle, and not only did he not try to stop it, but he was even eager to try pulling the oar ghost onto the boat.

Wei Xi, who was ready, refused, saying, "I don't know what the consequences would be if I came into contact with these things. It's safer to use a puppet."

The two did not deliberately avoid people during their conversation, which frightened the fishermen nearby so much that their courage to return vanished, and they grabbed Wei Xi's leg to stop him.

Wei Xi was about to throw the person aside when she saw Wu Da rush over with a tragic expression, tear the person off her body, and then use the thick ropes used to tie up boxes on the boat to bind the person like a rice dumpling.

The whole process was so smooth and natural that Qin Feng was full of admiration.

Wu Da pinned the man down and said fiercely, "You two, go ahead and do it. I'll take care of this fool!"

"Keep your boat in the hustle and listen carefully. If what I pull out is alive, save the boat first."

Wei Xi's words indicate that he chose to save the lives of everyone on the ship rather than protect himself.

You see, the two cultivators, Wei and Qin, could have easily dragged the items onto the boat; that would have been the fastest way to find the oar demon's weakness. If things had gone wrong, the fishermen on board would likely have perished.

Wei Xi's conscience is neither too strong nor too weak; he'll protect as many people as he can.

After saying this, Wei Xi jumped onto the edge of the boat, his entire body enveloped in a pale green spiritual energy.

Qin Feng stood behind Wei Xi and used Gao Han to expand the icy blue spiritual power throughout the entire ship.

Wei Xi took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed little hands. Then, a ball of soft, pale green spiritual energy emerged from his right palm. After a short while, this ball of spiritual energy suddenly became denser, and then it blasted into the sea area where the oar demons were most concentrated.

A dark blue ghostly hand pulled another ghostly hand over to cover itself. This was what Wei Xi was waiting for. The two puppets following behind tried to grab the ghostly hand that was trying to hide in the seawater.

This oar demon naturally refused to sit idly by and wait to die, and struggled desperately.

The puppets were carefully selected by Wei Xi. The hands of these two puppets were made very finely, and they were able to firmly grasp whatever they held.

Wei Xi was worried that his aim wasn't good enough, so he deliberately threw out two puppets.

As expected, only one puppet managed to capture the ghost hand, while the other one was not idle either, awkwardly turning around to help.

The waiting [Threads] immediately appeared and took control of the two puppets.

This ghostly hand was indeed special; it remained completely still despite being dragged by the two puppets. Even more alarming, the surrounding ghostly hands were no longer unresponsive; instead, they began to converge on the captured paddle ghostly hand.

Some of the ghostly hands even tried to pull on the "threads," but their movements weren't agile enough to pull them off immediately.

The more intense the enemy's reaction, the better the attack was targeted.

"There's hope!" Qin Feng exclaimed. "I'll help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, icy blue spiritual energy slammed into the sea, obliterating all the oar demons in the path of the [Threads] and the puppet.

As expected, these oar demons grew back, but Qin Feng's Qi Palace was vast, and he could still afford to expend a little spiritual power. He blasted them away with great force, and Gao Han was even leaving afterimages.

Qin Feng spared no expense to buy time, and Wei Xi naturally intensified his efforts, controlling the [Pulling Threads] to pull the puppet.

But this thing seemed to have taken root, and even after Wei Xi used most of his spiritual power, he still couldn't pull it up.

Moreover, Wei Xi even had a misconception—that this thing was becoming more and more solid, as if something was tug-of-war with Wei Xi from under it.

As the number of oar demons on the sea increased, Wei Xi hardened his heart and poured all the spiritual power he had in his Qi Palace into it, hoping that his desperate gamble would succeed.

Then, as if by divine intervention, the puppet controlled by [Threads] tilted backward, and the unique paddle demon was pulled out of the sea. Below its arm was a huge creature, and at the junction were very prominent fleshy buds. Some sea snakes wrapped around the forearm, making it look twisted and disgusting.

Below the granulation tissue was a mass of grayish-brown mixture that Wei Xi couldn't identify.

With just the naked eye, Wei Xi could see severed arms, grotesque heads, fish remains, harpoons, tattered fishing nets, octopus-like tentacles, collapsed houses, half-eaten iron pots, and rocks.

As for those things that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, Wei Xi was unwilling to think about what they were.

What's even more disgusting is that this enormous thing has large and small circular marks on it, as if the dazzling coral is resting with its eyes closed.

"My God," Qin Feng exclaimed instinctively, "What the hell is this thing?"

Wei Xi didn't know what she had pulled up, but she could see clearly that there was something in the palm of the paddle ghost at the top.

To be precise, it was a silver ring that was threaded into the palm of the hand.

Perhaps due to years of exposure to a damp environment, the part of the ring-shaped object exposed on the back of the hand had turned bluish-black, while the part on the palm still shone brightly, which is why Wei Xi noticed it when the Paddle Demon's hand opened in fright.

Wei Xi was thinking of taking the bruised little hand off when he heard frantic shouts behind him.

"It's the Oar Demon! It's the Oar Demon! The Dragon King of the Sea is enraged! We're doomed!"

Wei Xi: ! Who! Who is so weak-willed in battle that they were scared out of their wits by the enemy?

"Shut up!" Qin Feng roared, half-jokingly threatening, "If you yell again, I'll throw you into the sea!"

Although Wu Da was also terrified by the thing pulled out of the seabed, he was still stronger than the average fisherman and managed to grab the horrified fisherman.

Unexpectedly, the fisherman was incredibly strong. He not only delivered a powerful elbow strike to Wu Da but also broke free of his restraints, shouting, "Open your eyes, you ghost! It's getting dark! The fish are all dead!"

Before he could finish speaking, the enormous, grayish-brown creature opened its eyes; these were the very circular marks that Wei Xi had previously muttered to himself.

Before Wei Xi could react, the sky turned pitch black.

Sorry, oxygen deficiency is too much fun!