Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 447 Portrait
Wei Xi's first reaction was that Yu Han had launched a surprise attack.

Then she realized that Luexi would not allow anyone to discover this secret.

In despair, Wei Xi tried to find a place to hide—she didn't think that being discovered would be much better than lying unconscious on the rack.

In terms of strength, Wei Xi is currently powerless to resist. Even if they were to fight with daggers, she doesn't think that Lian Gouhan's skin could defeat Lue Xi, who is ten feet tall.

Unfortunately, this place was completely bare, with absolutely no place to hide.

With his hand on the scroll, Wei Xi quickly dug a hole and buried it in it, then crawled into the scroll himself.

As for whether it will clash with the yin and yang energy remaining in the moss, that's a matter for after we get through this hurdle.

Perhaps it was the nature of leather painting, but Wei Xi's entry into the scroll was incredibly smooth, like a fish returning to its natural habitat.

But as soon as he entered the scroll world, Wei Xi felt dizzy and the world spun around him. Lian Gouhan's previous ambiguity was instantly answered.

Saying it's worse than death is a bit of an exaggeration, but the feeling is no different from being fried in a pan of oil.

If Wei Xi hadn't suffered so much at Yin Yang Slope, it would have been a real question whether he could have withstood the rampant Yin and Yang energy within the scroll.

If it were just some yin and yang energy, that would be fine, but the key is that feeling of being pulled in from all directions.

Wei Xi wasn't sure what state she was in, but it seemed to be a phantom made up of small particles. An unknown force from the surroundings was pulling at each particle, deforming her phantom. Occasionally, yin and yang energy would flow through the gaps between the particles, causing a burning or icy sensation.

Thinking of how Lian Gouhan usually didn't want to return to the scroll, Wei Xi felt a bit of sympathy: he hadn't gone mad all these years, so he must have some skills.

Wei Xi tried to relax as much as possible and reduce his sensory perception in order to alleviate the pain.

Although she didn't see any trace of the moss, Wei Xi felt inexplicably at ease, as if she were the true master of this void.

Until a scroll appeared out of thin air and stood upright in front of Wei Xi.

Wei Xi's portrait suddenly appeared on the screen, his expression vivid and relaxed, clearly indicating that he was in a good mood.

Wei Xi: !
This move was truly terrifying; Wei Xi hadn't expected that Lian Gouhan's true form had so much to offer.

Out of respect for his friend, Wei Xi, knowing that Lian Gouhan meant no harm, did not pry into his privacy any further.

At the critical moment of Chongxiao City, the scene of Lian Gouyan skinning himself alive was certainly shocking, but the purpose was to save people, so Wei and Qin did not subconsciously regard him as a source of danger.

Who would have thought that there would be so many different interpretations of the Lian Gou Lang scroll?

This image looks extremely dangerous, and it feels different from the overall feeling of the void.

Putting aside everything else, even someone like Wei Xi who doesn't understand painting could tell that this painting used much more expensive materials and was not in the same league as Lian Gouhan's rather ugly animal skin scroll.

Wei Xi cautiously took a few steps back, keeping an eye on the movements outside the scroll.

Unhurried footsteps sounded outside. Wei Xi's heart pounded like a drum. He gripped the dagger tightly and stared intently at the portrait, wondering which of the two bolts of lightning would strike first.

The footsteps came from near and then receded, then gradually moved away, and then came closer again.

Wei Xi knew what was going on: the visitors were checking the "hilltop," trying to find the intruder. This put Wei Xi at ease—at least the visitors hadn't found the scroll yet, otherwise he would have been dug out of the pit long ago.

The "mountain" or the stove lid was only so big. The visitor spent about an incense stick's time inspecting it before finally losing patience and letting out a cold laugh.

This laugh startled Wei Xi, who was huddled inside the scroll—the newcomer was indeed the most difficult to deal with, Lue Xi.

“I didn’t expect you to still be causing trouble even while you’re trapped here,” Luexi’s voice rang out, “and still manage to stir up so much trouble.”

Wei Xi, who was eavesdropping, held his breath, and then his slightly hoarse voice rang out, "There is a saying among humans, 'A dog that bites doesn't bark,' which is most fitting for a little bastard like you."

Wei Xi wasn't familiar with this voice, but he was absolutely certain he wouldn't mistake it—that's how Ku Xun sounded before he died.

“You’re joking,” Luexi retorted quickly. “You’re usually most proud of your weapon crafting skills. I’m your creation, how could I be a bastard?”

"If we're really talking about it, you, who plunder everywhere, are the real bastard."

Wei Xi was speechless after hearing this hybrid theory—are all conversations between monsters so devoid of substance?
"If I hadn't been plundering everywhere, where would you lot have come from!"

Upon hearing this, Luexi's voice suddenly turned sharp, "Isn't it all for your own sake! Years ago, you were a stray dog, and my second brother and I almost died at the hands of your enemies countless times!"

"Once you grew stronger, you threw us into the Hundred Demon Tomb, causing us to suffer endless torment!"

"I can tolerate all of this, but you've planned to take our lives from the very beginning. Since that's the case, don't blame me for striking first!"

"Heh," the Eastern Yi demon chief sneered, mocking, "So what if I lost for a moment? Can you kill me?"

Upon hearing this, Luexi resumed her arrogant tone, "No need for Lord Demon Chief to trouble yourself. Just stay here and wait to die."

Wei Xi immediately adopted this kind of witty remark that insulted his opponent.

At this very moment, Wei Xi noticed some changes in the portrait. It seemed to be a change in body shape, and there were also subtle changes in the shape of the face.

This change alerted Wei Xi, but she couldn't slip out at that moment and could only observe for a while longer.

"You wish," the Eastern Yi demon chief said coldly. "Luexi, be careful not to play with fire and get burned."

“Playing with fire is your hobby,” Luexi retorted sharply, “so dying here is like returning home to your soul.”

"Hometown?" The Eastern Yi demon chief laughed loudly, "I was born in a dark cave, struggling to crawl forward, only making a tiny progress each year. Year after year, day after day, I finally became a powerful demon beast, and it took me hundreds of years to finally see the light of day! You think I like this place? You really have a vicious heart!"

Wei Xi, a bystander watching the drama unfold, found it all laughable—these two were equally vicious, each with a bloody past. And yet they dared to attack each other's moral failings!

“You’ve gone to so much trouble, and you’re seriously injured,” the Dongyi demon leader continued, “Is the Pingjiang River enough? Wouldn’t it be better to take Tanxian? Or that self-righteous fool Yuhan? He’s completely obedient to you!”

Wei Xi felt a chill run down his spine—even now, the Eastern Yi demon leader was still inciting Lue Xi to attack his own kind.

“You don’t need to worry about it,” Luexi retorted. “Save your energy! As for that ignorant Taoist priest, if you really like me, you can send him down to keep you company.”

After that, the two demonic beasts launched into another pointless exchange of insults, their viciousness and deep-seated resentment truly astounding.

Wei Xi, inside the scroll, stared at the portrait in horror.