Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

The ink was faded and mottled, but Wei Xi recognized at a glance that the portrait, which concealed malicious intent, wanted to transform him into the appearance of Lian Gou Lang.

Why "Lian Gou's appearance"? If Wei Xi's memory is correct, Lian Gou's face is not unique.

The young lord of Baoxiang City looks exactly like him.

As for why Wei Xi was so certain that Lian Gouyan didn't want to harm him, it can only be said that it was a trust born of shared life and death!
There is actually some logical reasoning involved—aside from the owner of the Lian Gou Han scroll, who could forcibly kick themselves out of the scroll?

Furthermore, after confirming that the surrounding environment was relatively safe, Wei Xi shrugged and let the scalding hot [fish intestine mirror] in his arms slide back into the depths of his clothes.

Wei Xi was somewhat shy. After all, she had always been the one to uphold rationality among the three of them. Who would have thought that she would be a little impulsive this time, and that the two people in trouble would desperately try to contact her?

Although the fish intestine mirror was scalding hot, it did not shatter. It is estimated that the two people holding the other half of the mirror failed to make contact, and Lian Gou Mang kicked himself out in desperation.

The reason why Qin Feng and the other person were not contacted was because Wei Xi was currently locked in a tense standoff with the Eastern Yi Demon Chief.

Wouldn't it be a bit awkward to bring out a fish endoscope in this situation?

That's why Wei Xi broke out in a cold sweat – it seemed that Lue Xi had been gone for a while, so who was making those shouts and curses that he had been paying attention to?
What's truly chilling is that the imitation of the shouts and curses was so perfect that Wei Xi, busy defiling the portrait, didn't notice anything amiss.

The premise of imitating the shouting and cursing was that Wei Xi was paying attention to the sounds outside, with the aim of confusing Wei Xi and cutting off her escape route.

Without needing Lian Gou's explanation, Wei Xi was certain that once the portrait was completely distorted, he would be finished.

Considering that Wei Xi has gone through countless trials and tribulations, even facing death several times, it would be a terrible injustice if she were to die in her friend's scroll due to carelessness!
"Who are you?" The weak, hoarse voice of the Eastern Yi demon chieftain rang out as he forced open his drowsy eyes and sized up Wei Xi, who had suddenly appeared there.

Before Wei Xi could come up with a lie in response, the gaze of the Eastern Yi demon chief fell on the scroll in her hand.

The Eastern Yi demon leader gave a mocking smile. "Did that hypocrite Chang Wanqing send you?"

"Nonsense! How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"That thing in your hand was made by Chang Wanqing," perhaps due to the effects of his injuries, the Eastern Yi demon leader's mind was no longer working, and he dared to blurt out anything. "When I said I wanted to help, I was being secretive."

"It seems that it finally made it through."

Wei Xi thought to himself, "Is your 'helping' really helping? Everyone knows you have a penchant for robbery! Even if I were the Immortal Wood, I wouldn't feel at ease."

Following up on the other person's words, Wei Xi said, "It seems that Lord Demon Chief is still sharp-witted and can actually recognize this treasure. How could someone as clever as you be betrayed by your subordinates?"

The Eastern Yi demon chieftain truly loved crafting magical artifacts. Surprisingly, his first reaction wasn't to hurl insults at Wei Xi, but rather to scoff, "What kind of treasure is this? Chang Wanqing is good at handling living things, but his smelting skills are absolutely terrible!"

"It's such a good thing that it's been ruined! If I had its abilities, would I still be hiding in the South River? Letting the moss on the beach run rampant?"

"As for Luexi? It boasts of its brilliant strategies, yet it is unaware that it is courting its own destruction!"

After saying this, with his eyes glued to the somewhat ugly scroll, the Eastern Yi demon chief said, "Constant dripping wears away a stone. At least that idiot Chang Wanqing has made some progress; his skills have improved a little."

From the rampant spread of monsters to the entry of bare-chested painters into Baoxiang City, it has been at least two or three thousand years. The craft of making leather paintings has probably been improved many times. If it is not improved further, how can the weapon refiners of Nanjiang have the face to live in the world?
Wei Xi inwardly grumbled: "At least the Everlasting Tree is still alive and free. You, old man, are not only uncertain of your fate, but even if you are alive, you're barely clinging to life. Without possessing the slug's body, you probably wouldn't even be able to leave the Bone Reef Sea." Mimicking Qin Feng's sarcastic tone, Wei Xi sarcastically remarked, "Yes, yes, yes, your abilities are greater than the heavens! That's why you were betrayed by Lue Xi! Our Demon Chief is no match for you!"

“You won’t succeed by plundering the stream,” the Eastern Yi demon chief said enticingly. “Why do you keep following Chang Wanqing? If you were under my command, the Tanxian territory would be yours.”

Sowing discord was the first thought that popped into Wei Xi's mind; having ulterior motives was the next thought that followed.

If the leader of the Eastern Yi demons were a superior eager for talent and not immobilized, perhaps this passage would be somewhat tempting.

But now it has the image of a prisoner who is about to die, coupled with its bad record, making it difficult for normal people to trust it.

But Wei Xi thought more deeply. The Eastern Yi demon leader could easily have scolded him away, so why recruit an unknown subordinate of another demon leader?

"They probably have ulterior motives."

Having made his judgment, Wei Xi remained unmoved despite the Eastern Yi demon chieftain's eloquent words and attempts to coax and deceive him. He made several attempts to leave, but in reality, he was secretly observing the situation.

As time passed, the green moon overhead grew increasingly eerie, and the sky faintly glowed red. The incessantly chattering Dongyi demon chieftain looked both irritable and weary, yet he stubbornly maintained his spirits to recruit Wei Xi.

After careful observation, Wei Xi concluded that the Eastern Yi demon leader seemed likely to fall asleep at any moment, which explained his drowsy expression; and his irritability was most likely due to the increasingly strange sky.

Wei Xi guessed that the former was related to the vines binding its limbs; the latter was not hard to guess, it was definitely caused by the approaching Green Moon Tide.

"Luexi is indeed very thorough in his work," Wei Xi thought to himself. "These vines will probably draw power from the Eastern Yi demon chief and force it into a deep sleep."

"It seems that it needs this scroll to break free of the vines."

Thinking of this, Wei Xi's expression immediately changed, and he threatened while holding up the scroll: "Alright, stop acting! Answer whatever I ask, or I'll throw the scroll away."

"Are you threatening me with this utterly worthless thing?"

Wei Xi bluntly said, "It's not difficult to make another copy of this, but the Green Moon Tide has come early. Without it to help you escape, you can just wait to die here!"

The Dongyi demon chieftain, whose eyelids were half-closed, suddenly struggled to sit up. The leaking yin and yang energy pressed down on Wei Xi like a mountain, causing her to feel suffocated. Her knees buckled, and she staggered backward.

The vines on the rack suddenly tightened, and thousands of leaves quickly sprouted and grew. The victimized demon visibly weakened, and its outward-emitting yin and yang energy was forced to recede, giving Wei Xi a chance to catch his breath.

The Dongyi demon's head was riddled with holes by the hardened leaves, and pale blue blood flowed along the veins of the leaves as they gradually withered.

"Luexi. Knows what he's doing."

The Eastern Yi demon chieftain, who had been furious but was forced to stop, was like a spent arrow. Before he fainted, he was still muttering something.

Wei Xi heard it clearly: "Dare to touch Jingwei? Death awaits!"

Unfortunately, it was too late; Wei Xi's vision was already a blur of blood. (End of Chapter)