Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 478 Inheritance Acquired
The house was in complete disarray.

Xiao'e, her clothes disheveled, curled up in a corner, sobbing. Lu Dingkui, his mouth stuffed with rags, struggled and whimpered incessantly.

Lu Yifei's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling, as he stared intently at Zhang Luo, who had a smug look on his face.

"If I hand over the Giant Spirit Divine Skill, you'll let us go?"

"Of course!"

Zhang Luo spoke:
"I understand the principle that 'a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' Since I possess this kind of inheritance, I should naturally hide in a place where no one knows me and cultivate it properly until I have mastered the divine skill before emerging from the mountains."

“My master has taught me for so many years, and I am still grateful for his kindness. I don’t want to go too far.”

"Heh..." Lu Yifei gave a disdainful sneer, then gritted his teeth and spoke in a muffled voice:
"In the package we prepared, there is a golden token, and the cultivation technique is inside."

Oh!
Zhang Luo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out his package and searched through it.

Lu Dingkui, standing to the side, looked on in despair. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

He knew it very well.

If they don't hand over the cultivation techniques, they still have a chance to live.

pay.

A dead end!
Lu Yifei was ultimately too young and naive, and he couldn't bear to see Xiao'e suffer.

"found it!"

Zhang Luo's ecstatic shout rang out as he held up the golden token and asked:

"where?"

"There is a jade stone on it that you can press. Press it down and you will see the inheritance of the cultivation technique."

"Oh!"

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Luo didn't press the switch. Instead, he placed the coin aside and flicked it out with his strength.

"Crack!"

The token opened to both sides.

"puff!"

A cloud of black mist spewed out, enveloping an area of ​​about a meter in diameter, and the table and desk melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

poison!
Moreover, it is a poison that corrodes everything.

If someone were to press the switch with the token in hand, the consequences would be predictable.

"Tsk tsk..."

Zhang Luo slowly turned around, looking at Lu Yifei, whose face was deathly pale, a sinister look appearing on his face:
"Junior brother, what a vicious mind you have. I underestimated you."

"Peng!"

He darted forward and, filled with rage, kicked out. The immense force sent Lu Yifei spitting blood and rolling on the ground more than a dozen times before finally stopping.

"Woooo..."

Lu Dingkui's eyes were wide open as he struggled desperately.

"Pooh!"

"court death!"

Looking at the dying Lu Yifei, Zhang Luo spat and then carefully approached the token.

At this moment, the token revealed its true form, which turned out to be a palm-sized jade slip covered with inscriptions.

"The magic power of the giant spirit!"

Looking at the four large characters at the beginning of the jade slip, Zhang Luo's voice trembled, and his face showed undisguised excitement:
"A third-grade inheritance..."

"Oh!"

A familiar voice sounded behind him:

"The complete Giant Spirit Divine Skill?"

Ok?
Zhang Luo's hair stood on end, his skin tensed instantly, and he swung his arm like an axe, hacking fiercely behind him.

Dragon and Elephant Strength!
Open the mountain!
"Peng!"

He felt as if his attack had landed on a piece of hard steel, and the recoil alone made his hand bones ache.

"Zhu Ju?"

Zhang Luo's eyes widened and he roared:
"Big Brother, Second Brother, hurry up and do it!"

Upon hearing this, the two people behind him exchanged a glance, then silently pounced forward, their ten fingers extending sharp claws.

"Half-demon?"

Zhu Ju raised his eyebrows slightly, remained still, and slowly raised his hands.

In an instant, violent blood and energy condensed in his palms, his palms became bloodshot and red, and his fingers became thick and powerful.

Give it a tap.

A sudden gust of wind arose from the flat ground.

"boom!"

The two figures flew backwards, losing their lives before even landing.

"impossible!"

Zhang Luo, who was about to pounce, looked surprised.

Although Ah Da and Ah Er cannot practice martial arts due to their bloodline, as half-demons whose demon bloodline has manifested, their physiques are naturally stronger than humans, and are in no way inferior to ninth-rank martial artists.

Even if the two of them joined forces, he wasn't entirely confident of victory.

And he.

He's already at the lower eighth rank!
Zhu Ju has only been practicing martial arts for three years, and it is said that he has just achieved the eighth rank. How could his strength be so terrifying?
Lower Eighth Rank?
It's probably fair to say he's at least an eighth-rank official.

The thought didn't stop Zhu Ju from moving; he swayed and was already close in.

His not-so-robust body seemed like a towering mountain at this moment, and the overwhelming pressure made it hard to breathe.

"Peng!"

Zhang Luo felt a sharp pain in his neck and then fainted.

"I arranged to meet with Master Lu before I leave, and he'd also like to mail a letter for me," Zhu Ju said calmly, clapping his hands lightly.

"Now that it's all arranged, how can Master Lu leave without saying goodbye?"

"really."

He turned around and spoke slowly:
“This man has ulterior motives; Zhu arrived just in time.”

Lu Dingkui's eyes flickered, and a look of gratitude appeared on his face. He responded with a soft "uh-uh".

"puff!"

"Bah!"

After Zhu Ju took the rag out of his mouth, he spat it out several times.

"Young Master Zhu, thank you very much."

"polite."

Zhu Ju waved his hand.

"Young Master Zhu..." The girl lying on the ground rose shakily, tears streaming down her face, and spoke:
"Thank you."

"You must be Xiao'e." Zhu Ju nodded.
"I've heard Lu Yifei mention him before. He really is pitiful to look at. This kid is quite lucky."

"Let me first untie Master Lu's restraints."

talking.

He turned around to untie the ropes binding Lu Dingkui.

Behind him, Xiao'e stepped forward, pretending to help, but suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand.

"careful!"

"Ding……"

The dagger pierced Zhu Ju's back near his heart, tearing his clothes, but the sound of metal clashing rang out.

"Peng!"

Zhu Ju suddenly turned around, unleashing his inner energy, and the violent force sent Xiao'e flying.

"Next time, remember to aim for the back of the neck."

He touched his clothes and said expressionlessly:
“I am wearing protective soft armor.”

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There was dead silence in the room.

There is a corpse.

Zhang Luo is unconscious.

There were also girls sobbing softly, looking pitiful.

The Lu father and son had grim expressions.

Even Lu Yifei, after experiencing this life-or-death ordeal, now looked at the girl with murderous intent in his eyes.

"The magic power of the giant spirit!"

Zhu Ju held the jade slip, smiled faintly, and placed it on the table:

"As expected of the Shenxiao Sect's heritage, it is truly extraordinary, but unfortunately... it may not be suitable for me."

"Huh?" Lu Dingkui was taken aback:
"What do you mean by that, Young Master Zhu?"

"I've heard Miss Zhou mention that the more extraordinary the method, the more difficult it is to cultivate," Zhu Ju began.
"The third-grade inheritance has profound and mysterious techniques. Without the guidance of a master, it is difficult to even get started, let alone master them."

“Master Lu has a good talent for martial arts and has a third-grade inheritance, but his cultivation is only at the middle of the eighth grade. It seems that he went astray in the Giant Spirit Divine Skill. If he had cultivated other skills, he might have already advanced to the seventh grade.”

Lu Dingkui's expression changed.

"Snapped!"

Lu Yifei clapped his hands, his face showing annoyance:

"The reason I've found cultivating the Giant Spirit Divine Art so difficult is because I don't understand the true meaning of many of the incantations. I've only been able to cultivate blindly. Over the years, I've consumed so much demonic flesh and blood, yet I'm still only a ninth-rank martial artist..."

"Ugh!"

"Young Master Zhu is indeed a sensible man."

For ordinary people, a third-grade martial arts technique not only means danger, but also makes it very difficult to master.

It can be called tasteless.

Lu Dingkui understood this path, but who could resist the urge to abandon a third-grade cultivation technique?

"These days are different."

Zhu Ju laughed and said:

"Once you two go to Shenjing, there will be no shortage of top experts there, and third-grade inheritances are not uncommon. You should be able to get guidance from a master there."

"Yes."

Lu Dingkui nodded and sighed softly:
"I also have this plan, but I don't see things as clearly as Young Master Zhu. I've lived so many years in vain."

"Mr. Zhu..."

"You may copy the Giant Spirit Divine Skill. I also have the Lu family's insights accumulated over many years."

"Thank you." Zhu Ju bowed.
"It would be impolite of me to refuse."

"Of course," Lu Dingkui waved his hand.

"If it weren't for Young Master Zhu's intervention, my father and I would have perished long ago, and our martial arts techniques would have fallen into the hands of villains."

"Yifei".

"The child is here!"

"Take these two away." His voice hardened as he glanced at the weeping Xiao'e and the unconscious Zhang Luo.
"killed!"

“…” Lu Yifei narrowed his eyes, then nodded firmly:
"Yes!"

After being interrogated, he understood.

Xiao'e had already been taken by Zhang Luo, and even getting close to him was at Zhang Luo's behest.

The purpose was also the Giant Spirit Divine Skill.

(End of this chapter)