Minglong

Chapter 245 Really? (Revised)

Huhu~
The towering flames continued to shine in the mountains and fields, but they gradually faded into the distance.

Inside the cramped tree hollow, Xie Jinhuan used pills to quickly recuperate, only to discover that Lü Yan had searched in the wrong direction, causing him a slight sense of unease.

Even though Lü Yan is in the sky, he would likely still be discovered if he showed himself at this distance. But at a distance of more than 20 miles, there is a chance of him running away quietly. However, if he waits until Lü Yan comes back, he will have no chance of escaping.

Bu Yuehua leaned against his chest, resting for a while to alleviate her mental and physical fatigue. The external wound on her chest also felt less painful and the bleeding stopped under the influence of the medication. At this moment, she gazed calmly at the firelight outside the window and thought for a moment before saying:
"How about we split up and run? I'll flee south as fast as I can, and you can run after Lü Yan catches up?"

"Nonsense."

Xie Jinhuan knew this method would allow him to escape danger, but given Bu Yuehua's cultivation level, she would inevitably be caught. He patted the person next to him on the shoulder to signal him not to rush, and then looked at the ghost wife.

The tree hollow was too small, so Ye Hongshang didn't appear in person, but whispered in his ear:

“It seems that Lü Yan was seriously injured at the Vermilion Bird Mausoleum. He was very restrained in using fire magic. Otherwise, with his level of skill, burning down these dozens of miles of forest would only take a few fire spells. He would have had a chance to win.”

Xie Jinhuan knew that Lü Yan was surrounded and attacked by two top-grade martial artists and could not possibly be unharmed. However, Bu Yuehua's soul was also injured and he could not sustain a long battle. He could not shake Lü Yan by himself. So he looked at him with his eyes and asked how to fight.

Ye Hongshang responded in her ear: "Her soul was injured, but her body only suffered some superficial injuries, nothing serious. Sister is possessed by a ghost, teach her how to fight."

Xie Jinhuan blinked and thought it made sense. Fairy Bu's soul was weak, but Ghost Wife was not. The two combined would be close to full strength. With Ghost Wife's extraordinary driving skills, they could take Bu Yuehua to beat up Xiao Lü Yan. Even if they couldn't beat him, they should be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Xie Jinhuan leaned close to the ear of the person in his arms:

“Now that things have come to this, I can’t hide anymore. My master once taught me a ‘divine invocation’ technique, which can allow the ancestral master to possess me. I’ll try it on you.”

"Ok?"

Bu Yuehua was somewhat puzzled and was about to ask about some kind of invocation technique when she noticed that the butterfly hair clip behind her head had been removed, and she heard the voice of a shaman performing a ritual:

"A censer of incense is hastily lit in the ancestral hall, its fragrance carrying a message to all directions: a summons has come today, and venerable immortals are urgently requested to descend upon the hall..."

As the words entered her ears, Bu Yuehua felt dizzy. Then, it was as if a god possessed her. Through the tree hole, she saw the five elements of energy drifting outside, as well as a red-glowing fire in the far distance, which looked like a blazing sun hanging above the mountains!
Without using any divine soul power, Bu Yuehua discovered that her perception had directly 'leveled up,' and that a vast amount of divine soul power was hidden within her body, even showing signs of becoming uncontrollable and taking over. Her peach blossom eyes were taken aback:
"What kind of god did you summon? How domineering..."

Xie Jinhuan was not surprised by this, and reminded him:
"Don't act on your own later. Just follow your heart, and we'll definitely win."

Bu Yuehua was still trying to figure out what kind of divine technique this was, but looking at the cold, handsome face so close to hers, the following thought suddenly popped into her mind:

This battle is extremely dangerous; if they are defeated, they will be buried together...

All the opportunities I've had are thanks to this child. And this journey was only possible because I wanted to avenge my father's death, which led him to this desperate situation...

Now that the two are prepared to fight to the death, how could I not do something...?

……

Bu Yuehua didn't know why she had these thoughts, but they seemed to make some sense. She was pondering how to express them when an impulse welled up inside her. Looking at the face so close to hers, she inexplicably blurted out:

"You be careful too. If we make it out of here alive today, I'll let you kiss me..."

As soon as she spoke, Bu Yuehua realized it was inappropriate and quickly closed her red lips, but it was too late. Her eyes widened and her face visibly turned red.

Xie Jinhuan stared at his serene junior master's wife, who was so close to him, and was also taken aback. At first, he thought that Fairy Bu had lost her composure in the face of danger, but he quickly realized that it might be the ghost wife instigating him. To confirm, he replied:
"really?"

"?!"

The people of Buyue were all stunned, thinking to themselves:

Am I out of my mind?!
If you're going to offer any encouragement, at least say a few words of encouragement. How could you say such outrageous things? This is Wanyi and that lewd Taoist nun's man; isn't this like incest and stealing someone else's partner?

But the words had already been spoken, and judging from the child's expression, he seemed quite flattered...

Bu Yuehua wanted to take back her words, but they were both in a desperate situation. She had talked nonsense to motivate the children, and then immediately poured cold water on their enthusiasm. Wasn't that just messing things up?

But if I don't take back that nonsense, I'll actually get out alive...

That's a good thing; it's better than dying here...

Bu Yuehua felt as if she had lost her mind, but after a moment, she still managed to put on the demeanor of a gentle and refined master's wife:
"Let's get out of here first. What should we do next?"

Xie Jinhuan found this somewhat amusing, but the situation was not so funny. He turned to look outside and said, "Lu Yan is not at his peak either. Let's join forces and try to deal with him. If we can't win, we'll run away."

Bu Yuehua felt that even if they were injured, the two of them wouldn't be able to break the deadlock. Just as she was pondering how to fight, she seemed to have divine assistance and came up with a solution:
Using incantations to disrupt the power of heaven and earth, thus resisting fire magic, and then launching a close-range attack...

But I don't know this kind of magic...

Oh, doing this first and then that will disrupt the fire magic...

?

Bu Yuehua felt as if she were possessed by a patriarch, not only able to see the whole situation but also able to come up with many brilliant countermeasures based on the current information and resources. She felt a surge of confidence and quickly slid out of the tree hole...
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Huhu~
The raging fire spread through the wind and snow, turning vast areas of mountains and even Jianchuan into a sea of ​​crimson flames.

Lu Yan's Taoist robe fluttered in the wind as he scanned every inch of land swept by the wildfire, paying attention to every rustle of wind and grass in the surrounding world. After searching for a long time, he heard a faint sound coming from a very far distance behind him.

Lu Yan immediately turned around and saw two figures appear in the snowy mountains and forests. He immediately used the Ten Thousand Mile Divine Travel Spell to try to give chase, but halfway there he found that the two had not escaped.

Among them was the cunning brat who made him grit his teeth. He held a nine-foot-long dragon-sounding spear, pointing it diagonally at the snow. His cloak billowed in the strong wind behind him. His cold spring eyes gazed at this place through the wind and snow and the firelight. His demeanor was like that of a spear god from the north, looking at a yellow-haired old man with bared teeth and claws.

The woman in blue beside him exuded an aura that reached five meters high. Even through the swirling snow, one could sense the disdain in her eyes. Coupled with the crimson bloodstains on her dress, she looked like a blood-soaked female warrior who had just emerged from a blood-fire inferno!
? !
Although Lü Yan gritted his teeth at this cunning brat, he had never underestimated the boy's strength. Seeing that the boy dared to turn back and attack, he abruptly stopped mid-air, then drifted slowly towards Jianchuan with the wind, speaking from afar:
"You have quite the audacity. Are you planning to make up another excuse to lure me away elsewhere, or are you going to use one tiger to devour another wolf, bringing along another bunch of scoundrels to block my path to survival?"

Xie Jinhuan stood amidst the pristine white snow, gun in hand, gazing at the approaching figure:

“A sorcerer has set a trap to kill me. I came here to investigate the sorcerer, and Li Huaichuan ambushed and killed me, which is why I died at his hands. Elder Lü arrived shortly after, and he must have also fallen for the trap of using one tiger to devour another. If Elder Lü believes me, we can still talk. If he does not believe me, I will not entrust my safety to others. If Elder Lü insists on blocking me, I will bear the consequences of my actions.”

Lu Yan's trip was based on information provided by his senior brother, the sect leader, who hadn't instructed him to do anything. It was only because Xie Jinhuan had gotten into a conflict that he was summoned. Hearing this, he sneered.
"You, a man from the Southern Dynasty, killed the sect leader in the back garden of the Lishan Sword Pavilion. I was patrolling Lizhou City for demons and monsters when I was drawn here by the noise. And now you're saying that Li Huaichuan was driven by a demon to ambush you in his own home, and that I was also driven by a demon to devour him?"

Xie Jinhuan raised his spear, pointing it at Lü Yan who was flying through the air:
“There must be something fishy going on. There are countless heroes in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but you arrived at such a timely time. There must be something wrong behind you. I have already warned you. Whether you do not believe me, pretend not to know, or want to take this opportunity to settle personal scores, I will not be surprised. If you want to seek your own death, I will not stop you.”

woohoo...

Blizzards raged through the mountains and fields, and wildfires turned the land into daylight, yet also plunged it into a tense and deathly silence.

Lü Yan felt that given Xie Jinhuan's style of doing things, it was impossible for him to just suddenly appear and throw his life away.

Despite his injuries, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse.

With Xie Jinhuan's level of skill, he couldn't withstand even a casual strike from him, and the same was true for the super-grade poison sorcerer next to him.

He simply couldn't understand what this boy could possibly have that would lead him to his own demise!

So this guy is just bluffing; he can't really escape. He's trying to scare him into not making a move with this empty city tactic...

Lu Yan had already suffered two or three losses, so he wouldn't mind doing it again. He was stubborn and suddenly accelerated towards the mountains, forming fire hand seals along the way.

"Bing Ding Ying Huo..."

As the imperial edict blazed with a blinding red light, a wave of heat immediately swept across the sky, and the falling snowflakes instantly turned into rain and dew, which then rose into white mist before even touching the ground.

Xie Jinhuan was still half a mile away when he felt the heat wave hitting him. If this fire spell came down, without the Yin-Yang Ruler, there was no way he could catch it with anything. He couldn't help but glance at his fused wife next to him.

Standing on the open wilderness, free from the constraints of heaven and earth, Bu Yuehua finally understood the level of cultivation of the second-in-command of the Northern Zhou Daoist sect. Normally, it would be impossible for her to know how to defend herself, but at this moment, it was as if the patriarch had possessed her, her energy channels began to circulate on their own, and deep within her soul, a low murmur, like that of a goddess reaching the heavens, resounded:
"The Crimson Edict..."

Bu Yuehua wasn't sure if the voice was an illusion or real, but she sensed something in the darkness. She immediately formed hand seals, channeling her Yin energy throughout her body in an unexpected manner, following the voice in her mind. Her red lips parted slightly:
"The Crimson Edict, the Five Elders seal the Mysterious Realm, Heaven and Earth return to stillness, all Qi condenses into the abyss, immortals and demons alike revere it, the Holy Decree is proclaimed, Heaven and Earth respond in unison, the incantation is eternally transmitted..."

The ethereal incantation was uttered, its sound not loud but echoing throughout the entire world. Even He Can and others, dozens of miles away, could faintly hear this goddess's low chanting, which seemed to be completely fabricated and of an uncertain school.

Lu Yan paused, still wondering what kind of deity 'Red Sorrow' was, but he was soon astonished to find that there seemed to be a deity from beyond the heavens who had opened his eyes in the depths of the Nine Netherworld!

Then a mysterious power, seemingly originating from the ancient primordial era, descended upon this land where snow and fire intertwined.

The raging fires and snowstorms that were originally raging in the mountains and fields suddenly became chaotic, as if winds from all directions were blowing at the same time, turning the surrounding area into turbulent currents whose trajectory was difficult to discern.

Lu Yan couldn't figure out the intricacies behind the incantation, but he could clearly feel that the power of heaven and earth, which was originally easy to control and follow, had suddenly turned into a chaotic state, as if it were suspended in a whirlpool. Even if he didn't move, he would be unable to stop himself from drifting and spinning with the current, and he couldn't judge the trajectory at all.

Sensing something was wrong, Lü Yan quickly changed his landing position to a solid ground position, a look of astonishment in his eyes:
"What kind of spell is this?!"

(End of this chapter)