Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 450 Let's Make Friends. (Second Update!)

Taoist companion?

Yan Dong listened without changing his expression, but Xue Shuangzi was clearly taken aback for a moment.

But soon, Xue Shuangzi realized that Zheng Que probably didn't know that he was impersonating Gao Yinxia of the Heavenly Artifact Sect. He was definitely lying to the human cultivator opposite him!

Seeing that no crisis had arisen after he had spoken, Zheng Que felt reassured.

He definitely couldn't talk about the underworld.

His answer was to use his own "law" to resist the "law" within this "weirdness".

So far, the results seem pretty good.

At the same moment, seeing that Zheng Que was unharmed, Yan Dong nodded slightly and said, "This method of enslaving 'evil spirits' is truly a unique approach..."

"Next, if I have the opportunity, I will also give it a try."

"As for the question you just asked, I'm not sure how to answer it, so I'll tell you another clue..."

"When you entered this place, there weren't eleven people, but twelve people like me!"

"The [Rouge Demon] beside you can also be considered a 'person'!"

Count as "people"?
What do you mean?
Zheng Que frowned slightly; Yan Dong seemed to have something hidden in his words!

Just then, Yan Dong continued, "You used your [Concealment Technique] very well."

"My next question is about your specific cultivation level."

Zheng Que snapped out of his daze and immediately replied, "My cultivation level is at the early stage of Foundation Establishment."

"As for strength, I have several ghost servants at the fourth level of the [Scissors Prison], but those ghost servants did not bring this 'strange' into them."

"My true strength is not much different from those ghost servants at the fourth level of the [Scissors Prison]."

Early stage of foundation building?

The Rouge Demon enslaved the seven layers of the Scissors Prison?
Is this [Rouge Demon] really that easy to fool?

Yan Dong looked at Zheng Que with some doubt. This Zheng Que was not a peerless handsome man. Moreover, the aesthetics of ghosts are not the same as those of living people. What exactly did this [Rouge Demon] see in Zheng Que?
In a flash, he regained his composure.

Being able to fight against a ghost at the fourth level of the [Scissors Prison], Zheng Que's strength should also be at the Earth Rank Foundation Establishment level, and he must possess quite a few magical artifacts.

Just as he was pondering this, Zheng Que asked, "Did you find anything in this pharmacy just now, fellow Daoist?"

Yan Dong shook his head upon hearing this, glanced at Xue Shuangzi, and then said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Zheng, you have no more information to exchange with me."

"The deal is over."

"Or perhaps, I will tell you the answer to this question next time you come to this pharmacy."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que was immediately puzzled and asked uncertainly, "Does Fellow Daoist mean that you did indeed find some clues in this pharmacy?"

"However, you do not intend to trade with me now, but rather require me to leave this pharmacy first and then re-enter before you can tell me?"

Yan Dong nodded slightly. Although this was a bit hasty, he certainly wouldn't refuse if Zheng Que really did it this way.

Thinking of this, he said directly, "Yes!"

Zheng Que frowned, then suddenly reached into his storage bag and took out a soul-summoning banner. Before the soft banner could even be moved, a chilling, eerie wind swirled and blew, filling the entire pharmacy with a low, howling sound. He stared at Yan Dong's face, his voice cold and hard: "Fellow Daoist Yan, you've made a mistake."

"I have a lot of information here that I can exchange with you, fellow Daoist."

"For example, what did I eat last night? How many hours did I cultivate? How many insects did I step on and kill..."

"Fellow Daoist, if you refuse to trade with me now, then you are looking down on me!"

"How about this, fellow Daoist, tell me everything you know about this 'strange thing' now, and I will naturally forgive your offense."

"Everyone can make friends."

"Otherwise, I also have some knowledge of the soul-searching technique..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Shuangzi, who was standing next to Zheng Que, also revealed a ferocious expression. Her beautiful face was filled with murderous intent, and black smoke swirled around her, as if she wanted to devour someone. Her eyes were like swords, staring straight at Yan Dong, her gaze sweeping back and forth over his vital points without any attempt to avoid looking, as if she was considering where to start her attack.

Seeing that this mere candidate from Qingrao Prefecture dared to threaten him first, Yan Dong was clearly taken aback, but soon he laughed and clapped his hands, saying, "A mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator, with low cultivation, yet you have quite the nerve!"

"However, let alone asking me to tell you everything I know."

"You'll forget even the things I just mentioned very quickly."

"Why bother with all that?"

As he spoke, Yan Dong's aura suddenly erupted, releasing his late-stage Foundation Establishment energy without reservation. However, at this moment, the true essence of this candidate from Yinshan Prefecture was mixed with a great deal of Yin energy. In Zheng Que's vision, his entire body was shrouded in a mottled halo, no longer as pure and lively as when he was seen on the snow mountain.

The next moment, Yan Dong did not hesitate at all and directly struck Zheng Que with a palm.

This palm strike was unremarkable, yet it contained immense pressure; even before it landed, its aura was already pressing in.

Zheng Que calmly watched this scene, his expression unchanged. He raised his palm and pointed a finger at Yan Dong's face.

The condensed black energy suddenly erupted and collided with the descending palm force in the blink of an eye.

boom! ! !
The palm strike shattered into dust in an instant, and the wisp of black energy that Zheng Que had shot out also dimmed a bit, but it still continued to shoot towards Yan Dong along its original trajectory.

At the same time, Xue Shuangzi flashed and appeared behind Yan Dong. She extended her long, razor-sharp armor from both hands, which resembled ten steel knives, and fiercely grabbed at Yan Dong's back.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Que was able to block his attack. Yan Dong was slightly surprised and hurriedly took out a small target mirror with copper rust spots.

clang!
The small target mirror emitted a clear and melodious cry, successfully blocking the black energy that Zheng Que shot towards it. At the same moment, Yan Dong's figure flashed like a ghost, narrowly avoiding Xue Shuangzi's attack.

However, before Yan Dong could catch his breath, Zheng Que had already used the [Phantom Escape Technique] to suddenly appear beside him and grab the wrist of the other party who was holding the small target mirror.

In an instant, nine blood-red skulls, shrouded in malevolent energy, flew towards Yan Dong from all directions, sealing off all possibilities.

Bang!
At this critical moment, a terrifying force suddenly surged through Yan Dong's arm, barely managing to shake off Zheng Que's grip.

As soon as he regained his freedom, he immediately slipped behind the small door.

Whoosh...

The nine blood-red skulls chased to the small door, then stopped abruptly, hovering motionless in mid-air, as if they had lost their target.

Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately chased after him behind the small door, while instructing Xue Shuangzi, "He has been hit by my [Flowing Cloud Guidance], he can't escape!"

"You stay here and guard the exit!"

(End of this chapter)