Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 352 "Elder"

No, there are too many of them. In the current situation, without spiritual power, they will be clumsy and unable to use their martial arts skills effectively once they get close.

After several attempts, Pei Xia had to spread her body again.

I need to think of a way to keep them from getting close. If only I had a long weapon right now…

Jiang Shu and Feng Yao on both sides were also suffering repeated defeats.

Although these white devils were swift and powerful, they could normally hold their own against four or five of these two copper-clad men.

The problem is that there are just too many of them right now, and both Feng Yao and Jiang Shu were already injured.

Back to back, surrounded by white ghosts, Jiang Shu asked sharply, "What do we do?"

Pei Xia glanced at Feng Yao, who was leaning closer to her, and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind.

"Get away from me!" Pei Xia hissed.

Jiang Shu was confused and could only step back to the side for the time being.

Then a dozen or so white ghosts pounced on Pei Xia.

Pei Xia suddenly looked down, bent over, and grabbed Feng Yao's ankle.

The girl's lotus feet were exquisite, and her ankles were just the right size to be held in one hand.

Pei Xia said in a deep voice, "Activate your cultivation!"

Feng Yao understood immediately and used all the copper skin on his body.

Jiang Shu was shocked to see Pei Xia, carrying his senior sister, sweep her away with a single horizontal motion, sending several white ghosts rushing towards him flying amidst the clanging of bronze!

Feng Yao was held in Pei Xia's hand, as thick as a young girl's club. With a series of ringing sounds like a bell, he actually managed to smash open a path to survival!
Pei Xia turned to Jiang Shu and shouted, "Let's go!"

Jiang Shu immediately snapped out of his daze, kicked away the two white ghosts beside him, and rushed towards the empty space.

Pei Xia followed closely behind, constantly wielding Feng Yao with wide, sweeping movements, creating an unapproachable barrier for strangers.

The woman from the Qi family was also stunned.

She had sensed something strange about Pei Xia when they fought in the courtyard earlier.

But I never expected it to be this strange!

Honestly, you look even more outrageous than I, this white devil!
She naturally wouldn't sit idly by and watch Pei Xia escape so easily. Just as she was about to step forward herself, she suddenly stopped.

From the far end of the town, a sound that was both strange and familiar reached her ears.

It feels unfamiliar because I haven't heard it in a long time.

And she was familiar with it because she knew what it represented.

That was the sound of horses' hooves.

Moreover, it wasn't something a few riders could produce; the sound of the arrows falling in unison like raindrops and booming like thunder... that was cavalry!

She looked away and glanced at the noble girl who had been left aside by Jiang Shu.

Forget it, since the person is still alive, let the loss of the pills be. We'll just leave it at that and not discuss it with the Li family later.

Left with no other choice, she could only watch as Pei Xia and the other two slipped away.

She waved her hand, signaling a white ghost to step forward and carry the beautifully dressed young woman back to the Qi residence. At the same time, she turned her head and looked towards the town beyond where smoke and dust were rising. She raised her hand to her lips and let out a long whistle.

More thin, hunched white figures slowly emerged from the shadows of the low earthen houses.

It wasn't just the hundred or so people at the wedding banquet; the number of white ghosts lurking throughout the town was far greater than expected.

Pei Xia, who had already gone far away, saw that indistinct scene and felt a little scared.

While Heng Sao Feng Yao looked imposing, his simple blunt weapon was no match for the white ghosts. Once surrounded, his situation would be dire.

Looking up into the distance, Pei Xia could see some smoke and dust, indicating that someone had attracted the attention of their opponents.

Even after leaving the town, Pei Xia didn't dare to slack off. Dragging the injured Jiang Shu, they ran eastward for several miles before stopping in a secluded grove of trees near the water. Jiang Shu sat down on the ground, panting, and slowly took off his shirt.

He had a half-finger-deep wound on his left chest and side waist. Fortunately, it was an external injury and not serious. He washed the wound with water and tore off his clothes to bandage it. It should be fine.

In contrast, Feng Yao was the one who truly suffered a severe blow.

It's one thing to have a long needle pierce through your chest, since it doesn't affect your movements, so just pretend it's nothing.

There were also more than ten wounds left from collisions with those white ghosts during the breakout, some large and some small, which were just flesh wounds to the brain worm.

The real problem is the broken bone.

Feng Yao is dead; no matter how carefully she is cared for, her broken bones will not heal.

Pei Xia looked at her severed arm, which swayed like a clock, and sighed with heartache. This was all for one-time use only.

Right now, all we can do is find something to hold her in place for now, so she can barely obey commands, but she certainly won't be able to use it freely anymore.

The losses on this trip make people even more concerned about the gains.

Pei Xia took out the brocade bags she had found, which contained some food, all of which were exquisite and of the highest quality, such as dried fruit and meat jerky. Unfortunately, there wasn't much of it, just enough to fill a few meals.

The key is still the three small jade bottles among them.

Pei Xia opened them one by one, pouring the pills onto the leaves. There were fifteen pills in total, yellow with green patterns, full of spiritual energy.

Pei Xia breathed a sigh of relief; it was indeed the Yangchun Pill.

These young men from Beishi City may not have particularly high cultivation levels, but the spiritual pills they carry with them are of extremely high quality.

Seeing this, even Jiang Shu's gaze became burning. The danger he had just faced and the injuries he had sustained seemed insignificant now.

Low-level recovery pills like the Spirit Nourishing Pill are extremely rare and sought-after even by low-level cultivators in Qin Prefecture.

The Yangchun Pill before us is an even more precious and rare treasure.

Pei Xia did not keep them all for herself; she gave seven to Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu hesitated for a moment and said, "Dealing with that Iron Bones and breaking through the encirclement are all your credit. I only carried people and haven't carried them out yet."

He suppressed his heartache and took out four and returned them to Pei Xia: "I'll take three."

Pei Xia glanced at him with some surprise.

In Qinzhou, many cultivators even resort to cannibalism for nutritional supplements, so someone like Jiang Shu is truly rare.

He didn't refuse and grabbed the pill back.

He raised his hand and swallowed a single pill directly into his stomach.

The elixir entered the body and quickly transformed into a rich spiritual energy, first flowing into the meridians and then, like rivers flowing into the sea, into the inner cauldron.

As a higher-level recovery pill, Yangchun Pill is quite effective even for cultivators at the Opening Mansion Realm.

Unfortunately, compared to Pei Xia's inner cauldron, the spiritual power brought by this pill is only a drop in the ocean, which is why Pei Xia often doesn't need these pills.

Just as Pei Xia had guessed, the mysterious dissipation began again as spiritual energy flowed into the inner cauldron.

Fortunately, compared to the Nourishing Spirit Pill, the Spring Sun Pill does provide a much richer amount of spiritual energy. Judging from the rate of consumption in the inner cauldron, it should be able to support Pei Xia for about ten breaths.

This led him to another speculation.

Ten breaths is definitely not enough for an ordinary cultivator to fight someone.

Judging from the number of pills Zhao Beishi and his group carried, they couldn't possibly have thought that the time it takes to drink a cup of tea would be enough for them to roam freely in Qinzhou.

Could it be that the consumption of spiritual energy varies from person to person... the more spiritual energy a person has, the faster it is consumed?
Without a reference, Pei Xia was unable to verify it.

In short, we should focus on doing the most important things first.

Reaching out, he brushed his hand across the jade pendant at his waist. After a few breaths, he was finally able to let Pei Xia choose smoothly this time.

(End of this chapter)