My Fairy Raising Game

"rest assured."

A cold smile crept across Yan Hua's lips, his voice growing even calmer: "I've been prepared for this for a long time. This top-grade magic weapon flying sword will definitely satisfy you."

"That's good."

"However, it is best to keep this transaction discreet. Tonight at midnight, at White Bird Ridge, not far from Qionglao Mountain, I will be waiting for Senior Brother Shen."

Yan Hua left behind a message and then cut off all contact.

"White Bird Ridge..."

Shen Yu put down the communication jade talisman and muttered to himself, "You've certainly found yourself a good burial plot."

The fact that the other party deliberately did not show himself was not unexpected. After all, Yan Hua came here to kill someone, so he would definitely choose to keep a low profile and not make a scene that everyone would know.

Fortunately, this is exactly what Shen Yu hoped for.

Then, Shen Yu took out the communication bell again and contacted Yuan Xuejiao.

"What are your orders, young master?"

"You just stay where you are and wait for me. After we meet up, we'll go to Whitebird Ridge together, and then..."

......

Night, midnight.

White Bird Ridge.

creak- creak-

Shen Yu walked through the forest, his expression calm and composed. His footsteps made a slight noise as he stepped on the fallen leaves and weeds.

Although the night was deep, for a cultivator like him, he only needed to cultivate a minor spell called "Spiritual Eye Technique" and consume a little true energy to be able to see in the dark.

Gaaaaaaah~~~

Occasionally, an unknown owl would let out a mournful cry, sending chills down one's spine.

After walking for a short while, Shen Yu stopped and looked to his right.

Not far in front of him stood a young monk.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, tall and thin, with thick, dark eyebrows.

It was Yan Hua!

"Senior Brother Shen, how have you been?"

Upon seeing Shen Yu, Yan Hua seemed to have given up on pretending and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Where is what I asked for?"

Shen Yu was too lazy to waste words with him.

"The thing is here."

Yan Hua patted his storage bag and took out a flying sword.

The flying sword had a clear, bright blade, a sharp white edge, and a chilling aura. Under the moonlight, some fine, intricate patterns of protective seals could be faintly seen on it.

"This sword is named Autumn Water, a water-attribute magic weapon with thirty-nine restrictions. It's more than enough to exchange for your Crimson Sun Thunder Token."

As he spoke, Yan Hua looked at Shen Yu and smiled without saying a word.

Shen Yu naturally understood what the other party meant, and also took out his Crimson Sun Thunder Token, shaking it in his hand.

"The Crimson Sun Thunder Token is right here."

Upon seeing the item in Shen Yu's hand, Yan Hua chuckled and slowly stroked the blade: "Not bad, it's just a bit of a pity to trade this sword for your Crimson Sun Thunder Token."

"Really? I don't think it's a pity."

Shen Yu said calmly, "Because you should pity yourself more. You're perfectly fine, so why did you have to court death?!"

Before he finished speaking, streaks of crystalline blade light hovered around him, emanating a chilling aura, before transforming into streams of light that slashed toward Yan Hua.

Whoosh whoosh!Whoosh whoosh!

Shen Yu made his move decisively and resolutely, going all out from the start.

"you......"

After the Ice Soul Blade light flew out, Yan Hua finally reacted. He found it hard to believe that Shen Yu would actually make the first move.

"Damn it!"

Even though he reacted, he was already a step too slow. Yan Hua could only roar angrily, and a dark green light appeared above his head, condensing into a crocodile with dark green scales and white claws and teeth that was more than ten feet long.

This is the mid-grade divine power he cultivated, "Beast Spirit Technique," which uses the soul and essence of a green-scaled crocodile as its foundation, refining it into a demon spirit. In critical moments, it can transform into a crocodile to tear apart enemies.

However, before the demonic crocodile could fully take shape, it was easily cleaved into several pieces by Shen Yu's Ice Soul Yuan Blade, and then collapsed.

One of the blades, its momentum undiminished, hurtled straight towards Yan Hua.

puff-

Yan Hua couldn't dodge in time; a flash of light and the blade severed one of his arms.

Before the wound could bleed, the icy air had already frozen it and spread, the chilling frost freezing half of his body into a block of ice.

"Senior, save me!"

Yan Hua's face turned ashen from the cold, his expression filled with panic and horror. He turned and tried to flee.

However, he is now seriously injured and his movements are restricted, so how can he escape Shen Yu's "Ice Soul Yuan Blade"?

The reason why Jade Toad Palace values ​​disciples who have mastered superior divine abilities is that they are very talented and have great comprehension, and they have a good chance of forming a Golden Core in the future!

Such disciples are practically guaranteed to be promoted to inner disciples.

Moreover, the power of a superior-grade divine ability is naturally far beyond what Yan Hua's mere mid-grade divine ability can compare to.

This is also why he collapsed so quickly.

"stop!"

Just then, a reprimanding voice came from not far away.

However, Shen Yu ignored him and raised his hand to unleash a beam of ice-souled light, severing Yan Hua's head.

Shen Yu's fellow disciple, the headless corpse, swayed and then fell to the ground.

"Senior... so this person isn't Xu Ji."

Thinking about Yan Hua's address earlier, Shen Yu turned around and looked at a figure that appeared not far away.

This man was dressed in black all his life, and was tall. He had a somewhat honest face, but a long scar running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth added a touch of ferocity to it.

A faint layer of dark gray demonic energy permeated his body, making him appear like a demon, giving off a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Boy, why didn't you listen when I told you to stop?"

The man in black first glanced at Yan Hua's corpse on the ground, his face showing no emotion, then looked at Shen Yu, his tone cold and arrogant, as if it were only natural for Shen Yu to obey his orders.

As they spoke, large bulges began to rise from the ground around them, and one "living person" after another emerged from the ground.

These "people" were dressed in tattered clothes, reeking of a strong stench of decay, and walked with a staggering, unsteady gait.

Some had missing limbs and rotting flesh.

Others were emaciated and covered in black hair.

These are clearly zombies and walking corpses!

"You think you're worthy to order me around?"

Shen Yu's expression was indifferent.

As he spoke, he glanced at the swaying corpses that were surrounding him and sneered, "Corpse-driving technique... No wonder Yan Hua was against me. It turns out he had already colluded with the demonic villains. This man truly deserved to die!"

"Hahaha... kid, you've got guts!"

The man in black laughed loudly: "In this respect, you're just like your deadbeat father."

"Oh, you know my dad?"

Shen Yu's eyes flashed.

"I witnessed Black Bone Master killing your parents back then; how could I not recognize him?"

The middle-aged man in black sneered, "It's a pity that while your parents are bold, their skills are rather mediocre. As for you, don't worry, I'll send you to meet your dead parents later. Remember, my name is Qin Ou, Qin Ou of Yinfeng Temple. Don't forget me when you meet the King of Hell."

At the same time, the zombies around him seemed to receive some kind of command and quickly surrounded Shen Yu, almost engulfing him.

A dark gray mist began to spread from all directions. This mist was a mixture of the corpse energy and death energy of the horde of corpses, emitting a strong, nauseating stench.