Mortal: I have a Spirit Gathering Cauldron

Three auras, one in front and two behind.

The aura ahead seemed somewhat familiar, carrying a faint sense of coldness, but at this moment, that coldness was mixed with a trace of disorder, as if it was trying its best to suppress something.

Two strange and alluring auras followed closely from the left and right.

Lin Feng, draped in a spirit-concealing veil, cautiously peeked out of the cave and hid behind a rock, observing quietly from the shadows.

On the horizon, the streaks of light hurtling towards them grew ever closer.

The streak of light ahead was blue and very fast, but its flight path was somewhat erratic, swaying left and right as if it were struggling to stay afloat.

The figure in the blue light had her skirt and sleeves fluttering in the wind, but they were somewhat torn, and dark red bloodstains could be vaguely seen on them.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

Nie Ying.

The light that followed was a pink glow, faintly emitting a clear chirping sound, and two figures were enveloped within the glow.

A strikingly handsome man, dressed in a pink Taoist robe, with a bewitching face and a lewd smile on his lips, was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

The other was a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, with a gloomy face and cold eyes, whose cultivation level was late Foundation Establishment.

The pink glow was much faster than the blue light, but the person chasing behind did not rush forward. Instead, they maintained a distance of several hundred feet, leisurely pursuing the light as if toying with their prey.

The blue beam of light paused briefly as it approached the mountain where Lin Feng was hiding, then rapidly descended towards the summit.

The pink glow of the sunset descended unhurriedly, landing on the other side of the mountaintop. As the glow subsided, the figures of a handsome man and a middle-aged man in a black robe were revealed.

Nie Ying landed on a flat rock, her face flushed and her breathing rapid.

Her spiritual energy fluctuations were chaotic, and her aura was unstable, as if she had suffered a serious injury, but her eyes remained cold and clear.

A handsome man stood a dozen feet away from her, arms crossed, looking Nie Ying up and down with undisguised lewdness in his eyes.

"Fairy Nie, just surrender obediently." His voice was shrill, with a chilling tone. "You've been poisoned by my 'Soul-Destroying Miasma.' The more intensely you use your magic, the deeper the poisoning. You've been running for so long, you must be feeling quite unwell now, right?"

He licked his lips and took a step forward.

"Can't you resist untying your skirt and indulging yourself?" His laughter grew even more unrestrained.

"I've long heard of the Fairy's reputation as the most beautiful woman in Yellow Maple Valley, hahaha, I'd be more than happy to do my bidding for you. Rest assured, Fairy, my methods are excellent; I guarantee you'll experience unparalleled pleasure—"

Nie Ying didn't say anything when she heard these foul words. Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, her lips were pressed tightly together, and her face was flushed even more, whether from poisoning or anger, it was hard to tell.

She waved her hand and threw several talismans forward.

The talisman exploded in mid-air, transforming into several ice spikes and fireballs that shot towards the handsome man and the middle-aged man in black robes. However, the attacks were clearly insufficient in power, failing to even break through their spiritual energy shields.

The handsome man casually waved his hand, and a pink glow swept away the attacks, leaving the attackers unharmed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, why is the fairy doing this?" He shook his head, his tone full of mockery. "Your magic power is almost exhausted, isn't it? And the poisoning is getting worse, isn't it? If you keep fighting, you'll be consumed by lust without us even lifting a finger."

The middle-aged man in black robes beside her didn't speak, but he leaned forward slightly, blocking the direction Nie Ying might be able to escape.

Nie Ying did not answer. Her breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaved more and more, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her hands were trembling slightly, and her knuckles were white as she gripped the small sword. Suddenly, she dropped the sword and fell to the ground, collapsing onto the grass.

Upon seeing her, the handsome man's eyes flashed with excitement, and he took another step forward.

"What's wrong? Fairy Nie has come to a change of heart?" His voice softened with excitement. "I'm truly curious to see what kind of expression the pure and innocent fairy will have later. Just thinking about it excites me immensely—"

His laughter echoed across the empty mountaintop, sharp and piercing.

Just as the handsome man was about to move forward, he suddenly noticed that the corners of Nie Ying's mouth turned up slightly.

"Yes." Nie Ying's voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of the two demonic cultivators. "I'm looking forward to it too."

The handsome man was taken aback.

expect?

Before he could even process what was happening, a ringtone suddenly exploded in his mind.

"jingle--"

The bell rang clearly and melodiously, like fine needles striking his mind, causing his consciousness to tremble violently. His vision went black, and his body swayed.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in black robes reacted swiftly.

The moment the ringtone exploded in his mind, his body reacted instinctively.

Spiritual energy surged wildly from his dantian, condensing into a pale black protective shield around his body. The shield was as thin as a cicada's wing, its spiritual light swirling, barely enveloping his entire body.

But he was still too slow.

A beam of white light shone from behind the rock, illuminating him and slowing his further movements.

At this moment, the wind-breaking gun had also arrived.

The golden spear light struck the pale black protective shield, producing a soft "hiss" sound, like a red-hot iron rod piercing thin ice.

The protective barrier shattered in less than a breath, its fragments transforming into countless black spiritual lights that dissipated in the air.

The Wind-Breaking Spear moved with unstoppable force, piercing the chest of the middle-aged man in black robes and exiting from behind, bringing with it a cloud of blood mist. The golden spiritual energy directly blasted a large, transparent hole in his body.

The middle-aged man in black robes didn't even have time to scream before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, Nie Ying's pure white sword transformed into a beam of white light, slashing towards the handsome man's face.

The handsome young man reacted a beat slower than the middle-aged man in black robes, but he was now fully awake.

At this moment, it seemed that some kind of defensive magical artifact on his body was activated, and a layer of pink light shield emerged from his body, enveloping his entire body.

The light shield was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet its texture gave it an unusually tough feel. Pink runes flowed across its surface, and a faint, sweet fragrance emanated from it.

"clang--"

The pure white sword struck the pink light shield, sending sparks flying.

The light shield only trembled slightly, without even a crack appearing. The pure white sword was bounced back, and Nie Ying summoned it back into her hand with a wave of her hand; the spiritual light on the sword's body dimmed slightly.

After Lin Feng dealt with the middle-aged man in black robes, he turned his Wind-Breaking Spear around and shot it at Tian Buque.

The golden spearhead slammed into the pink light shield, producing a loud "boom".

The light shield trembled violently, and the spiritual light flickered a few times. After the tremor subsided, the light shield stood there steadily, without moving an inch.