bookbashuk Chapter 249 So Domineering
Chapter 249 So Domineering
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"Fellow Daoist, aren't you being a bit too domineering!"
Such provocative words immediately darkened the faces of the two cultivators. They were indeed mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators, but if they dared to enter the ruins to search for treasures, how could they not have some powerful methods?
If they were facing two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, they would have run away without saying a word.
It's far too presumptuous of him to be just one person.
The yellow-robed cultivator glanced at the blue-robed cultivator who had just been vying for the treasure with him, and secretly transmitted his voice, "Fellow Daoist, it seems we should put aside our dispute for now. How about we get rid of this person and divide everything in this hall equally?"
"this..."
The cultivator in blue was taken aback, caught in a dilemma. He didn't think the two of them could kill Zhang Lingyu, but they could force him away or crush the token to teleport him out of the ruins.
"Alright, I'll do as you say, fellow Daoist." After weighing the options carefully, he finally agreed.
Zhang Lingyu could clearly see the subtle changes between the two. They were obviously preparing to join forces to eliminate him because of his arrival. So, before the two could make a move, he took out a small banner.
Soul Refining Flag.
The overwhelming ghostly mist sealed off the entire hall, leaving no exit. Hundreds of ghosts roamed within, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on the two.
"A demonic cultivator!"
"No wonder you dared to spout such nonsense! Today, I will surely slay you, you fiend!"
The two exclaimed in surprise at the same time, and without hesitation took out their magical artifacts to defend against the ghosts that rushed at them. The yellow-robed cultivator drove a flaming jade wheel, easily tearing the surrounding ghosts to shreds. Even the Foundation Establishment ghosts were scalded by the flames and howled in pain.
The cultivator in blue robes was not to be outdone; the jade talisman in his hand instantly turned the surrounding ghosts into wisps of black smoke.
"These are all top-grade Foundation Establishment level magic artifacts. Those who dare to come in must have considerable wealth."
Zhang Lingyu nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly patted the spirit insect pouch at his waist. A large swarm of spirit-devouring bees poured out, and led by two queen bees, they cooperated with the ghosts to surround the yellow-robed cultivator.
He himself then ran towards the monk in blue robes.
There's no other reason than that he was the weakest of the two.
Seeing the other party approaching him, the blue-robed cultivator immediately panicked. He was not optimistic about this fight to begin with, and he had just become mortal enemies with the yellow-robed cultivator. If he got entangled with him, he would definitely suffer the consequences.
"Fellow Daoist, come quickly to my aid!"
As he called out, he poured all his magical power into the jade talisman in his hand, while simultaneously flicking out several more talismans from his sleeve to create a spiritual shield in front of him, forming a defensive barrier.
As the spiritual light within the jade talisman grew brighter, the ghosts that were not originally around it now appeared to be writhing in agony, their bodies becoming increasingly transparent, as if they might dissipate at any moment.
"It seems this item has the effect of suppressing ghosts and exorcising evil spirits; no wonder they brought it out."
After Zhang Lingyu unleashed the Soul Refining Banner, the two were certain he was a demonic cultivator. They thought this item would also have a significant effect on demonic cultivators, which is why they unleashed it.
Unfortunately, he was not a demonic cultivator.
The distance between the two grew closer, and the spiritual light began to shine on him. It must be said that it was indeed somewhat intensely hot, but most of it was weakened by the robe.
"This...this..."
Seeing that the other party was not hindered at all, the blue-robed cultivator was immediately dumbfounded, and even for a moment wondered if his magic weapon was broken.
Or is the opponent's physical body strong enough to completely ignore spiritual light?
A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind as he rapidly changed hand seals, unleashing several magical attacks.
Zhang Lingyu remained unfazed, summoning the small shield he had obtained from Master Mingyu to defend himself. At the same time, he threw out a small, earthen-yellow seal, which swelled in the wind and crashed down with a dense spiritual light.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the ghostly mist surged violently throughout the hall, and the spiritual light became chaotic. The several layers of spiritual shields in front of the blue-robed cultivator were smashed to pieces, and the magic seal struck his chest directly.
Even with the protection of spirit armor and magic robes, he couldn't escape the fact that he coughed up blood and flew backward.
The cultivator in blue robes slammed heavily against the wall of the main hall. The jade talisman in his hand had long since disappeared. He didn't bother to search for it. While he still had a sliver of consciousness, he hurriedly reached into his storage bag, preparing to take out the token, crush it, and escape.
Just as he took it out, a cold glint flashed into his eyes. Now, with just a gentle squeeze, the token would shatter and take him away from this place of trouble.
Unfortunately, the next moment he felt his head go light, his vision gradually blurred, and his arms limply draped over the gravel.
The token in his palm shattered with a crash, turning into dust and dissipating.
Each token corresponds to a specific cultivator. If a cultivator fails to escape in time and perishes in the ruins, the token will shatter and become unusable by others.
Zhang Lingyu picked up the jade talisman from the ruins and turned to look at the yellow-robed cultivator who was still fighting with ghosts and swarms of bees.
"That's way too fast!"
The yellow-robed cultivator had witnessed everything. The two sides had only exchanged a dozen or so blows. The green-robed cultivator was not even at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, so his defeat was far too quick.
"If it were me, how long could I have lasted?"
His expression was no longer arrogant. He glanced deeply at the corpse in the ruins, and before Zhang Lingyu could attack him, he decisively crushed the token in his hand. The token shone brightly, lifting him into a beam of light that broke through the hall and headed towards Tianji.
Just kidding, if we don't leave now, we're really going to lose our lives.
As he left, he was quite relieved, even though he was the one shouting the loudest, it was that unlucky blue-robed cultivator who shielded him from the killing.
"What a pity, running into such a jinx, this trip was a complete waste!"
Inside the main hall, Zhang Lingyu watched the retreating yellow-robed cultivator without saying much. Through the hole in the ceiling, one could clearly see that a considerable amount of spiritual light was still shooting into the sky.
Clearly, those were the people who crushed their tokens and left.
After collecting all the belongings of the blue-robed cultivator, the corpse was immediately devoured by the surrounding ghosts and bees. Without saying anything, he walked directly into the depths of the main hall.
Because the two started fighting as soon as they entered, nothing in the hall was taken away.
All around, there were only a few dilapidated tables with a few jade bottles scattered on them. He picked them up and looked at them; most of them had already lost their medicinal properties.
There was nothing they could do; the entire Spirit Puppet Sect had been sealed off by spatial turbulence for hundreds of years...
Fortunately, the tables and chairs in the main hall were almost all made of second-tier green lotus wood, which was of some value. Under normal circumstances, they would have been taken all of them, but unfortunately, the storage ring had limited space, so there was no need to waste space on them.
The only thing he could put away was the large chair at the very top, which was forged from fourth-order fire cloud wood, a good material for magical artifacts.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in the entire hall that moved him.
Fortunately, there are several side doors nearby that can be entered. Dingyuan Hall is where Lingkui Sect cultivators refine and store pills, so there must be a pill-fire chamber or something similar.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but quicken my pace.
As expected, after breaking through several restrictions, he finally arrived at the so-called place for refining pills. There were thirty-six pill-making chambers of various sizes, divided into four different types: A, B, C, and D.
There is only one room in Class A, five rooms in Class B, and fifteen rooms each in Class C and Class D.
Without even glancing at it, he headed straight for the so-called Class A alchemy room.
After breaking through the barrier and pushing open the door, what came into view was a bronze alchemy furnace covered with patterns, and various jade slips were placed around the room.
In front of the alchemy furnace was a futon, upon which sat a cultivator, but he had long since turned into skeletons.
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