Chapter 387: Chapter 349: (Revised) Watch Me (Extra for 2,000 January Yue Tickets)

Outside Fufeng Mountain.

The Feather Clan guards noticed something amiss and intended to investigate, but Xiaoque halted them in midair.

"No matter what happens tonight, no one is allowed to approach Fufeng Mountain; this is the Mountain Master’s order!"

Xiaoque had always been by Shen Huaxi’s side, like a shadow following her, having experienced the initial life-and-death crisis together. Most of Shen Huaxi’s orders were transmitted by her.

The people within Iron Feather Country dared not disobey when she spoke.

"Everyone retreat a hundred miles!"

"Yes!"

The guards began to withdraw, and Xiaoque turned around, looking toward the mountain peak at Ghost Face, then also turned to leave.

Inside the study.

Jiang Yuebai supported Xie Jingshan, glanced at Shen Huaxi, remaining fully alert.

"Master, the people outside have all retreated; no issues."

A late-stage Golden Core male cultivator wearing a white wolf pelt entered through the window, with black currents automatically parting for him.

Seeing Jiang Yuebai, a trace of murderous intent instantly appeared in the male cultivator’s eyes.

"Master, this is..."

Qing Nangzi laughed sinisterly, saying, "You might not know yet, but my good disciple and they all are fellow disciples from the Heavenly Interence Sect; true bonds of camaraderie indeed."

Upon hearing this, Shen Huaxi suppressed discomfort, bowed, and saluted without saying a word.

At this moment, the more he explained, the more suspicious he appeared.

In this situation, Jiang Yuebai’s three divine thoughts processed together, quickly grasping almost everything.

The ox-headed ugly thing before her was the relentless Qing Nangzi, and the one wearing the wolf pelt was likely the White Wolf King that she had killed on the snowy mountain but not completely.

That area of the snowy mountain was very likely a misleading clue intended to... stall her master.

Otherwise, with her master’s persistence, he would have pursued Qing Nangzi across the ends of the earth.

This night’s situation left Jiang Yuebai a bit confused.

It was said that Shen Huaxi was setting a trap for her and Xie Jingshan, but when the girl named Xiaoque recognized Xie Jingshan, she immediately instructed him to leave, indicating that they weren’t initially trying to trap Xie Jingshan.

If Shen Huaxi wasn’t employing a catch-and-release strategy, the intention was indeed for Xie Jingshan to leave quickly.

Who exactly was invited into the trap?

If she and Xie Jingshan hadn’t accidentally barged in tonight, what would be happening here now?

Shen Huaxi said he knew about Iron Feather Country attacking Mountain and Sea Building, yet didn’t stop it, implying Iron Feather Country had another controller besides him.

As the apparent master of Iron Feather Country, Shen Huaxi would face the wrath of Mountain and Sea Building head-on, especially considering the previous letter clearly intended to make Shen Huaxi take the fall.

This hints that Shen Huaxi’s relationship with Qing Nangzi wasn’t harmonious.

Shen Huaxi might either be a worthless person, resigned to death, or... desperately seeking survival?

While considering a strategy, Xie Jingshan pinched Jiang Yuebai.

Jiang Yuebai frowned and angrily transmitted her voice, "What are you doing?"

Xie Jingshan was taken aback, then transmitted back, "I thought if you were a clone, you could run away first..."

"Do you think I took your Spirit Stone for nothing? Unless I take you back whole, how could I sleep?"

"You don’t even need to sleep."

Xie Jingshan was somewhat flattered, finding it remarkable that there was still humor amidst such crisis.

"You two, no more exchanging tender glances, better surrender swiftly."

The White Wolf King roared angrily.

Jiang Yuebai was speechless, "Believe me, I’ll wrench your wolf head off again this time!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The White Wolf King recalled how he was bound and killed last time, clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth.

Qing Nangzi raised his hand, "White Wolf, focus on serious matters, go array with Ghost Face, this girl has many tricks and a deep foundation, you are not her match."

White Wolf glared at Jiang Yuebai unwillingly, then turned to leave.

Shen Huaxi secretly glanced at the White Wolf, his eyes filled with reluctance; the array Qing Nangzi intended to form was a blood sacrifice of souls, assisting him to return to Nascent Soul, forging the Blood Spirit Body array.

If the Blood Spirit Body was formed, its fierce aura could help him activate the Kui Ox bloodline. His current body was the result of spending two hundred years finding it with only a very faint trace of Kui Ox bloodline within.

Everything arranged by Iron Feather Country—robbing Mountain and Sea Building resources, attracting many Extraordinary People to gather here—was for this array.

"Do you have any Magic Treasure for instant escape?" Jiang Yuebai transmitted to Xie Jingshan.

"I’m a Sword Cultivator..."

"Zhuo Qingfeng even carries Heavenly Thunder Pearl with him now; you dull-headed Sword Cultivator!"

"You can insult me, but don’t insult Sword Cultivators, and don’t compare me to Zhuo Qingfeng, he’s no longer pure."

"You!! Get out of the way!"

Jiang Yuebai yelled furiously; the White Dragon Spear flew into her hand, instantly thrust with Rapid Dragon Emerges from the Sea to Qing Nangzi’s front.

The roaring furious dragon’s howl shook the heavens, the floor and surrounding furniture were lifted and shattered, the spear’s tip thrust directly toward Qing Nangzi’s throat.

Qing Nangzi sneered coldly, the black currents beneath his feet surged upwards, clashing fiercely with the Dragon’s phantom.

Shockwaves swept the space; Shen Huaxi and Xie Jingshan were forced back, the study’s four pillars exploded inch by inch.

The room was about to collapse, tiles fell, the exceedingly dark and evil Water Thunder curled around the White Dragon Spear like a bloodthirsty serpent winding toward Jiang Yuebai.

Immobilization!

Blinding!

Thousand Jin Fall!

Three restrictions activated in unison as Jiang Yuebai withdrew her spear to evade the black currents.

The black currents formed three shields to block the restrictions; Qing Nangzi was slightly surprised, "You certainly know quite a lot!"

Jiang Yuebai spoke no nonsense, the Night Condensation Smoke Stick flew from her bracelet; she raised her hand to catch it, inhaled deeply, and exhaled thick black smoke.

The toxic black smoke enshrouded Qing Nangzi, only to hear him snarl coldly.

"You dare play with poison in front of me, still too inexperienced!"

"Who’s playing with poison with you!"

Jiang Yuebai’s voice came from three directions simultaneously; Qing Nangzi trembled, realizing his feet were entangled in White Vine, plunged into Yellow Sand Sinking Land, with the black smoke merely an Eye-Blocking Technique.

Moreover, chilling ice crystals began to erect into a prison from the ground, his surrounding black currents moved, instantly repelled by a strong magnetic force, making them difficult to control.

From the left came dense sword hums and dragon roars, from the right layers of crane cries breaking through the wind, while overhead a fierce gale howled as if invisible meteors carrying Evil Fire were crashing heavily.

And behind him, roaring winds were broken; myriad gun shadows descended with the imposing grandeur of dragon might, like wild dragons stirring the sea, surging turbulently.

Meanwhile, Qing Nangzi sensed some peculiar pollen within the black mist.

For an instant, Qing Nangzi’s heart skipped a beat, his expression changing dramatically by the dazzling and stormy assault.

Could one person unleash so many moves instantly?

Explosion!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Atop Fufeng Mountain, a series of explosions shook the heavens and earth, the whole peak razed into flatland by the blasts.

Shockwaves swept through, rocks descended.

Far a hundred miles away, Iron Feather Country’s guards were caught off guard, blown away by the tempestuous waves, and after getting up, they stood dumbfounded, watching the sky filled with smoke and dust, Fufeng Mountain shortened noticeably.

Under the bright moon, two people stood midair.

Jiang Yuebai’s spear pierced through Qing Nangzi’s right chest from behind, while Qing Nangzi firmly gripped the White Dragon Spear from the front, blood trickling down the shaft.

His body was charred, various parts still stuck with the White Dragon Small Sword and Crane Feather, skin flayed, blood gushing.

Half of the ox horn fractured by Little Green’s collision, his whole body trembling violently, furious beyond restraint.

"I’ll tear you to pieces!"