Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou-Chapter 226 - 224 Chu Xin: Deceive Me? Spank Your Butt Till It’s Broken

"I, I, I..."

That cultivator’s face turned pale with fear, and he trembled without being able to speak. He had thought that this naughty child would leave after hearing his words, but did not expect him to be so cautious. This didn’t seem like the behavior of a child under five years old at all.

What surprised him even more was that his companion actually revealed the true location, and the others had collectively compromised, leaving him to face the child’s fury alone.

"Big liar, I hate big liars the most."

Chu Xin’s childish voice said, and then his tiny body swayed, appearing behind the cultivator at an extremely fast speed.

"Not good!"

The cultivator’s heart jumped, and he tried to turn around to attack, but as soon as this thought appeared, he was slapped on the butt by Chu Xin, leaving a greasy little handprint.

"Ahh!"

That cultivator screamed miserably, flying hundreds of feet out before he could steady himself, and before long, Chu Xin had caught up and slapped the other half of his butt.

Smack!

Ahh!

The other cultivators could only see two shadows flying back and forth, only heard the crisp sound of slaps and the miserable screams intertwining.

"Young friend, I was wrong. I admit my mistake, please don’t hit me anymore."

In the end, the cultivator couldn’t endure it any longer and shouted loudly for mercy.

"I’ve said it, whoever lies to me, I’ll smash their butt. Daddy said, to be a person, you must keep your promises, be trustworthy. Whatever you say, you must carry it out."

Chu Xin said in his childish voice while continuing to slap the cultivator’s butt.

At first, one could still hear the cultivator’s miserable screams, but later there was only the sound of butt-slapping echoing crisply. That sound, like a slap, seemed to hit the faces of the other cultivators. The thought alone made their faces hurt.

Bang!

With a final slap, Chu Xin sent that cultivator flying toward another cultivator, wiped his greasy little hands, and said, "Take him away, don’t let him fall into the sea and drown."

"Ah? Okay!"

Another cultivator quickly nodded and reached out to grab the thrown cultivator.

Only then did Chu Xin return to the Divine Coffin contentedly, his greasy little hands forming hand seals, shaking the Divine Coffin which then sank into the sea.

"That bratty kid finally left."

The cultivators all let out sighs of relief, then looked at their beaten companion and at the blurred mess that was his butt, everyone instinctively inhaled sharply, and even felt a twinge of pain in their own behinds.

Especially as, on that mangled flesh, there was a thin layer of oil, simply too horrible to behold.

"Why did you reveal the true location of the Demon Flood Dragon Cave Mansion?"

A cultivator asked the first one who had spoken the true location angrily.

If it weren’t for him blabbing the location of the Demon Flood Dragon Cave Mansion, they wouldn’t have followed suit. If they all kept their story straight, that bratty kid would have believed it. After that bratty kid left, they could have entered the Demon Flood Dragon Cave Mansion to hunt for treasure.

The questioned cultivator was a lean middle-aged man who replied coldly, "You all saw the consequences of deceiving that bratty kid. The short distance of a hundred li, how long do you think that bratty kid’s Divine Coffin would need? And how long do we need to break the Rule Power barrier left by the Demon Flood Dragon in the mansion? I’m afraid we wouldn’t have broken through the mansion barrier before that bratty kid comes killing his way back, and then all of us would share his fate."

After hearing this, all the cultivators shivered and felt there was reason in his words, thus they did not question further.

"How do you know the Demon Flood Dragon Cave Mansion has its Rule Power barrier left behind?" a cultivator asked.

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "If it were you, wouldn’t you leave some tricks in your own residence before going out to fight others? From the tone the Demon Flood Dragon used when attacking the Deer Cave Formation, we can assume it probably doesn’t know how to set Arrays, so it must be its own Rule Power barrier. Although this kind of barrier will gradually dissipate after the master dies, it won’t fade so quickly. Even if we attack it together to deplete the energy of the barrier, it would take time. In that time, that brat could come back from hundreds of miles away to kill us."

"So what do we do now? Follow that brat?" another cultivator inquired.

"If you want to court death, don’t drag me into it. If those two brats find us, you don’t need me to remind you what comes next. Let’s just wait here, wait for those two brats to leave, then see if we can scavenge anything."

"It seems that’s the only option we have now," the cultivators nodded in agreement.

Whirr!

At that moment, on the periphery of the Demon Flood Dragon Sea Domain, an incredible surge of energy swept through. Even from a great distance, the cultivators could feel an oppressive force.

The cultivators all turned their heads to look, and saw in the sky at the perimeter, eight figures floating, each topped with an Emperor’s Artifact. The Emperor’s Artifacts rotated, forming into an Array. The moment the Array took shape, overwhelming murderous intent spread throughout.

The murderous intent condensed by the Killing Array of the Purple Thunder Octopus Monster paled in comparison to that of this Array—it was like comparing a witch doctor to a grand sorcerer, not even worth mentioning.

"Is that Cangzhou and Thunder State’s Eight Martial Emperors? They actually came and set up such a terrifying Killing Array."

"Who are they trying to deal with? They actually need to join forces and set up such a Killing Array."

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The cultivators were shocked beyond measure.

Suddenly, eight deer cries pierced the void, as eight differently colored Nine-colored Deers leapt into the sky. From their mouths came a gentle yet icy voice, "Despicable and shameless humans, do you think you can kill me by setting up this Killing Array?"

Lei Zhan’s voice was cold as he said, "Killing you is naturally impossible since you can recall your Battle Body at any time. Even if we exterminate all these eight Battle Bodies of yours, you will not die. But whether you recall your Battle Body or we kill all of them, how will you block us from pursuing those brats then? Dare your true body come forth?"

"Hmph!"

The Nine-colored Deer snorted coldly without speaking. She had just broken through and her cultivation was still unstable. If it wasn’t absolutely necessary, she truly did not want to face this terrifying Killing Array—who knew if it had more tricks up its sleeve. Moreover, if she remembered correctly, the Thunder State Governor had already broken through to the late stage of Martial Emperor, so if she went, wouldn’t she be walking right into a trap?

"Enough talk, let’s do it quickly," the Longzhou Governor said with urgency in his voice. He was the most eager person to catch those two brats.

"Start!"

Lei Zhan roared in deep voice, as the Eight Martial Emperors simultaneously pointed towards the Magic Treasures above their heads. Rich Rule Power surged, condensing within the Killing Array to form an enormous Killing God Illusion.

This Killing God Illusion, composed of the power of eight different rules, held a Slaughter Spear in its hand, exuding a powerful aura and murderous intent.

"Kill!"

The Eight Martial Emperors shouted together, as the Killing God Illusion swung the Slaughter Spear, piercing slowly forward.

Crack!

Wherever the Slaughter Spear passed, the void shattered inch by inch.

Eight deer cries sounded, and beams of eight different colors shot out from the center of their antlers, converging in mid-air to form an even larger, more robust Eight-colored Light Pillar that collided with the Slaughter Spear.

With a thunderous boom, the waters of the State Sea surged, spouting waves hundreds of feet high. The waves roared, but as they approached the Killing Array, they were blocked, falling back down and turning into flowing sea water.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread out, rippling outward, sending those cultivators who were watching from the center of the Demon Flood Dragon Sea Domain flying hundreds of feet, each spitting blood.

"So powerful! We can’t stay here any longer."

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from his mouth and decisively turned to flee. Seeing this, the other cultivators also began to flee the area.

As the Eight Martial Emperors and the Nine-colored Deer’s Eight Great Battle Forms engaged in fierce battle, if they stayed any longer, they feared they might become collateral victims—it would be an utterly aggrieving death.