Yang Erlang, who had been in a frantic hurry, turned his head to look at the girl and was instantly captivated, forgetting everything. "Looking for, looking for me?"
This girl was so charming and beautiful, but she was a stranger!
Upon closer inspection, she was a dragon girl. I had no dealings with the dragon clan, so why was she looking for me?
Long Qi was also caught off guard. After a hasty glance, she lowered her head. "I wasn't looking for you, just curious... I wanted to ask, what is the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?"
Yang Erlang was slightly disappointed. So, she was here to inquire about divine arts and spells!
It was then that Yang Erlang remembered he had important matters to attend to; the situation was critical.
It turned out that Jade Treasure Heavenly Lord had invited the Twelve Golden Immortals and Southern Pole Immortal Weng (Southern Pole Immortal Weng, Yun Zhongzi, and Burning Lamp were not among the Twelve Golden Immortals) to Jie Pai Pass to break the Zhuxian Formation. However, everyone else had gone, and only Southern Pole Immortal Weng and the others were nowhere to be seen. Jade Treasure Heavenly Lord then dispatched Yang Erlang to invite them from the mountain gate.
"The Eight-Nine Arcane Art encompasses everything, from manifesting heavenly bodies and earthly forms, riding clouds and mist, astral projection, to an indestructible body and seventy-two transformations. The most important among them is the art of seventy-two transformations," Yang Erlang said somewhat impatiently. "If you have anything else to discuss, you can wait here for me for a moment. I'll go in and attend to something and be right back."
After speaking, Yang Erlang cast a deep glance at Long Qi and then darted away.
It was the first time such a stunning beauty had sought him out, regardless of the reason.
Was this fate arriving!
Yang Erlang walked in a daze, his thoughts a jumbled mess.
Meanwhile, Long Qi genuinely wished to leave. She suddenly felt that this whole affair was absurd and that she shouldn't have come in the first place.
Yet, the intermittent explosions and colorful energy emanating from the mountain gate unknowingly drew her attention.
What exactly was happening in the Jade Purity Sect? Who had broken in, and what were they doing inside?
She saw spiritual beasts fleeing from within from time to time, as if their reins had been broken. A few Jade Purity Sect disciples flew into the sky to intercept them, but they still managed to escape.
At this moment, Mo Qi was still in the stable. The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors had severed the last rope, releasing the final spiritual beast.
The little blood-soaked figure returned to Mo Qi's side. Mo Qi gave it a few pills, which it crunched down.
Mo Qi then took out the last section of the spiritual branch. After consuming the old root, he had stored the other spiritual branches for later enjoyment. However, he later felt that the little one had labored greatly and deserved a reward, so he gave it a section.
Now, he felt that the little blood-soaked figure and the Fire Demon had also contributed (although the Fire Demon had only burned through two ropes in total, it had tried its best). So, he decided to go all out and divide it among them. He split the last spiritual branch into two pieces, preparing to give them to the little blood-soaked figure and the Fire Demon.
However, at this moment, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors also flew over. The two dragon bodies intertwined, their two dragon heads held high, looking as if they were crying out for food.
Did this thing also need to eat?
Alright, they had also worked hard; there was no reason to refuse.
Mo Qi divided the spiritual branch into three portions, giving them to the little blood-soaked figure, the Fire Demon, and the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors respectively.
After the Fire Demon finished eating, it looked around warily. "Let's go. The surroundings are full of enemies. How can you still sit here?"
The little blood-soaked figure sighed again. "The heavenly tribulation is approaching, and my time is running out!"
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors kept emitting a buzzing sound, as if complaining, or perhaps laughing.
For some reason, Mo Qi suddenly had an inspiration, feeling as if he understood its words: "I want to eat pills, I want to eat pills."
Mo Qi rolled his eyes. They were all gluttons.
He had no choice but to take out a handful of pills and distribute them to this group of gluttons.
Then, Mo Qi stood up and looked around. "I'm leaving. Does anyone have any objections?"
The people hiding in the shadows tremblingly raised their heads, looking at each other, none daring to reveal themselves.
At this time, Yang Erlang, guided by a disciple, arrived at the hiding place of Southern Pole Immortal Weng and the others.
Seeing them hiding cautiously and peeking out, Yang Erlang curiously asked, "Esteemed Masters, what are you doing?"
Southern Pole Immortal Weng coughed dryly. "Nothing," he said, pointing at Mo Qi. "That person came in, killing and setting fires. We were discussing how to deal with him."
Yang Erlang immediately said anxiously, "Leave the matter of dealing with the scoundrel to me. The Sect Leader has been waiting for you, so much so that he's puffing his beard and glaring. Hurry up and go."
Upon hearing this, True Person Yu Ding and the others were overjoyed. This was simply a lifesaver!
Originally, they all felt they were in a difficult position. If they left, it would mean they were ignoring the intruder, and they would be criticized. If they didn't leave, they dared not step forward because the opponent's magical artifacts were too overbearing. The last time Yun Xiao used this treasure against the disciples of the Jade Purity Sect, it was Jade Treasure Heavenly Lord himself who subdued her.
Thus, the six immortals were in a dilemma.
At this moment, Yang Erlang descending from the sky and volunteering to be cannon fodder was truly touching.
The six immortals were almost in tears. "Alright, you go ahead. Don't make it too difficult for him; just kill him. No need for his soul to be scattered. After all, he is a disciple of the Supreme Purity Sect. Even if his bones are broken, the sinews are still connected."
Yang Erlang nodded repeatedly. "Alright, I will be mindful of the degree."
The six immortals fled as if escaping.
The other Jade Purity Sect disciples also left one after another, because they knew that no one in the Jade Purity Sect could stop Mo Qi now. What if he went mad and started killing indiscriminately?
The Twelve Golden Immortals had already retreated wisely. Were they, these mere pawns, supposed to wait here to die?
However, Yang Erlang did not think so.
Yang Erlang had also recently broken through to the Golden Immortal stage. To be precise, ever since he began cultivating, everything had been smooth sailing. He seemed to have never encountered a bottleneck. When you broke through, he also broke through; when you didn't break through, he was still breaking through. He was considered a prodigy in the eyes of others.
At first, he could still maintain composure, but the constant praise and cheers around him gradually made him a bit conceited.
He even became somewhat arrogant.
He gradually formed a conviction in his heart: first, among his peers, he would have no enemies; second, no matter how strong the enemy, he would eventually surpass them.
Therefore, at this moment, he looked at Mo Qi with a hint of pity.
He felt Mo Qi was too pathetic, why did he have to encounter him?
He slowly walked towards Mo Qi, his steps exuding an imposing aura. Regardless of whether others felt it, he himself felt that his steps were full of deterrence and pressure.
He looked at Mo Qi and said in a calm, slightly sympathetic tone, "Friend, do you still recognize me?"
Mo Qi naturally recognized him. The two had fought side by side in the same camp before.
Strangely, Mo Qi also felt pity for him deep down. Your master couldn't defeat me, so aren't you coming here to court death?
"Yang Xiao Er," Mo Qi said very gently, "why are you so foolish? Why would they push you out? Don't you feel like you've been sold out?"
Yang Erlang stopped and said angrily, "What? What did you call me?"
"Yang Xiao Er, aren't you Yang Erlang?" Mo Qi said nonchalantly.
"And what did you call me then? Did you call me foolish?"
"You are foolish. I am like a giant in front of you. For you to provoke me is like a moth flying into a flame, it's self-destruction. Don't you think you're foolish?" Mo Qi said with a light laugh.
"You still call me a giant? Let me wake you up." Yang Erlang was furious and could no longer listen. He raised his hand, and a three-pointed, double-edged halberd appeared in his hand.
The three-pointed, double-edged halberd swung, and a crescent-shaped light shot towards Mo Qi. Mo Qi activated his telekinetic power, and the crescent-shaped light was split into two, drifting past Mo Qi's sides.
Yang Erlang whistled and released the Howling Celestial Dog. Mo Qi released the little one.
The Howling Celestial Dog, in front of the little one, was like a lion facing a small mouse. It felt a great advantage and completely disregarded the little one. It roared and lunged at the little one, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws, as if wanting to tear the little one to shreds. It felt this would be very easy to accomplish.
The little one seemed too disdainful to grow larger and waited in its original form for the Howling Celestial Dog to pounce.
Is it too scared to move?
The Howling Celestial Dog felt secretly smug. It swung its sharp claws, imagining the bloody and gory scene that would follow, and couldn't help but let out a long, heroic howl.
However, the little one quickly shattered its daydream.
Just as the Howling Celestial Dog lunged close to the little one, attempting to use its front paws like scissors to twist off the little one's head, the little one suddenly extended its front paw and patted the Howling Celestial Dog's head. It was a gentle pat, as fast as lightning, with no warning.
The Howling Celestial Dog felt nothing, but its body involuntarily rolled backward, like a withered leaf in the wind, tumbling and staggering, and then it crashed to the ground.
It was only then that the Howling Celestial Dog felt a tremendous pain surge through it. Its head felt like it was about to explode, and it rolled on the ground, howling incessantly.
Yang Erlang's shock was beyond words. He had never expected that the little one, with its harmless appearance, would be so ferocious. Truly, one should not judge a beast by its appearance.
The little one hopped and skipped towards the Howling Celestial Dog. The Howling Celestial Dog whimpered and stumbled away in terror.
The pity for the Howling Celestial Dog instantly turned into hatred for Mo Qi. Yang Erlang roared and, brandishing his three-pointed, double-edged halberd, thrust it towards Mo Qi.
Before the halberd even reached him, countless light projections were already whistling incessantly, striking at Mo Qi. Mo Qi remained completely still, using his telekinetic power to counter them.
When Yang Erlang was still a zhang away from Mo Qi, his body suddenly twisted, disappearing from his original spot.
Mo Qi was still surprised when Yang Erlang's figure suddenly appeared on his left.
Just as Mo Qi was about to counterattack, Yang Erlang's figure appeared on his right.
He was always elusive and unpredictable.
Mo Qi had no choice but to unleash the Heavenly Beyond Flying Immortal Swordplay to contend with him.
He hadn't expected that Yang Erlang, despite his limited magical power, would have such ghost-like footwork, moving freely and with incredible skill. This must be why he stood out from the crowd.
Seeing that Mo Qi seemed to be at a disadvantage, Yang Erlang felt a bit flustered and was inwardly triumphant.
But in the next moment, he discovered that Mo Qi had disappeared. He looked around and suddenly found Mo Qi's figure appearing on his right, wielding a precious sword and stabbing at him.
Yang Erlang was greatly alarmed and hastily raised his halberd to block. He barely managed to parry the attack, but the fierce spiritual energy, like a mountain, struck him, sending his body flying backward.