Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1950 Things are changing

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was able to steal things from his storage space, and even the Primordial Magic Treasure Binding Immortal Rope, Xing Nie could no longer pretend to be dead.

He leaped up with astonishing speed, a gleaming green dagger appearing in his hand, aimed straight for Liu Qinghuan's throat!

"Clang!" The Wei Su sword blocked the attack, revealing Liu Qinghuan's cold and stern face.

"Finally, I'm not a coward anymore!"

He suddenly retreated, and a red light flashed past his waist.

Xing Nie's face was fierce as he pressed forward step by step, his red and green blades flashing in a chaotic pattern.

Even without magical enhancement, the two daggers in his hands still displayed terrifying sharpness, and the remaining afterimages seemed to cut space into pieces.

But Liu Qinghuan moved with graceful ease, like a gentle breeze, drifting around Xing Nie without a single leaf touching her.

His left hand disappeared for a few moments and then suddenly reappeared, holding a huge, dazzling black pearl.

...Well, something is better than nothing.

Xing Nie was almost driven mad with anger: This is a humiliation!
He, a dignified immortal cultivator, had fallen to this state, being toyed with by a mere mortal cultivator.

But that's the reality. Just like Li Shan and others who stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, they were still chased around by a group of low-level fish-head guards in the black mist tide.

Xing Nie probably never imagined that the tables would turn and he would end up in the same situation as the outside cultivators on his own turf.

He was filled with shock and anger, and turned to run!

He was at a disadvantage, and that cultivator had strange methods to steal things from his storage space. If he didn't run, would he just keep feeding the other party?
There must be a distance limit to stealing items from space, and there is a river nearby. As long as he gets into the water, even if his magic power is sealed, he will still have a way to kill that despicable human cultivator!

But Liu Qinghuan clearly didn't intend to give him that chance. She flashed and blocked his path, then kicked him back to his original spot.

The next instant, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl descended from the sky and crashed down!

With a "crack," Xingnie was smashed deep into the soil, and a crack appeared in the indestructible shell.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up: It has to be the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl!

Smash its shell and see how it tries to hide!
With a flick of his finger, the perfectly round pearl, combining twenty-two elements, soared into the sky, gathering its power.

Xing Nie's eyes widened in horror: If he were hit again, even if he wasn't killed, his outer shell, which was his greatest reliance for survival, would definitely be destroyed!
There was no other way; even if it meant enduring a huge backlash, this was the last resort to save our lives.

With a thought, Xingnie used her sharp fingernails to cut open the skin on her chest and pried a round bead out of the flesh.

He crushed the outer shell, revealing a purplish-black pill inside, which he popped into his mouth!
Liu Qinghuan's brow twitched, and she abruptly looked down at Xing Nie, just in time to see him putting something into his mouth—

He lunged forward, grabbed the other person, and started to pry open their mouth.

"Hahaha!" Xing Nie laughed wildly, blood gushing from his mouth, his expression contorted in pain.

"Too late, the pill melts instantly upon entering your mouth. Kid, you're dead this time!"

As he spoke, he coughed up blood, but his aura began to change, becoming frenzied and violent, and his magical power surged and grew stronger at an extremely rapid pace...

Without needing to guess, Liu Qinghuan knew the effect of the pill. He immediately took out a pill bottle, put the bottle mouth into her mouth, and began to pour.

"Gurgle! Gurgle!" Xing Nie struggled desperately, but Liu Qinghuan's physical strength was far beyond that of an ordinary seventh-level Mahayana cultivator, pressing him down so he couldn't move.

And his magical power had only recovered to less than ten percent...

Ten strangely colored pills were forcibly poured into Xing Nie's mouth. "Cough! Cough cough! What did you give me?!"

Xing Nie felt an extremely complex bitter taste spreading in his mouth, and he was greatly surprised.

He tried to spit out the pill, but couldn't. His meridians, which had just swelled, felt as if they were blocked by something.

The sliver of restored magic power was completely out of control, like tiny swords drilling wildly inside his body. A more intense, agonizing pain than before made Xing Nie almost unable to stand.

Liu Qinghuan stepped aside, letting him fall to the ground.

"It's nothing, just some failed pills."

He said casually, "As you know, the higher the grade of the pill, the greater the probability of failure, so it's inevitable that a lot of waste pills will be left behind."

Most of the discarded pills are poisonous, with all sorts of strange and negative effects. If you were to ingest them, even Liu Qinghuan herself wouldn't know the consequences.

However, judging from Xingnie's appearance, the consequences... well, not good.

The pills the other party ingested must have been used to forcibly break through the seal, and might even have improved their cultivation level.

These kinds of pills originally had extremely strong backlashes, and this was precisely when their medicinal power was exerting itself. Now, with the effects of more than a dozen useless pills colliding, it's anyone's guess what will happen.

Xing Nie rolled on the ground in pain, his body sometimes bursting into flames and sometimes covered in frost, his skin cracking and his clothes soaked in blood.

Liu Qinghuan wasn't idle either; he kept using his "stealing heaven and earth" technique to pull things out.

But this person probably didn't like organizing the storage space. The things in the space were all messed up, and he could only take whatever he could find.

The most abundant items were various top-grade water-based spiritual materials, as well as large and small five-colored divine stones, and two magic treasures of decent quality.

Liu Qinghuan was disappointed that she had not found any primordial-level magic treasures.

Fortunately, they found a few more unused seashells, which restored Li Shan and the others' magical powers.

Although Liu Qinghuan was searching through her storage space, most of her attention was on Xing Nie, who was not far away, to prevent him from launching a last-ditch counterattack.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl hangs above his head, ready to fall at any moment.

At this moment, the ancient clam spirit had stopped rolling around and lay motionless on the ground like a blood gourd, its fate unknown.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, but sensed something was wrong, so she took two steps forward.

The next moment, a black vortex appeared beside Xing Nie, and a rough, large hand reached out from it and grabbed at Xing Nie.

Liu Qinghuan's expression hardened, and the Wei Su Sword flew out, slashing down at the hand without hesitation!
"Young friend, show mercy when you can." A voice suddenly came from the star vortex: "You have already seriously injured him, do not be greedy!"

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the Wei Su sword was sent flying.

He sensed a wisp of celestial energy; was the other person a celestial being?!
Liu Qinghuan reached out and caught the sword, then cautiously retreated slowly.

"Your words are far too biased. First of all, it was Xing Nie who tried to kill me. Now that I have retaliated, how can you say I am greedy?"

Xingzi paused, her tone turning somewhat displeased: "So what? I'm going to rescue him now, and you don't intend to stop me, do you?"

"I wouldn't dare!" Liu Qinghuan said, retreating even further: "I suppose you are some kind of immortal senior. You intervened in the affairs of the mortal realm to come and save people. How could a mere mortal cultivator like myself possibly stop you?"

I just need to make things clear; I don't want to be accused of any unfounded crimes.

"You're threatening me?"