Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 110 If there is a chance, don't give up

Zhuo Qing was carrying Wuzhan and was walking to the coral reef in the courtyard when he heard thunder coming from outside the cave, shaking the stone wall. Zhuo Qing immediately felt something was wrong. Such a loud noise must be caused by the explosion of a powerful spell. Not knowing what was happening outside, he glared at Wuzhan who seemed to be nonchalant, grabbed him fiercely, turned around, and ran back.

Zhuo Qing controlled the air and moved through the cave as fast as lightning. Wuzhan was held in his hand. The cold wind made Wuzhan squint his eyes. After a moment, he flew out of the cave.

The explosion sounded only once, the flames disappeared, and the dying woman also disappeared. Only a large pit remained on the ground, with wisps of blue smoke rising from it. The loud noise came from this.

"Huo Biao!" Zhuo Qing called out several times, but no one answered. He thought that the woman might have escaped while Huo Biao was not paying attention, and Huo Biao had already chased her. If that was the case, there was no need to worry, as it would be easy for Huo Biao to catch up with her...

"Tick". A drop of liquid fell onto the tip of Zhuo Qing's snow-white nose, with a faint fishy smell. Zhuo Qing wiped it off with his finger, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be blood. Looking up, he saw a large piece of blood sprayed on the top wall.

Zhuo Qing suddenly widened his eyes. The blood was spurting so high, someone must have been beheaded. If it was the woman whose head was chopped off, Huo Biao would not stay here. Since Huo Biao was not here, who would be the dead person? After smelling the scent of blood, he was sure of it. How could this be possible? How could an immortal be killed by a mortal from the lower world!

Zhuo Qing's palm moved slightly, and a scarlet long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Flames were gushing out, and he looked around anxiously. Although he didn't know how Huo Biao died, the person who killed him must have strong cultivation. He felt that the woman didn't run away, but was hiding in the dark, ready to get rid of him. Seeing Wuzhan in his hand looking at him with a half-smile, he asked fiercely, "Where did she go?"

Wuzhan said calmly: "I have been in your hands all along. You don't know, so how could I know?"

Zhuo Qing said angrily: "If you don't tell me, I will kill you now, tell me now!"

"If you kill me, you won't know where Xirang is."

"Where is Xirang?"

"Put me down. It's hard for me to talk while you're holding me like this." As soon as he finished speaking, Wuzhan was thrown to the ground.

After Wuzhan fell to the ground, he sat up, took a breath, pointed at the jade pillar and said, "Look under that jade pillar to see if she has taken it!"

When Zhuo Qing heard this, although he was a little unconvinced, he still slowly walked towards the jade pillar and glanced at the blood-stained base. He saw that the base was made of nine large pieces of marble, surrounding the jade pillar in the middle, leaving no space for placing items. He asked, "Where did you put it originally?"

"It's under the second marble on your right. Lift it up and you'll know if it's there!"

Zhuo Qing saw that the marble was at least a thousand pounds heavy. Although he could lift it up, it would not be so easy. He thought, "It's really hard to imagine what's hidden underneath here." He put away his sword, squatted down, and put his hands on the edge of the stone. He lifted it with force, but the marble didn't move. He was a little embarrassed. He stood firmly on his feet, turned his internal energy to his arms, and lifted it again. The marble moved. The marble was buried three feet deep in the ground. It was more than a thousand pounds. How could he lift it up? He suddenly realized that something was wrong. If he leaned forward like this, the door behind him would be wide open, and he would be most vulnerable to a surprise attack. He immediately felt a cool breeze coming from behind. Zhuo Qing didn't have time to think and quickly rolled forward. Looking back, he saw Bixia leaping out from the headless bodies of the villagers with Huo Biao's sword in her hand. The green light emitted by the sword was like a diving phoenix, its sharp beak shining brightly, and lightning stabbing at him.

Zhuo Qing was still a moment too slow, and was pierced on the shoulder by the green light. Despite the pain, he did not dare to delay, and took a step with one foot, and flew up. With a "teng" sound, the long sword was in his hand, and flames filled it.

It turned out that Bixia knew that Zhuoqing would be back soon, and Zhuoqing had an injury on his hand, so she was worried. In desperation, she hid among the bodies of the villagers, looking for an opportunity to assassinate him.

After Wuzhan was brought back, he quickly discovered Bixia hiding among the corpses. He immediately understood Bixia's intention and ordered Zhuoqing to put him down. He tricked him into lifting the marble under the jade pillar with his back to Bixia, making it easier for a sneak attack.

Bixia's attack failed, so she leaped up and flew up. Her sword drew an arc of green light and swept towards Zhuoqing. With a "bang", Zhuoqing swung his sword to steadily block Bixia's attack. Flames spread out and heat waves rolled.

Zhuo Qing was suspended in the air, the wound on his shoulder quickly healing. He glanced at the Qi form around Bixia and snorted coldly, "But Huo Biao died in your hands after drinking Luan's blood. It was really unfair!"

Bixia was repelled by the scorching flames and fell to the ground, her knuckles cracked and her arms numb. She knew she had lost the initiative and had no choice but to fight to the death. She bit her lips tightly and leaped into the air. Green light flashed all over her body, and she danced with her sword as she used the "Sunrise Soaring Absolute". This time the power was more than ten times stronger than when she fought the giant turtle. The white light went straight through the scorching green.

When Zhuo Qing saw the white light coming at him, he shouted contemptuously, "A grain of light!" His red sleeves were raised, and his body dived down like a stream of fire. His long sword was like a raging rock, whistling and falling violently.

"Boom!" The flames burst out, deafening; the heat wave swept up dust, bones, and corpses and flew outward; the stones on the top of the wall fell off with a "swish".

Bixia fell to the ground, feeling severe pain all over her body, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though she possessed the blood of a phoenix, she still could not defeat the Zhuo Qing in front of her. This was the gap between a wandering immortal and an immortal.

Zhuo Qing landed slowly and laughed loudly, "Even if you practice cultivation for your entire life, it would only be a hundred years. How can it compare to our lifespan of thousands of years? Moreover, your spiritual energy is very weak and lifeless. How can it compare to the vast spiritual energy of the Heavenly Palace? In our eyes, you will always be like ants!"

Bixia gritted her teeth and stood up, her face cold and she said sternly: "But I just killed a beast."

Zhuo Qing sneered, "He was careless for a moment and was attacked by you. You could only use this despicable method."

Bixia said nothing, circulated the true energy throughout her body, and prepared for the final fight.

"I advise you not to struggle any more. Your cultivation level is among the best in this world. If you hand over the Xirang, I will forgive you and spare your life."

Bixia said coldly: "Even if Xirang rots in the next generation, I will never let you take it back to the Heavenly Palace." As she spoke, her beautiful figure flew up, her long sword thundered, green light bloomed, majestic and magnificent, like a mountain falling down, with an overwhelming momentum. This move was learned by the ancestor of Mount Tai, and it was called 'Daiyue Daoqing'. No one in the world dared to match it, and it was this move that killed Huo Biao.

"It seems that you don't want to live anymore." He secretly circulated the true energy in his body, not daring to underestimate the enemy. The sword's light was like a fire dragon, winding and roaring as it pounced towards the mountain.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the blue and red lights collided instantly, and the flames rolled and spread, like a sea of ​​fire, scorching and unbearable, shaking the earth. After the strong wind, the ground turned black, Bixia could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground softly, pain, despair, and helplessness descended again.

Zhuo Qing was knocked back several feet, his arm bones broken. He didn't expect that a mortal from the lower realm could have such a strong sword. It seemed that Huo Biao's death was not unjust. He slowly walked towards Bixia who was sitting up and said in a deep voice: "Tell me where the Xirang is? I can let you die more quickly!"

Bixia's face was pale as lightning, and she said coldly: "I will never tell you even if I die!"

Zhuo Qing said angrily: "Okay, then I will make you live a life worse than death!" He wanted to inject the 'Heart-piercing Ladybug' into Bixia's body.

"I say! Let her go!" Wuzhan shouted from a distance.

Bixia looked at Wuzhan and shouted coldly: "Don't say it, are you afraid of death?"

Wuzhan said calmly: "Of course I am afraid of death, but there is no need for me to lose my life for Xirang."

Bixia said, "You should know that it was you who blew up the breach. Are you worthy of those suffering people?"

Wuzhan said: "Yuan Jun, have you ever thought that if we don't hand over the Xirang, we will die. If we die, no one will find the Xirang, and the breach will still not be blocked. What's the use of the Xirang? It's better to hand it over. At least we can still survive."

When Zhuo Qing heard this, he was overjoyed. He didn't expect Wuzhan to be such a coward. He withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and listened leisurely to the two people arguing.

Bixia's eyes were moist, and she said with a "huh", "I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. If I had known this, I should have..." She didn't finish her words.

Wuzhan smiled slightly and said, "It won't be too late to kill me later!"

Bixia said coldly: "Do you think he will let you go if you hand over the Xirang?"

Zhuo Qing laughed and said, "Now that I have obtained Xirang, there is no point in killing you. I will definitely let you go!"

Wuzhan ignored Zhuoqing's words, "If you don't hand over Xirang, you will be tortured to death. Only by handing over Xirang can you have a chance to live."

Bixia didn't understand why Wuzhan dared to jump off the cliff at that time, but was afraid of death now. She thought to herself: "Did he guess at that time that I wouldn't kill him?" Loss, bitterness, grief, and loneliness all surged into her heart.

Wuzhan saw Bixia was depressed and said calmly: "The time God has given me is short, I need to cherish it. Before my mother died, she asked me to live. I know that living is painful, but if I have the chance to live, I will not give up."

Zhuo Qing smiled and said, "I will definitely give you this opportunity, you should hand over the Xirang!"

Wuzhan looked at Zhuoqing and said, "You can hand over the Xirang, but I want to ask clearly, what use does this Xirang have for you?"

Zhuo Qing rolled his eyes and laughed, "If you knew this, I wouldn't be able to keep you here."

"Then tell me, how many immortals are there in the Heavenly Palace, and how many gods are there in the Heavenly Palace?"

Zhuo Qing smiled and said, "The area of ​​the Heavenly Palace is more than ten times larger than that of the lower world. Immortals like me can be found everywhere, but there are very few who can cultivate to become Golden Immortals, no more than a thousand. It is even harder to become a Daluo Golden Immortal, less than a hundred. There are only a dozen or so Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals. Only the Emperor of Heaven and the leaders of the four religions can reach this realm. The Heavenly Court is an institution that maintains the order of the Heavenly Palace, similar to the imperial court in your lower world, headed by the three religions and led by the Emperor of Heaven. There are nearly a thousand officials, big and small. Why do you want to go to the Heavenly Palace when you ask this?"

Wuzhan said: "I'm just asking out of curiosity."

"Now that you have finished asking questions, you should hand over the Xirang!" Zhuo Qing said in a deep voice.

"Xirang is right here!" Wuzhan took the treasure box containing Xirang in his hand.

When Bixia saw this, she was deeply saddened and speechless.

When Zhuo Qing saw this, he was overjoyed. He opened his eyes wide and flew towards the obstacle.

Wuzhan saw Zhuoqing rushing over and threw the treasure box away, "Now that you have the Xirang, you should let us go."

Zhuo Qing received the treasure box, examined it carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, is this really Xirang?"

Wuzhan smiled and said, "This is Xirang. If you don't believe me, I'll show you. When divine soil emerges, the earth will grow, spiritual energy will gather, and all things will flourish."

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(End of this chapter)