Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 111 The Soul Has Nowhere to Escape

The Bagua diagram on the treasure box turned, and a round hole appeared, spurting out a column of black liquid, which shot directly into Zhuo Qing's eyes. Zhuo Qing had never seen Xirang, and was concentrating on distinguishing the authenticity of the treasure box. He did not press any mechanism, but the treasure box spurted out liquid. As it was too close to his eyes and the liquid sprayed very fast, he just turned his head subconsciously, and the black liquid sprayed onto his face.

After the liquid sprayed onto his face, it stuck to it. When Zhuo Qing tried to wipe it, his hand also stuck to it. Moreover, the black liquid was rapidly expanding and increasing in weight. In a flash, it enveloped Zhuo Qing's entire face and hands. Zhuo Qing couldn't breathe and couldn't see. He threw away the treasure box with his other hand and reached out to touch it, but was stuck again and trapped in it, unable to move. He hurriedly turned the true energy in his body to shake it off. Flames gushed out in all directions and heat waves rolled, but the expanding liquid stuck to his head tightly and was not moved at all.

Zhuo Qing understood that this was Xirang. He had fallen into a trap. Xirang was controlled by that kid. It was too late to regret.

His head was becoming increasingly heavier, the liquid had already covered his upper body, his legs were unstable and he fell to his knees with a thump. The black liquid on his body instantly stuck to the ground, making him unable to stand up. He was furious and wanted to shout, but only whimpering sounds came out.

The black liquid had wrapped around his entire body. Even though his true energy was surging, it was useless at this moment. The blasting true energy was completely shaken back by the black liquid. His body was tightly shrunk by the expanding liquid, his bones were completely crushed, and every part of his body was in severe pain. His flesh had been crushed, and his soul had nowhere to escape. He did not expect that he would die in this way. He had already accomplished his mission, but died from this last negligence.

Wuzhan slowly walked to the fallen treasure box, bent down to pick up the treasure box, held it in his hand, and watched Zhuo Qing being submerged in the black liquid with his usual indifferent eyes.

Bixia had been completely in despair. When she saw this scene, her beautiful eyes widened and her thin lips opened. She couldn't believe the huge changes that were happening. A person with no cultivation could completely bind the "God" in the sky. It was too incredible. She smiled suddenly and two tears rolled down. In just a few days, he had given her hope in despair many times.

Although Wuzhan wanted to use the Xirang to bind Zhuo Qing, he would not succeed if he had a slightly wrong timing. He was too calm, and no one could tell what he was thinking. After hearing what he just said, everyone really thought he was going to hand over the Xirang and was greatly disappointed in him. Now it seems that the purpose of making her sad and desperate was to make Zhuo Qing believe that he was a coward and completely let down her guard. In a trance, she found that the distance between her and him was really big, and she felt inexplicably lost in front of him.

Wuzhan saw that the expanding Xirang had killed Zhuoqing, and used the scarce energy in his body to control the Xirang. The Xirang stopped growing and instantly solidified into black and hard rock, standing in front of the jade pillar, much like a statue.

Wuzhan was exhausted. The 'Piercing Heart Ladybug' had tortured him for a while, and he had already reached his limit. He staggered to Bixia, handed her the Xirang, and said weakly: "I have got the Xirang now. Although a little is missing, it is not seriously damaged. Please keep it, Yuanjun."

Bixia did not go to meet Xirang. Qingquan stared at Wuzhe, paused for a while, slowly stood up, and said softly: "Let's put you somewhere for the time being. It's not suitable to stay here for long. Let's leave here first."

Wuzhan had no choice but to put the treasure box into the Qiankun Jade and follow Bixia out of the cave.

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As soon as he got out of the cave, it felt like he was in another world. The light was so blinding that Wuzhan could no longer hold on and fainted immediately. Bixia hurriedly helped him up, felt his pulse, frowned, and quickly injected true energy into Wuzhan. As soon as the true energy entered Wuzhan's body, it spread all over the place without stopping. Bixia then realized that Wuzhan's illness was strange. With regret, she turned to guiding the repair of his meridians, and only then did she stabilize his weak heart pulse.

Although Bixia was seriously injured, she recovered quickly after taking the Luan blood. Seeing that Wuzhan's condition had improved, she was worried about encountering Daoxuan and others, and there was no point in delaying, so she carried Wuzhan on her back and walked towards the valley entrance.

Five bodies were found in the valley, three of them were elites of the Nitian Sect, and two were Taoists of the imperial court. They were probably killed while trying to seize the fake Xirang. Bixia found a bag of dry food on the bodies, ate some, and put it in her arms.

When we walked out of the valley, we saw that the water level of the Yellow River had dropped by more than 30 meters. We knew that the breach must be very large and we needed to rush to Jiuyuan as soon as possible. The boats we saw when we came here were no longer there, so we had to carry Wuzhan downstream, preparing to go around the mountains and then take the land route.

The sun was warm, the breeze was gentle, the birds were singing in the empty mountains, the green waves were swaying gently, and Wuzhan woke up leisurely, and found that he was actually carried on his back by Bixia. Her delicate body was soft, and her black hair was fragrant. It seemed like a dream. He couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering, and he coughed quickly to remind her.

Seeing that Wuzhan had woken up, Bixia put Wuzhan down, took out some dry food from her arms, handed it to Wuzhan, and then meditated and regulated her breathing alone.

Wuzhan ate the dry food silently, and felt much better in his stomach. He stood up, took out the treasure box, handed it to Bixia, and said, "My strength is limited, so I can't go to Jiuyuan with Yuanjun. Please go alone and block the breach as soon as possible."

After Bixia accepted the treasure box, she stared at Wu Yu, knowing that they were different and that they would have to say goodbye. She asked in a deep voice, "Do you have to serve as an official in the court?"

Wuzhan turned his eyes to the boundless river and sighed softly, "That's where I must go."

Bixia was clear-headed. With Wuzhan's intelligence and talent, he would surely achieve great things and be promoted to a high position with generous salary. However, she felt that Wuzhan's purpose was not to achieve these goals. Instead, he seemed to be fulfilling a mission that he would not hesitate to sacrifice his life to complete. Qingquan said in a deep voice, "If you don't tell me your purpose, I won't let you go."

Wuzhan thought for a moment and replied, "Yuan Jun also saw those Taoists in the court. My master was killed by them and the five-colored stone was taken away. I want to take it back and fulfill my master's dying wish, but I have no cultivation and it is difficult to get close to them. The only way to have a chance is to enter the court. This is my goal."

After hearing this, Bixia pondered for a while and asked, "What is your master's last wish? Can I help you?"

Wuzhan bowed his hands and thanked him: "If I can retrieve the five-colored stone, and Yuanjun can help me, I will be grateful." Then he briefly told her the master's last wish. After hearing this, Bixia frowned and said: "If the demon appears in the world, it will be a disaster for all living beings. If you can retrieve the five-colored stone, send a message to me and I will go with you." Then he said: "If you enter the court, can you promise me to think more about the people?"

Wuzhan replied: "There is intrigue within the court. In order to protect myself, many things are beyond my control. I can only do my best."

Bixia stood up, her eyes seemed reluctant, she sighed and said: "Just don't forget this sentence. After I return to Mount Tai, I will ask my disciples to send you our sect's elixir Jinxiangyu. Although it is not a good medicine for curing diseases, it can nourish blood and boost energy, and may be beneficial to your body."

Wuzhan said, "Then I would like to thank Yuanjun first." He suddenly remembered that Wanjiao had gone to Mount Tai and stole this elixir. He wondered how she was doing now and whether she could have retreated when faced with difficulties.

Bixia looked downstream and said, "If you go another forty miles, you will reach the river mouth. There will be boats there, and you can take the boat to Shenmu. We will say goodbye here and see you later...sometime." She said "sometime" with some hesitation, perhaps there would be no chance for them to meet again in the future.

Wuzhan bowed and said, "Farewell, Lord Yuan. See you later!"

The green-clad figure danced alone and disappeared into the distant mountains in a flash.

Wuzhan withdrew his gaze, knowing that she would definitely block the breach, and thought to himself, "What would happen if all the cultivators in the world were like her?" He shook his head and walked downstream along the river bank.

Clear water, blue sky, white clouds, singing birds, fragrant flowers, refreshing river breeze, walking slowly on the river beach without obstacles. Although my whole body aches, my mood has improved greatly. I am so lucky to get the Xirang. If there is any deviation, I will die in the cave.

While he was thinking, he found two figures in front of him, sitting opposite each other by the river, motionless, like two reefs. Wuzhan didn't know why they were sitting there, and he was suspicious. He walked closer to take a closer look, and suddenly his eyes widened. One of the two people was Ping Qingjue and the other was Han Xiaoting. He thought to himself, "It's true! Huo Biao really attracted Ping Qingjue here."

Wuzhan wanted to avoid the two people, but there was a river on the left and green mountains on the right, so there was no other way to go. He stood there and observed for a long time, but the two people did not move. Wuzhan suddenly realized, "Could they have died?"

Wuzhan walked closer and sure enough, Han Xiaoting's clothes were torn in several holes and covered in blood. Ping Qingjue was not much better, with his eyes closed and blood flowing from all seven orifices. The iron rod and the long sword had fallen far away. The two were more than ten feet apart, and there were deep pits, sword marks, and scorched earth all around them. The two must have been in a fierce duel, but it happened in the wilderness and no one saw it.

Wuzhan knew a lot about what happened between the two of them, and had a pretty good impression of them. He sighed in his heart and wanted to pick up his sword and bury the two of them.

Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up, he suddenly heard two people shouting at the same time. Wuzhan was so scared that he sat down on the ground. He saw the two people flying up. Ping Qingjue waved his palm with a whistling sword intent and stabbed at Han Xiaoting. Han Xiaoting raised his fist like a meteor and swung it towards Ping Qingjue.

The two met in mid-air, and with a "puff" sound, Han Xiaoting's chest was pierced by the sword.

With a 'bang', Ping Qingjue's head was flattened by a fist.

Han Xiaoting fell backwards, blood gushing out, Ping Qingjue flew out at an angle, his face unrecognizable, and both of them fell heavily to the ground.

Wuzhan originally thought that the two were dead, but unexpectedly they were still breathing. However, from this point on, no one could hope to survive.

After the two fell to the ground, they never got up again. Wuzhan was still in shock and didn't rush to check. After a long time, he heard Han Xiaoting say hoarsely, "Boy, come here."

Wuzhan knew that he was Qin Moyao's biological father. He held his breath, thinking that he must have something to tell her. He hurried over to her side and said without any nonsense, "Senior, what wish do you have that I need to convey to your daughter?"

Han Xiaoting's deep-set eyes were slightly startled, and he seemed a little excited, "Do you know her?"

Wuzhan said, "I know her. I was there when her mother committed suicide on the Love Cliff. I will definitely pass on what you said, senior."

"I believe you. In my sleeve, there is a copy of 'The Secret of Immortality'. Give it to her."

Wuzhan stretched out his hand to touch it, and indeed he touched a book. He took it out and saw three words written on it: The Secret of Immortality.

(End of this chapter)