Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 359 If Heaven Had Feelings, Heaven Would Grow Old

Qiu Chuji noticed the change in Yang Jian's tone, but he did not insist on contradicting him at this moment.

Love itself is not wrong!
Regardless of whether the structure of this love is absurd or not, as long as it does not violate generally accepted morals and public order, it should not be strongly rejected.

But when reckless and unstable love is combined with overwhelming power, it becomes a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

From a cold-blooded perspective, the strong naturally enjoy all the conveniences of the world, and it is normal for their actions to cause any uncontrollable losses.

But neither Yang Jian nor Chen Xiang are the kind of people who are completely 'love above all else'. They have high moral constraints, as well as a sense of mission and responsibility. Even if Chen Xiang does not show such qualities now, with Yang Jian's guidance, he will eventually develop similar feelings.

Therefore, when the actions of Liu Fang, Wu Tianhua, and others truly bring suffering to the world, that will be the time when Yang Jian's tone changes again.

With Mo Xuanling relentlessly restraining her from the outside, Liu Fang's stealth became much easier.

After passing through a long, dark tunnel, Liu Fang finally arrived at the cell where Wu Tianhua was located.

This is a completely enclosed cell with only a few ventilation holes.

They didn't even leave a trapdoor for delivering food and water, since Wu Tianhua's cultivation was so strong that he could go without food or water for several years without any problems.

Looking through the small hole, Liu Fang covered her mouth, her eyes involuntarily filling with tears.

Wow! !

Wu Tianhua continued to struggle, the chains passing through his body constantly tearing at his flesh.

Liu Fang snapped out of her daze and, through the small hole, transformed the treasure she used for transformation into a strand of hair and inserted it into the hole.

Now that she had lost the cover of the treasure, she was fully exposed in front of the prison cell.

"Who goes there? How dare you!" The demon general in charge of guarding the place saw Liu Fang appear and roared as he slashed at her with his sword.

At the same time, the hair-like treasure flew towards Wu Tianhua, following his senses.

The treasure that Liu Fang could only help with transformations has now become an almost indestructible blade under Wu Tianhua's control.

In an instant, all the chains and restraints that bound Wu Tianhua were shattered.

The moment he opened his eyes, he sensed the danger emanating from Liu Fang.

Her hair transformed into a sharp sword, cleaving through the thick iron gate and striking the demon general, sending him flying. Wu Tianhua, draped in blood and disheveled, still flew out with an air of domineering elegance and grabbed Liu Fang in a hug.

"What are you doing? Let go... It's still dangerous here!" Liu Fang's pretty face turned red. Even though they had been husband and wife, the intimacy at this moment still made her feel shy.

Wu Tianhua didn't even glance at the demon soldiers surrounding him. While slashing them with his hand, he kept his eyes fixed on the woman in his arms and said domineeringly, "This time, I will never let go, no matter what."

"You stupid woman! Don't you know that I was just pretending to lull General Zhenyuan and the others into a false sense of security?"

"Once I strip them of their military power, I will have my own ways of dealing with them. You just need to stand still and wait for me..."

Liu Fang asked, "What do you take me for?"

"Child's play?"

"Let me go, you're such a hypocrite!"

As Liu Fang spoke, her body began to struggle violently, as if trying to break free from Wu Tianhua's embrace.

However, Wu Tianhua's arms were like iron hoops, firmly locking Liu Fang in place, making her struggles seem more like coquetry.

Then, Wu Tianhua lowered his head, silencing Liu Fang before she could say anything more.

All resistance and opposition, all grievances and complaints, have now ceased.

Chenxiang stared wide-eyed at the scene.

He didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked!

This is wrong!

Brother, sister!

You're being surrounded and killed now!
They just started eating it, all fresh and juicy?

That's incredibly disrespectful to the demon soldiers around them!
And then there's Mo Xuanling... that guy is being targeted by everyone outside, his dad's about to be beaten to a pulp, and you guys aren't even lending a hand, just dawdling here.
That's inhumane!

Yang Jian didn't understand either, but he was knowledgeable and tolerant of the diversity of species in the world.

The two stared at each other for a while, then kissed for a while, before embracing each other and charging out of the cage with their swords.

At this moment, Wu Tianhua's strength did not resemble that of someone seriously injured. It even made people suspect that his capture was premeditated, in order to provoke Liu Fang out.

Once they were out of the cage, the intensity immediately increased.

After rounds of arrow rain, several powerful demons with profound auras surrounded them, blocking Wu Tianhua and Liu Fang's path.

The leader was dressed in a black robe, with a gaunt face and a long, rat-like beard. He held a scepter with nine poisonous snakes twisted together, but the top of the scepter was also inlaid with a blade, making the weapon in his hand look extremely strange and special.

There's a saying in the martial arts world: the stranger the weapon, the faster you die; but there's also a saying that the stranger the weapon, the stronger you are.

The two statements are quite different, but both have their basis.

The logic is simple: the tools you use are very different from others. If you play them well, it's an advantage, giving you the opportunity to grow into a master and achieve a surprise effect. If you don't play them well, it's an even bigger disadvantage, because the margin for error for unusual weapons is low.

Therefore, it's hard to say whether the upper or lower limit is.

This same principle applies to this world as well.

Based on previous observations, although this world also has formations, talismans, and spells, it places more emphasis on bloodlines. Therefore, close combat and weapon fighting relying on physical strength and talent are the most mainstream methods.

At this moment, in the hands of the old man with the rat-beard, the strange scepter gleamed with a faint black light, and the nine venomous snakes seemed to be alive, constantly writhing and hissing.

"The Nine-Headed Serpent Elder of the Demon Clan?"

"I never imagined that you would have aged so much after all these years, and you've shrunk so much in size!"

"It seems that my sword strike back then, though it didn't kill you, certainly caused you a lot of suffering." Wu Tianhua, holding his beauty in his arms, only provoked her, showing no sign of the embarrassment or fear of being in enemy territory and seriously injured. He exuded an abundance of confidence and ease.

"Wu Tianhua! You're still as arrogant as ever!"

"But it doesn't matter. Today I will kill you here to avenge the grudge of that year!"

But then the Nine Serpent Elder let out a cold, sinister snort, and immediately a vast expanse of black light poured out from the strange scepter. Two giant snakes with long, venomous fangs flew out of the scepter, transforming into a black barrier several meters in diameter, circling around Wu Tianhua.

"boom!"

Without further hesitation, Elder Nine Serpents swung his scepter and smashed it down hard on Wu Tianhua.

Meanwhile, the eerie blockade was constantly drawing air away from itself as the scepter was waved.

Clearly, Elder Nine Serpents spoke with great bravado, but his actions were extremely vicious.

He accurately noticed that Liu Fang in Wu Tianhua's arms was his weakness. Perhaps under Wu Tianhua's protection, it would be difficult for him to sneak attack and harm Liu Fang, but as long as the air in a certain range was removed, Liu Fang, with her mere mortal body, would not be able to withstand it at all.

"careful!"

Mo Xuanling's voice rang out just as the seal was set and the air began to be drawn away.

This demon, Boiling Sheep, has not yet managed to leave. Instead, the mask covering his face has been knocked off, and his identity has been exposed. It is likely that he will find it difficult to maintain his position among the demons in the future.

A cold smile crept across his lips. The longsword in Wu Tianhua's hand swiftly unleashed a storm of sword energy.

The overwhelming sword light instantly converged into a single point, with hundreds of swords shining brightly.

The sealed space was first cleaved open with a gap.

Let the air circulate, and then... the gap widens rapidly until it can no longer draw out any more air.

With just one sword strike, Wu Tianhua broke Elder Nine Serpents's underhanded move.

However, he also lost the initiative, and the Nine Serpent Elder's scepter struck him, leaving him no time to parry with his sword.

clang!
The clash of sword and staff produced a deafening sound, carrying a massive and violent energy surge that swept rapidly through the air.

The long sword that Wu Tianhua was holding turned into a short sword, which blocked the enormous force of the scepter falling by a hair's breadth.

The sword in Wu Tianhua's hand was inherently capable of transformation.

In Liu Fang's hands, it could grant her countless transformations; in Wu Tianhua's hands, it became a treasure that could be freely transformed into any weapon.

"Excellent technique!" Elder Nine Serpents exclaimed as he unleashed all his prepared hidden tricks.

Seven giant venomous snakes emerged from the scepter, each spewing venomous mist and shimmering light from its mouth.

While such an attack may not be solid enough, the expanded offensive is advantageous to him.

Wu Tianhua was also enraged by Elder Jiu She's repeated provocations. He unleashed a burst of mysterious light from his body, blocking the poisonous mist and flowing light formed by the seven venomous snakes.

Then, with a cold laugh, the short sword transformed into a long sword. With a seemingly casual tap and flick, layers of power erupted, and Elder Nine Serpents was sent flying backward in a sorry state. The scepter in his hand was also cut off and scattered as scrap metal.

Only the sharp edge at the tip burst forth with an astonishingly cold light, shooting towards Liu Fang from a tricky angle, but was caught by Wu Tianhua with his hand.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Blood dripped from Wu Tianhua's left hand, making a hissing sound as it hit the ground.

This clearly shows that there must be a deadly poison on that blade.

But even such a potent poison did not cause Wu Tianhua's tall body to tremble in the slightest.

He simply tightened his embrace around the woman, and after seeing that she was safe and sound, he smiled with satisfaction.

"You've made some progress. My sword didn't even sever your fingers! It only injured your internal organs. At this rate of improvement, if you're lucky enough to survive, in another five hundred years, you'll probably be able to withstand three of my moves... if I'm still the same as I am now then." Wu Tianhua raised his head and gave Elder Nine Serpents a sharp critique.

These words caused Elder Nine Serpents' face to flush red, his internal injuries became uncontrollable, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Tianhua, however, was relentless in his pursuit of power, and a vertical eye appeared between his eyebrows.

Immediately, this vertical eye, which was flashing with purple light, emitted an extremely domineering energy fluctuation.

Like a thunderclap, a purplish-gray beam of light shot out.

At first, the purplish-gray light was inconspicuous, but it exuded a terrifying power. Gradually, the light began to absorb the surrounding primordial energy of heaven and earth, and continued to grow stronger.

Swish!
The purplish-gray light was incredibly fast, instantly severing the bodies of dozens of demon experts around it before finally striking Elder Nine Serpents, who was unable to dodge in time.

A burst of blood mist suddenly exploded, and a fist-sized hole appeared in his heart.

Elder Nine Serpents lowered his head with difficulty, staring in horror at the bloody hole in his chest, his face filled with deep fear.

He recalled the fear of being dominated by this 'Number One War God of the Three Realms' on the battlefield between Heaven and Demon.

Desperately burning its essence and blood, the Nine-Headed Serpent aged into a streak of bloody light, about to disappear from this place.

Wu Tianhua intended to continue the pursuit, but was stopped by Mo Xuanling.

"If you want to leave, then leave. Don't act recklessly on my demon territory!" Mo Xuanling said coldly.

Wu Tianhua continued to look down at Mo Xuanling and said, "It's you?"

"It seems you've been helping my Liufang all this time."

"Since that's the case, I'll spare your life!"

Mo Xuanling glanced at Liu Fang, who was nestled in Wu Tianhua's arms, her eyes flashing with pity and disappointment, but she still said, "Are you sure you want to go with him?"

"If you'd like to stay..."

"She won't stay!" Wu Tianhua interrupted rudely, not at all like a noble Celestial King.

Liu Fang patted Wu Tianhua's arm, then said to Mo Xuanling, "Young Master Xuanling! I am very grateful for your help. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to repay you with my life, but in this life... I only wish to have no regrets!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xuanling gave a wan smile, looking like a stray dog ​​that had just been kicked.

Have you forgotten how he betrayed you?

"Liufang...why can't you be a little smarter?"

A dangerous light flashed again between Wu Tianhua's brows.

Liu Fang grasped his hand, shook her head, and said to Mo Xuanling, "Young Master Xuanling! I am very grateful for your affection, but I have always regarded you... as a friend."

"Let us go, okay?"

Mo Xuanling gritted his teeth and made room for him.

With Liu Fang in his arms, Wu Tianhua proudly soared into the sky, crashing through the dome of the underground city, tearing through the sky, and escaping the abyss.

"uncle!"

"That Wu Tianhua, how come he also has a third eye between his eyebrows, just like you?" Chenxiang still had many questions.

This time, however, the focus is no longer on the complicated love story between Wu Tianhua and the others.

Yang Jian did not answer the question because what he cared about was, if Wu Tianhua and Liu Fang left like this, what would become of those who had helped them?
Was it ignored and forgotten?
Or do you simply not care?
"Thinking about those people who are kept by the demons?" Qiu Chuji asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian nodded slightly.

"If you can't stand by and watch, then do something about it!"

“We came to this world to observe, but no one has stipulated that we can’t take action!” Qiu Chuji said.

To be honest, although he had expected that the art style of this world would be strange, he was still disgusted by the man-eating demons.

Even if Yang Jian doesn't take action, he will still intervene.

Whether it's a task or not, the main point is that one's mindset shouldn't be unclear.

"Alright!" Yang Jian replied decisively.

Then, the two of them simultaneously revealed themselves from the air, leaving only Chenxiang to remain hidden.

(End of this chapter)