Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 292 Using a Borrowed Knife to Kill

Chapter 292 Using a Borrowed Knife to Kill (Seeking Subscriptions)
Shen Xuan's gaze then turned to Zhuang Ninglu.

Two patrol dogs? Not enough!

Lu Wenshang saw Shen Xuan looking at his wife and suddenly realized what was going on.

“My wife is from a distinguished family, naturally beautiful, and exceptionally skilled! If Fellow Daoist Shen takes a liking to her, I am willing to offer her to you!”

"Husband..."

Zhuang Ninglu stared at Lu Wenshang in disbelief.

Is this still the charming and capable husband in her eyes?

"Husband, how could you do this!"

Zhuang Ninglu's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Shut up."

Lu Wenshang roared, "It's your honor that Fellow Daoist Shen has taken a liking to you!"

Women are so stupid!

What time is it? Why are you still agonizing over this?

A man can bend and stretch.

As long as he can escape with his life and return to his sect or family to get reinforcements, there are a hundred ways to make Shen Fei wish he were dead.

At that time, I can avenge any grudge!
Where there is life, there is hope.

How could he, a direct descendant of the Lu family of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, perish here in such an unclear and ambiguous manner!

As for the wife...

What's a little grievance compared to this!
Shen Xuan's face showed surprise.

The way this scion of a powerful sect could change his expression left him in awe and feeling inferior!
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you have misunderstood."

"I'm so envious of how loving you two are!"

"So, I've decided!"

"I'll spare your lives!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wenshang was overjoyed, thinking he had escaped a calamity.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen. I will certainly keep my promise and deliver the two patrol dogs to you!"

He helped Zhuang Ninglu to her feet slowly.

"So, you've decided who will die?"

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xuan offered an explanation.

Lu Wenshang, who was half-bent over, was stunned before he could stand up completely.

He looked at Shen Xuan with a bewildered expression.

"Didn't you understand? Between the two of you, whoever makes the first move and kills the other will live."

"what!"

Zhuang Ninglu cried out in surprise, took a few steps back hastily, and stared at Lu Wenshang, still shaken.

Clearly, she had absolutely no confidence in her husband.

"I'll give you ten breaths."

Shen Xuan said calmly, "Within ten breaths, it's either life or death. Otherwise, you two will die together."

He wanted to see how this loving couple would choose when faced with life and death.

"My wife, don't worry! Your husband is incompetent and unable to protect you. He is willing to die!"

Lu Wenshang gave a bitter laugh, and shakily picked up the sharp flying sword, pointing the tip at his own throat.

"My husband, no! I..."

Zhuang Ninglu said, her lips trembling.

Lu Wenshang swung his sword and thrust it towards his own throat.

However, halfway there, he suddenly turned around, the flying sword flew out of his hand, and turned into a cold light, shooting towards Zhuang Ninglu's throat.

Zhuang Ninglu's spiritual energy was in disarray, and her white silk magic weapon shattered. She had no way to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the flying sword shot towards her.

At this time.

There was a "ding" sound.

The flying sword was shot down by a dark ice fish.

Zhuang Ninglu's neck was grazed by the sharp energy of the flying sword, leaving a bloody mark.

Lu Wenshang was shocked and looked at Shen Xuan blankly.

"Sorry! I've changed my mind."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you are absolutely disgusting!"

Shen Xuan brought the flying sword to Zhuang Ninglu's front.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, I'll give you two choices. Either you perish together with Fellow Daoist Lu, or you kill him and I'll spare your life."

Lu Wenshang looked flustered, and his face changed drastically.

"My lady, don't believe him. Demonic cultivators have no integrity whatsoever!"

Zhuang Ninglu reached out and grasped the flying sword.

His eyes were fixed on Shen Xuan.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen."

Whether Shen Xuan kept his promise or not is no longer important.

Now, all she wants is to kill the unfaithful man in front of her with her own hands.

Shen Xuan smiled.

He took out a magic pill and shot it over.

"This is a Spirit Restoration Pill, which can restore some spiritual power. Fellow Daoist Zhuang may wish to take it."

Zhuang Ninglu reached out and took it, without even looking at it, and without hesitation opened her small mouth and swallowed it.

"Wow"!
Zhuang Ninglu swayed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her complexion regained some rosiness.

One Spirit Recovery Pill can only restore 20-30% of one's spiritual power.

It was more than enough to deal with Lu Wenshang, who had lost all his spiritual power.

Lu Wenshang took a few steps back in a panic: "Wife, don't do this..."

"Three breaths left."

Shen Xuan's icy voice rang out.

Zhuang Ninglu no longer hesitated.

Holding a flying sword, she leaped towards her husband, with whom she had once sworn to be forever united and share joys and sorrows.

Blood splatters!

Zhuang Ninglu's attacks were not strong.

If Lu Wenshang were in his prime, an attack of this magnitude wouldn't even be able to break through his physical defenses.

However, Lu Wenshang has now lost all his spiritual energy.

Zhuang Ninglu, holding a flying sword, plunged it fiercely into his heart.

Lu Wenshang grasped Zhuang Ninglu's hands with both of his.

"My wife, no!"

"Two breaths!"

Zhuang Ninglu drew her flying sword, stared at Lu Wenshang, and slowly thrust it into his heart again.

Lu Wenshang's hands trembled, unable to let go.

His eyes were full of pleading.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

"One breath!"

Zhuang Ninglu no longer hesitated, quickly pulling out, thrusting in, pulling out again, thrusting in again...

"Puff puff!"

Zhuang Ninglu stabbed more than a dozen times before stopping and collapsing to the ground, powerless.

"Well done."

Shen Xuan glanced at Zhuang Ninglu and picked up the flying sword that had fallen to the ground.

Then, he took off Lu Wenshang's storage bag and put away the spirit shield.

Zhuang Ninglu was pale, covered in blood, and kept vomiting.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zhuang, I always keep my word. You may leave now."

Zhuang Ninglu slowly stood up, her expression blank.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, let me give you a suggestion."

"Your husband and his spirit beast accidentally lost their way while hunting a monster and were swallowed whole, leaving no trace of their bodies."

Zhuang Ninglu stopped in her tracks.

Then, gritting his teeth, he took out a fire talisman and cast a spell on Lu Wenshang's corpse, burning it to ashes.

Seeing Zhuang Ninglu cleaning up the battlefield, Shen Xuan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhuang, hurry back. Be careful on your journey!" After saying that, Shen Xuan put away the two corpse beasts, transformed into a streak of light, and flew away.

……

Shen Xuan spared Zhuang Ninglu's life not because he was soft-hearted.

Rather, it was to avoid trouble.

Lu Wenshang was a scion of a prominent family.

If Shen Xuan were to take action himself, there would inevitably be some side effects.

What if the Lu family has some kind of tracking method?

Shen Xuan's actions were legitimate self-defense, which was perfectly reasonable.

But it's still a troublesome matter.

Now, things are different.

Lu Wenshang died at the hands of his wife, Zhuang Ninglu.

Moreover, before his death, Lu Wenshang displayed a series of shameful and utterly depraved behaviors.

In order to survive alone, he betrayed his wife with whom he had shared a life of mutual support and decided to kill her with his own hands.

If the truth were revealed, even the Lu family would be too embarrassed to seek revenge for him.

Zhuang Ninglu is a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

In order to protect themselves, they will definitely try to cover up the real cause of Lu Wenshang's death.

Moreover, Shen Xuan never revealed his true identity from beginning to end.

He didn't do it himself.

The Lu family couldn't find him at all.

As for whether Zhuang Ninglu can safely leave the Shadow Forest after her magic weapon is damaged.

That depends on her luck.

At least, Shen Xuan didn't lie to her.

They did indeed spare her life.

……

After this incident, to avoid any unforeseen complications...

Shen Xuan sped up and drove at breakneck speed to the shore of Luoxia Lake.

We arrived at dusk.

The sunset glow reflected in the water is breathtakingly beautiful.

However, two Foundation Establishment cultivators, a man and a woman, were standing by the lake.

Shen Xuan revealed himself from the void.

The two were taken aback and each summoned their magical treasures, adopting a defensive posture.

"Who are you!"

Shen Xuan shouted.

“Fan Siwen (Michelle Wai) of Xuanzhu Sect greets fellow Daoist.”

"May I ask which major sect you belong to, fellow cultivator?"

Fan Siwen was very respectful.

"The Xuanzhu Sect? Does the Hermit of Thousand Bamboo know it?"

"I recognize her. Qianzhu is my senior sister from the same lineage."

Do you have any Thunder Sound Bamboo on you?

Thunder Sound Bamboo is a third-tier spirit bamboo.

Only members of the Xuanzhu Sect would carry it with them.

Fan Siwen took out a small section of Thunder Sound Bamboo, wrapped it with spiritual power, and gently flew it to Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan grabbed it, and sure enough, it was Lei Yinzhu.

Unfortunately, it's too small.

The number of years is also insufficient.

Shen Xuan estimated that he could make at most one magic talisman.

"Any more?"

Fan Siwen looked at Wei Shiya.

She pursed her lips and took out a small piece of Thunder Bamboo as well.

Shen Xuan accepted it without hesitation.

"The rogue cultivator, Shen Fei."

"What are you doing here?"

Fan Siwen said respectfully, "Fellow Daoist Shen, my junior sister and I would like to go to the small island in the middle of the lake."

"Oh, why not go?"

Fan Siwen said with a wry smile, "There is a water demon in this lake, and it is extremely powerful."

"Fan was afraid it would jump out and attack midway."

How do you know there's a water demon here?

"My junior sister and I have been here for more than ten days and have witnessed the water demon devour two Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Shen Xuan glanced at Wei Shiya.

"Do you want to go to the island in the lake and solidify your spiritual body under the Purple Divine Tree?"

Both of them were at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Fan Siwen's aura was stronger than Wei Shiya's.

But not as pure as her.

Wei Shiya bowed respectfully: "As Fellow Daoist Shen said, Shiya wishes to go to the Purple Essence Divine Tree to solidify the Mysterious Bamboo Spirit Body."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, could you please help me? I would be extremely grateful."

Shen Xuan looked towards Luoxia Lake.

The sky and water blend into one color, the waves are calm and undisturbed.

Seemingly peaceful.

However, a deep-water hook snake, a second-tier high-grade demonic beast, was lurking inside.

With Fan Siwen and Wei Shiya's abilities, flying from the lake to the island in the middle of the lake would be like adding food to the Deepwater Hook Serpent's diet.

“Add three more sections of Thunder Sound Bamboo, and I’ll take care of your safe round trip from the island in the lake.”

Fan Siwen and Wei Shiya looked at each other in bewilderment.

The two discussed it in hushed tones for a while.

Fan Siwen clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, the three sections of Thunder Sound Bamboo will surely protect us safely on our way back and forth."

"However, neither of us currently possesses the Thunder Sound Bamboo."

Shen Xuan asked, "Will you be able to get it after returning to the sect?"

"can!"

Fan Siwen said, "Each Foundation Establishment disciple in the sect will be given a section of Thunder Sound Bamboo, which can be used to refine magic weapons and spirit talismans."

"But not every Foundation Establishment disciple can use it. As long as you are willing to spend spirit stones, you can definitely acquire it."

Shen Xuan nodded: "The Xuanzhu Sect only has this Thunder Sound Bamboo to offer, so it's quite good for you."

"Write a spirit contract!"

Fan Siwen took out a blank spirit contract, wrote down the contents, and he and Wei Shiya each signed and imprinted their spiritual power.

Then, he handed it to Shen Xuan with both hands.

Shen Xuan scanned the contents briefly with his divine sense, and finding them correct, he directly put them into his storage bag.

Fan Siwen and Wei Shiya exchanged a glance.

Despite having doubts.

However, both of them were cautious and did not question him directly.

"Don't worry! I'll help you this time out of respect for Master Qianzhu!"

"Fan Siwen, Wei Shiya, protect and guard me!"

After saying that, Shen Xuan summoned the Shadow Octopus Corpse Beast.