I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

When they came, they planned to go to the city gate to take a look, but now the answer is obvious, so there is no need to do so.

A scarlet horse was galloping along the long street. Yan Mobai was sitting at the front holding the reins, Li Yulo was sitting at the back with her arms around his waist, and Yi Niaoniao was sandwiched between the two of them. Her beautiful amber eyes were narrowed weakly, and she was almost suffocated by the squeezing.

Why are these two guys hugging each other so tightly...

The girl opened her mouth slightly and breathed rapidly, but she still felt uncomfortable, especially because the soft and undulating breasts of her chest, which Li Yulo had secretly envied countless times, were pressed against the leader's back. She sensitively felt the shape of the leader's spine, which made the girl's face flush and took up the already limited living space, making her even more breathless.

Yi Niaoniao tried to squeeze to the side, but the little vixen's arms looked slender, but in fact, she couldn't shake them at all. She opened her mouth to ask for help, but a strong wind filled her mouth. In the end, she had to close her mouth and silently endure the torture of suffocation, making confusing and indistinguishable whimpers.

Her consciousness was hazy and there was only one thought in her mind.

If only my figure could be as thin as that of the little vixen...

Li Yuluo could never have guessed that her sister Yi, whom she envied so much, would actually envy her figure at this moment.

In this way, the two men galloped on the long street, holding a poor girl who was foaming at the mouth.

They no longer had to stop and go along the way like they did when they came here. With the speed of the scarlet horse, the three of them quickly returned to the Yaoguang base.

The Xianlingfang was completely dark, and there was no sign of the Yaoguang Sect disciples stationed there, nor were there any signs of fighting. Almost all the doors of the houses were open, as if the owners had suddenly encountered something urgent and left in a hurry, without even having time to close the door.

Yan Mobai thought he should know where these people went, but now they have all turned into dust. In his mind, the huge tree full of corpses appeared again, and those faces embedded on the backs of the corpses, which ones were people he had seen before...

He knew clearly that this was definitely not Yu Jiejiu's method. Even if the contemporary Tianjizi was unfathomable, he was still just a Yuantai. It was already his limit that he could use the way of luck to hurt Yi Niaoniao who was determined to kill him. If they faced each other head-on, he was afraid that he would not even be able to break through Yi Niaoniao's soul refining domain.

This terrifying forbidden technique could instantly sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands of people in the city and turn hundreds of cultivators within a few miles into puppets. Without the help of a forbidden weapon of the immortal level, it would never be something that Yu Jiejiu, who was at the Yuantai realm, could perform.

Yan Mobai searched in the pile of corpse ashes, but found no trace of the forbidden weapon. Yu Jiejiu was able to obtain so many mortal souls to perform the Burning Life Technique, probably because of Shan Zhenzhen who set up the formation above Jiuling Town.

He withdrew his gaze from the dark doors.

I'm afraid there are only three of them left alive in this small town.

"Sister Yi...Sister Yi?!" A girl's panicked cry suddenly sounded behind him.

Before Yan Mobai turned around, Yi Niao reluctantly retracted her tongue from her lips and used her sleeve to wipe away the saliva that had flowed to her mouth due to suffocation, but she could not hide the confusion and distraction in her eyes.

The leader glanced at her and asked, "Is the horse's back bumpy?"

There was no way Yi Niaoniao would tell him about the embarrassing experience she had just had. She stared at him stubbornly with her amber eyes and quickly shook her head to deny it.

But she forgot that she was still dizzy from suffocation, and her head became dizzy in a few seconds. Her eyes went dark and she lost her balance and fell off the horse.

The feeling of weightlessness made the girl's heart seem to be hanging in mid-air. She closed her eyes in fear and resignation, but she could not wait for the moment of landing.

It took a while for Yi Niaoniao to confirm that she did not fall to the ground, but was embraced by someone.

Is it a little vixen?

Yi Niaoniao was unable to break free and was held obediently, but she felt more and more sad.

Obviously, she is the great cultivator of the spirit...

However, he couldn't even defeat a Yuantai cultivator and was seriously injured in the end. He has been taken care of by the little vixen ever since.

How could she, who is so weak, be qualified to compete with the little vixen for the piece of cake that belongs to her?

She regretted more and more that she had not listened to An Xiaoyu's advice and worked hard to cultivate. She only greedily flipped through the novel in front of her and tasted the delicious cakes and sweet soup on the table...

As she thought about it, Yi Niaoniao sobbed sadly, and two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her closed eyes.

"Master...Sister Yi is crying..." A soft and tender voice sounded from a few steps away.

"Wu... I didn't... cry..." Yi Niaoniao raised her little hand with difficulty and wiped away the tears on her face.

This damn little vixen...just wants to bring up things that are not related to the topic...

Her hands suddenly froze on her face and she was speechless.

The little vixen was a few steps away, so who was holding her...

The girl quietly opened her eyes a little and looked at the person holding her through the slender white fingers. Although she was dizzy and couldn't see clearly, the white hair hanging down from his temples already revealed his identity.

Yi Niaoniao's heart trembled.

Master Yan...

The one holding her turned out to be the leader...

The little vixen really doesn't have such kind hearts. Only the leader would care about her like this...

The sadness in her heart disappeared, and the girl naively opened her arms, wanting to hug the leader's neck.

But before Yi Niaoniao could put her arms around his neck, Yan Mobai placed her on the chaise longue in the alchemy room.

"Now that you are feeling better, Master, please meditate and regulate your breathing."

The smile on the girl's face gradually froze. She knelt on the chaise longue, her amber eyes filled with loss.

"it is good."

She lowered her head silently, recalling the feeling of being hugged by the leader just now, as if a poor puppy was reluctantly savoring the hard-earned meat and bones.

Maybe she is even more pitiful than the puppy... At least the puppy can hug the leftover meat bones and slowly savor them, but she doesn't even have much time to savor them.

With her long eyelashes folded up, she closed her eyes, cleared her mind, adjusted her sitting posture and began to meditate.

Yan Mobai walked to the ground fire stove and moved the alchemy cauldron that had been transformed into a warm stove. After half a day, the ground fire under the cauldron had receded a lot and was blocked by the accumulated flint again, leaving only the feather-like weak flames that occasionally surged up.

Although Shan Zhenzhen was once his subordinate, Yan Mobai didn't know much more about her than he knew about Yu Jiejiu.

That woman was different from the other guardians of the Demon Cult. She defected from the Tianji Sect, and all her status and trust were gained by exchanging the life of a great elder of the Tianji Sect who was in the latter stage of the Spirit Refining Realm. She needed the big umbrella of the Demon Cult to shield herself from the assassination of the Yu Clan, and the Demon Cult also needed her Heavenly Dao Body to guard against the strange and unpredictable destiny of the Tianji Sect.

Rather than being a subordinate, Shan Zhenzhen is more like an ally of the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult is unrivaled in the entire Jiuzhou, so they still have to give her some face. And as the leader of the cult, Mobai has no reason to forcibly test her background.

Compared to their complete ignorance of Shan Zhenzhen, Shan Zhenzhen was fully aware of their methods. Although they were prepared to dig up the earth veins and make a desperate attempt, Yan Mobai had no confidence in the final chance of winning.

Author's words: Let me explain why Yu Jiejiu, who was in the Yuantai realm, could use his mortal luck to injure Yi Niaoniao, who was in the spirit realm. First, the luck of mortals for dozens or hundreds of years was condensed into just a few seconds, which was equivalent to condensing hundreds of millions of times, which can be said to be an astronomical figure. Second, Yi Niaoniao's injury was caused by the backlash of the heavens, not by Yu Jiejiu. No matter how high Yu Jiejiu's luck was, he could not actively cause any harm to her.

Chapter 124: Earth Vein Inspiration

The two fled from the Yuheng Immortal Sect. The most precious thing on them was the brocade bag left by Qian Qiuxue, but there was no treasure in it that could release enough spiritual energy. Yi Niaoniao was even poorer. Apart from the precious sealing knife, she had no valuables on her.

Originally, Yan Mobai planned to use the earth fire to burn the life stone to release spiritual energy, but since Yu Jiejiu handed the corpse to him, he could not refuse it.

Yuantai's perfect cultivation, coupled with his extraordinary bloodline as the eldest son of the Yu family, is something that can be compared with anything in the world except the ashes of the spiritual cultivators and the true artifacts of the immortals.

It’s just that... the underground veins of Yaoguang’s base are only the tip. It would be too difficult to sublimate Yu Jiejiu’s ashes into Taoism in a short period of time relying solely on the flames seeping out of the surface.

They must dig up the earth veins thoroughly and let the hottest flames in the earth veins burn Yu Jiejiu's bones, allowing it to sublimate and transform into the Tao at the fastest speed without wasting any time.

Only in this way can the spiritual energy of this place be a hundred times more concentrated than that of the fairy mountain in a short period of time.

In the huge alchemy hall, only Yi Niao Niao was left regulating her breath on the chaise longue. There was no sign of Yan Mobai and Li Yulo.

A dark, deep hole had been dug out of the ground at some point, with a pile of tall sand hills built beside the hole. From time to time, the sound of earth and rocks being crushed could be heard from the depths of the cave, as well as the quiet conversations of two people.

"Master... oh... it's so hot around here..."

"Keep your energy steady and don't be distracted. We are getting close to the earth vein, but this vein is very shallow."

"Huha...ok...ok..."

The girl was breathing rapidly, her face flushed, her eyes narrowed softly, and her sweat gradually soaked through her underwear, and then soaked her dress. The white dress clung to her petite body, revealing her graceful curves, and the white stockings wrapped around her slender calves and round knees were also faintly flesh-pink due to the sweat.

She waved her little hands to attract the white spiritual light, turning the sand and dust at the bottom of the cave into a yellow and black waterfall that flowed upstream and rose towards the cave entrance.

At the same time, the girl also needs to maintain the magic that covers the two of them and resist the fire and poison energy attacking from all directions.

Although she still had the Bei Ming Cold Jade given by Yi Niaoniao hanging around her neck, the scorching fire poison surrounding her dozens of meters underground was far more intense than when she was standing on the ground. The spiritual charm of the Bei Ming Cold Jade was simply unable to prevent the lingering fire poison from invading her delicate body.

For Yan Mobai, these fire poisons were nothing. Even the injuries caused by breathing in and out spiritual energy during cultivation were much more dangerous than this. But for Li Yuluo, whose cultivation level was only at the Yuan-building stage and whose body was delicate and tender, it was quite difficult to endure.

This might be the reason why the girl's face was so red... There was still crystal saliva on her pink lips, and her fair chin was covered with kiss marks. It was unknown how much of the blush on her face came from the earth fire, and how much came from the kiss between her and the leader.

Yan Mobai mobilized the blood in his body and attached it to his hands. His pale palms were burning with a thin layer of blood flames. He pressed down lightly, and no matter how hard the rock was, it would crumble into ashes under these seemingly weak and feeble hands.

The thick and hard rock layers turned into fine sand and dust like foam under his hands, and the sand and dust were immediately drawn into a vortex by a soft and bright moonlight, turning into long sand lines that merged into the sand waterfall flowing to the ground, and finally accumulated on the sand pile in the Alchemy Hall.

The cooperation between the two was tacit and efficient. Apart from the girl leaning forward for a kiss from time to time, there was hardly any wasted time.

The sweet and rich fragrance of the girl also relieved a lot of Yan Mobai's fatigue. Whenever her small and soft body was buried in his arms without protection, he could feel so clearly that he exclusively possessed the body and soul of this beautiful girl. Thinking that he owned the most beautiful thing in the world, all his worries and concerns seemed to go away.

Not long after, Li Yulo came in front of him again, looking up at him with her big light purple eyes. The white-haired boy understood and put his arms around her waist, then lowered his head to kiss her hot and soft lips.

The fire poison was quickly eliminated, and the two of them were breathing rapidly when they separated.

Yan Mobai did not continue digging immediately, and the girl huddled in his arms obediently and did not leave. She looked at him with her starry eyes, like a kitten obediently waiting for its master's orders.

"Master..."

Infatuated murmurs and hot breaths came out from the girl's pink lips. She kept rubbing her soft face against the leader's chest, as if trying to wipe away the hot blush on her face, but it was still so hot that she wanted to gasp for air.

As they got closer to the earth vein, the air around them became hotter and hotter. They could faintly hear the sound of fire waves hitting the rock wall, and the rock formations under their feet began to shake slightly, as if they would collapse and shatter at any time, causing them to fall into the raging sea of ​​fire.

Even though it was dark all around, Li Yulo could guess that not too deep beneath the rock layer beneath their feet was a purgatory-like sea of ​​fire.

Although it is the residual fire at the end of the earth veins, every strand of it still contains the most fundamental laws of heaven. It can burn all things and decompose them into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can be seen how powerful it is.

The immortal spiritual patterns on the girl's delicate brocade shoes gradually dimmed under the high temperature, and even the soles of the shoes melted a little, leaving a sticky imprint on the rock.

She suddenly thought of something: "Master...if we dig up this vein, will the spiritual energy of Jiuling Town wither?"

It is often said that the spiritual energy of the entire Jiuzhou is closely related to the earth's fire veins. The richer the spiritual energy, the richer the earth's fire veins, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is sublimated from the earth's fire burning underground minerals and rocks, and flows to everywhere along the earth veins.

The reason why the seven immortal mountains are so rich in spiritual energy is that they were once the eyes of fire where the earth and fire gushed out from the ground when the world was first created. Hundreds of thousands of years later, the fire gradually subsided, and the remaining flint formed seven towering mountains. In the center of each mountain, there is a huge earth and fire pool. All the earth veins flow out from these earth and fire pools.

The underground fire surges from the center of the earth to the Tianchi in the center of the fairy mountain, and then divides into several wide main veins from the Tianchi and flows in all directions. The main veins are then divided into several branches, and the branches are divided into dozens of underground vein tips.

The end of one of the earth veins was the sea of ​​fire beneath their feet.

Yan Mobai looked at the dark red rock formations on the ground. He knew that these were the flints that had been deposited by the earth fire for many years. They were the only things in the world that would not sublimate in the burning of the earth fire. They protected Jiuzhou from disappearing in the sea of ​​fire in the earth's core, and also blocked the speed of the spread of spiritual energy, making most of the land in Jiuzhou thin in spiritual energy, barren and desolate.

"Perhaps." He replied, "We are digging up the earth veins, which is tantamount to draining the pond to catch fish. When this remaining fire burns out, there will be no more earth veins in Jiuling Town, and the earth's spiritual power will be difficult to reach this place."

Most of the spiritual energy of the world today comes from the mineral deposits and rock strata deep in the center of the earth. Those minerals are sublimated into spiritual energy by the earth fire in the depths of the earth, and then spread along the earth veins from the Earth Fire Lake to the Nine Continents. If there were no earth veins under Jiuling Town, the earth's spiritual energy would naturally disappear. Only the thin spiritual energy that fell from the sky with the starlight, sun and moon would remain, just like the sparsely populated wilderness outside the city, which is not enough to provide spiritual energy for cultivators to practice.

He suddenly thought that many years later, all the minerals and rocks would burn out, and even the spiritual energy of the fairy mountain would wither. By then... I'm afraid everyone would have to do exactly the same thing as he was doing now.

Chapter 125: Sublimation

Nowadays, the world is full of spiritual energy, and the problem of the earth's spiritual energy running out will not appear in the short term. But Yan Mobai knows that this vast world called Jiuzhou will sooner or later face an inevitable catastrophe.

There is no need to wait until the spiritual power of the earth is completely dried up. As long as the spiritual power of the seven fairy mountains is reduced by a few percent, no matter whether it is the fairy sect or the demon sect, there will be people who can't sit still.

However, it was not his turn to consider these issues now... Yan Mobai quietly sensed the sound of the fire waves hitting the surface. Across the rock layer was a sea of ​​fire that could burn everything.

The eternal flame, having passed through millions of years and traveled millions of miles, was still burning brightly at his feet.

The young man held the warm and soft girl in his arms, listening to her soft breathing, his eyes slightly closed under his white hair, as if he was immersed in this gentle land.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the girl in his arms suddenly trembled and raised her violet eyes in panic: "Master, it's so cold..."

The place that was originally so hot that Li Yuluo could not bear it was now as cold as an ice cave. It was not because the underground fire had subsided, but because the breath from the other side of the world had descended.

The breath seemed to come from the underworld, causing her to shiver unconsciously.

"Here it comes..." Yan Mobai said in a low voice.

The divine sense of the soul was like being broken by a huge sword that could hold up the sky. The sense of crisis was no longer a shallow warning, but a long and frantic cry.

The last time he felt a similar feeling was when he faced the previous Tianji Sect leader Shan Linchen. Even though the old man with white hair who seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and earth had not made a move, Yan Mobai could still clearly feel the terrifying principles hidden in that old body. The spiritual awareness in front of him was like a frightened bird, constantly making shrill cries.

Some people say that the ancestor of the Shan family once usurped the position of the Heavenly Dao, while others say that the ancestor of the Shan family is an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao sent down to the mortal world. Yan Mobai doesn't know whether there is any truth in these rumors, but he knows that in the way of destiny, no one in the entire Jiuzhou can compete with the Shan family.

And the life cultivator happens to be the one who is best at fighting across levels in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Fortunately, Dan Zhenzhen's cultivation was not high. If she had entered the later stage of soul refining like the previous generation of Tianji Sect's master, even ordinary soul refining masters would have been difficult to match her. At that time, looking at Jiuzhou, only people like Qian Qiuxue who were half-step Xuanxian could compete with her.

I didn't expect her to come so soon. I hope Yi Niaoniao can recover in time...

"Hurry up!"

Yan Mobai embraced the girl, letting her wrap her slender arms around his neck, and then slapped the ground with his palm without hesitation.

Bang!

The thick and hard dark red rock layer shattered like tofu in an instant, and blazing white light burst out from the spider-web-like cracks, illuminating the originally dim cave.

The scorching heat wave instantly dispelled the coldness of the two people. The broken rocks did not fall down, but were lifted up a little by the fire wave, and then fell into the sea of ​​fire. The scorching ground flames gushed out from between the rocks, turning into scorching walls of fire. Before the cave was engulfed by the ground fire, Yan Mobai stepped on a rock falling into the sea of ​​fire and jumped high.

In mid-air, he waved his sleeves and scattered the black ashes into the fire on the ground.

The girl hugged his neck tightly, her soft chest pressed against the white-haired boy's chest, and watched the blood in his hands swirling, turning into long chains and arrows that were nailed towards the cave entrance.