Chapter 423

Did it work?

Xu Qi'an was overjoyed. While paying attention to the movements above his head, he flew toward Miao Youfang.

Although he had full confidence in Luo Yuheng, he had to consider the unexpected. If the Imperial Preceptor lost to the Buddhist Arhat because of the Sorrow personality, it was possible.

Or the Arhat had other trump cards and could beat the Imperial Preceptor with the home advantage. All of these were possible.

If that was the case, Miao Youfang was his focus. Ji Xuan and the others were secondary.

It was obvious that Xu Yinluo's enemies were not stupid. While paying attention to the movements in the sky, they quickly gathered while Xu Qi'an was moving toward Miao Youfang.

The White Tiger transformed into its two-meter-long true form and carried Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai onto its back. It looked especially miserable with its right forelimb broken.

Liu Hongmian carried the heavily injured Ji Xuan over and threw Ji Xuan onto the tiger's back.

Although everyone was on the move, they still diverted some attention to the golden alms bowl.

Even the heavily injured Ji Xuan didn't have time to treat his injuries and stared at the sky.

The others also treated the Arhat of Passion as their last hope.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the golden alms bowl. Cracks spread like a spider web and covered the entire golden alms bowl.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the people below, the golden alms bowl exploded.

Three figures fell from it. They were the blood-stained Luo Yuheng, the trembling Saint, and the Arhat of Passion.

At that moment, the Arhat of Passion had a blood-stained iron sword stuck in his Baihui acupoint. Half of the sword was in his head, and the other half was exposed.

He looked dispirited. He put his palms together and closed his eyes, not moving at all.

Jingxin was furious.

Two lines of blood flowed down Jingyuan's cheeks as he "looked" over in a daze.

"The Arhat lost."

Liu Hongmian screamed.

The faces of the Joy Pill Fragrance, Ji Xuan, and Taoist Jiao Ye were pale.

Without saying a word, the white tiger rode the strong wind to escape. It was in a panic like a dog that had lost its home.

Xu Qi'an raised his eyebrows. "You want to leave?"

He sprinted two steps forward and swung the Taiping Saber with all his might. This time, he was inspired by the Joyful Pill Fragrance. He used the Mind Hexworm to control the Taiping Saber, just like how he controlled a sparrow and an orange cat.

This way, he could ensure that the saber would not be affected by the Joy Pill Fragrance's voodoo after it left his control.

In a sense, this was a combination of man and blade.

"Whoosh …" A shrill piercing sound pierced through the air. The Taiping Saber quickly caught up with the white tiger. The Saber Qi that cut through the tiger's face caused everyone's heart to tremble.

With a slight cracking sound, Ji Xuan crushed the Teleportation Jade Talisman in his hand.

As the son of the Hidden Dragon City Master and a junior that Xu Pingfeng valued, he naturally had many ways to save himself and protect his life.

If he encountered an opponent stronger than him, he would be trampled on without any means to deal with it. How could he roam the world?

At this moment, the saber suddenly spat out saber energy. This saber energy was thin and dark, like a cold arrow shot from the dark.

After crushing the jade talisman, Ji Xuan and the others relaxed. Their tense nerves had just relaxed, and none of them could react.

A dark golden saber light reflected in Ji Xuan's eyes.

His expression turned into one of extreme fear. This Saber Qi was aimed at him, and at this moment, his physical body had already been destroyed.

At this moment, the saber light reflected in his eyes was blocked by a shadow.

The shadow exploded. Minced meat and bones flew everywhere. The remaining saber energy pierced through Ji Xuan's shoulder, but it was blocked by the White Tiger's iron bones.

At the critical moment, Taoist Priest Jiao Ye stepped forward and blocked the sword for him.

Light rose from the bottom to the top, wrapped around the group, and teleported them away.

"Since ancient times, my cousin has always been detestable, the Cloud Crane of the Four Great Villains!"

Xu Qi'an clicked his tongue and muttered, "You're lucky."

He turned his head and flattered, "National Master, have you captured the Emotionless Arhat?"

The truth was right in front of him, but he still wanted to confirm it.

Luo Yuheng nodded slightly. Her eyebrows were filled with sadness.

"Let's go."

Xu Qi'an looked at her carefully and found that the National Master's breath was weak. Her beautiful eyes were filled with exhaustion. Under her gorgeous feather clothes, blood was seeping out. It was obvious that she was seriously injured.

"Are you seriously injured?"

Luo Yuheng nodded and looked into the distance. Her sweet voice was filled with exhaustion.

"My body is seriously injured, but my Yang Spirit Dharmakaya is fine."

For Taoist cultivators, as long as their Primordial Spirit was still there, they would not die. Of course, this would cause endless trouble.

For Luo Yuheng, if she wanted to become a first-grade Earth Immortal, her body and Dharmakaya had to merge during the Tribulation Transcendence to achieve an immortal body.

If her body was destroyed now, she would have no hope of becoming a first-grade Earth Immortal.

Luo Yuheng continued, "When the golden alms bowl was destroyed, there was a huge commotion. The two Vajras must have sensed the abnormality here. We shouldn't stay here for long. "

Xu Qi'an understood what she meant. If the two Vajras desperately tried to snatch her and escape, Tenzō's Yang Spirit might not be able to stop them.

Everyone knew that Warrior was famous for being difficult to deal with, and the defense of a Vajra's body was stronger than a third-grade Warrior of the same realm.

Now, Luo Yuheng was in a terrible state.

Xu Qi'an immediately summoned the Buddha's Pagoda in the distance and kept Miao Youfang, Li Lingsu, Jingxin, and Jingyuan.

The stupid pagoda was unwilling to attack the Buddhist disciples. It watched the show from the side for a long time. Now that the outcome was decided, it was no longer stubborn.

Because Arhat couldn't enter the Buddha's Pagoda, Luo Yuheng waved her sleeves and took Xu Qi'an and Arhat Expiation away with the wind.

In just two or three minutes, the earth rumbled and two golden lights shot straight toward the ground.

This was the strange phenomenon caused by the two Vajras running wildly.

Behind the two golden lights, Tenzō's Bingyi Progenitor and Taoist Priest Xuancheng were chasing after them on their flying swords, whistling like the wind.

However, when they saw that the main battlefield had been won and the people had left, the two Yang Gods of the Heavenly Sect immediately slowed down.

They looked at each other and made a ninety-degree turn on their flying swords. They soared into the sky and disappeared in the vast sea of clouds.

"Arhat Expiation lost."

Expiation's Vajra was majestic. He looked around with a cold expression and sensed the remaining aura of the golden alms bowl.

This Guardian Vajra, who had survived the Jiazi Demon-slaying Campaign 500 years ago, was furious.

Asura Vajra pinched his eyebrows and calmed his restlessness. He said slowly,

"It's probably just sealed. No one in the same realm can kill Arhat Expiation.

"Luo Yuheng may not be in good condition now. Let's split up and search Yongzhou and Green Apricot Garden.

"Let's meet here before sunset."

Expiation's Vajra nodded. "I will report this to Galo Tree Bodhisattva."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the corpses of the monks on the ground. He was silent for a long time.

"Amitabha!"

Asura Vajra put his palms together and murmured the name of Buddha. He silently stored the corpses into his storage artifact.

...

Somewhere in the wilderness of Yongzhou.

A gust of strong wind whistled over, transforming into a two-feet-long White Tiger with a broken forelimb.

It landed on the wind and shook off the people on its back. Then, it crawled to the side and licked the dark red stump on its right forelimb.

Everyone fell to the ground.

Ji Xuan covered his chest with one hand and held Taoist Priest Jiao Ye's body with the other. He shouted hoarsely,

"Give me the medicine, Yuan Shuang, give me the medicine …"

Xu Yuanshuang was silent. It was not that she did not want to save him, but Xu Qi'an had taken away her bag, along with the artifact and medicine inside.

"Young Lord, don't waste the medicine."

Taoist Priest Jiao Ye waved his hand and looked down at the big hole in his chest. He shook his head and laughed.

"With such a serious injury, it seems like he's dead for sure."

Everyone was silent.

Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with pain. He said in a low voice, "I won't let you die."

Jiao Ye shook his head.

"Young Lord, don't say anything. Leave the time to me."

He swallowed a mouthful of blood and said with a serious face.

"This trip to Jianghu is a trial for you. Many people in Hidden Dragon City are watching.

"The City Lord doesn't like a bastard son like you, but he's a talented and astute ruler. He won't neglect you or despise you because of his personal preferences.

"If you can collect Dragon Breath or advance to the Third Stage, you can become the future Castellan.

"Remember, you don't have to collect all the Dragon Breath.

"Although the mission given to you by the Castellan and the Grand Preceptor is to collect all the Dragon Breath, Hidden Dragon City lacks top-notch combat power.

"They have no choice but to give up the position of the future heir, even if they don't want to.

"I wanted to see you ascend to the top, but unfortunately, I can't wait for that day."

Even with such a serious injury, he could still think clearly and finish these words without any pause. This was probably the so-called last radiance of the setting sun.

Jiao Ye took a deep breath and paused for a moment.

"In today's battle, we suffered a crushing defeat.

"Young Lord, remember this lesson. In the days to come, you must avoid Xu Qi'an and collect the Dragon Breath scattered in other places.

"Emotionless Arhat was captured, and the Buddhists will not let it go. The Witchcraft Cult has not made a move yet. These are all forces that can be used.

"In addition, you must think of a way to keep the Seven Constellations of the Blue Dragon by your side. Don't let the Grand Preceptor summon them back.

"These days, I have been thinking about it. I have more or less guessed the next step of the Grand Preceptor's plan."

He didn't continue. He looked at Ji Xuan with a gentle gaze and said,

"Young Lord, do you still remember the scene when we first met?"

"Yes," Ji Xuan replied in a nasal voice.

"I've always believed that the flame will ignite from the broken grass and burn away all decay." Old Taoist Banana Leaf held Ji Xuan's hand tightly.

"That day will come," Ji Xuan said in a low voice.

Jiao Ye exhaled, and a smile appeared on his face.

The smile froze forever.

Liu Hongmian was silent for a moment, then she bowed to Jiao Ye.

It sounded like this old Taoist was someone with a story, but she had no intention of delving into it. Which person in Hidden Dragon City did not have their own story?

...

Xiushui Town, southwest of Yongzhou City.

Chen, a rank four secret agent wearing a hood and a cloak, rushed to the town and stopped in front of a house built by the river.

He knocked on the door in a certain rhythm.

Light footsteps sounded. The person who opened the door was Xu Yuanshuang. She was dressed in a plum-colored dress. She had beautiful facial features and a cold temperament.

She did not look too good. When she saw Chen, she nodded in acknowledgment.

Chen followed Xu Yuanshuang into the house and said in a low voice,

"I received a letter from Miss, so I came over."

They passed through the courtyard and came to the hall. The moment Chen saw Ji Xuan and the others, he was shocked. He suspected that he had mistaken them for someone else.

First, there was the originally gentle and reserved core of the team, Ji Xuan. His chest was wrapped in a thick bandage, and his face was pale as he sat on a chair. His originally bright and spirited eyes were slightly empty.

He stared at the ground in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking, but he did not seem to hear his arrival.

On his left was Happiness Begging Pill Fragrance, who was also depressed and silent. This Heart Gu Master was like a defeated dog, tightly wrapped in a colorful robe.

Beside Heart Gu Master was the burly man, White Tiger. His right arm was missing from below the elbow, wrapped in a thick bandage, and dark red blood could be vaguely seen.

The only one who looked normal was Liu Hongmian, but she was also immersed in this atmosphere and did not have her usual flirtatious look.

"Where is Young Master Yuanhuai?"

Chen's heart skipped a beat.

"His arm and kneecaps were broken. He is lying in the house," Xu Yuanshuang said softly.

Chen heaved a sigh of relief and asked,

"Where are the Seven Constellations of the Blue Dragon?"

"They are bandaging their wounds in the backyard," Xu Yuanshuang said.

From her words, it could be seen that the Seven Constellations of Cang Dragon did not gain any advantage from Sun Xuanji.

Soon, Cang Dragon came from the backyard with seven cloaked men. His hoarse voice carried a hint of accusation.

"Why is Tenzō's Yang Spirit here?"

Chen shook his head.

"I didn't expect them to be in Yongzhou City. Tenzō has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, and her disciples rarely appear in Jianghu.

"In this generation, there are only Saints and Saintesses."

Cang Dragon was aggressive.

"This is your oversight. You have to take responsibility for it."

Chen frowned.

"No intelligence organization can accurately grasp the movements of Transcendent Realm masters, especially when they act in such a low-key manner.

"We don't even know that Tenzō's Yang Spirit is traveling in the world."

Taoist Yang Spirits come and go without a trace. They are in Yongzhou City today, and they may arrive in the capital tomorrow.

Whose intelligence could be so fast?

Moreover, Tenzō's two Yang Spirits kept a low profile and quietly arrived in Yongzhou City.

Even if their spies had seen them in the inn, how could they tell that they were Yang Spirits at a glance?

Seeing that Cang Dragon was silent, Chen heaved a sigh of relief. He calculated for a moment, then looked at Ji Xuan and the others.

"It seems that Xu Qi'an has also found a lot of helpers."

Even with the help of Tenzō's Yang Spirit, the Transcendents could at most be on par with them. On their side, there were two Peak Fourth Level Buddhists, Ji Xuan, White Tiger, and other Fourth Level Masters.

As long as the Transcendents did not show up, they were almost invincible.

Now that they were in such a mess, it could only mean that Xu Qi'an was well prepared and had gathered a lot of Fourth Level Masters to help.

As soon as he said this, Liu Hongmian looked over with a complicated expression.

Both Qihuan Pill Fragrance and White Tiger moved their lips slightly.

Xu Yuanshuang said in a low voice, "No helpers. He's the only one."

'He's the only one …' Agent Shen's eyes, which were hidden behind the veil, widened.

"He, he recovered his Level Three cultivation?"

The expressions of Liu Hongmian and the others became even more complicated.

"No, he's still at the fourth rank." Xu Yuanshuang shook her head bitterly.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and no one spoke for a long time.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and no one spoke for a long time.

[Translator: Transn Editor: Transn Luo Yuheng left Yongzhou City with Xu Qi'an and flew north on a golden light.

After passing through the Boundless Mountains, plains, and rivers, a city appeared below them.

Luo Yuheng landed outside the city in a golden light.

"I need to recuperate. Let's find an inn to stay in."

She whispered.

The reason why she didn't return to Yongzhou City was that the two Vajras, Du Nan and Du Fan, would definitely search for her.

The Emotionless Arhat closed his eyes and sat silently, like a lifeless statue.

He floated beside Luo Yuheng, guided and controlled by her.

After entering the small city and following the main road, Xu Qi'an glanced at the banners and cloth fluttering in the wind on both sides of the road and easily chose an inn.

Luo Yuheng formed a hand seal with one hand and led the Emotionless Arhat to follow behind Xu Qi'an.

"Sir, would you like a meal or a room?"

The Waiter greeted them politely as they stepped into the lobby of the inn, ignoring Luo Yuheng and the Emotionless Arhat with a sword stuck in his head.

The other customers didn't seem to see Luo Yuheng either, so they didn't look at her in surprise.

Xu Qi'an glanced at her and said, "One room."