Chapter 205: Trust Me, Listen To Me, Everything Is Decided By Me, Ming Zhaoshuang!
He had previously only seen Ming Zhaoshuang use Fushuang to resist thunder, so he thought she was a sword cultivator, but he never expected her to be a talisman master.
Ming Zhaoshuang picked up the Mountain River Brush in her hand and retorted, “Is Fellow Daoist Wen also someone who doesn’t know good quality?”
Originally, Wen Ye only saw Ming Zhaoshuang use Fushuang to resist thunder, and only thought she was a sword cultivator. Later, seeing her take out the Mountain River Brush, she didn’t use any spiritual power, so he couldn’t see any tricks. He only knew that the Mountain River Brush was probably not an ordinary thing.
After all, without the Mountain River Brush being as obedient as a divine tool, it was completely lazy to move when Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t inject spiritual power, it was no different from a regular pen with better decoration.
Now, hearing Ming Zhaoshuang’s words, he couldn’t help but be surprised, “Talisman and Sword Dual Cultivation?”
Ming Zhaoshuang nodded, “Talisman and Sword Dual Cultivation, but it’s not of much use right now, I still need your help.”
Wen Ye slowly twitched the corner of his mouth.
No, what kind of pervert is this, reaching the Nascent Soul Stage at the age of ten, let alone being a Talisman and Sword Dual Cultivator.
Moreover, judging by her tone, she could draw this High-Grade Heaven Grade formation, which is too ridiculous. I, Wen Ye, consider myself to have exceptional talent among the younger generation of the Demon Race, but I don’t seem to measure up to Ming Zhaoshuang at all.
This is called having no use?
Who saved him and his father? Who provided the formation for his father?
Obviously, Qin Feilong thought the same way. He gave a bitter smile, “How can Junior Sister Zhaoshuang say that I have no use? I am the one who is truly useless.”
After all, he is only in the Nascent Soul stage; he would die from a single slap from that Huan Bird.
Xie Yanning snorted coldly, “One must know oneself.”
Yan Ao nodded in agreement, “Fellow Daoist Qin, you are the most expensive man I have ever met.”
Wen Ye said, “You are indeed useless.”
Qin Feilong: “……”
Although you are telling the truth, why do I dislike hearing it?
At this moment, Ming Zhaoshuang spoke, “Who says Senior Brother Qin is completely useless.”
Qin Feilong looked up at Ming Zhaoshuang, his eyes shining with hope.
Qin Feilong: (*?ω?)
His shining gaze made Ming Zhaoshuang feel strange. She summoned Fushuang and said to Qin Feilong without politeness, “Extend your hand.”
Qin Feilong obediently extended his hand, and at the same time, he couldn’t help but start thinking:
What does Junior Sister Zhaoshuang want to do with my hand? Does she want to hold my hand and seriously encourage me, telling me that I’m not useless? Or does she want to hold my hand and seriously tell Xie Yanning that I am the Dao Companion she spoke of? Or does she want to see how carefree and unrestrained I am through my hand…
Before Qin Feilong could finish his fantasy, he felt a sharp pain in his palm.
Qin Feilong looked down and saw that Ming Zhaoshuang had cut open his palm with Fushuang, causing a patch of bright red.
Ming Zhaoshuang then condensed an ice cup with her ice elemental power, knitted her brows, and casually collected all of his blood, then handed it to Wen Ye, “His blood is very useful.”
Wen Ye: “……”
Qin Feilong: “……”
Three times opening the plum blossom, I’ve had enough.
Qin Feilong finally realized that to Ming Zhaoshuang, he would always only serve one purpose: to be a human blood bag.
The Thunderous Might Formation needed his blood, the Great Sui Secret Realm’s formation also needed his blood, and now, even other men who wanted to draw formations needed his blood.
He was a brick, used wherever needed.
Wen Ye said, “I am a Chiwen myself, my bloodline power is far superior to that of a Huan Bird, so my own blood is very good.”
“Chiwen?” The System said in Ming Zhaoshuang’s mind with some surprise, “Chiwen is the closest bloodline to the Dragon Race, considered a High-Grade Heaven Grade demonic beast. Is he this powerful? No, no, if he were this powerful, he should be a prominent figure in the Demon Realm…”
The Chiwen, born from the union of a dragon and a fish, resembles a snake without a tail, with a dragon-like head and a fish-like body, capable of swallowing fire and spewing waves, a very powerful demonic beast.
Ming Zhaoshuang suddenly remembered that both Yan Ao and Wen Ye were from the Demon Race, and they also possessed bloodline power.
If both of them were High-Grade Heaven Grade Spirit Beasts, then their cultivation would definitely be higher than what she currently saw, possibly even touching the threshold of the Early Integration Stage.
It was no wonder they dared to provoke the Huan Bird in its territory.
It was just a pity that they were ultimately one move short. Not only did they fail to defeat the Huan Bird, but they were also severely injured at this moment, making it uncertain if they could defeat the Huan Bird even with their cooperation.
Seeing Ming Zhaoshuang look at him, Yan Ao scratched his head and said, “My bloodline is no worse than his, but if someone else’s blood can be used, why should I use my own? I won’t let them draw my blood.”
Seeing him like this, Ming Zhaoshuang couldn’t help but laugh, “We don’t need your blood. Senior Brother Qin’s blood is very good. His bloodline is stronger than all of us here.”
After all, it’s the legendary Dragon Bloodline.
Qin Feilong: “……”
So, only his blood would be drawn…
So, even if Ming Zhaoshuang had a pure-blooded dragon in her hand, she would not let Ming Zhaoxue bleed, but would always make him bleed, right?
What did he do wrong?
Wen Ye glanced at Qin Feilong’s blood, then suddenly took a deep breath, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and said in surprise, “This is actually Dragon Blood!”
Qin Feilong said irritably, “Nonsense, don’t think your Brother Qin is completely useless.”
Wen Ye smiled and said without hesitation, “To be able to use Dragon Blood as ink is a great fortune in my demonic life.”
Ming Zhaoshuang then said, “In short, our main goal is for Fellow Daoist Wen to draw that Illusion Formation. As long as you draw that Illusion Formation, we will have no problem dealing with the Huan Bird.”
“A Ning and Fellow Daoist Yan are quite strong, they will attract the Huan Bird’s firepower head-on, while Senior Brother Qin and I, having little strength, will assist Fellow Daoist Wen in completing the formation drawing from the side.”
Although Wen Ye and Yan Ao didn’t know what she intended to do, they still nodded and agreed with her idea.
Only Qin Feilong said, “The cultivation gap between Wen Ye and me is so large, how can I keep up with him.”
Ming Zhaoshuang naturally understood his meaning. Cultivation was a hard condition; even she couldn’t keep up with Wen Ye, and might even hold him back.
But she didn’t say that assisting in the formation meant interfering with Wen Ye’s formation.
Ming Zhaoshuang impatiently drew another formation pattern in front of Qin Feilong, “Didn’t you hear Fellow Daoist Wen say that he can draw it, but he can’t be distracted or be stable? That means we must trap the Huan Bird and prevent it from affecting Fellow Daoist Wen drawing that formation.”
So, the one she and Qin Feilong were going to draw was a trapping formation, not an illusion formation.
Qin Feilong leaned forward to look at Ming Zhaoshuang’s formation pattern, but as the pattern gradually completed, he frowned, “This formation, is it the Ten Thousand Miles Ice Seal Formation you used to fight Senior Brother Fei? But this formation, used in a place like Jingyan Ridge, is probably not as effective as my Dragon Breath Eruption Formation.”
Jingyan Ridge is all fire; where would this Ten Thousand Miles Ice Seal Formation get its ice element?
Even if Ming Zhaoshuang has an Ice Spirit Root, her meager ice elemental power would be insufficient against the Huan Bird in Jingyan Ridge, and it couldn’t possibly trap the Huan Bird.
Qin Feilong then said with difficulty, “Moreover, I don’t know how to draw the core formation.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was already accustomed to Qin Feilong’s rebellious and brainless personality. She rolled her eyes at him and couldn’t be bothered to explain, directly saying, “Can you learn from Senior Brother Xiu’er, talk less, do more, follow orders, and don’t run around. Senior Brother Qin, when I stand in front of you, you should understand one thing, and that is…”
“Trust me, listen to me, and let me, Ming Zhaoshuang, make all the decisions!”
