Chapter 157: Let’s Go, Walk The Dog!
Ming Zhaoshuang blinked and said, “Don’t you know what I want to do?”
Cheng Zhaowen: “……”
How could he not know! He had racked his brains to lead the Cheng family members to fight spiritual beasts, all for a primordial spirit fruit, but Ming Zhaoshuang had snatched it right under his nose!
That was a primordial spirit fruit guarded by a Nascent Soul Stage spiritual beast; one look and it was obvious that the spiritual power it contained was extraordinary!
Cheng Zhaowen felt heartbroken just thinking about it!
He said, “You came here using our Cheng family’s quota, why do you have to fight us for a primordial spirit fruit.”
Ming Zhaoshuang asked, “You pick it, or you don’t pick it, the primordial spirit fruit is there, it comes and goes. I picked it from the tree, so how did it become snatching in your mouth?”
“Can you even speak properly?”
As she spoke, the cold light of the Fushuang Sword shone fiercely on Cheng Zhaowen’s face.
Cheng Zhaowen was furious and about to speak when he saw Cheng Zhaoyang, who had just helped the Cheng family members deal with the Nascent Soul Stage spiritual beast, walk over and say to him:
“I also killed that Mysterious Grade, Mid Nascent Soul spiritual beast. This primordial spirit fruit should have been ours from the start.”
Cheng Zhaowen looked at the Nascent Soul Stage and Golden Core Stage Cheng Clan disciples behind Cheng Zhaoyang. Almost all of them were looking at Cheng Zhaoyang with adoring eyes, completely ignoring that the spiritual beasts they had painstakingly collected had been taken by Cheng Zhaoyang and others.
Cheng Zhaoyang is truly powerful! One sword strike and that Nascent Soul Stage spiritual beast was finished!
They were so impressed!
Cheng Zhaowen finally resigned himself: “If melancholy were a talent, I would be exceptionally gifted.”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “You’re just bad, don’t deny it, calling melancholy a talent.”
Originally, upon meeting Cheng Zhaowen and the others, Ming Zhaoshuang and her group only intended to snatch this primordial spirit fruit and leave immediately. They hadn’t expected to be pestered by them.
Cheng Zhaowen coughed and awkwardly said to Cheng Zhaoyang, “Sixth Sister, uh, bring us along.”
The Cheng family disciples behind Cheng Zhaowen all nodded, their faces full of longing: “Sixth Sister （ Sister ）, bring us along.”
They all have the same surname, Cheng, so what’s wrong with bringing them along?
They also wanted to win without effort!
Cheng Zhaoyang frowned and said, “We are not the same kind of people, and besides, we don’t want to share the primordial spirit fruit.”
Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhaowen’s expression changed, as if he was thinking about something.
Beside him, a young man in black, short attire had already spoken, saying, “Sixth Sister, actually, Aunt also told us to cover for you.”
This person’s name was Cheng Zhaowu, Early Nascent Soul, and he ranked fourth in the Cheng family.
Cheng Zhaoyang’s expression softened slightly, but she still refused:
“Forget it, I can act alone. Fourth Brother, you lead them to search for the primordial spirit fruit directly.”
As she spoke, Cheng Zhaoyang intended to leave with Ming Zhaoshuang and the others.
“Twenty percent! We only want twenty percent of the primordial spirit fruit!”
Suddenly, a voice rang out. Cheng Zhaowen said through gritted teeth: “Your journey is too dangerous. The Qian family and the Jin family are on good terms, and they have already banded together. There are only five of you, you simply cannot accomplish it!”
Seeing Cheng Zhaoyang stop, Cheng Zhaowen continued, “I know we had some unpleasantness before, that was my foolishness! I apologize! But you are my sixth sister, and I cannot stand by and watch you do such dangerous things!”
“We only want twenty percent of the primordial spirit fruit, is that okay!”
Cheng Zhaowen was a civil official, and in the final analysis, his cultivation was merely a tool to extend his life. However, Cheng Zhaowu and the others still needed cultivation to resist the Demon Army. Therefore, Cheng Zhaowen could only make a concession of twenty percent at most.
Cheng Zhaowen admitted that he looked down on women, but he also had to admit that Cheng Zhaoyang was his sixth sister, and they were connected by blood. He couldn’t bear to watch her die!
Cheng Zhaoyang lowered her eyes and looked towards Ming Zhaoshuang and the others: “What do you think?”
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “You make the decision, we don’t mind.”
Although Cheng Zhaowen and his group were weak, the primordial spirit fruit they could obtain would absolutely not be less than twenty percent. In this calculation, they were still the ones benefiting.
Most importantly, what he said made sense. There were only five of them. Dealing with those rogue scions of noble families was easy, but dealing with the Four Great Clans would indeed not be a simple matter.
Cheng Zhaoyang glanced at Fei Changxiu and the others. Seeing that they were all waiting for her to speak, she understood.
She sighed and said, “Since that is the case, then you all come along.”
Another day passed, and Ming Zhaoshuang and her group had cleared out all the scattered noble families, leaving only the Four Great Clans.
Cheng Zhaoyang was troubled: “The disciples of the Four Great Clans are not easy to kill. If they all die in the secret realm, the Four Great Clans will surely discover something strange.”
“So, at first, Aunt intended to kill the heavenly prodigies and spare the waste. But they are all walking together. It’s a bit difficult for us to kill those heavenly prodigies secretly behind those wastes.”
The Si Clan was easier to deal with, with only ten people, but the Qian and Jin families were mixed together, and they had no way to start.
This was why Cheng Zhaoyang was so troubled.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “What’s so difficult about that? I’ll set up a formation and make them scatter.”
Qin Feilong said, “Setting up a formation is not a problem, the question is how to get them to walk into this formation.”
Ming Zhaoshuang smiled and said, “Senior Brother Qin, have you never walked a dog before?”
They already had primordial spirit fruits, so why would they be afraid that the scions of noble families wouldn’t take the bait?
Cheng Zhaoyang understood Ming Zhaoshuang’s metaphor and laughed, saying, “Then I will await good news from Junior Sister Zhaoshuang.”
Her strength was formidable; she was not suited to walking dogs, only to beating them.
Acting immediately, Ming Zhaoshuang and Qin Feilong worked together and completed a Mysterious Grade illusion formation in just over half an hour.
Ming Zhaoshuang had originally wanted to draw Wei Shuo’s talisman formation, but after thinking about it carefully, an ordinary illusion formation would suffice. Most importantly, Qin Feilong, that noob, might not be able to draw it.
That’s why she chose the runes for a Mysterious Grade illusion formation.
Cheng Zhaowen was dumbfounded: “This is a Mysterious Grade formation. How could you two, only at the Golden Core Stage, complete it?”
Even if they could complete it, it wouldn’t be possible to do it in just over half an hour.
This was unreasonable!
This time, there was no need for Ming Zhaoshuang to speak. Qin Feilong spat at him, “As Junior Sister Zhaoshuang said, if you’re bad, practice more. If you’re bad, practice more. If you can’t do it, don’t blame the road. If you’re bad, don’t blame others for being fake.”
Ming Zhaoshuang and the others also agreed: they said if you’re bad, practice more, but he insisted on arguing.
Even if Qin Feilong had a bit of male chauvinism, at most he believed that women should be delicate and fragile, not like this Cheng Zhaowen, who thought women were inherently delicate and fragile.
Cheng Zhaowen was truly like a crazy person.
Cheng Zhaoyang laughed and said, “You guys are amazing. I thought it would take a day and a night, but you finished it in such a short time.”
Qin Feilong felt a little embarrassed: “Actually, the core formation was all drawn by Junior Sister Zhaoshuang. I just modified the edges at most.”
He already knew that Ming Zhaoshuang drew formations quickly, but the last time they cooperated on a formation to counter Cheng Zhaoyang, he could still draw about a third of it. Yet, in just a few months, he could only be responsible for modifying the edges.
Her progress speed was truly astonishing.
And Qin Feilong looked at the Mountain River Brush in Ming Zhaoshuang’s hand, feeling envious. He just wanted to find the Dragon Bone missing from the Primordial Brush as soon as possible, so he could quickly improve his talisman drawing strength!
Hearing Qin Feilong praise her like this, Ming Zhaoshuang did not refuse.
She tilted her head, confidence evident in her eyes: “Of course, look at who I am, I am Ming Zhaoshuang!”
She was the one and only Ming Zhaoshuang, who could traverse heaven and earth!
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Let’s go, time to walk the dog!”
