Chapter 191: I Am Ming Zhaoshuang Of Ming Ye Sect
The System was also startled by the explosive aura.
She hesitated and said, “This, do you still need to intervene?”
With the fight going this way, let alone Ming Zhaoshuang going to save someone, it was already very difficult for her to protect herself.
“Intervene, of course I will.”
Although she didn’t understand why Xie Yanning, who was clearly a sword cultivator, was recorded as an artificer in the original book.
Nor did she understand why Xie Yanning’s cultivation had reached the early Integration Stage, when she appeared in the original book at the early Void Refinement Stage.
But it also showed that it was fine for Xie Yanning to kill the Fifth Prince of the Demon Realm, after all, as the Senior Sister of the Sword Sect, she basically received top-tier resources.
Even if killing the Fifth Prince of the Demon Realm alone was difficult, for Xie Yanning at the Integration Stage, it was no longer impossible.
Ming Zhaoshuang also wanted to know the truth about Xie Yanning’s identity, which was concealed by the Heavenly Dao.
Saying this, Ming Zhaoshuang summoned Sang Biao and said to the two Mahayana Stage cultivators, “Go! Mimi!”
Mimi heard this and pounced towards the two Mahayana Stage cultivators.
They were in the heat of battle, caught off guard, and Sang Biao seized the opportunity to bite down hard on the cultivator’s arm.
Xie Yanning was startled.
She looked up, wanting to see which Great Expert was lending her a hand.
Her gaze paused when it touched Ming Zhaoshuang.
Nascent Soul… early stage?
This was a cultivation level that she could sweep away a large area with a mere flick of her sleeve.
Xie Yanning was startled twice.
But her surprise did not affect Xie Yanning’s battle against the mid-stage Mahayana cultivator before her. She used a forbidden technique to temporarily boost her cultivation, so she was not afraid of fighting a cultivator who was a whole major realm higher than her.
She could even faintly suppress him.
As for the Mahayana cultivator that Sang Biao had bitten, the situation was even worse.
Although he was also at the mid-stage Mahayana cultivation like Sang Biao, what was Sang Biao?
He was a superior ferocious beast!
A Great Omen of Disaster!
It wasn’t long before this Mahayana cultivator was bitten and forced to retreat steadily by Sang Biao, even having an arm bitten off.
Sang Biao was ecstatic in his heart.
He was truly fed up with the rabble in the lower cultivation world; they weren’t even enough to swat. Now, finally, there was a waste that could barely fill his teeth.
“If you can’t beat them, call for backup! Call your companions to fight me too!”
Sang Biao loved fighting multiple opponents the most!
This way, his Master would see his valiant demeanor, and he wouldn’t care about Ao Tian anymore!
But who knew that his words had actually reminded the person.
His gaze turned sinister, and he looked at Ming Zhaoshuang, discovering that she was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, and he started laughing.
“A mere Nascent Soul, daring to be the one to step forward.”
Saying this, he casually waved his sleeve and unleashed a sword strike towards Ming Zhaoshuang!
Although Sang Biao was indeed something to fear, the Nascent Soul Stage, such ants.
He didn’t take them seriously at all.
Sang Biao unhesitatingly slapped down, directly blocking his attack, giving it no chance to harm Ming Zhaoshuang.
But he could block one, yet he couldn’t block the other.
The other person also unleashed a sword strike towards Ming Zhaoshuang!
The sword qi carried a biting cold, making Ming Zhaoshuang feel worried, but she calmly took out a talisman and threw it towards the Mahayana Stage cultivator.
“Xie Yanning! Come protect me quickly!”
Xie Yanning was startled and, disregarding who Ming Zhaoshuang was, subconsciously rushed towards Ming Zhaoshuang.
The talisman, imbued with frost, rapidly dissolved, condensing into an indestructible defense shield that enveloped Ming Zhaoshuang within several zhang, only faintly revealing the three large characters “Zhen Hanliu.”
Seeing this, the two Mahayana Stage cultivators couldn’t help but widen their eyes.
Zhen Hanliu, the foremost disciple of Wei Shuo.
He was the most powerful human Talisman Master in history, and his name, like his Honored Master’s, was enough to intimidate the entire Thirty-Six Heavens.
Where did this Nascent Soul Stage cultivator come from? Having a mid-stage Mahayana spiritual beast was one thing, but to also have Zhen Hanliu’s talisman?
While they thought this, they didn’t relax. One of them held back Sang Biao, while the other pursued Xie Yanning at full speed.
Xie Yanning was instantly less than a hundred meters away from Ming Zhaoshuang.
Seeing Xie Yanning’s obedience, Ming Zhaoshuang couldn’t help but smile.
Xie Yanning was covered in blood, but in her eyes with the red mole, there was a sense of peace.
Xie Yanning’s heart stirred, and she saw Ming Zhaoshuang let out a soft shout:
“Sang Biao! Come back! I’m going to use my ultimate move!”
Upon hearing this, Sang Biao spat the severed arm directly into the cultivator’s face.
He flicked his tail, gave the cultivator another slap, and then spread his huge, snow-white wings, galloping towards Ming Zhaoshuang.
The moment Sang Biao reached a safe distance, Ming Zhaoshuang threw out the Wei Shuo talisman.
“Mountain Shattering, Peak Collapsing, Fiercely Sky-Rending!”
In an instant, an explosion erupted with scorching flames, and a violent, vigorous mushroom cloud swept through the entire mountain forest. The four directions were blocked, and the area turned pitch black. Within a ten-mile radius, there was no more life.
Only Ming Zhaoshuang was securely enclosed by a protective shield, remaining completely unharmed.
Sang Biao arrived. Ming Zhaoshuang pulled Xie Yanning and sat directly on Sang Biao’s back.
She tightly grasped Sang Biao’s fur, her voice perfectly calm, “Go!”
Sang Biao flapped his wings and soared upwards, instantly reaching a hundred miles away.
Her receding words seemed to linger amidst the immense explosion.
“Gently, I am leaving, just as I gently came. Gently I wave goodbye, bidding farewell to you all in the western heavens.”
The strong wind patted Xie Yanning’s cheeks. Her blood-stained face felt like it was being torn apart, causing her great pain.
But she had completely settled down.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s voice was firm and bright, carrying a youthful arrogance: “Xie Yanning, watch carefully. This time, it’s me, Ming Zhaoshuang, who is saving you.”
Not Qin Feilong, arranged by the Heavenly Dao, but the one and only Ming Zhaoshuang in this world!
Xie Yanning’s body relaxed, and she asked, “You know me?”
She possessed the Innate Fire Spirit Root and was the Senior Sister of the Sword Sect, always leading her peers by over two hundred years in the art of the sword. Yet, she never imagined that an Immortal Fairy like Ming Zhaoshuang, who didn’t look like she had even reached her coming-of-age ceremony, would know her.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Of course I know you, the future Number One in Artificing.”
Xie Yanning chuckled, “But I cultivate the Sword Dao, not the Artificing Path.”
Ming Zhaoshuang naturally knew that Xie Yanning was currently cultivating the Sword Dao, but in the original book, she indeed appeared as an artificer, and the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Formation had also indicated that she was an artificer.
Originally destined lovers, they bury their swords with a raised hand.
The hammer strikes the bones beneath the spring, and finally, the Great Dao is achieved.
Therefore, it’s possible that Xie Yanning, like her, practices dual cultivation.
Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t care which path Xie Yanning was cultivating now. She only spoke according to her own will to Xie Yanning, “Believe me, in the future, you will become the Number One in Artificing, change the entire Cultivation World, and usher in a new and glorious era!”
This era will be written by each of them in the future!
They will create it with their own hands!
Upon hearing this, Xie Yanning thought of something and chuckled softly, her eyes softening.
She said, “Then I accept the Immortal Fairy’s good wishes.”
“But I wonder, who exactly is the Immortal Fairy?”
Although Ming Zhaoshuang had introduced herself, Xie Yanning had never heard of her. She still had some impression of the Heavenly Prodigies from the Upper Realm.
Logically speaking, Ming Zhaoshuang broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage at thirteen or fourteen years old, and from the spiritual power she used just now, Xie Yanning could sense the aura of an Innate Ice Spirit Root.
She had never heard of such a talented young girl.
However, as Xie Yanning pondered carefully.
The talismans Ming Zhaoshuang had thrown were no ordinary items; they could even be called the treasures of the Cultivation World.
One was Zhen Hanliu, and the other was Wei Shuo.
Especially the spiritual beast they were riding, she couldn’t discern its rank, but she vaguely felt that this was the ferocious beast Qiongqi, which had once belonged to the Immortal Crossing cultivator Feng He Du tens of thousands of years ago.
However, Qiongqi had long since disappeared, and its cultivation had long surpassed the late-stage Tribulation Transcension.
Therefore, Xie Yanning could not be sure.
But she knew that such a foundation, possessed by such a junior, could only mean that Ming Zhaoshuang was a core disciple of Rim of Dusk Cangshan.
And the core of the core.
Rim of Dusk Cangshan was located at the highest point between heaven and earth. They knew very little, only that the previous Palace Master, Zhen Hanliu, had ventured alone into the Dragon Domain more than ten years ago and had never returned.
Just as Xie Yanning was about to ask Ming Zhaoshuang if she was related to Rim of Dusk Cangshan, she saw Ming Zhaoshuang smile gracefully at her.
The wind blew, lifting the tassel by her ear and brushing past her beautiful and delicate face.
“I am Ming Zhaoshuang of the Ming Ye Sect.”
“The Ming Zhaoshuang of ‘Nine Provinces Clear Peace, One Sword Shining Bright’.”
