Chapter 202: Zhurong Controls Fire Order!
In the bamboo forest, Qin Feilong and the two young demon race members had been waiting for a long time.
Ming Zhaoshuang was severely struck by the heavenly thunder. Even though the system was taking care of her, she kept coughing up blood, and a patch of her back was charred.
As for Xie Yanning, as soon as she entered the bamboo forest, she leaned on her long sword and coughed up a large mouthful of fresh blood, splashing crimson all around.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Just now, she had utilized the advantage of Jingyan Ridge’s fire domain to unleash that move, Zhurong Controls Fire Order. However, Zhurong Controls Fire Order is a divine technique, which can only be used at the Body Integration Stage at the earliest. For her at the Void Refinement Stage, it was indeed too strenuous.
Fortunately, she had still managed to escape.
Xie Yanning panted heavily, stabilizing her internal energy.
Ming Zhaoshuang felt Xie Yanning’s exhaustion. She helped Xie Yanning sit down and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Xie Yanning coughed violently again.
She swallowed two pills and said to Ming Zhaoshuang, “I’m quite depleted. Let me rest for a while.”
Seeing her condition, the System sighed, “Why is this child so reckless with her life? First, she endured the heavenly thunder for you, and then she forcibly used Zhurong Controls Fire Order. This is just asking for trouble. No wonder she’ll become a frail person later on.”
Ming Zhaoshuang also felt that Xie Yanning’s final ultimate move was incredibly cool. Hearing the System say this now, she couldn’t help but ask, “What is Zhurong Controls Fire Order?”
She knew that Zhurong was the God of Fire.
Therefore, Zhurong Controls Fire Order sounded incredibly powerful, and she was very curious about what kind of spell it was.
The System explained, “It’s a divine-level spell that temporarily borrows the divine power of Zhurong, the leader of the ancient Divine Race, to control all fires. Only those with Innate Spirit Roots can use it, and it has even higher cultivation requirements.”
In the cultivation world, those who can use such ancient divine techniques generally require cultivation at or above the Body Integration Stage. She was surprised that Xie Yanning could unleash this move at the Void Refinement Stage.
Although Xie Yanning was previously at the Early Integration Stage, and comprehending Zhurong Fire Control Technique might not be particularly strange, being able to unleash it with Void Refinement Stage cultivation was indeed astonishing.
However, such an overdraft would absolutely affect her body.
Ming Zhaoshuang understood the System’s implication and lowered her eyes, saying, “I originally intended to use Defense Talismans, but I didn’t expect her to make a move first.”
She still had two Defense Talismans from Zhenhanliu in her hand.
But obviously, Xie Yanning knew that it was best not to expose her talismans in front of the demon race.
She also didn’t want Ming Zhaoshuang to constantly exert herself. She wanted to help her to the best of her ability, which was why she chose to overdraft her spiritual power.
She is truly good, self-reliant, and driven by her emotions.
Such a good woman should not struggle painfully under the will of the Heavenly Dao, even completely losing herself and dying under Qin Feilong’s long sword.
Thinking this, Ming Zhaoshuang couldn’t help but glare fiercely at Qin Feilong.
Qin Feilong didn’t understand why.
What had he done? Didn’t Junior Sister Zhaoshuang herself tell him to wait in the bamboo forest? Why was Junior Sister Zhaoshuang looking at him like that?
He asked sincerely, “Junior Sister Zhaoshuang, what is this…”
“It has nothing to do with you! Get lost.” Ming Zhaoshuang spoke rudely to him, then turned to the two young demon race members at the Void Refinement Stage and said rudely, “Twenty thousand demon stones, give them to me!”
Yan Ao glanced at Wen Ye, “Hurry up, twenty thousand demon stones.”
Wen Ye grumbled, “What do you mean? You want me to pay for your share too? Have you no shame?”
Saying that, he took out three storage bags from his Cosmic Bag and gave them all to Ming Zhaoshuang, “One bag is ten thousand demon stones. Thank you, Fellow Daoist. Saving one person is better than building a seven-story pagoda; saving two lives is better than building a fourteen-story pagoda.”
Yan Ao, having benefited, put on a show of being wronged, “You’re a Talisman Master. If you don’t pay, who will? I’m a poor Sword Cultivator.”
Ming Zhaoshuang took the storage bags and raised an eyebrow, “You’re this rich?”
Although Talisman Masters aren’t as poor as Sword Cultivators, they can’t be said to be rolling in wealth. This young man in front of her had actually given her an extra ten thousand demon stones.
Yan Ao said, “How can he not be rich? He’s the heir to…”
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Ye interrupted, “I am a Talisman Master. Although a single talisman isn’t as valuable as Senior Zhenhanliu’s, it can still be sold for over a thousand demon stones. Therefore, I have never lacked money.”
Ming Zhaoshuang understood this. After all, she was also a Talisman Master and had never lacked money before coming to the Demon Realm.
She nodded and said, “It’s no problem to sell them to you, but I also have a request. I came here to hunt the Huan Bird, and I hope you two can lend me a hand.”
Wen Ye frowned, “You are also here for the Huan Bird?”
Yan Ao clamored, “This won’t do. Our goal is also the Huan Bird. Its corpse must be ours, or my past ten days of fighting it will be in vain.”
No wonder they hadn’t heard the news of her Zhenhanliu Talismans saving Xie Yanning; it turned out they had been staying at Jingyan Ridge for the past ten days and had no time to pay attention to them.
The System sighed, “Two demon lords at the Late Void Refinement Stage fighting a Huan Bird at the Integration Mid Stage for over ten days, and still within the Huan Bird’s territory? Their bloodline must be superior to the Huan Bird’s.”
She had originally thought they had only fought for a dozen hours, but she hadn’t expected it to be over ten days.
In these past ten days, whether it was in combat or escaping, it was enough to show that these two were not ordinary demon races; at least their bloodline power was superior to the Huan Bird’s.
That is to say, they must have transformed from at least a Heavenly Grade Mid-Rank Demonic Beast.
Ming Zhaoshuang understood more clearly, saying, “They fought for over ten days, which means they don’t know that I saved Xie Yanning and am a wanted person.”
In that case, she could use Zhenhanliu’s talismans and Mimi in front of them without any issue.
Well, in reality, it wouldn’t have been an issue from the beginning.
After all, according to the original plan, she intended to use these two and then have Mimi knock them unconscious.
With that, Ming Zhaoshuang looked at Yan Ao and Wen Ye, her courage increasing.
She waved her hand dismissively, as if it didn’t matter, “Then there’s nothing we can do. Anyway, we can’t defeat the Huan Bird, and neither can you. We’ll just stare at it helplessly.”
However, Wen Ye said, “Fellow Daoist, please don’t worry. Yan Ao and I only want the Huan Bird’s demon core. We won’t take anything else. How about that?”
Ming Zhaoshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, “What do you want the demon core for?”
Yan Ao said excitedly, “Naturally, to give to my goddess! She is the number one Alchemist in the Nine Provinces and needs the Huan Bird’s demon core the most as a medicinal ingredient!”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “…”
She coughed lightly, secretly suppressing her conscience, “In that case, that’s acceptable too.”
After a painful internal struggle, Ming Zhaoshuang still decided to implement her original plan, letting these two work for her for free, and later having Sang Biao slap them both.
After all, the reason for wanting the demon core is to please a woman. She is also a woman, so what’s wrong with pleasing her!
Yan Ao pouted, “If that’s the case, it’s not impossible. After all, I am so mighty.”
Wen Ye glared at Yan Ao, “Yes, yes, you’re the mightiest. You’re a waste who couldn’t even last two hours.”
Yan Ao was speechless, “At that time, I only had thirty percent of my demonic power left. How could you expect me to last, how could I?”
The two bickered for a while before finally quieting down.
Ming Zhaoshuang and the others exchanged names with them, then some cultivated, and some healed their injuries.
