Chapter 281: Fortunately, I Didn’t Rush Forward To Eat It, Or I Would Have Died
The extremely viscous liquid splashed onto her neck, wetting a patch.
Tan Zhu turned her head and could just see an extremely black beast, frozen in the pose of pouncing at her, piercing through Fushuang’s sword edge, its death a tragic sight.
She was slightly stunned.
Ming Zhaoshuang put away Fushuang and threw the beast onto the ground.
“Senior Sister, I’m sorry, I acted subconsciously.”
As she spoke, her voice was resonant and powerful, soothing the inexpressible emotions in Tan Zhu’s heart.
Tan Zhu gave a stiff smile: “It’s fine.”
Before she could shake off the strange feeling in her heart, she felt her neck warm up. Ming Zhaoshuang reached out and used a handkerchief to wipe away the ghost liquid from her neck.
Ming Zhaoshuang had obviously done her homework: “Although the ghost beasts in Youdu Mountain have also lost their cultivation, they are still stronger than ordinary beasts. We must be extremely careful when we go up. Senior Sister, you are a Pill Cultivator, so just stay behind me, and I will protect you.”
“What, you think Senior Sister needs protection because she’s a Pill Cultivator?”
“Yes.” Ming Zhaoshuang tilted her head slightly, looked into Tan Zhu’s cold eyes, and smiled at her.
Tan Zhu said: “Then you’ve misunderstood me. Your Senior Sister here, I refine poison pills.”
Saying this, Tan Zhu took out a bottle of pills from her sleeve and threw it on the ground.
Sang Biao let out a howl. If Tan Zhu hadn’t stopped him in time, it might have rushed forward and eaten the pill.
“Wait a moment.”
Tan Zhu clutched her lower abdomen, her voice losing its seductive charm, and taking on a hint of coldness.
The pill emitted a strong smell of blood, and soon a ghost beast arrived. The ghost beast swallowed it with extreme ferocity. After a short while, it suddenly spat blood and died on the spot.
Sang Biao: “…”
It was a good thing it didn’t rush forward to eat it, otherwise it would have died.
However, this Ming Ye Sect created by the Master, why is everyone in it so outrageous, one more so than the other.
Artifact Cultivators don’t refine artifacts, Talisman Cultivators use swords to hack, and these Pill Cultivators’ pills have their own unique flavors when thrown around, fragrant yet deadly.
It was truly terrifying for a beast.
Ming Zhaoshuang wasn’t overly surprised. After all, Yixu was a poison pill refiner, and Tan Zhu was her personal disciple, so how could she be suppressed? It was already strange enough that she didn’t kill people directly with pill fragrance.
Before she could think further, she saw Tan Zhu throw more pills and turn to her, saying: “These ghost beasts can’t stand the smell of blood. My pills can still hold them off for a while, but we just killed a ghost beast, so we can’t stay here long. Let’s leave quickly.”
Ming Zhaoshuang responded with a “good” and quickened her pace.
The sticky vengeful energy still clung to her body, corroding her fingers. Ming Zhaoshuang squeezed slightly, and a grayish-green pus flowed out.
The pus was extremely disgusting.
Ming Zhaoshuang distastefully wiped her fingers and took out the pills Tan Zhu had given her from Flowing Radiance.
These pills were equivalent to the spirit fruits they had in the illusion back then.
Before Ming Zhaoshuang could think further, she suddenly heard Tan Zhu cough several times, clutching her stomach, her face contorting slightly, as if she could no longer endure it.
“Fourth Senior Sister! What’s wrong!” Ming Zhaoshuang stopped and asked her.
Tan Zhu supported her hand and said: “There’s a problem with my Dantian. It can absorb this vengeful energy, causing them to collide within my body, causing some pain.”
Ming Zhaoshuang said: “Then let’s rest first.”
“No.” Tan Zhu said with a hint of finality: “The longer I stay here, the more it will hurt, so I can’t stop.”
Since we can’t get through… then let’s go back…
“Senior Sister has such a special constitution, why did you still come?”
Ming Zhaoshuang suddenly understood why Tan Zhu, despite being able to refine a good medicine to resist poison mist and poison pills to fight wild beasts, ultimately didn’t go to Youdu Mountain.
It was because of her problematic constitution.
They had only reached the foot of the mountain, and Tan Zhu was already in so much pain, let alone what it would be like at the mountain peak.
Tan Zhu walked forward a few steps, her voice carrying a hint of resilience: “I, like you… want Master to wake up.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s heart stirred.
She knew it was for this reason. If Yixu and Tan Zhu’s friendship wasn’t deep enough, she wouldn’t have given her so many pills when they first met, nor would she have helped her out at the Three Lives Stone without a second word.
She wouldn’t have joined her Ming Ye Sect in just a few words either.
In the final analysis, it was because of Yixu that she was so nice to her.
Because she cherished Yixu, she was willing to cherish Yixu’s close friends, and even the disciples of Yixu’s close friends, she was willing to treat them with respect.
Moreover, as Tan Zhu said, she met Yixu in Youdu Mountain a hundred years ago. Yixu accompanied her for a hundred years, which was a deeper bond than parental love. The friendship between Tan Zhu and Yixu might even be deeper than hers for Feng He.
Tan Zhu was the only woman among all the women she had met who knew herself and was willing to defy heaven and change fate with her own body.
Now, Yixu was unconscious from saving a Pure Yin Maiden, and Tan Zhu also wanted her to wake up quickly.
That’s why her expression was normal earlier and she remained silent, only exposing herself to her now when she could no longer bear it.
But Youdu Mountain stretched for thousands of miles, and they didn’t know how long it would take to walk.
Tan Zhu also didn’t know how long she would have to endure.
As Ming Zhaoshuang was thinking, she saw Tan Zhu put on a smiling face again and said to her: “How about this, Little Eleventh, give your Senior Sister a kiss, and Senior Sister won’t hurt anymore.”
Before Ming Zhaoshuang could reply, she felt her wrist tighten.
It was Ming Zhaoxue.
Is there danger? Ming Zhaoshuang thought, but she furrowed her brows and began to search meticulously with her divine soul.
A place like Youdu Mountain shouldn’t have anyone coming here, and even though there were ghost beasts, they should be manageable for her.
After all, Tan Zhu’s poison pills and her swordsmanship were enough to survive.
But…
The sound of Sang Biao breaking white bones came, and Ming Zhaoshuang’s divine sense seemed to perceive something, but it was always indistinct through the mist, which made her hesitate.
Is anyone there?
Hehehe… this is the Ghost Realm, who would come here… it’s all ghosts…
Ming Zhaoshuang: “…”
This Heavenly Dao Seed is quite humorous, I really want to slap him twice.
Tan Zhu bit her lips, her bright red lips trembling slightly. Ming Zhaoshuang leaned her head over and offered her cheek: “If Senior Sister wants a kiss, feel free to kiss.”
Tan Zhu’s fingers were already spasming, but she still teased Ming Zhaoshuang:
“Forget it, forget it, let’s go up and get the Yellow Springs Water first.”
“Okay.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was still uneasy: “Senior Sister, if you really can’t bear it, we’ll go back. I’ll help you bring the Yellow Springs Water.”
Tan Zhu nodded.
The pain in her abdomen served as a constant reminder of everything she had experienced in Youdu Mountain before.
