Chapter 284: Was Shen Liqian The One Causing Trouble? 【 Supporting Character Shen Yuyin Appears 】
As she spoke, she scattered more pills, inciting the wolf pack to bite, while she wielded her Xia Yu Nine Provinces Cauldron and smashed it fiercely towards one of the hidden wolf beasts.
Ming Zhaoshuang: “???”
Is this a pill cultivator? Is this normal?
Refining poison pills is one thing, but why smash wolves with an alchemy cauldron?
The hidden wolf beast was beaten to a pulp by her, but her pale, bloody arm was also exposed to the wolves, inciting them to bite. Even though Ming Zhaoshuang reacted quickly and thrust several swords at them, she couldn’t stop them from tearing and biting at Tan Zhu’s flesh.
Even Ming Zhaoshuang’s body was terrifyingly bitten.
Tan Zhu’s arm was bitten to the point where the white bones were visible, leaving only a blurred mass of flesh and blood.
Bone white, blood red.
The two colors appeared particularly terrifying under the moonlight.
Her flesh rolled, and blood continuously dripped from her arm. Ming Zhaoshuang gritted her teeth in pain, yet she still had to fight this group of extremely ferocious wolves.
Her cultivation was low, and she struggled against these ghost beasts, which she would normally ignore.
【 Abandon her, then you can find the Yellow Springs Water yourself. 】
【 She, a waste with a Wood Spirit Root… is of no use to you… 】
【 You… do you want to die here like Little Zhu? 】
The voices in her mind came one after another, sharp and piercing Ming Zhaoshuang’s eardrums.
Illusory shadows seemed to appear before her eyes.
Abandon her, and as soon as you abandon her, you can obtain the Yellow Springs Water, and then the Nine-Orifice Lotus, until Feng He and Ming Zhaoxue awaken.
Isn’t this what you have been longing for?
Ming Zhaoshuang, don’t forget, if not for Tan Zhu at the auction, perhaps Ming Zhaoxue could have awakened now, and Feng He wouldn’t be slumbering now.
Tan Zhu, she is a jinx who brings disaster to those around her.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s hand moved, and she almost lost her grip on Fushuang. She looked up, her clear gaze directed forward.
Wrong, exceptionally wrong.
She had previously ignored the voices in her mind, which was why she now realized that the environment she was currently in was exceptionally abnormal.
Indeed, gloomy, dark, filled with vengeful energy, extremely oppressive, and it’s easy to shake one’s state of mind.
Just like Tan Zhu, her state of mind was shaken to this extent, and she completely fell into an inner demon.
But Tan Zhu’s state was instantaneous.
She was still nonchalant before, but now she is maddened to this extent, clearly having received some stimulus.
These hidden wolf beasts, although imposing and attacking them due to the oppressive vengeful energy is understandable, including those bitten to death by Mimi and the others, over ten of them died.
A smart wolf pack wouldn’t press on when facing insurmountable odds.
Unless, like Tan Zhu, they were all stimulated by something and went mad and crazy under this stimulus.
Then what was the stimulus?
Ming Zhaoshuang held her breath and concentrated, feeling the tremor originating from her sea of consciousness.
Listen.
One sound, two sounds… the ceaseless flute sound was like fine raindrops, pattering on the heart’s tip, stimulating her deepest fears to surface layer by layer.
Her rest of life is only ice and snow, imprisoned for ten thousand generations;
Feng He fought against Heaven and ultimately was unable to defeat it, dying and her Dao dissipating;
Ming Zhaoxue lay in a pool of blood, lifeless;
Shen Liqian raised her head, blood dripping from her neck, her eyes pale.
…
The wolf pack tore at her flesh, the sound resonating within her soul.
These scenes crashed through her mind, as if declaring that everything she was doing now was a futile bitter struggle.
She was facing the Heavenly Dao.
Whatever the Heavenly Dao wanted her to do, she should do, and even if she resisted, she would eventually be annihilated into ashes.
The Heavenly Dao controls all things, and human strength has its limits.
She could not resist; she should accept her fate.
Isn’t it?
Never!
Ming Zhaoshuang took a deep breath, and light re-emerged in her eyes, like the bright moon rising under the clear night sky, gently illuminating the land before her.
“No,” she said again, not knowing to whom.
“I have never believed that fate is determined by Heaven, nor have I ever believed that human strength has limits. I only believe that the sword in my hand and the brush in my hand will eventually fight for the destiny I desire. If it truly comes to that helplessness, I will have no regrets.”
Saying this, she slashed out another sword.
The blood of the hidden wolf beast splattered on her exceedingly pale face.
Tan Zhu was still hesitating and wandering in this extremely strange flute sound, but Ming Zhaoshuang’s state of mind had already cleared. She glanced at Fantuan and Mimi, who were still biting in the wolf pack, and at Tan Zhu, who, despite being bitten by the wolf pack, was protecting her.
Her divine sense was expanding.
Searching for the voice that had been agitating in her sea of consciousness, causing their fear.
This flute sound did not enter the ears, but only the heart.
Finally, through layers of mist, Ming Zhaoshuang found those few people.
To the southeast!
They were on the mountain peak, as if driven by something, rushing towards them!
And, looking at their current appearance, they were clearly extremely close to them.
Ming Zhaoshuang turned her head and roared at Mimi, “Mimi, stay here for now and protect Fourth Senior Sister! I’m going to see which crazy person is playing the flute at a time like this!”
She really couldn’t stand it anymore. Resisting this damned vengeful energy was already annoying enough, and now there’s a crazy person playing the flute, agitating people’s sea of consciousness and driving them mad.
Especially since her flute sound was so strange, normally inaudible, and could only be perceived with the sea of consciousness.
“Master, rest assured! Even though Mimi’s cultivation has dropped below the Spirit Transformation Stage, dealing with these wolf beasts is still no problem.”
Lord Sang Biao is a divine beast!
Fantuan also howled twice, expressing its powerful nature.
Ming Zhaoshuang naturally wasn’t worried. Although Tan Zhu had lost her senses, according to the way she sprinkled poison pills, these hidden wolf beasts shouldn’t be able to harm her.
So, she no longer hesitated, controlled Frost with her sword, and galloped towards the source of the flute sound.
An eerie wind blew, and vengeful energy permeated the air.
The firelight from the talismans ignited the foul-smelling mist, and Ming Zhaoshuang saw the group of people continuously rushing towards them.
There were approximately three of them, two men and one woman, covered in bloodstains.
The three of them were all sitting on the back of a dark-colored large bird. This bird resembled a crow-finch, with a white beak and red claws. Its wings were thin, giving it a very light appearance.
Ming Zhaoshuang did not recognize this bird, only knowing that its cultivation was likely suppressed, also being at the Late Nascent Soul Stage.
While the two men on the bird were somewhat handsome, they did not capture Ming Zhaoshuang’s attention. Her gaze was entirely focused on the young girl playing the flute.
The young girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a light green flowing dress, ethereal and translucent. Her features were delicate, her appearance beautiful. Her slender, long fingers gently touched the long flute with serenity. She closed her eyes lightly, her gaze flowing like a clear pond.
The flute sound was silent, only rippling in the sea of consciousness.
But Ming Zhaoshuang suddenly froze: “Qianqian?”
How could the person causing trouble by playing the flute be her close friend Shen Liqian!
