Chapter 25: The Evil Camel Bell And The Escort Wife
The red-clothed woman sitting cross-legged there seemed to have already seen through it.
When the sword edge fell toward her head, her body split into two, standing up beside it, then lightly swung out a palm.
Li Weiyi’s all-out surprise sword strike only destroyed her afterimage sitting on the ground, leaving a deep gash beside the blood pool. Before he could be shocked, his face stung with pain as the opponent’s palm wind came sweeping over like the sky collapsing.
In his haste, he could only mobilize seventy percent of peak state power, forming a palm seal with his left hand to clash head-on with her.
“Bang!”
Li Weiyi only felt his left hand hit a metal wall, pain spreading from his wrist to his shoulder.
Then he flew backwards, crashing onto the ground a zhang away, using his sword to steady himself on the ground to maintain balance, avoiding the embarrassment of rolling on the ground.
The red-clothed woman also retreated half a step, with soil rolling from under her feet into the blood pool.
She was surprised: “In just a few short days, you’ve actually broken through realm, opening the second spring eye of Spring Gushing Realm. Such fast cultivation speed?”
Li Weiyi’s left arm was sore and powerless, secretly mobilizing qi flow from the soles of his feet to heal and recover, looking incredulously at Qi Shanshan standing by the blood pool.
She wore the clothes of a White Bone Demon, with a White Bone Wind Chime tied at her waist, hair grown long enough to reach the ground, her eyes completely different from before, cold and carrying the majestic arrogance of overlooking all beings.
“You drank Golden Crow Blood… No, you’re not Doctor Qi, you’re that White Bones from the grave.” Li Weiyi saw Golden Crow Firelight flowing on the red-clothed Qi Shanshan, guessing she had drunk Golden Crow Blood to strengthen her physical body.
No shedding shell to become an Immortal Spirit, but with another demonic aura.
Li Weiyi thought it highly likely that Doctor Qi had been body snatched or devoured by her.
In legends, these undead monsters were proficient in such dharma gates.
“White Bone Demon?”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan muttered to herself, then said in an extremely calm tone: “I can sense the hostility on you, but what I want to say is, there’s no need for us to fight to the death. Why not talk first? Perhaps we can each take what they need, mutual benefit and win-win.”
Her voice was somewhat different from the previous Qi Shanshan, more ethereal.
“Your Excellency’s strength is above mine, yet you propose negotiation first. It seems you have some scruple in your heart, so you dare not act rashly.”
Li Weiyi thought the red-clothed Qi Shanshan feared the Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish.
But she didn’t know that up to now, Li Weiyi still didn’t know how to activate it.
So Li Weiyi felt quite empty inside, only able to feign composure: “But I do want to know, what do you want, and what can you give me?”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan said: “Aren’t you asking the obvious? I want your blood.”
“How much?”
Li Weiyi didn’t understand why she said “asking the obvious,” thinking she might have misunderstood something.
“A lot.”
“Half a bowl enough?”
Li Weiyi had released half a bowl earlier, still there.
“Not enough, far from enough. Besides blood, I also want your soul.” The red-clothed Qi Shanshan said.
Li Weiyi understood; she wasn’t negotiating at all, just toying with him, so: “Then I want your entire White Bones, will you give it?”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan’s eyes narrowed, cold light flashing, feeling Li Weiyi had no sincerity at all. This ancient clan disciple was too rude, just stepping onto the cultivation path, yet showing her no respect.
It seemed necessary to teach him a lesson now, or else in the future, wouldn’t he enslave her?
She slowly raised her palm, momentum instantly climbing to peak: “Fine then, I’ll take it myself! Li clan junior, call out your Guardian Wife. With your current low realm, fighting one against two shouldn’t be hard.”
Li Weiyi grew more confused the more she spoke, saying: “Wait, you must have misunderstood something.”
“In legends, your ancient clan disciples, from infancy, have elders travel famous mountains, immortal tombs, ancestral graves, searching for a Departed Spirit with a terrifying pre-death identity to be your Guardian Wife, hidden in the bloodline. Could the legends be wrong?”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan was baffled, thinking Li Weiyi’s identity was already exposed, no need to hide.
Li Weiyi felt she was using a ploy, deliberately saying strange things to distract him. Thus, he held the Yellow Dragon Sword horizontally in front for defense, eyes growing sharper and more solemn.
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan said no more.
Capture him first.
“Swish!”
She turned into a red shadow, charging out like lightning.
“So fast.”
Li Weiyi had the Scripture Belt boosting him, but his movement technique speed was still inferior, so he took out the Black Iron Seal, striking the top of the Yellow Dragon Sword’s sword hilt heavily onto it.
Mobilizing two streams of cold and hot qi flow into it.
This was a method he researched, greater power, without harming himself.
“Boom!”
Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed.
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan was forced back, lightning landing on her.
But her red clothes, millennia undecayed, clearly extraordinary, the lightning didn’t truly injure her.
Seizing this rare chance, Li Weiyi pursued, mobilizing internal cold and hot qi flow into the Silver Thread Gloves, silver light appearing on his hands, power greatly increasing.
He slashed out over ten swords in succession, each with full power, force sinking a thousand jun.
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan fought while retreating, cracks appearing on her arm skin, blood constantly flowing.
After all, Qi Shanshan’s flesh and skin were merely mortal state, unable to withstand such clashes.
The two were locked in fierce battle, unable to stop.
“Dang dang!”
In the Grave Forest, a dense black Nether Mist erupted and swelled, surging madly.
Accompanied by dense, loud Camel Bell sounds in the mist.
It came extremely fast.
In less than one breath time, black mist blotted the sky, bone-chilling cold, vision severely limited.
Li Weiyi and the red-clothed Qi Shanshan’s expressions changed drastically, both sensing danger, about to stop and separate. But the Camel Bell sound was already at their ears, thunderous.
In the Nether Mist, the first semi-virtual semi-real Camel Ghost Shadow appeared, three to four meters tall, with a hunched, withered humanoid figure sitting atop.
That humanoid figure swung out a Ghost Flag, whipping up fierce winds, sending the two, unable to retract in time, flying backwards like fallen leaves.
“Bang! Bang!”
The two crashed to the ground, both spitting blood, clearly injuring their organs.
In an instant.
Li Weiyi flipped up, one hand holding sword, one hand Black Iron Seal, in defensive posture, not giving the opponent a chance for a follow-up strike.
The bell hanging on the Camel Ghost Shadow was extremely eerie; each ring brought countless negative emotions, endless evil thoughts, requiring Jade Void Breathing Technique to block.
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan’s body strength was inferior to Li Weiyi’s, injured more severely, face deathly pale.
Slowly, she stood up, speaking in a strange language: “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.”
“Zen Sea Observing Mist, long time no see, haha!” The figure on the camel back, now illusory then solid, holding the Ghost Flag, laughed loudly.
First a White Bone Demon, now an even more vicious ghost?
Li Weiyi had heard some Scientific Expedition Team Members say they saw a Camel Caravan enter a tombstone in the Grave Forest, thinking it exaggerated. Later he vaguely heard Camel Bells multiple times, but thought it hallucination, not taking it to heart.
Only now realizing this Camel Bell was too abnormal.
Many things on the ship were likely related.
Li Weiyi glanced at the endless Stele Forest sea, inwardly worried. Who were buried in these graves, how many not fully dead?
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan’s eyes icy cold: “Truly unexpected, you actually have a soul thought preserved in the Evil Camel Bell, barely surviving. The things on the ship were your doing, right? Using Evil Camel Bell to delude minds, manufacture slaughter, collect evil thoughts to strengthen your soul thought.”
“You’re wrong! Evil thoughts originate from within, what relation to the Camel Bell? Besides, without collecting evil thoughts to quickly solidify the soul thought, I couldn’t even leave the Evil Camel Bell.”
The withered figure on the camel stopped laughing, then said: “That treasure hanging on his neck, this king must have. For old acquaintances’ sake, today I spare you a way to live, you can leave! You’re badly injured, don’t court death.”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan straightened, laughing: “Are you fooling a three-year-old? Under your sneak attack, one strike failed to kill us, can only divide and conquer. If I leave now, that would truly be certain death.”
“Fine, you seek death, this king obliges.”
The camel charged fiercely, fast as a galloping horse.
Bell ringing, the withered figure swung the Ghost Flag down at her.
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan, injured, dared not block, immediately using movement technique to dodge.
Eerily, the Ghost Flag clearly aimed at the red-clothed Qi Shanshan, not yet fallen, changed direction even faster, straight at Li Weiyi on the other side.
He was utterly cunning, true target always Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi had been wary; seeing the Ghost Flag coming like raging winds and waves, he immediately swung his sword.
A disdainful grunt sounded from the camel back.
“Sizzle!”
Not a direct clash, the Yellow Dragon Sword like a Flood Dragon coiled and slid over the Ghost Flag, sparking an arc of fire.
All force deflected.
Li Weiyi’s figure had already sidestepped six steps away; with preparation, injuring him wouldn’t be easy.
“Yu Tuo Nan, you Carefree Capital people, besides arrogance, what else? With this strength, if we two join hands, your soul thought fears dissipation and annihilation here.”
The red-clothed Qi Shanshan said this naturally for Li Weiyi to hear, using Earth language.
Compared to the White Bone Demon, Li Weiyi now more wanted that camel-back figure’s soul scattered, to eliminate the evil source, intent extremely strong.
The figure on the camel back flew into rage, Ghost Flag surging denser Nether Mist, using the flag pole as spear, stabbing at Li Weiyi’s heart.
At this moment.
An eerie scene appeared before all eyes.
“Splash—”
The blood Li Weiyi spat earlier evaporated, turning surroundings into a light red Blood Mist world.
The ground inch by inch corroded and moldered.
A graceful figure in red Wedding Dress, head covered with a Head Covering dangling Copper Coins, stood in the Blood Mist world, blocking the oncoming camel. Her jade hand raised, swung down and forward.
What unsettled Li Weiyi’s mind was, at this moment he too was raising sword to swing down.
Why a feeling they merged as one?
“Splash!”
The semi-virtual semi-real camel split into two.
With a miserable scream, that withered ghostly shadow and its held Ghost Flag turned to a wave of pitch-black Nether Mist, retreating like tide, vanishing into the deep vast Grave Forest.
In one instant, the bride disappeared!
Appeared from nowhere, vanished to nowhere.
“What situation… Guardian Wife?”
This absurd thought arose in Li Weiyi’s mind, immediately searching for the red-clothed Qi Shanshan, but found her long gone without trace.
Li Weiyi hurried back to the medical tent, worried she went there.
