The gloomy wind howled, and shadows surged!
Yang Chanyu's face was full of tension as she frantically retreated.
Nanny Ghost Qiushui was extremely fast, tracing a shadow in mid-air, and within a few breaths, she was already in front of her.
But in the next moment, Yang Chanyu chuckled.
She activated the magical treasure within her body, instantly swapping places with the poison bolt that had just shot through Luo Shang.
Luo Shang only felt a blur before his eyes, and he saw a beautiful female cultivator dressed in pink, smiling sweetly at him.
But Luo Shang felt no trace of Yang Chanyu's beauty, only the immense pressure of death and overwhelming fear!
Yang Chanyu launched a fierce attack, wielding a single blade, the glint from her weapon sharp and relentless.
Luo Shang struggled to defend himself, constantly spitting blood, his body bearing tens of knife wounds, each cut deep to the bone, blood splattering wildly.
"Yang Chanyu!" Luo Shang roared, his face twisted, no longer maintaining his prior indifference and composure.
Just as Sun Lingtong had recognized him, he too had recognized Yang Chanyu.
After all, she was a True Disciple of the Bukong Sect, and related information about her had long been widely disseminated.
"Do you dare kill me?"
"Aren't you afraid of starting a war between the Bukong Sect and the Soul Devouring Sect?!"
Luo Shang shouted repeatedly.
"Hehe, why wouldn't I dare?" Yang Chanyu's smile grew even more beautiful, her strikes even more vicious.
Yet in the next moment, she furrowed her brows.
She realized that by nature she shouldn't have responded, this was a sign of her being disturbed, her thoughts chaotic and out of control.
Yang Chanyu hurriedly mobilized the magical treasure within her body, to limited effect, unable to completely dispel the influence.
In the subsequent few slashes, although Luo Shang was bleeding profusely, he narrowly escaped death each time.
"This person's luck hasn't run out, he can't be killed!" Watching Nanny Ghost Qiushui turn and resume her pursuit, Yang Chanyu sighed inwardly.
"No, I still have a chance, why should I give up now?!"
With this thought, Yang Chanyu's offensive inevitably slowed slightly.
In such an intense battle, even a slight deviation could result in a wide margin of error.
Moreover, the deeper the influence Yang Chanyu felt, the more her offensive slowed, bit by bit.
"Nanny, save me!!" Luo Shang's face was purple, and he was weak, unable to suppress the poison in his body.
Nanny Ghost Qiushui made her move, ultimately choosing to save Luo Shang.
She was dispatched this time specifically to protect Luo Shang, the True Disciple. If she failed, the Soul Devouring Sect would surely hold her accountable. At that time, the punishment of soul death and spirit dispersal would be the least of her worries!
Yang Chanyu once again retreated explosively.
During her retreat, she continuously fired multiple crossbow bolts.
Nanny Ghost Qiushui had just suffered a loss and immediately realized that Yang Chanyu might swap places with the crossbow bolts and come back to attack Luo Shang again.
After a moment of thought, she decisively tore off her left arm and threw it towards Yang Chanyu.
Then, she made a grasping motion towards Luo Shang.
Several female ghosts Luo Shang used for cultivation were grabbed by Nanny Ghost Qiushui and crushed singlehandedly.
The female ghosts wailed in pain, the scene was extremely tragic, but Nanny Ghost Qiushui's face grew colder, her heart as harsh as iron.
Using several female ghosts as materials, she cast a spell, transforming them into a vast cloud of ghostly mist.
The mist tightly bound both Yang Chanyu and Sun Lingtong, surging loudly like a vortex.
With her remaining right arm, Nanny Ghost Qiushui grasped Luo Shang and quickly fled away.
She bore the sect's heavy responsibility to protect Luo Shang's life, not to pursue and kill the real culprit who murdered Qi Bai—this was Luo Shang's task, not hers.
Having taken action, if her Nascent Soul's aura leaked out, attracting City Lord Meng Kui, it would be disastrous.
More importantly, Luo Shang's breath was hanging by a thread, his entire body swollen and covered in reddish-purple.
The poison applied by Yang Chanyu was excessively potent.
If Nanny Ghost Qiushui didn't find a way to treat him, Luo Shang would surely face grim odds of survival.
All these factors made her decisively withdraw from the battlefield!
Luo Shang was carried by Nanny Ghost Qiushui by the collar, quickly escaping. At this point, he was swollen, looking like a purplish pig head. His eyes could barely open, squinting into narrow slits.
"I've been hit!"
Even his life-saving ace, Nanny Ghost Qiushui, was forced to come out with one strike.
Luo Shang had been ambushed, unable to fully utilize his true strength before being crippled.
"Good job, Yang Chanyu!"
"I, Luo Shang, will remember today's grudge, and in the future, I will repay it one hundredfold."
"But still, you won't get away easily today either."
"Nanny Ghost Qiushui's charm techniques aren't so easy to deal with! You might end up killing your fellow disciples!"
Thinking of this, a look of resentment appeared on Luo Shang's face.
His keen awareness of his own state of mind made him realize something was wrong immediately.
Fearfully, he became flustered.
His fear turned into horror.
He primarily cultivated the Soul-Dispelling Melancholic Skill, which should have made him expressionless, unable to feel joy or anger. However, at this moment, his state of mind was greatly disturbed.
"While I haven't lost my abilities, my injuries are too severe! Damn, what kind of poison is this?"
...
Elsewhere, Ning Zhuo had received several warning messages from Sun Lingtong.
"Elder Sun!"
"The boss is in danger again."
Ning Zhuo was startled out of his training, standing up from his meditation cushion.
"Soul Devouring Sect, Luo Shang, a Nascent Soul level Ghost General..."
"Bukong Sect, Yang Chanyu, damn it, she is Elder Qing's beloved disciple, the main opposition to Elder Sun within the Bukong Sect."
"This is terrible, terrible!"
Ning Zhuo paced in place, bowing his head in contemplation, rapidly thinking of countermeasures.
"That ghostly mist trapping the boss and Yang Chanyu, it's created from the arm of a Nascent Soul Ghost General, it's no trivial matter."
"I only have hope of rescuing the boss by deploying the Golden Core level Mechanical Monkey!"
"But the Mechanical Monkey isn't fully assembled…"
"Adding the Rampant Thoughts Chaotic Drum now, and disguising the lower body, it could be passable!"
Thinking this, Ning Zhuo hurried to assemble the Mechanical Monkey.
...
On the Fire Persimmon Mountain peak.
Meng Kui frowned tightly.
"Nascent Soul level aura?" Meng Kui gazed in the direction of the underground base where the battle was raging.
But Meng Kui had no intention of getting up or taking action.
Because he simultaneously sensed that Zhu Xuanji was in danger!
Zhu Xuanji had informed Meng Kui personally about his plan to explore the bottom of Fire Persimmon Mountain alongside three Golden Core cultivators from different families. Knowing this, Meng Kui had to constantly keep an eye on Zhu Xuanji, ensuring his safety.
Just as Nanny Ghost Qiushui had to ensure Luo Shang's safety, Meng Kui too had to make sure the royal member Zhu Xuanji wouldn't die in front of him.
As for those three Golden Core cultivators from the other families...
Meng Kui was happy to see them all perish!
The Magma Fairy Palace's presence highlighted the Meng Family's aspirations, and the three families had fully aligned with Zhu Xuanji.
Meng Kui couldn't make a move against Zhu Xuanji, nor could he directly target the three Golden Core cultivators, but he could choose not to save them.
"I only need to save Zhu Xuanji." Meng Kui had already sensed that Zhu Xuanji was in danger.
After contemplating, he summoned Chi Dun and Fei Si, instructing them to investigate the location where the Nascent Soul aura had appeared.
Fei Si provided external support while Chi Dun bypassed the City Protecting Great Array, probing all the way to discover the underground base.
He broke in and saw the vast, vortex-like ghostly mist.
As Chi Dun approached, a powerful lust arose in his heart, making his breath heavy and eyes red, overwhelmed with desire.
"A Nascent Soul level technique!"
Unwilling to give up, Chi Dun retreated to a safe distance and attempted a spell attack, with little success.
Inside the surging ghostly mist, Yang Chanyu had already fallen under its spell.
Her face was bloomy, her gaze filled with affection as if about to shed tears, she giggled foolishly, running towards Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong shouted: "No, don't come near me!"
Yang Chanyu: "Silly child, stop running."
"We already have an engagement, why are you shy?"
"Stop running, come into my arms!"
Sun Lingtong's face was full of terror, his fear even greater than during their earlier battle.
He charged at the ghostly mist, but it was sturdy and tenacious, impossible for a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him to break through.
"Little Zhuo, where are you?"
"Hurry and save me!"
"If you delay any longer, I will lose my chastity."
The ghostly mist isolated them from the outside, and even with Ning Zhuo's Life Hanging Thread on Sun Lingtong, he couldn't relay the message.
"Boss, hold on!" Ning Zhuo had already reached the other underground secret base, fully assembling the Golden Core level Mechanical Monkey.
"Boss, you must hold on." Ning Zhuo didn't know what was happening inside the ghostly mist, imagining Yang Chanyu torturing and tormenting Sun Lingtong cruelly, just like Qi Bai.