Chapter 795 Temporary Relief

pythons, biting each other in an instant, then scattering again.>The Shadow Scorpion King's scorpion tail whip was formidable, but Lu Xia Tian's ethereal flying sword possessed even greater power. Si...The Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was shining with Buddhist light, being several times stronger than the Wishful Armor. Even though there were still four Demon-Suppressing Pagodas to be refined, judging from the current situation, it should be a certainty that the artifact would advance to become a Spiritual Artifact.

Waves of murderous intent surged in, and the three Demonic Suppressing Towers within his dantian resonated with Buddhist chants. One by one, Buddhist mantras flew out from the towers, suppressing the murderous intent. However, Lu Xia Tian didn't know how much murderous intent was accumulated within his current body. Even the Buddha's light of the Demonic Suppressing Towers, in its constant struggle against the murderous intent, began to weaken. As time passed, the overwhelming murderous intent gained the upper hand, and the Demonic Suppressing Towers’ spiritual light started to dim.

The killing intent relentlessly surged forward. Just as it was about to reach the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, a surge of azure flames erupted. It was the Brahma's Spiritual Fire, and the rising Brahma's Spiritual Fire once again created an opening in space.

Lu Xia Tian quickly came to his senses, no longer wasting time. He grasped the opportunity to restore his primordial spirit and united with the Demon Suppressing Tower, causing it to rapidly recover as well.

Thus, repeatedly, Lu Xia Tian kept fighting against the killing intent within him. A monotonous and boring battle of linglei.

Lu Xia Tian didn't know how long this process lasted. His Yuanshen grew stronger with each cycle of refining, and the killing intent within him gradually lessened. After several more days, Lu Xia Tian's Yuanshen left the protection of the Zhen Yao Tower and began to fight the killing intent within him alone.

At this time, the Demon-Suppression Pagoda and the Brahma Flame were almost at their limits. Lu Xia Tian was afraid that these pagodas would be damaged, so his primordial spirit, which had grown considerably stronger, decided to single-handedly confront the killing intent.

The killing intent within him had been worn down for so long, the amount seemed to have decreased quite a bit. However, relative to Lu Xiaitian's soul, it was still unable to easily defeat him.

At this time, on the surface of the distant sea, a graceful figure in a white cloak was walking through the air on a flying sword.

“Another storage bag,” the woman in white said with a smile as she saw the storage bag floating on the sea surface. She reached out towards the sea and pulled the storage bag into her hand with a flick of her wrist. She then swept her divine sense into it, and her face instantly lit up with surprise.

"It seems that a beast tide erupted on this sea surface, and many cultivators perished here. The wooden puppet brought the head abbot here, which was a windfall for me." The woman in the white hooded cloak thought to herself, "This trip wasn't a waste after all." Thinking of the black-faced youth who hadn't given her a good look from beginning to end, the woman in the hooded cloak felt a bit upset.

Because she was born with a yin constitution and practiced the art of charm, coupled with her mesmerizing beauty, even cultivators of higher realms would often lose composure upon seeing her true face. The only one who never gave her a good look was the black-faced cultivator. In this regard, he bore some resemblance to the aloof fellow over a hundred years ago.

The woman in the white cloak was naturally Luo Ping'er. Luo Ping'er disliked using disguise techniques and wouldn't change her face in any way. Being a beauty, she used this cloak to cover herself up. If she took off the cloak, countless immortal disciples would be captivated by her, even attracting quite a bit of trouble for Lingwujing Pavilion. The headquarters of Luo Ping'er's Lingwujing Pavilion had long since moved from its original location.

For a long time, Luo Ping'er had been very confident in her own appearance. However, thinking about the black-faced youth she would meet later, Luo Ping'er couldn't help but feel discouraged. There were not many people who could resist her charm, and that black-faced youth with terrifying strength was one of the few.

“Throughout this journey, I’ve already picked up at least twenty or so storage pouches. It seems the beast horde was quite large, causing the fall of so many cultivators. I wonder how that aloof fellow is doing, whether he happened to run into the beast horde.” After flying for a while, Luo Ping’er saw more storage pouches floating on the sea surface, and her brows furrowed instead.

"I never thought that I, one of the Seven Mystics of Donghuan, would have such a lucky day. My master's hard work for over ten years pales in comparison to today's harvest."

At this moment, a rotund man with a large belly and strange hair resembling a gourd shape on his head, along with six cultivators of varying heights and builds, rushed over swiftly.

“Haha, another storage bag! You've really made it this time, truly prosperous.” The eldest of the Seven Mystics of Donghuan laughed out loud, just as Luo Ping’er flew over. His eyes lit up with a lascivious gleam, squinting into slits as he scanned Luo Ping’er’s graceful and alluring figure from head to toe, as if trying to strip her naked with his gaze. “Such a stunning fairy, why conceal your beauty behind such a cumbersome veil This humble one is the eldest of the Seven Mystics of Donghuan. It's my fortune to meet such a celestial being. I yearn to see your true face. Would you grace me with your favor”

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"Keke, this is nothing difficult. However, this isn't a place for talking. Let's wait until we reach Danwang City. Then, I will have a drink with Daoist Dongxuan."

Luo Ping'er giggled softly, her delicate body swaying slightly, and she turned and walked away without stopping for a moment. At the same time, she secretly cursed the man who called himself Dong Fang Bai in her heart. If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual objects involved between the two were extraordinary and inconvenient to be known by others, Luo Ping'er wouldn't have come alone to this sea area because of him.

What angered her even more was that she had contacted him several times using the Lingxi conch, but there was no reply. Could it be that that damn Dongfang Bai had really fallen in the beast tide

“She’s beautiful, with a captivating voice. Big brother, we absolutely can’t let this beauty get away.” The burly man behind her, his eyes practically blazing with desire as he watched Luo Ping’er’s retreating figure. Although he had played with many women before, this woman's figure alone was enough to ignite his passions; it was the first time he had encountered such a tempting sight.

"Rest assured, no one has ever escaped from the hands of our Donghuang Seven Swords alone. Just be careful with your strength and don't hurt this fairy woman. It wouldn't look good if we harmed her." The leader laughed gleefully. He collected the storage bag on the sea surface and chased after Luo Ping'er.

"The fact that the other party is appearing in this sea area means they must have chosen quite a few storage pouches. This time, let's aim for both wealth and beauty!"

The Seven Disciples of Dongxuan burst into boisterous laughter, delighted with their good fortune. After the beast tide had passed, this expanse of sea was left devoid of both cultivators and ordinary demon beasts. The Seven Disciples of Dongxuan, lucky enough to have sought refuge in a secret realm protected by a natural underwater formation, had escaped unharmed. When the tide subsided, they discovered a vast fortune awaiting them.

“There were at least two cultivators in the late Golden Core stage, and the leader, a fat man, was even more unfathomable. Even among many late Golden Core stage cultivators, he was probably not an ordinary person. There were also several others whose auras were on par with hers, impossible to fight against.” Luo Ping’er’s face darkened like water, she flew with her sword at an astonishing speed, but this place was too far from Dan Wang City, and she couldn't escape for a while. During the escape, Luo Ping’er also felt some anxiety.

“This little girl’s speed isn’t slow, this little girl must have some kind of treasure on her body!”

The Seven Children of Dongxuan chased frantically, but they were unable to catch up with Luo Ping'er. Even the eldest, whose cultivation was the highest, fell behind by a considerable distance. Although they couldn't catch up for now, the crowd's hearts burned even hotter.

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