Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 76 - 76 76 She Slave

76: Chapter 76: She Slave 76: Chapter 76: She Slave Baili An subconsciously raised his palm and touched Lin Yuan’s frighteningly cracked fish tail, ready to check her wound.

His voice carried a touch of worry, “Senior Sister Lin Yuan, you’ve been away from water for too long, and your body is badly cracked.

Let’s not talk about the Mohe for now; we need to find a safe place for you to heal first.”

“Ah!

Don’t touch it randomly!”

However, as soon as his hand touched it, Lin Yuan reacted extremely violently.

She let out a scream and her slender fingers tightened on Baili An’s shoulder, nearly embedding into his flesh.

Baili An was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand, feeling the soft body behind him stiffen as if electrified.

Immediately after, Baili An felt a warm sensation at the hem of his clothes behind him, accompanied by a faint musky scent.

The beautiful blue fish tail around his waist tightened more and more as if it was going to break his bones.

Blood traces appeared on Lin Yuan’s lips, and her body stretched taut for a moment before collapsing onto Baili An’s back like deflated, her pale complexion turning rapidly flushed.

She took a very labored breath, her voice carrying a grievance, “You…

you must not touch me again.”

Baili An’s waist was in severe pain; he dared not touch her again.

Just as he quickened his pace and finally saw a faint barrier light ahead, suddenly, a delighted voice came from within the bushes on one side, “Brother Si Chen?

Miss Lin Yuan?”

Baili An glanced sideways, his eyebrows gently raising, “Young Master Meng?”

…

…

Demon Cave, illuminated by the Demon Eye, was filled with blood-red moonlight.

The entire Demon Cave reeked with an intense bloodiness akin to alcohol.

After several overnight battles, Li Xuan, the Sect Master of Lihe Sect, finally had time to count the remaining number of disciples.

However, as he counted, his face grew extremely unsightly, as he discovered that his precious daughter had gone missing.

He was like a volcano on the verge of erupting, his body seething with killing intent, “Where’s Jiujiu?

My Jiujiu?

I asked you to take good care of the lady!

How could she be lost now!”

A young male Disciple, wrapping his left hand in bandages, timidly stepped forward, “Se…

Sect Master, the battle was chaotic.

I…

I saw Senior Brother Lu taking Senior Sister away.”

“Don’t panic, Sect Master.

Senior Brother Lu has strong Spiritual Power and always adores Senior Sister.

With his protection, there shouldn’t be much of a problem.”

“Bullshit!”

The old man’s face turned red with rage and he cursed the Disciple bloody, “You pig-brain!

Don’t you know what kind of person your Senior Brother Lu is?!

He’s just somebody who loves to show off.

Now he wants to play the hero and die alone; that’s his business!

If he really cared about Jiujiu, why would he take her away from the group in such chaotic battle, resulting in her life and death unknown?”

Li Xuan, trembling with rage, his white hair wildly dancing, yelled, “Fiend!

A fiend indeed!”

“Ah!

Master, save me!”

Just as the old Sect Master was raging, disaster struck again.

From the cold, hard ground beneath a young Disciple’s feet, a greenish-black hand suddenly emerged.

The hand was lean and ghastly, its fingers as sharp as blades, deeply piercing into the leg of the Disciple, embedding into the bone!

The Disciple, terrified, swung his sword at the hand, but could not inflict the slightest damage; instead, it made a sound as though it had struck metal.

Li Xuan’s brows twitched in recognition of what that hand was and shouted, “Don’t chop at that hand any longer!

It’s no use!

That is a She Slave!

The descendant of the corpse demon Shebi Corpse, its flesh is unbreakable, and the nails contain extremely frightful Corpse Poison!

That leg is lost; if you want to live, cut off your leg now!”

The Disciple was young, looking only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He couldn’t accept this tragic fate of being crippled for life.

Tears and snot covering his face, he turned his head and cried out to Li Xuan, “Sect Master!

I don’t want to be a cripple!

I think I can still be saved!

Wh-wh-wh…”

Li Xuan was frantic, “It’s not about what you think!

Saving ‘what’?!

If you try to save it, you won’t even be able to save your life…”

“Roar!!!”

The She Slave, buried underground, clearly lacked patience and burst forth from the earth.

Its entire figure was like a wild beast, bringing up a trail of greenish-black afterimages, pouncing the weeping young Disciple to the ground.

Its sharp tusks brutally pierced through the young man’s neck, gulping down fresh blood.

The sword fell from the young man’s hand, his eyes helpless and void, watching his fellow Disciples, unable to utter a word, only managing to emit a weak and broken sound.

“Damn it!”

Li Xuan’s pupils shook violently because all around them, with that one She Slave in the lead, the hard ground began bulging with numerous mounds.

The scene was like that of a mass burial ground…

countless bodies waking up from the graves beneath the earth.

The eyes of the Disciple who was bitten to death also turned a grey-green color.

He stood up unsteadily and stumbled after the She Slave emerging from underground, his eyes cruel as he walked towards everyone.

Surrounded on all sides, and considering that before long they would be assimilated into senseless monsters just like that junior brother, cold and utter despair filled their hearts.

Seeing this scene, someone dropped their sword on the ground and collapsed to their knees, grabbing their heads and screaming, “I want to go home!

I want to go home!!!”

The sounds of desperate and disintegrating wails were highly infectious.

Over the days in the Demon Cave, with most of their companions dead or injured, they all held on because of the thought of home.

But now they faced She Slaves, impervious to water, fire, swords, and spears.

Even a touch of their nails would bring terrifying Corpse Poison; how could they speak of a way out?

Li Xuan subconsciously touched the empty sword sheath on his back that he had carried for hundreds of years, his expression sorrowful.

Could it be that their Lihe Sect’s days were numbered?

He felt sorry for his daughter Li Jiujiu, whose whereabouts were currently unknown, and if she was safe.

With the resolve to die, the old man drew his Longsword across his palm, his blood merging with the Array Light, and mustered Sword Qi to create a Protective Barrier that enveloped every single Disciple from his sect.

This was the Sword Blood Array, a Protective Barrier conjured with one’s Essence Blood as the catalyst.

With Li Xuan’s cultivation at the Chengling Realm, he ought to be able to hold on for a short while.

Who could have expected the hearts of the Disciples to stabilize just a bit, when a She Slave, clearly twice as tall as the ordinary ones and draped in pitch-black chains, broke through the darkness and approached.

It swung the massive chain wrapped around its arm and smashed it into the Barrier that had just come together.

The semicircular, huge Barrier instantly distorted and shattered, scattering like fractured glow into sparkling points of starry light.

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