Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant
Chapter 1082 - 1082 62 Unharmed_3

Chapter 1082: Chapter 62 Unharmed_3 Chapter 1082: Chapter 62 Unharmed_3 “You think you’re worthy?”

The voice was clear and cold, like the tinkling of a cold spring.

The saber energy dissipated.

The white dragon moved, flying off again into the distance.

Feeling that there was no killing intent coming from the other party, Wang Yi’an gritted his teeth and spoke up:

“The junior has heard that the Great Jin Royal Family and our Myriad Phenomena Sect have an unbreakable relationship.

I may not have the right, but I only hope that the elder will consider the face of the Myriad Phenomena Sect…”

An injured elder standing by, who dared not make a sound, couldn’t help but look at Wang Yi’an in amazement.

And the woman in white also suddenly turned her head, her eyes like stars, staring intently at him.

“You say you’re a disciple of the Myriad Phenomena Sect?”

Wang Yi’an thought it was the reputation of the Sect that had changed the other’s mind and quickly said:

“Yes, I am a disciple of Xinjian Peak of the Myriad Phenomena Sect, mentored by Master Zhao…”

“Xinjian Peak…

...

not Wanfa Peak, it seems it’s just a resemblance.”

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The woman in white’s gaze dropped, slightly disappointed.

But then her expression became solemn.

Her eyes turned westward.

In the distance.

Several formidable auras of Three Continents’ Cultivators rushed over!

Some had kind and benevolent faces, some had their cheeks covered with scars, others were cold and stern…

They were unmistakably Nascent Soul Cultivators!

“Elder Qin!”

Wang Yi’an called out urgently.

“Can’t save!”

The woman in white said coldly.

Her face then turned fierce, her gaze fixated on those Nascent Souls.

“Run if you don’t want to die!”

She dropped the words coldly.

Far from retreating, she steered the white dragon to face them head-on!

“Elder Qin!”

Wang Yi’an was startled.

When the Nascent Soul Cultivators saw the woman in white, one of them scoffed:

“Qin Lingxiao, you are getting bolder by the day!”

“Not yet Nascent Soul, and you dare come here alone!”

“Do you think you are Zhao Feng!”

“We didn’t capture you before for the sake of the bigger picture, but today you won’t leave here alive!”

The woman in white, however, maintained her composure, her eyes flashing with pride:

“Zhao Feng of the Myriad Phenomena Sect can slay a Nascent Soul with his Golden Core, and I, Qin Lingxiao, am not inferior to anyone!”

Before her words even finished, she brandished her sword for an attack.

Wang Yi’an, who had barely regained control of the magic boat, heard the exchange and was shocked:

“So it turns out this Elder Qin has not yet reached Nascent Soul!”

It was quite a surprise to him.

After all, her absolute suppression of Golden Core Craftsmen had made a deep impression on him, leading him to believe she was a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

In the midst of speaking, although he was anxious about Fu, he could only make a quick escape.

But just then, from the northwest direction, came a big-bellied barbarian wrapped in hide, seemingly trying to block their escape.

Wang Yi’an gritted his teeth and could only turn the magic boat southward.

But the big-bellied barbarian was extremely fast and was about to catch up with the magic boat.

“Cough…

Hurry!

Hurry!”

The elder lay on the magic boat, frantic.

Wang Yi’an’s mind spun wildly and, gritting his teeth again, he turned the boat back towards the direction where the woman in white was, seizing the route to escape.

Just at that moment.

A dreadful scream suddenly echoed from afar!

“It’s Uncle Fu!”

Wang Yi’an was shocked!

He looked up.

He saw a dark cloud suddenly arising on the horizon, with a drizzle of blood rain falling down!

Wang Yi’an froze in place!

Disbelief flashed in his eyes:

“Could it be that Uncle Fu…”

Whirr!

The fierce sound of sword raining filled the air!

The stunned Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but follow the noise.

And to his astonishment, he found the woman in white nearby holding a Fourth Order Sword Instrument, forcing the Nascent Souls before her into retreat.

At the same time.

Few more Nascent Souls were rapidly approaching from the distance.

And the big-bellied barbarian who had been chasing him finally caught up!

He sneered as he reached out his hand toward Wang Yi’an.

At this moment, with fierce beasts ahead and pursuers behind!

Even the woman in white couldn’t help but show a slight change in expression.

However, at that very moment.

All those present suddenly heard a resounding surge like a great wave!

“Boom—”

“Boom—”

“Huh?”

The big-bellied barbarian reaching for Wang Yi’an paused, a hint of confusion in his heart.

He instinctively looked southward.

The next moment, upon seeing the spectacle in the sky, his expression altered dramatically:

“Run!!!”

He abruptly gave up on Wang Yi’an and bolted away!

Wang Yi’an, still hanging in midair, couldn’t help but follow his gaze.

He saw a vast expanse of churning waves high up in the air, stretching as far as the eye could see, rushing towards them rapidly.

Atop the waves stood an elegant young cultivator in a wide robe, hands behind his back, standing at the crest of the wave.

Sensing the combat nearby, the robed cultivator’s eyes shifted, seeming to traverse the distance between them in a moment.

On spotting Wang Yi’an, his face revealed a brief look of surprise.

Then a smile of joy appeared on his face.

His figure vanished without a trace.

The next instant.

Wang Yi’an saw the water below him ripple.

The robed young man emerged from the waves.

“You…”

Wang Yi’an was stunned by the spectacle.

The robed young man simply smiled warmly at him.

Without saying a word.

From his wide sleeves, he flicked a motion, and streams of water shot out like ropes, instantly binding the few Nascent Souls.

The woman in white did not miss the opportunity, her Fourth Order Sword Instrument continuously shot out sword lights, slashing those few into nothingness.

Seeing this, the Nascent Souls approaching from a distance were so frightened they immediately turned tail and fled.

After the battle, which resulted in great mana consumption for the woman in white, she chose not to pursue further, instead landing before the robed cultivator with a respectful bow.