Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 174 - 175: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada (2nd Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 174: Chapter 175: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada (2nd Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

A Flood Dragon lay before them like an enormous, incalculable treasure.

Now, it had died before the two of them. Whether it was Feng Heyue or the Wind God Sect disciple, both were equally overwhelmed with excitement.

However, at that moment, a stream of black qi emerged from the dragon’s corpse, splitting in two and entering the bodies of Feng Heyue and the Wind God Sect disciple.

"What’s this?"

Off to the side, Han Yueli saw this scene and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"A curse from the bloodline of the Dragon clan," Chu Fengmian explained.

"The Dragon clan is favored by the heavens—a distinguished lineage. Those who slay a member of the Dragon clan will be cursed."

"This curse doesn’t have a significant impact, but it persists within the martial artist’s body. It could very well turn into a Heart Demon and flare up when the martial artist is on the brink of a breakthrough."

"However, the curse will only affect the martial artists with weaker minds. For those martial artists with a strong heart for combat, it makes no difference," Chu Fengmian stated.

"Curse... Such a secret might not even be known throughout the entire Martial Sheng kingdom," Han Yueli suddenly said after listening to Chu Fengmian.

It seemed as though Chu Fengmian knew everything—as if even this sort of curse was beyond clear to him.

Was there anything in this world that Chu Fengmian did not know?

Han Yueli almost believed Chu Fengmian to be omniscient, wondering how he could know so much.

"I just happened to have read more of the ancient tomes in the past, seen it mentioned in some of them," Chu Fengmian replied, unwilling to elaborate further. In his previous life, he had lived for hundreds of years, unable to cultivate, and had spent most of his time poring over various books, researching all sorts of oddities.

Although what Chu Fengmian researched most was how to resolve the impact of his ’Heaven-defying Physique’ so that he could cultivate,

during his studies, Chu Fengmian had also come across many ancient texts, which was why he now possessed such profound knowledge.

"However, even though they have taken on this curse, I’m afraid Feng Heyue is not lucky enough to enjoy the spoils of the Flood Dragon," Chu Fengmian thought to himself.

Those two hidden presences nearby were obviously also wary of the curse, unwilling to take it on themselves.

That’s why they deliberately wounded the Flood Dragon and let it go, ensuring that Feng Heyue and the Wind God Sect disciple would be the ones to kill the dragon,

and thus bear the curse themselves.

Now that the curse had been dealt with, those two figures should be making their move soon.

Chu Fengmian did not believe that those two figures were not here for the Flood Dragon.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Indeed, a fine scheme, avoiding the curse while securing the dragon’s core.

In the end, Feng Heyue was merely dressing another for the wedding.

"Aren’t you going to make your move yet? Feng Heyue’s strength has been greatly depleted by now. Striking at this moment, you might very well snatch away the dragon’s core."

Han Yueli looked at the dragon’s core with a glint of desire in her eyes.

A dragon’s core, especially one from a Wind-Riding Flood Dragon, was tremendously tempting even to saints, let alone to Han Yueli herself.

Even possessing just one-tenth of this dragon’s core would be enough to support her breakthrough to the Wind-Riding Realm.

"Wait, now is not the time to make a move," Chu Fengmian said, stopping Han Yueli from acting on her impulse.

"Look, someone else is going to make a move."

"Someone else?"

Han Yueli voiced her doubt but didn’t speak further.

Two enormous Spiritual Powers erupted, and simultaneously, two figures leaped out from the surrounding jungle, reaching out to grab the Jiao dragon.

"Who goes there!"

Feng Heyue turned and roared angrily. As he redirected his Spiritual Power, he was struck to the ground by a sweep of the hand from one of the figures.

Meanwhile, another disciple from Fengshen Sect had spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fallen to the ground after a single move. He was practically decimated by the attack.

"Cheng Tiangong, Chu Ning? It’s actually these two Core Disciples from Wusheng Academy!"

Upon witnessing the two figures, Han Yueli immediately recognized them both.

There were no more than five Martial Artists at the fifth level of Yufeng Realm within the Holy Land, so naturally, she could identify them quickly.

"Cheng Tiangong, Chu Ning, it’s actually those two!"

Chu Fengmian was familiar with these two names. He had previously considered them among his greatest threats, and now, here they were.

Indeed, two Martial Artists of the fifth level of Yufeng Realm joining forces could inflict serious injury on the Jiao dragon.

"Could it be that from the beginning, Chu Fengmian was aware of their presence?"

Han Yueli looked at Chu Fengmian, incredulous.

She thought back to his earlier abnormal behavior, which seemed like he had noticed others hiding long ago.

These two were strong experts at the fifth level of Yufeng Realm, completely concealing their presence; even Feng Heyue had no inkling of them, yet Chu Fengmian had detected them early on.

What a terrifying individual he was.

As Han Yueli pondered, the two figures had fully emerged in the sky, looking down upon Feng Heyue on the ground.

Cheng Tiangong appeared and said with a laugh.

"Brother Chu, your plan was indeed good. There really were morons who helped us dispel the curse."

"Hahaha, although the curse isn’t much, it’s still a nuisance. If someone else can withstand it for us, naturally, we don’t need to endure it ourselves."

Chu Ning also laughed, his eyes mocking as he looked at Feng Heyue.

Their trap had successfully ensnared someone.

"Cheng Tiangong, Chu Ning, it was you two who attacked by stealth. Do you intend to seize this Jiao dragon?"

Feng Heyue questioned angrily.

"Do you two dare to lay hands on the treasures of the Fengshen Sect? Aren’t you afraid of being hunted down by our sect?"

"What is the Fengshen Sect? Killing you here today and the fact that we let the dragon escape in the first place, do you really think you’re just lucky to encounter an afflicted Jiao dragon?"

Cheng Tiangong spoke disdainfully.

"Feng Heyue, there’s no point in resisting. Even at your strongest, you’re not a match for us within three moves, let alone now that your Spiritual Power is almost exhausted."

"If you are willing to kneel today, relinquish your cultivation, and become our servant, we might consider sparing your life."

Chu Ning revealed a ferocious smile, bursting into laughter.

"Damn it!"

In a flash, Feng Heyue realized that everything had been orchestrated by these two; every action he took had merely set the stage for others.

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