The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1125

Chapter 1125: Chapter 1122 Girl Chapter 1125: Chapter 1122 Girl (Fourth Update)

“In our Divine Wood Clan, secretly bringing outsiders back to our territory is a serious crime. When the time comes, it won't just be me who's locked up. You all will be treated as intruders and subjected to severe punishment.” Indeed, Wu Man'er explained.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shentian frowned tightly, looking quite troubled.

“Big Brother Jiang, you don't need to worry too much for now. It's not certain that I will be imprisoned upon my return. Even if an accident prevents me from coming back, I will find a way to get the Earth Mother's Essence into your hands,” Wu Man'er added.

“Man'er, go with peace of mind, I believe in you,” Shen Luo stepped forward and said.

The reason he said this was not because he was fully confident about obtaining the Earth Mother's Essence, but because before they set off, he had sent a message to Lu Huaming, asking the Great Tang Dynasty Government to see if there was any way to help.

Some time ago, while on the road, he received a reply from Lu Huaming informing him that the Great Tang Dynasty Government had already sent people to Mount Putuo, with whom they had good relations, to seek assistance.

Hearing this, Jiang Shentian had no choice but to agree to wait there.

While Wu Man'er was present, due to her lively nature, she often chatted with Shen Luo, and the three of them didn't feel lonely. Now that she was gone, only Shen Luo and Jiang Shentian were left staring at each other, which felt a bit awkward.

After spending this period together, Jiang Shentian had actually eliminated his suspicions about Shen Luo, but with his sect's mission on his shoulders, he still strictly adhered to his duty of guarding Shen Luo.

“Brother Jiang, even if you have to watch over me, there's no need for us to be in such close quarters. Why not stand back a bit?” Shen Luo said somewhat helplessly.

“What do you want to do?” Jiang Shentian asked.

“Brother Jiang, Man'er won't be back for a while, we can't just keep staring at each other. How about we each find a spot to cultivate on our own?” Shen Luo suggested.

“That sounds good,” Jiang Shentian thought for a moment and then nodded.

Shen Luo, sitting a dozen or so yards away from Jiang Shentian, chose a towering ancient tree to lean against and sit down cross-legged, beginning to close his eyes and regulate his breath.

At this moment, he seemed to have no abnormalities, but inside his body, a storm was raging like a raging fire boiling oil; the Demonic Qi of Chiyou hidden within was once again acting up, starting to erode his body.

After several outbursts of demonic energy, Shen Luo became increasingly clear about the sensation before an outburst, and he could also feel that the outbursts were becoming less and less controllable.

As soon as his mana began to circulate, his eyes started to turn red, his meridians showed signs of disturbance, and a layer of black Qi began to seep from his pores. If he delayed any further, the Demonic Qi would once again fully erupt.

Shen Luo immediately formed hand seals, and his mana in his Dantian circulated rapidly. The Slayer's Broken Sword within lit up with radiance, and a rich Pure Yang Power began to spread from the sword body, flowing into his meridians.

With the assistance of the Pure Yang Scripture skills, the original power of the Slayer's Broken Sword was even more stimulated, and surges of Pure Yang Power coursing through his body began to suppress the rampaging Chiyou Demonic Qi in his meridians everywhere.

However, this time when the Chiyou Demonic Qi clashed with the Pure Yang Power, Shen Luo immediately felt something was off.

The rampage of the Chiyou Demonic Qi this time was clearly not as violent as the previous ones, but the suppression by the Pure Yang Power also didn't seem as strong as before. It appeared as if both were entering a period of exhaustion, leading to a deadlock situation.

Because of this, Shen Luo found it even more difficult to suppress the Demonic Qi. Instead of the prior intense boiling, it turned into a prolonged simmering, and the pain he endured was stretched out bit by bit.

Time ticked away, and the sky gradually darkened.

It wasn't until dusk, when the sun was about to set, that Shen Luo finally managed to suppress the demonic outburst.

At this moment, he was drenched in sweat, his face pale, and his eyes sunken due to the significant loss of body fluids.

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his worries intensifying.

If the Demonic Qi outbreaks continued in this manner, it would be tantamount to creating a battlefield within his body, with Chiyou Demonic Qi and Pure Yang Qi battling from time to time. Sooner or later, his body would be unable to withstand it.

Just as he was pondering what to do next, a cluster of bushes not far in front of him suddenly trembled.

Shen Luo immediately became alert. Previously occupied with suppressing the Demonic Qi, he had no time to extend his Divine Sense to investigate and was unaware that something had approached him.

“Who's there?”

He bellowed, lunging forward, with the Pure Yang Flying Sword already in hand.

A Sword Qi burst forth, slicing a path through the bushes, and a small, skinny figure appeared within it.

Shen Luo focused his gaze and saw that it was actually a girl around eight or nine years old, dressed in a water-blue gown, adorned with exquisite silver ornaments, resembling Wu Man'er somewhat.

He reigned in his sword intent, about to ask a question, when he saw the girl's blank expression turn to terror, and she screamed, “Sister, there's a ghost ah,” echoing throughout the entire forest.

Her cry of “ah” dragged on very long, and her large, round eyes began brimming with tears, “plopping” down.

Through the girl's pitch-black pupils, Shen Luo saw his own pale face with sunken eye sockets and realized, agreeing with the dark ambience of the forest, he indeed looked more like a ghost than a human.

He quickly consumed an elixir and circulated his mana to absorb it, soon restoring his original appearance.

A slight smile crept across Shen Luo's face as he attempted to greet the girl.

But before he could speak, he heard the girl shout again: “Sister, come quick, the ghost can change faces ah…”

This outburst left Shen Luo unable to help but laugh.

“Earth Blade.” Just then, a stern shout came.

A yellow halo suddenly lit up in front of Shen Luo, and a figure that seemed to be made out of mud rose from the halo, wielding a long knife and thrusting it toward him.

He frowned and quickly dodged backward, but the mud figure relentlessly pursued him.

Shen Luo stood firm, delivered a horizontal slash with his sword, and cut the figure, along with its weapon and body, in half.

The yellow halo from the figure's body sank into the ground and immediately turned into a puddle of moist soil.

Shen Luo, with his sword out in front of him, looked over at the girl and saw a female figure who had already arrived, protecting her behind herself.

At this time, Jiang Shentian, who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation, was also disturbed and rushed over.

“What happened?”

Seeing Jiang Shentian asking, Shen Luo shook his head and looked toward the opposite side.

The woman protecting the girl in front of her had a gentle face, a curvaceous figure, and prominent peaks on her chest. She had long purplish-red hair tied up high, with a pink lotus on top of her head, looking charming yet not shy, soft yet not flirting, with a somewhat distinguished air.

“What kind of ghosts are you?” the woman asked.

“Girl, you jest, do we look like ghosts to you?” said Shen Luo, at a loss for words.

“If you're not ghosts, why did you scare Xiaonu by pretending to be one?” the woman asked.

“It was I who, just now during my cultivation practice, encountered a setback that made my face look rather unwell. By chance, the little girl saw me and got frightened; I truly apologize,” Shen Luo volunteered an apology.

In the meantime, he also sheathed the weapon in his hand.

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