Chapter 1809 - Floral Scent (2/2)

The roar of a dragon rose from within his arm as he struck his palm.

There was a fleeting sense of puzzlement in Ji Fanxi’s eyes. She raised her two fingers to his palm.

Boom!

A powerful energy storm burst out between them, causing heaven and earth to rumble.

Ji Fanxin and Zhang Ruochen broke away. “Why are you attacking me?”

Is she really Ji Fanxin?

Zhang Ruochen’s brows were knitted together tightly as he activated his Heaven’s Eye, trying to see the true form of this woman in front of him.

Ji Fanxin looked upset. She raised her hand and a spiritual power-vortex formed in the air, blocking the preying vision of Heaven’s Eye.

She knew that using Heaven’s Eye, Zhang Ruochen could see through her sacred clothes.

She was really upset. “How could you do this, Zhang Ruochen?”

He realized that using Heaven’s Eye on her was not a decent thing to do, but he was still wary. “Who are you, really?”

Things suddenly hit her. She had probably figured out what Zhang Ruochen was experiencing just now and looked at the Golden Dragon Carriage not far away.

She saw a demonic tulip on the roof of the Dragon Carriage releasing its pollen to engulf the carriage.

Zhang Ruochen also looked over at the Golden Dragon Carriage. But what he saw was Ji Fanxin, dressed in white clothes, sitting on the carriage with a sensuous smile on her face.

Now he knew that it was a trap, yet he still could not calm himself down.

He could not help it. The woman on the carriage was so different from the ethereal version of Ji Fanxin he used to know. This one was too irresistibly tantalizing.

“Break!”

As Ji Fanxin raised her finger and tapped lightly in the air, a spiritual power-storm shot out.

All illusions disappeared from Zhang Ruochen’s eyes.

The woman who sat on the carriage and appeared to be Ji Fanxin had disappeared and turned into a demonic tulip.

Zhang Ruochen forced a smile and did not know what to say.

“Don’t feel frustrated. This demonic tulip has a spiritual power of 59th order. It was normal that you failed to see through it.”

Ji Fanxin paused, then continued. “You looked nervous and antic.i.p.atory just now. What illusion did the thing make you see?”

Zhang Ruochen was embarra.s.sed. “I accidentally inhaled its scent. It must have weakened my judgment and self-control. Erm, anyway, we should first think of a way to get rid of it.”

This demonic tulip was not the same one that he encountered the last time he came to Luoshui. It had yet attained the hundred-thousand-year-level kind of ancient sacred herb.

So Ji Fanxin could harvest it easily with her spiritual power.

With his level of cultivation base, Zhang Ruochen was confident of getting away, even if he was not as good as Ji Fanxin. But Ji Fanxin’s spiritual power was unfathomably powerful—so powerful that even a 59-order spiritual power-cultivator looked like a sitting duck in front of her.

She had cultivated the Path of Truth to a level higher than what Zhang Ruochen had done. She was truly a force to be reckoned with.

Ji Fanxin handed the demonic tulip to Zhang Ruochen. “I went to the polar region just now and found a blood lake under the stone column. It should be the Lake of the Divine Blood specifically.”

“The Lake of the Divine Blood?”

Ji Fanxin looked back over her shoulder at the corpse of the giant beast on the stone column, her expression grave. “That’s right. It was formed by the blood flowing out of that beast, which seemed to be a legendary sub-divine beast. But… it is hard to understand. Really hard to understand.”

“Did you collect the divine blood from the lake, Fairy?”

Ji Fanxin shook her head. “I left before reaching the blood lake.”

“Why was that?”

“There are many sacred herbs growing on the sh.o.r.e of the lake. They all look like a beast in shape. Those sacred herbs could attack the saint souls and spiritual power of the cultivators. Among the sacred herbs are the hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred herbs, the spiritual power attack of which is terrifyingly powerful.”

“With your level of saint soul and spiritual power, they wouldn’t have posed a threat to you, Fairy.”

Ji Fanxin shook her head again. “Besides, there is also an army of corpses and skeletons roaming around the sh.o.r.e. Among them are the corpses of the Supreme Kings. The beast-shaped sacred herbs release their souls and spiritual powers and put these corpses and skeletons under their control.”

Zhang Ruochen’s expression turned serious at hearing this strange phenomenon.

How could sacred herbs control the corpses of the Supreme Saints? The pertinent question was, how the corpses of the Supreme Saints ended up here, and who killed them?

“Have you ever thought about a question, Zhang Ruochen? How did those sacred herbs attack the saint souls and spiritual power of the cultivators? And why are they in the shape of beasts?” asked Ji Fanxin in her mind.

“You suspect that the divine soul hasn’t entirely left the beast’s corpse bound to the stone column, Fairy? And those sacred herbs have absorbed the divine soul, and that is why they have become this horrifying?” asked Zhang Ruochen.

“Whatever the reason, we mustn’t mess with them for the moment. In fact, there is an abundance of sacred herbs on this planet. As long as you could collect more of them, you will attain Seven-step Saint Kinghood in no time,” said Ji Fanxin.

“I wouldn’t go there too since even you, Fairy, are wary of them.”

He paused, then continued, “Could you go somewhere else with me, Fairy?”

It was equally urgent to stop Qi Xiaotian from making the Millennium Blood Pill and to search for the G.o.dstones in the ancient veins. If Ji Fanxin could lend him a hand, then things would be a lot easier for him.