Chapter 943 - I have strong teeth and good appetite, problems? (1/2)
Chapter 943: I have strong teeth and good appet.i.te, problems?
Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu
This purple-robed cultivator was the one that had shot that blood arrow. He had rushed there before Senior White and Song Shuhang could enter the forbidden area, and prevented Song Shuhang from stepping inside.
Song Shuhang turned around to look at that purple-robed cultivator. Although the opposite party had called him by name, he didn’t recognize them. Other than that, this guy was seemingly very worried that he might get in the forbidden area…
After looking at the opposite party, Song Shuhang discovered that the condition of their body was somewhat strange. He couldn’t sense their true qi or spiritual qi, and was thus unable to tell their realm.
“Hehe, you finally showed yourself, eh? And here I thought you would wait for Shuhang and me to enter the forbidden area to show up,” Senior White said with a calm expression on his face.
From the looks of it, Senior White had discovered the presence of this purple-robed cultivator a long time ago. Even that rune engraved on the wall had been strengthened on purpose.
“Exactly what you would expect from a character of the Venerable rank. I was very careful, but you still managed to discover me.” That purple-robed cultivator also had a calm expression on his face.
“That’s a given. I live in a place where I’m constantly plotted against… therefore, a person can’t escape my senses if they want to plot against me,” Senior White said smugly.
“…” Song Shuhang.
The corner of the mouth of that purple-robed cultivator twitched a little. Why was he smug about the fact that he was constantly plotted against?
“Anyway, since you appeared, you saved me the time I would have spent to prepare an ambush for you in the forbidden area. Now, I can directly destroy you guys!” Senior White said happily.
“Your tone is quite big for someone that has just advanced to the Venerable Realm. In this world where Tribulation Transcenders and Profound Sage are still present, do you really think that Venerables are the strongest?” That heavy voice echoed in the sky.
Senior White pondered for a moment, and then looked at Song Shuhang. “I just advanced to the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm?”
“…” Song Shuhang sighed, and then said in all seriousness, “Venerable White didn’t just advance to the Venerable Realm. He became a Venerable a hundred years ago, but since he had nothing to do, he kept practicing and came out of secluded meditation only recently.”
Senior White turned his head toward that purple-robed cultivator, and said, “Did you hear that? I didn’t just advance to the Venerable Realm. I became a Venerable a hundred years ago. As such, I’m at least a beginner-level Venerable.”
That general fellow said, “Keke, it doesn’t make any difference to me if you advanced 100 or 200 years ago. You are just a small Venerable.”
“General, don’t waste time arguing with him! The golden disc will stay open for a limited amount of time. Let’s proceed according to the plan,” the purple-robed cultivator said.
Too much talk would lead to errors.
Each additional sentence would influence future events a little.
“Ahahaha, in that case, leave this Venerable White to me. [Mysterious Principles of s.p.a.ce], get sucked inside!” In the sky, that general laughed loudly. In the next moment, a type of energy that surpa.s.sed ‘spiritual energy’ headed toward Senior White. The illusory energy wrapped around him.
Actually, this technique called ‘Mysterious Principles of s.p.a.ce’ had nothing to do with the power of s.p.a.ce. It was just a pseudo-s.p.a.ce-type magical technique that could, to a certain extent, attack like the power of s.p.a.ce.
Senior White didn’t dodge, and allowed the [Mysterious Principles of s.p.a.ce] of the opposite party to wrap around him, making him disappear from his original place.
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After Senior White disappeared, only Song Shuhang was left at the entrance of the forbidden area.
The corner of the mouth of that purple-robed cultivator rose. Everything was proceeding according to his plan, and was entirely in his grasp.
All the living things in the world were like pieces on a chessboard. Each step was within his calculations!
The purple-robed cultivator didn’t waste time on useless talk. His motto was ‘action before words’. More work, less talking.
He wanted to get rid of Song Shuhang before his general friend was finished dealing with Venerable White.
The purple-robed cultivator waved his hand, and skin puppets drilled out from all around Song Shuhang, surrounding him.
“So it was you…” Song Shuhang guessed the ident.i.ty of this purple-robed cultivator after seeing the skin puppets.
In the past, when he was in the secret room of the Chu Family with Soft Feather, he encountered a certain ‘Mister’ that considered himself a superb schemer. It was the same Mister that had called over the sea urchin warriors and joined forces with the Illusory Sword School to obtain the secret ‘sword technique’ of the Chu Family. When that Mister invaded the Chu Family, he had several similar ‘skin puppets’ with him. These things could move around even though they only consisted in an external layer of skin and blood. They had no bones or internal organs.
Unfortunately, that Mister happened to meet Song Shuhang and the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. His plan failed, and his body, which had been transformed into a puppet, exploded as Venerable White was fiddling with it.
Although that Mister fellow was already dead, the person behind him was still alive. That person had quietly transformed Mister into a living puppet, and even on the point of death, Mister didn’t dare to believe the fact that he was a living puppet.
This purple-robed cultivator was very likely related to that Mister, or perhaps he was directly the evildoer that had secretly transformed Mister into a living puppet.
“It seems like little friend Shuhang remember us,” the purple-robed cultivator said with a smile. However, his attack didn’t stop.
The skin puppets surrounding Song Shuhang didn’t attack. After all, their offensive power wasn’t high, and they were mostly used to explore the way or arrange formations… and this group of skin puppets was precisely arranging a formation. The blood in their bodies started to gush out as soon as they appeared, spreading on the ground and instantly forming a binding formation to lock Song Shuhang in place.
At the same time, the purple-robed cultivator twisted and removed his right arm, revealing something that resembled a cannon. “Song Shuhang, be reduced to ashes. Your treasures and all the eggs of the invisible sword insects you collected will be mine!”
“Boom~” A red-colored beam shot toward Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang could feel that the red beam was strong enough to blow up a cultivator of the Fourth Stage.