Chapter 115: Turtle Fragrant Water (1/2)
“Hey, Boy, don’t squeeze my neck… And I didn’t tell you to grab my head, be gentle, we are not that close. Nevermind, don’t grab my chest…” Mao Wugui struggled in Feng Feiyun’s hand and fell down several times, causing Feng Feiyun’s foot to be slammed until it was bloody.
The turtle shell of this old man certainly weighed ten thousand jin. Feng Feiyun’s fast reaction was the only reason why his foot was not broken.
“You damn black turtle, if you move one more time, do you believe that I wouldn’t throw you down the cliff or not?” Feng Feiyun quickly ran on the rolling and high cliff towards Wang Wu Mountain. However, this troublesome Mao Wugui was being disruptive, and Feng Feiyun couldn’t hold his neck or head, and not even his turtle shell. This was very problematic for Feiyun. In the end, he could only lift the four snow white legs of the old turtle onto his shoulders.
“Don’t ah! I won’t move, I won’t move anymore!” Mao Wugui closed his eyes to rest on Feng Feiyun’s shoulders. However, his big head was a little too large and couldn’t go back into the turtle shell. It kept on popping up and down on Feng Feiyun’s back like a white ball.
The time of day was already reaching the crack of dawn as a glimmer of light was approaching from the distant mountain.
It was almost dawn!
“The battle between Old Man Sun and Sha Hangyun has ended, I wonder about the outcome. Old Man Sun had a dominating period, but his life is almost over and his spirit energy has greatly weakened. His battle prowess is much less than his peak, I’m afraid he is more likely to lose than to win. Hey, Boy, could you hurry your feet a bit more, I really want to grab this chance ah!” Mao Wugui let out a strange cry.
“Don’t be loud, I know!” How could Feng Feiyun’s mind not be anxious? One had to know that Ji Xinnu was frozen, and Ji Xiaonu’s cultivation couldn’t even fight against a Death General; naturally, she was not an opponent for the two Death Spirit Children.
Urgent, urgent ah!
Feng Feiyun used all of his strength like spirit money and rapidly traveled through the dense forest. However, he suddenly stopped his step and released his spirit awareness to all directions as he looked everywhere.
“Boy, why suddenly stop?” Mao Wugui asked.
“Shh, I feel the presence of those Ji Clan’s experts.” Feng Feiyun changed his direction and walked carefully forward to the top of a one hundred zhang tall cliff.
Through the dim light of the dawn, he saw a faint fire through the winding road on the cliff, and there were shadows surrounding the fire.
Ji Cangyue and a Death General was below the cliff, and they started a fire. Ji Xiaonu was captured by them and imprisoned in an iron cage.
“Ji Cangyue, capturing me is useless, capturing my big sister is also useless. Your plot will never be achieved.” Ji Xiaonu was not only trapped in the cage, but also wrapped in seven or eight iron chains that were filled with talismans. As long as she struggled even a little bit, the talismans would send out lights, turning the iron chains to turn into a crimson red. Ji Xiaonu continuously screamed as her body shrank tighter.
Ji Cangyue sat cross-legged next to the bonfire with her pair of beautiful eyes closed while holding the bagua compass. The top of the compass was still full of stars with bright lights.
Her eyelashes gently quivered and opened her eyes to glare at Ji Xiaonu as she coldly said: “Your big sister — at this moment — has been frozen by someone else’s Jade Cold Energy. Ji Lengfeng should be about to capture her and bring her here, now.”
“You all won’t die a good death, you all… Ah!” Ji Xiaonu wanted to curse but just a bit of struggling brought about the tighter wrapping of the iron chains, and she began to scream.
“Boy, go and rescue her!” Mao Wugui’s turtle shell lifted a little bit as he sat on Feng Feiyun’s shoulder. His extremely big head leaned on Feng Feiyun’s ear to maintain his center of gravity.
A turtle managing to sit up — this was truly strange. His two eyes as big as mung beans glared at the bottom of the tall cliff with an outraged sensation.
“I, at this moment, am not much better than you. You were struck by an ancient witchcraft spell, I was hit by a pill’s side effect. At the moment, my fighting strength isn’t as high as thirty percent of my normal condition. Killing a Death General is already too much, let alone dealing with a Death Spirit Child?” Feng Feiyun, seeing Ji Xiaonu trapped in the iron cage, was very anxious. If his power was not reduced, then he would have rushed out to save her.
“What dan did you take that has such strong side effects like this?” Mao Wugui’s turtle eyes seemed to be a bit curious as he asked: “A third ranked dan, right?”
“Fourth ranked Ancient Xu Dan!” Feng Feiyun replied.