1595: C1595 It Was Terrifyingly Cold

C1595 It Was Terrifyingly Cold

Wang Xiaojian, Tan Ningbing and the rest were teleported all the way north.

After going through many cities and spending a few days, they finally arrived at Peony City at the foot of Hundred-flower Sect Mountain.

They flew north again.

After opening the Hundred-flower Sect Sect-protecting Array, they entered the Hundred-flower Mountain Range.

Wang Xiaojian and the girls did not stay.

After discussing with Loong Youran and Tan Ningbing, he decisively escorted the pale-faced Liu Jing and Gou Shimei back to the Shura Mountain.

After reporting the reason for their arrival, Wang Xiaojian brought the girls and waited in the side hall.

Moments later, a figure brimming with a dangerous aura appeared in the hall of the side hall, bringing along two Shura Mountain Elders with equally terrifying auras.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Leng!"

Tan Ningbing took the lead, and everyone bowed and cupped their fists at the incoming person.

Wang Xiaojian also cupped his fists, and while doing so, he secretly sized up the woman called Junior Master Leng.

This woman was dressed in a wide black robe and wore a faceless mask on her face.

It was impossible to see her appearance and figure clearly.

However, judging from her wrinkled hands, she was an old man.

Although she was an old man, the aura she emanated was extremely frightening.

This aura was filled with a fiendish blood energy, just like an Asura from hell.

Leng Wuyan's cold eyes swept across the ladies.

She did not open her mouth to speak, which made all the girls feel as if their backs were covered with goosebumps.

Tan Ningbing's expression was calm.

However, Liu Jing and Gou Mei were so scared that they almost fainted.

Although Si Xiangtong, Bing Qingshu, and Feng Fanyu felt no guilt in their hearts, under Leng Wuyan's attentive gaze, their backs started sweating.

Even the Heaven's Pride Loong Youran felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart when she saw Leng Wuyan.

Leng Wuyan swept his gaze across the crowd.

There was a slight pause on the pale-faced Gou Mei and Liu Jing.

Then, her gaze swept across Tan Ningbing's body and landed on him.

"You are the personal disciple that the First Elder just accepted, right?"

Leng Wuyan's aura was terrifying.

However, Wang Xiaojian's expression was calm, he raised his head and said: "Yes. Junior Master Leng, it is Junior Disciple Luna. "

Leng Wuyan wore a mask, and no one could tell how sad she was.

But her eyes were terrible.

She looked at Wang Xiaojian, and from beneath the mask, an eerie voice came out, "Not bad. Hundred-flower Sect s that can remain calm in front of this old one can be counted on one hand. You do have the qualifications to be this old one's junior nephew. "

Leng Wuyan's tone was eerie and arrogant.

Her gaze swept towards the currently kneeling on the ground, trembling at the sight of Liu Jing and seducing Mei.

Her tone became even more sinister. "It's these two people who colluded with the outer sect in an attempt to harm you, right?"

In front of Leng Wuyan, Si Xiangtong was so nervous that she couldn't say a single word.

But Wang Xiaojian's expression did not change, and nodded: "Yes, Martial Uncle Leng. This Liu Jing is at the behest of the hall master Shi Jingjian, and she wants to kill me. Fortunately, I discovered them in advance and was able to escape calamity. I hope Martial Uncle Leng can uphold justice for me. "

"Mn, Luna, don't worry. This old one will uphold justice for you. "

Leng Wuyan nodded.

Following that, she raised her head, looked in the direction of the Chrysanthemum Mountain outside the side palace hall and laughed sinisterly.

"Shi Jingjian, if you are willing to serve as your hall master, then I will turn a blind eye to all these troublesome matters. "But, unfortunately, you touched someone you shouldn't have."

"It has been a long time since my Shura Mountain's flower has received any nutrients from the High Star Martial Master Stage Expert … "Heh heh heh."

She laughed, but it was a ghostly, creepy laugh.

Liu Jing and Gou Wanmei were so frightened that they went limp on the ground as foul urine started to flow from their bodies.

Si Xiangtong and Hao Lingchun were also sweating profusely.

After Leng Wuyan said her goodbyes, Wang Xiaojian, Tan Ningbing and the girls left the Shura Mountain.

As they flew in the sky, Si Xiangtong still had lingering fear in her heart.

Bing Qingshu and Feng Fanyu flew extremely fast.

Even though the ones the Cold-faced Asura wanted to deal with were Hall Master Shi Jingjian, Liu Jing and Qu Ling Mei.

However, the aura of Shura Mountain was too terrifying.

They didn't want to stay a moment longer.

It was too scary.

As direct disciples of the Hundred-flower Sect, they had heard what kind of "nutrition" Leng Wuyan spoke of before.

There was a type of flower in Shura Mountain, a Devil's Snare Flower.

Rumor has it that it's the Flower of Hell. It requires the life energy of a human martial artist in order to make this Flower of Hell bloom with such beauty.

The master of the Shura Mountain, Leng Wuyan.

Their greatest interest was to use humans as nutrients and fertilizer to cultivate those flowers.

All those sinners who entered the Shura Mountain would be planted in the body by Leng Wuyan, with the seeds of the Devil's Snare Flower.

The Devil's Snare seeds would suck in all the nutrients from the sinners and then cut open their heads before blooming.

Only then would the sinners die.

As for the dead, their corpses would become a flower pot and fertilizer for the Devil's Snare.

When the Devil's Snare flowers bloomed at the height of one's Shura Mountain, it was also the most terrifying time of one's Shura Mountain.1

Wang Xiaojian possessed the memories of a Hundred-flower Sect Elder, so he understood the cold faced Shura's ways of doing things very well.

He knew that she was actually a very cruel, even perverted person.

However, Wang Xiaojian's strong will and tenacious heart of martial arts were not affected by any of these.

And Wang Xiaojian would not treat the cold-faced Asura as his own martial uncle.

The reason why Wang Xiaojian was so polite to Leng Wuyan was only to borrow her power to eliminate Shi Jingjian.

He did not want to abolish the power of dust, and Shi Jingjian was done for.

Wang Xiaojian was in a good mood as he looked at Tan Ningbing and asked: "Senior Sister, are we going to the Mission Pavilion now?"

"Yes."

Tan Ningbing nodded and said to Wang Xiaojian: "Although the time limit for the exorcism mission has not arrived, since we have returned to Hundred-flower Sect, it must be. Let's go and hand in the mission first. "

The girls nodded.

Si Xiangtong laughed, "This time, we will reap a lot from our trip to the Demon Area. I wonder how many we will be able to get."

Bing Qingshu and Feng Fanyu nodded in anticipation.

This time, they had returned early.

After exterminating the Jaguar Demon Clan, they went to the Gold Ancient City and harvested a large number of clan level Monster cores.

And a clan level Monster, was worth a hundred Contribution Point. Even if it was a Devil Crystal with devilish Emperor Level, it would still be worth ten.

If everything went well, these gains would allow them to rank at a very high level.

Mission Pavilion, in the Begonia Mountain.

Everyone activated their Genuine Qi Wing, and a moment later, they descended from the Begonia Mountain.

It was now the afternoon.

It was when Begonia Mountain was at its most lively.

Within the Hundred-flower Sect, many disciples were entering and exiting the mission pavilion.

They saw the appearance of Wang Xiaojian, Tan Ningbing, Loong Youran and the others.

They all cast their gazes at him.

These gazes were filled with respect.

In the heart of every single Hundred-flower Sect disciple, the position of a direct disciple was extraordinary.

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