Chapter 406: Can You Spare Me?

Chapter 406: Can You Spare Me?

High above, several Sword One disciples gathered in the air.

These disciples were not very old, with the eldest among them being in her mid-thirties.

She looked down at the mountain peak below and said indifferently, "I was wondering why Cold Jin wasn't searching for Holy Spirit Qi, but it turns out there's someone advancing here."

At this moment, Cold Jin no longer had the arrogant demeanor of a slave owner from earlier. She replied respectfully, "Senior Dongfang, the commotion coming from the mountain is quite significant. It's likely a high-level River Realm cultivator."

Dongfang Ning: "Haven't you found the person yet?"

Cold Jin's face turned grim, and she spoke in a low voice, "The Ice Butterfly Squad is still searching."

Dongfang Ning happened to see an Ice Butterfly disciple flying past the mountain peak. Her gaze was as if looking down upon lowly ants, "A bunch of useless trash."

"Senior Dongfang, please don't get angry. If she's bothering you, I'll take care of her." Cold Jin reached out her hand, and a surge of energy rippled through her jade-like palm.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Sixteen flying swords shot out, piercing towards the mountain peak.

To be precise, they were aimed at the Ice Butterfly female disciple who was desperately searching on the mountain peak.

"No! Please, don't!"

The middle-aged woman was shocked and horrified. She quickly looked up.

Using the Ice Butterfly Divine Technique: Ice Sensation, the Ice Butterfly believers could establish a clever connection with the frost and snow, sensing everything within it.

The frost and snow they released could also be naturally formed within the realm.

Therefore, when Cold Jin casually threw out the flying swords, the Ice Butterfly believer below immediately sensed it.

"Please, I'm about to find it, I beg you!"

Her words abruptly stopped.

"Chh! Chh!"

The blade pierced her flesh!

The swiftly attacking longsword instantly impaled the Ice Butterfly disciple's head, heart, and limbs.

A living person was nailed to the mountain peak like this.

Even until the last second, this person had no thought of escape; she was only pleading for mercy.

Perhaps she knew in her heart that she couldn't escape Cold Jin's deadly attack.

Or perhaps, during her days as a slave, this Ice Butterfly disciple had been completely broken by Cold Jin, and she didn't dare to even think of resisting.

As the Ice Butterfly female disciple died a tragic death, the remaining two male Ice Butterfly disciples immediately intensified their search efforts.

They had no time to mourn their fallen comrade.

Their hearts were filled with fear, and they only wanted to find the person advancing in the mountain as quickly as possible!

In this world, the weak had no rights whatsoever.

Perhaps in the mortal world, they were revered as powerful beings, guardians adored and supported by the people.

But here, they were merely struggling slaves, constantly at the mercy of others.

"Cold Jin, you're quite ruthless."

High above, Dongfang Ning's lips curled up as she turned to look at the younger disciple.

Cold Jin smiled and nodded, "She's always crying and whining, and I find it annoying too."

Her enchanting face, gentle smile, and bright eyes made her seem so pleasant.

It was as if the person who had just cruelly executed the slave wasn't her.

"If we can't find them, let's just cut down this entire mountain peak." The tallest of the four Sword One disciples spoke up.

Her eyes were equally cold as she looked down at the mountain below, "Don't delay our mission to gather Holy Spirit Qi for Senior Sword One."

Another female disciple with a relatively petite figure immediately agreed, "Yes, if it were one of our sect's disciples, they would have found us by now. They should have reached our Sword Peak and settled down before advancing."

In just a few sentences, they all agreed to this decision.

Normally, Sword One disciples were known for their cold and indifferent personalities, not prone to meddling in others' affairs.

But this was Holy Spirit Mountain!

Since they had encountered someone advancing, they couldn't just ignore it.

If you turn a blind eye today, that successful River Realm cultivator might stand before you with a butcher's knife in a week, a month, or a year.

"Huff!"

Cold Jin raised her right hand.

High in the sky, an ice frost greatsword gradually took form.

Sword One Divine Technique: Frost Chill of Nine Provinces!

"Ah!"

"Found them! There's someone there!" The two Ice Butterfly disciples shouted.

At some point, a tall figure had appeared atop the snowy mountain peak.

Carrying four Tang knives on his back, he gazed up at the sky and pleaded, "Seniors, can you spare me?"

While saying this, Lu Ran's heart held no hope.

He was merely using this opportunity to observe the Sword One disciples, as the two Ice Butterfly believers were of no concern.

Lu Ran's gaze eventually fell on the beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties.

This person's aura...

She was likely a Sea Realm powerhouse!

Damn!

This time, he'd have to fight for his life! Lu Ran was quite apprehensive, his thoughts racing.

Should he teleport back to the cave and take Deng Yuxiang away with him?

But wouldn't that be the same as interrupting Deng Yuxiang's advancement? At this moment, Deng Yuxiang had already connected with the energy of this realm, and endless energy was flowing into the mountain.

If Lu Ran took her away, the continuous supply of energy from the realm would be cut off.

If he were to find another place or start anew, he wasn't sure if he could continue the advancement.

"Does he know teleportation techniques? Is he a Gun Xiu disciple?" The short woman in the air frowned.

If that was the case, the person advancing in the mountain might also be a Gun Xiu disciple! This was not good!

The aloof and proud Sword One disciples were indeed at the top of the pyramid.

But Deity Gun Xiu was also a first-rank deity!

Gun Xiu Divine Technique: Piercing Cloud Shadow made Gun Xiu disciples elusive and extremely tricky to face in battle.

"What a handsome young man," Dongfang Ning exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, he's so young," Cold Jin narrowed her eyes, her gaze flickering.

After killing for so long in the Holy Spirit Mountain, they had only encountered middle-aged and elderly people. It had been a long time since they'd seen someone their age.

No, he was clearly younger than them.

If he were in the mortal world, he might still be in university?

"Hmph," the tall woman scoffed, looking down at Lu Ran disdainfully, "Cold Jin, kill him."

Cold Jin didn't like her senior's arrogant attitude, but she endured it.

She raised her hand high, connecting with the ice frost greatsword in the sky, her eyes flashing with a hint of ruthlessness.

You're so young, yet you've come to Holy Spirit Mountain. You must be a prodigy! I can't let you live!

Cold Jin didn't believe that her strike would instantly kill her opponent.

But this sword strike would definitely interfere with the Gun Xiu believer's breakthrough on the mountain!

I can't let that person advance!

Mercy towards the enemy is cruelty towards oneself.

Perhaps, the young Gun Xiu disciple on the peak, for the sake of his companions, would unleash the Gun Xiu sect's ultimate move, the Divine Spear, to resist my Frost Chill of Nine Provinces?

Come, let's see!

"Since you all are unwilling to let us go..." Once again, Lu Ran's voice echoed from the peak.

However, before he could finish his sentence, his figure flickered!

Cold Jin's expression changed, sensing the energy fluctuations beside her, she subconsciously retreated to the side.

"Swoosh~"

A figure suddenly appeared beside the tall woman, and a radiant light flashed.

Lu Ran's feint was seen through by Dong Fang Ning, who realized his true intention was to prevent Cold Jin from executing the Frost Talisman.

His target, of course, was Cold Jin!

Silent Night Blade: "Behind you!!"

The usually quiet Silent Night Blade finally conveyed its belief.

"Swoosh~"

Lu Ran's spine chilled, and he broke out in a cold sweat!

The Water Flow Armor, under the Sea Rank flying swords, was as fragile as paper.

Just as the sword tip slightly pierced Lu Ran's Water Flow Armor, his figure suddenly flickered.

True survival against all odds!

The four Sword One disciples scattered and retreated, their faces changing upon witnessing this.

Was this the Gun Xiu Divine Art: Piercing Cloud Shadow?

No! Something's not right! Cold Jin rapidly retreated, her mind in turmoil.

His casting had no wind-up, and there was no indication of his movement in the moment before teleportation.

Although the two techniques were similar, the time difference was almost negligible.

But that tiny moment was enough for the flying sword to pierce his back! This technique was definitely not Piercing Cloud Shadow!

Was it...

Evil Dog Technique - Evil Shadow Flash?

This overly young fellow, was he a Demon disciple?

Cold Jin's thoughts raced, and she lost connection with the Frost Talisman in the sky.

Such a devastating move required intense focus from the caster.

Previously, Cold Jin had many thoughts, but at this moment, she was completely shocked and her mind was in turmoil.

"Aaaahhhh!!!"

A sudden scream startled everyone.

No one knew what had happened, they only saw the tall woman retreat in panic, shaking her head frantically!

It turned out that Lu Ran, who had miraculously survived, didn't launch another sneak attack but appeared ten meters in front of the tall woman.

1 second ago, the tall woman was still furious.

She covered her torn chest with one hand, her eyes fixed on Lu Ran, while her other hand rose, ready to strike.

It was at that moment that a deep, seductive red flashed in Lu Ran's eyes.

Evil Art: Puppet Eye!

From then on, the tall woman screamed and flew backward.

Dong Fang Ning was furious!

She sensed Lu Ran's disappearance and fiercely flicked her sleeve.

In an instant, flying swords rained down, surrounding the tall woman.

From all directions, with no escape!

To save her companion and to kill that elusive young man!

"Swoosh~ Swoosh~ Swoosh!"

Sharp longswords flew by, but Lu Ran didn't appear.

"Crack!"

Replacing him were two rows of sharp canine teeth, biting fiercely at the tall woman's waist.

"Aaaahhhh!!!" The tall woman screamed.

Her voice was shrill, her hair disheveled.

Where was the woman who had mocked and taunted them just moments ago?

Under the torment of the Puppet Eye, her Water Flow Armor was already extremely unstable.

The two rows of powerful canine teeth, amidst the flying swords, shattered the tall woman's Water Flow Armor!

After shattering the armor, the teeth slightly weakened, unable to sever her in half.

But they bit into her waist and abdomen, drawing blood.

Dong Fang Ning's face turned pale!

Her flying swords naturally outlined and pierced, but the canine teeth appeared at the companion's waist, evading all the flying swords!

The nearest short woman watched helplessly as her companion fell, not daring to pursue.

Two more rows of teeth appeared above the tall woman, following her descent.

"Crack!"

This time, she was truly severed in half.

And the young man who had vanished...

"Senior disciples!" The youth's voice echoed from the peak again.

They immediately looked down.

Lu Ran still stood in his original spot, as if he had never moved.

His expression was somber, his gaze sweeping over the three Sword One disciples above: "Those who opposed are dead.

Now, will you let us go?"

Everyone: !!!

(End of Chapter)

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