Longevity Chronicles

Subconsciously, she was about to call for help, but then seemed to think of something. A strong color of panic emerged in her eyes, and then she yelled towards Xiao Meiniang:

"Mom, run, don't save me."

"Du Du is really fine, I even gained some weight, don't come to save me, run away."

"This beautiful sister, she isn't human at all, she has cultivated..."

Clearly, Tong Dudu was silenced halfway through her words.

No one heard the critical part, nor did they care about it anymore.

Because the moment Tong Dudu was brought out, Xiao Meiniang could no longer contain herself and struck out in anger.

Boom!

Visible to the naked eye, a pillar of infant spirits' energy burst into the sky. The two sharp glows that seemed able to sever everything again swept through, while various luminescences lit up on Master Xiao's body, and magical treasures floated up one by one, mixed with numerous killing intents, wrapping around Master Xiao who then charged directly at the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva's lotus throne.

Such fighting stance was utterly without method.

It was just the posture of a thoroughly enraged mother, attempting a chaotic slaying in a mutual destruction.

Naturally, it was unlikely to be effective.

With a thunderous crash, the result of their collision was immediately apparent.

Although the lotus throne was bumped several miles away, Xiao Meiniang was completely "captured" by the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva.

On that throne, the only thing wearing the Rainbow Robe and Jade Belt, the Beautiful Corpse, was pressing down on Master Xiao's hands with one hand, her whole body leaning forward, a charming and eerie smile on her face, greedily sniffing the milky scent emanating from Master Xiao.

While sniffing, she even leaned in as if to kiss Master Xiao.

She also uttered phrases that could lead one into a mutated and fallen state of mind.

"Miss Xiao of the Xiao family is indeed as famous as she is reputed to be, truly too captivating."

"Although this Bodhisattva usually has a penchant for beautiful young men, trying a top human delicacy like Miss Xiao occasionally is also excellent..."

"Hmm?"

The Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva's blood-quickening speech was interrupted.

Suddenly, those ten or so Daoists and heterodox experts who had not made a move, all appeared around the lotus throne at the same moment.

Among them, eight took out a "Sword Talisman," their Source Qi gushing forth, merging with the talismans.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, eight extremely fearsome pillars of sword light surged skywards.

What the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva did not expect was that under her, the wide, soft bosom of Xiao Meiniang also suddenly erupted a column of sword light, flipping her over while abruptly forming a huge array, directly trapping the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva inside.

And this array was mobile, dragging the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva far away, continuously distancing her from the area protected by the "Hundred Demon Embryo Blood Refining Array."

Only then did the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva react.

For the first time, a tone of surprise appeared in her voice.

"The Lingxiao Demon-suppressing Sword Array of the Wudang Sect?"

"So you intended this, luring me away from the Blood Refining Array area to trap and kill me with the sword array?"

"But even so, are you confident you can kill me? You should know that Miss Xiao is still within the array..."

The Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva hadn't finished speaking when Xiao Meiniang's voice came through again.

This time, every single word was filled with an extremely cold killing intent.

However, it was not directed at the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva, but rather at the myriad of Evil Cultivators and demons on Iron Buddha Mountain.

"Daoist Feng, Daoist Zhou, Daoist Zhang, Xun Daoist, please do not hold back. Slay all the demons on this mountain, break the Hundred Demons Blood Refining Array, and then come back to help us refine this demon."

Just as Xiao Meiniang had spoken these words,

among the dozens of daoists, the four who did not hold sword talismans suddenly turned around and headed toward Iron Buddha Mountain.

Each of these four had an aura that chilled the heart and terrified the soul.

Leading the way was a man with a dignified appearance and thunder flashing in his eyes. He wore a blue Daoist robe and had a pair of enormous wings under his ribs. As he flew, the region around Iron Buddha Mountain began to resound with the roaring sounds of wind and thunder.

At his side was a middle-aged cultivator with red beard and hair, even his Daoist robe appearing as if made of flames. Despite the smile on his face, he looked even more terrifying to the demons, as behind him faintly emerged the phantom of a Fire God Giant that seemed to pierce the heavens and reach the earth.

The other two were an old man and a beautiful woman.

The old man wore a plain Daoist robe, his flesh aged and his eyes murky. He held a tattered iron sword and, as he flew, anyone who met his eyes felt as if their bodies were being cleaved into two. It wasn't an illusion— in that instant, several little demons were suddenly split into halves, thus meeting a terrible fate.

The beautiful woman looked mature and alluring in a pure white Daoist robe, which seemed nothing special until she raised her hand to form a Dharma Seal Daoist Mantra. In an instant, from quite a distance from Iron Buddha Mountain, the water of a great river began to surge and roll as if the Tianhe itself were pouring backwards, flooding toward Iron Buddha Mountain.

Seeing these four approaching Iron Buddha Mountain, a horde of demons was struck with terror, frozen in place.

Now they vaguely understood—had Iron Buddha Mountain fallen into a trap?

These cunning cultivators had no intention of a fair fight; they planned to slaughter all the demons first, then circle back to kill the Bodhisattva.

Sinister and shameless, yet very effective.

Only when their own Naked Saintess, giant troll baby demon, Python Demon, Yin Yang Elder, and several other major figures met them and erupted in combat did the lowly demons react.

These low-level Evil Cultivators, first instinct was to "boom" scatter and flee.

"Run, without the Bodhisattva's protection, we're going to die."

"I don't want to die, these four Daoists look too terrifying."

"Wind Thunder Cliff, Fire God Temple, Taisu Sword Sect, Tianhe Sect... and those Daoists restraining the Bodhisattva, are done for, have the Major Sects within Southern Yue allied to slaughter us?"

"Why run? Fight, we outnumber them, kill these Daoists, devour their corpses, and snatch their treasures."

...

Shrieks, screams, and the sounds of combat mixed together, throwing Iron Buddha Mountain into complete chaos.

Compared to the first time True Master Xiao led the Demon Suppression Army, this time, although the Demon Suppression Army hadn't come, nor had those Loose Cultivator disciples arrived.

But those who had come, were all high-level Great Cultivators with ruthless hearts and cruel hands.

Moreover, they had even played a "tactical" game, dazzling Tao Qian.

Watching the mountain fall into chaos, Tao Qian wondered if he should seek protection from his own master to avoid having his well-maintained Puppet Body casually destroyed by those vicious experts.

Just as he was about to make a move, suddenly a figure darted out from a corner.

The greenish hair was extremely noticeable, allowing Tao Qian to immediately recognize who it was.

This person grabbed Tao Qian and dragged him toward a secluded Zen Room nearby.

While dragging him, he leaned in and whispered mysteriously,

"Follow me, Situ Daoist, I'm taking you to a good place."

"I have a feeling that tonight there'll be plenty of treasures to find there."

"Trust me, Shan Jiu's intuition has never been wrong; I picked up all these treasures the same way."

"You're my new friend, this time each of us can pick once, it's fair and fun."