Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Go, my little darlings
The mocking tone carried an inexplicable chill.

Yu Zhao and the other two had been through many battles; they were no longer reckless rookies.

Before the voice even faded, the three of them shot up, flying several zhang away in the blink of an eye.

“Oh? You reacted quite fast, but it is still too late.”

The soft, eerie voice spread quickly along with a terrifying aura.

Yu Zhao felt extreme cold wrap around her body. Her limbs turned icy, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly slowed, dragging down her speed.

Her eyes turned cold.

[So it really is a Nascent Soul old fiend.]

She grabbed at the empty air with her right hand, her five fingers clenching. Red and blue liquid oozed out between her fingers.

A rich floral fragrance spread out.

A figure slowly appeared. His deathly pale face showed a look of intoxication.

“What a strange fragrance, this is…”

The old ghost took another deep breath, his eyes half-closed as his mind swayed.

Whoosh!

A streak of lightning tore through the air and stabbed at the old ghost.

In a flash, the old ghost’s eyes snapped open. He let out a sharp screech: “Overestimating yourself!”

He reached out with a big hand and crushed the spear light with his bare fingers.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, a sense of danger suddenly descended.

He instinctively darted forward.

He heard a ripping sound.

A large tear opened in his left sleeve.

The old ghost stared in surprise at Si Tu Xuan, who stood ahead of him with a spear.

His divine sense had not sensed a second spear strike at all.

[Where did it come from?]

Si Tu Xuan shook his spear and said boldly: “Did you think the three of us only know how to run? Meeting us is just your bad luck.”

If Si Tu Xuan were alone, he would not dare to say something so arrogant.

But Yu Zhao and Yao Wu Jistood beside him.

They were first and fourth place in the Individual Competition of the Cultivation World Grand Tournament.

With the three of them working together, why would they fear a single Nascent Soul old fiend?

Their earlier retreat had only been one of their tricks to lull him.

“Ha, hahaha!” The old ghost laughed wildly, his expression crazed: “Golden Core brat, I’ll dig out your Golden Core right now and see if it is harder than your mouth.”

He flicked his sleeve, and several bone spikes wrapped in black mist shot out with a howling, gloomy wind.

Si Tu Xuan took a step back and swung his spear in a half-circle through the air.

Spiritual light flashed and formed a huge barrier.

Right then.

Several identical bone spikes bounced out from behind him.

“How?” The old ghost’s eyes narrowed, all his earlier contempt gone.

Clang, clang, clang!

The two waves of bone spikes collided in midair.

The later ones lasted only a few breaths before turning to dust, while the remaining spikes all slammed into the barrier in front of Si Tu Xuan.

The barrier flickered, dimming and brightening, but it held firm.

“Puff!”

The old ghost looked up.

A splash of white liquid fell from the sky.

He tried to dodge, but at some point a red silk ribbon had appeared around him, blocking his path.

“Get lost!”

The old ghost’s body shook.

An invisible force spread out from him.

The red silk ribbon surged, and a huge red spider appeared.

Yao Wu Jistood on Chi Yu’s back, her red lips like fire, smiling yet not quite smiling: “Old thing, I’ll use you to test the new poisonous insects I raised.”

She opened her right hand and blew lightly.

A swarm of tiny white bugs, each about the size of a flea, rushed toward the old ghost.

The old ghost’s expression changed slightly. He opened his mouth and spat out a ball of black mist.

The white insects were instantly swallowed by the black mist.

Yao Wu Jidid not panic at all. She commanded Chi Yu to attack while using the red silk ribbon to harass him.

At that moment, Si Tu Xuan also rushed up to the old ghost with his spear raised.

His spear was like lightning, its tip like a rainbow.

In truth, dealing with the two of them was not that hard for the old ghost.

But every time a crucial moment came, some strange force would interfere with his spellcasting, letting the two of them avoid danger.

The strange feeling in the old ghost’s heart grew stronger and stronger.

[I’ve only been in closed-door cultivation for a few decades, and young cultivators are already this strong now?]

He faintly regretted letting himself be provoked by the Ancestor of the Yang Clan into causing trouble for these three.

His resolve wavered, and he slowly grew the desire to retreat.

He flung out a coin-shaped magic treasure to block Si Tu Xuan’s spear, then spat out a mouthful of black mist that turned into a long snake to coil around the red silk ribbon, and turned to leave.

“You should stay.”

The old ghost’s vision blurred, and several illusory figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Blood flowed from their seven orifices. Each had a huge hole through their dantian that went right through their bodies, exposing bloody organs.

A woman who looked about half like him tilted her head and said: “Second Brother, does my Golden Core taste good?”

His pupils shrank. He cried out: “Big Sister!”

The first Golden Core he had ever eaten raw had come from his own blood sister.

Back then, he had only just reached Foundation Establishment, while his big sister was already a somewhat famous Golden Core cultivator.

They were only five years apart in age, yet the difference in their cultivation talent was like a chasm.

Everyone only paid attention to his big sister and ignored him.

He refused to accept being a useless side character.

So after he got a heretic cultivator’s cultivation technique, his big sister became his first sacrifice.

That had happened several hundred years ago.

He thought he had almost forgotten it.

But seeing that familiar face now, he remembered everything.

When his big sister died, she had not even known what was happening. Her eyes had been full of confusion.

“Big Sister, I…” The old ghost’s expression wavered, guilt flashing across his face, but in the next moment it twisted into mockery and disdain: “Did you think I would feel guilty, that I would apologize? Hahaha, killing you was the best decision I ever made! Only after you died could I cultivate without any distractions! You deserved to die, you should have died long ago!”

He formed a hand seal with his right hand. Black mist raged, and the illusions instantly scattered like smoke.

“Big Sister! You will never beat me!”

Yu Zhao shook her head.

[Human body, demonic heart. He deserves death.]

“Si Tu Xuan, Yao Wuji, now!”

She shouted in a low voice. Soul force burst out as the Mirror of Fleeting Lives shone brightly.

Yao Wuji’s lips curled up: “Go, my little darlings.”

Si Tu Xuan tossed his spear up and struck the butt of it with his palm.

Boom!

The old ghost’s figure was drowned in the blinding spiritual light.

Yu Zhao and the other two walked over to the same spot.

Yao Wu Jiasked excitedly: “Is he dead? Is he dead?”

Si Tu Xuan frowned deeply.

He had confidence in their combined strength, but he could not be sure whether the old ghost had some special life-saving method.

Besides, even if a Nascent Soul old fiend’s body was badly damaged, his Nascent Soul could still leave the body, which was like having another life.

Until the very last moment, he could not be sure of the result.

Yu Zhao was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly.

“It is over.”

As if to confirm her words, Yao Wu Jiand Si Tu Xuan finally saw what the old ghost looked like now.

His face was twisted with fear, his clothes in tatters. His whole body was riddled with holes the size of fists.

Even stranger, his exposed skin was a deep bluish purple, and even the Nascent Soul inside his body glowed faint blue.

Si Tu Xuan felt his hair stand on end.

“Yao Wuji, the poisonous insects you raised are way too much. They can even take down a Nascent Soul cultivator.”

Yao Wu Jisnorted proudly: “Of course. So you had better not make me unhappy, or I will let the bugs bite you.”

Hearing that, Si Tu Xuan was not afraid at all: “Your poisonous insects are very toxic, but they are as fragile as thin ice. I can crush them with one finger. If Fellow Daoist Yu had not been covering for you, those poisonous insects could never have gotten close to that Nascent Soul old fellow.”

“So what? If I really fight you, Yu Zhao will definitely stand on my side.”

Si Tu Xuan choked and could not refute her at all.