bdsm-fiction Chapter 355 Playing with fire
Chapter 355 Playing with fire
Chapter 355 Playing with fire
The azure nascent soul within Chen Yi's body suddenly opened its eyes, absorbing and exhaling large amounts of spiritual energy.
A pure, azure-colored magical power, imbued with the vitality of thunder, surged forcefully into the Xuan Yin Fairy's meridians from his fingertips.
This power accounted for 30% of his total magical power.
At the same time, an obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation resounded in the Xuan Yin Fairy's sea of consciousness.
Immediately understanding, Fairy Xuanyin activated her secret technique.
The Nine Yin Demon Flame within her body instantly contracted, along with the vast, ocean-like late-stage Nascent Soul mana, and locked it deep within her dantian.
Not a single breath escaped.
At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, her cultivation level was rapidly declining.
Instead, it was Chen Yi's Azure Wood elemental Nascent Soul power fluctuations.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yi's spiritual power surged out like a tidal wave.
He carefully controlled the frequency of his soul, covering the surface of Xuan Yin Fairy's soul with it.
The unique aroma of the Thunder Spirit Marrow Liquid spread out, gradually permeating her body.
This disguise is comprehensive.
From the fluctuations in magical power to the aura of the divine soul, and even the unique charm of the lightning-attribute spiritual root, everything began to gravitate towards Chen Yi.
Chen Yi did not pursue ultimate perfection; such deliberate similarity would only arouse suspicion from an old fox like Ji Yinglong.
What he wanted was a resemblance, an illusion enough to instantly confuse the other party.
Then Chen Yi transferred a large amount of golden lightning essence into the magic box on Xuan Yin Fairy's wrist. "Ninth Princess, the first moment of the battle is crucial. You must unleash your full power to protect the fairy's core essence. I will compensate you double later."
"Don't worry, kid Chen, as long as you give me enough of this, I can hold off even a Nascent Soul cultivator's attack for a moment."
The Ninth Princess provided feedback.
Chen Yi was quite relieved. He then gave the Ninth Princess a few more instructions, telling her not to defend everything, but only to protect her source. On the surface, she should cooperate depending on the situation.
The Ninth Princess understood immediately.
last step.
Chen Yi pointed his fingers like a knife and drew a complex rune in the void.
The art of disguise.
The Xuan Yin Fairy's facial bones emitted a slight grinding sound, and her skin began to twitch.
In just a few breaths, that aloof and stunningly beautiful face transformed into Chen Yi's handsome yet resolute face.
However, this "Chen Yi" was wearing a tight-fitting purple dress, which looked extremely strange.
Without wasting any words, Chen Yi took out one of his own blue robes from his storage gong and handed it over casually.
Xuan Yin Fairy took the robe, her fingertips touching the fabric that still held her body heat, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
She made no attempt to hide anything and began changing her clothes right in front of Chen Yi.
Chen Yi coughed lightly and quickly turned around to face the stone wall.
I heard the rustling sound of clothes behind me.
In this extremely tense moment, this faint sound seemed exceptionally clear.
Chen Yi took a deep breath, suppressing a distracting thought.
He activated the secret technique that imitated Ning Bu'er.
The aura of the Nine Yin Demon Flame rose around him. Although it only had the form but not the spirit, it was enough to deceive people by his powerful divine soul.
His body began to slim down, and his muscles became slender yet powerful.
A moment later, a lifelike "Ning Bu'er" appeared in the cave.
He changed into a spare set of black tight-fitting clothes, which was Ning Bu'er's favorite style.
"alright."
The voice of the Mysterious Yin Fairy came.
But at this moment, the voice had changed to Chen Yi's slightly magnetic voice.
Chen Yi turned around, looked at the "himself" in front of him, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
He walked up to Fairy Xuanyin and his gaze fell on the inconspicuous black wooden box on her wrist.
That was her natal magical artifact—the Black Magic Box.
"When we go out later, you walk in front. Then do this and that."
Chen Yi lowered his voice and gave him instructions.
Xuan Yin Fairy, or rather, the current "Chen Yi", nodded slightly.
She touched the magic box on her wrist, a determined look in her eyes.
Chen Yi helped her cure the poison in her soul. So what if she was seriously injured helping him this time?
Consider it repayment.
Chen Yi then gave a few more details to ensure everything went smoothly.
Although this was a gamble, Chen Yi calculated that it was one of the best ways for him to break the deadlock in the near future.
Even in the worst-case scenario, Chen Yi and Fairy Xuan Yin should be able to save their lives if they join forces.
"Let's go."
Chen Yi said softly.
The two walked one after the other toward the forbidden light barrier.
Xuan Yin Fairy led the way, her steps steady, her body radiating the unique aura of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Chen Yi lowered his head, concealing all his aura, just like Ning Bu'er usually did, and followed closely behind.
The cave gate slowly opened.
The sunlight outside was somewhat dazzling, carrying a chilling, desolate feel.
Ji Yinglong stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing "Chen Yi" emerge, he frowned slightly. It was Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er again trying to get rid of him; the Xuan Yin Fairy he most wanted to see still hadn't appeared.
But now that Chen Yi has come out, his fate is already sealed – he will die.
"Chen Yi, it seems you're ready?"
Ji Yinglong stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud, his gaze sweeping over Chen Yi below. A seemingly amiable smile played on his lips, but his eyes held a scrutinizing intent.
The Mysterious Yin Fairy, now disguised as Chen Yi, had a cold expression. She raised her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over Ji Yinglong before finally settling on a desolate mountain ridge hundreds of miles away.
"good."
The Xuan Yin Fairy's voice was deep and cold, carrying an aura that kept strangers at bay.
"Fellow Daoist Ji Mingyuan has extended a warm invitation. If I were to refuse, it would seem cowardly of me. I also want to see which old friends have been invited to gather with me in such a place."
She turned to the side and waved to the petite figure behind her.
"Fuji, come with me."
Chen Yi, disguised as Ning Bu'er, lowered his breathing.
He lowered his eyes, concealing all the hidden sharpness within him.
At this moment, he exuded the unique spiritual pressure of a demonic cultivator, his body trembling slightly, perfectly portraying the image of a capable female demonic cultivator. He nodded slightly, his voice clear and crisp.
"Yes, Chen Lang."
Chen Yi followed behind Fairy Xuan Yin, and the two transformed into two streaks of light, flying towards the distant hillside.
As Chen Yi passed near Ji Yinglong, he deliberately paused for a moment. He raised his head, and a perfectly measured calmness appeared on Ning Bu'er's pretty face.
"Senior Ji, please wait here for a moment. We will return after we have finished dealing with matters at the front, and then we will naturally take you to see my master."
Upon hearing this, a fleeting glint of greed crossed Ji Yinglong's eyes. He nodded and smiled at Ning Bu'er, his tone as gentle as that of a neighborly elder.
"Very well, Fairy Ning, please make yourself at home. I will stay here and await good news."
He stood there, watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance.
Only when the two figures turned into two tiny black dots did the smile on Ji Yinglong's face gradually turn cold.
He gave a soft hum.
The two of them are likely to meet a terrible fate.
Chen Yi is doomed to die.
The bald monk from the Vajra Temple had been lying in wait for years to kill Chen Yi.
As for Ning Bu'er, it would be a pity if she also died in the aftermath. However, compared to the help that Fairy Xuan Yin gave to his cultivation, the death of a junior with decent talent is nothing.
After all, the one who will make the move later is Xuan Gang from the Vajra Temple, and behind him is that person.
Hundred miles away.
Behind the pile of boulders on the mountaintop.
Ji Mingyuan gripped Yue Qingqiu's shoulders tightly.
Yue Qingqiu's face was deathly pale, her entire body's magical power sealed by several Vajra chains, preventing even her divine sense from escaping her body. Her eyes were red-rimmed as she stared intently at the two streaks of light flying in from the sky.
She opened her mouth, as if to scream, as if to warn someone.
However, only a faint whimper could be heard from its throat.
Don't come any closer!
Don't come any closer!
That's a trap!
But Chen Yi seemed completely unaware of the murderous intent lurking there. He and "Fairy Ning" behind him increased their speed instead of decreasing, plunging straight into this land of death.
In the void.
Ji Yinglong narrowed his eyes, his divine sense spreading out like a spider web.
Within his perception range, the air began to thicken.
Just a few dozen miles north of Chen Yi and Ji Mingyuan, the aura hidden in the shadows changed.
In Xuan Gang's withered palms at the Vajra Temple, a fifth-order jade talisman, crystal clear and radiating terrifying pressure, was slowly lighting up.
That's the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even from dozens of miles away, Ji Yinglong could still feel the throbbing pain on his skin.
"Amitabha."
A loud Buddhist chant resounded through the valley like a thunderclap.
"This old monk has waited seven years, and finally this day has come. Benefactor Chen, may you be reborn!"
Before he could finish speaking...
The hillside was instantly engulfed by blinding golden light.
That was a Vajra Subduing Demon Talisman, a fifth-tier Nascent Soul level talisman.
The runes on the surface of the jade talisman burst open instantly, and half of the terrifying energy contained within was channeled out, transforming into a giant vajra pestle powerful enough to split mountains and shatter the earth.
The golden light locked onto "Chen Yi," who was flying at the very front.
At that moment, the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles was instantly drained.
Chen Yi's expression changed drastically.
He suddenly erected a protective shield of green wood magic power at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm around his body, and his figure twisted abruptly in mid-air, attempting to forcefully break through.
However, locked in by that destructive fluctuation that exceeded even a major realm, the surrounding space seemed to turn into cast iron, welding him firmly to the spot.
There is no way to avoid it.
There was no way to retreat.
Seeing this scene from afar, Ji Yinglong's lips curled into a cruel smile.
ended.
Under that golden light, Chen Yi, who was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, would not even have his soul left.
Just as the golden light was about to touch Chen Yi's back, Ji Yinglong's smile froze.
His brows furrowed into a deep frown.
In their line of sight, Chen Yi, who had been acting normally, suddenly unleashed a chilling aura.
That was the pressure of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
A jet-black, bone-chilling Nine Yin Demon Flame erupted wildly from "his" pores.
"boom!"
The cyan robe shattered under the impact of the violent magical power.
Countless pieces of cloth fluttered in the air.
Chen Yi, who originally had short hair, suddenly grew a full head of long, black hair like a waterfall.
The man's face twisted and reformed in the demonic flames, and in an instant, it transformed into the stunningly beautiful face of the Mysterious Yin Fairy.
The magical box in her hand emitted a sharp cry.
That was a near-fifth-tier treasure.
The magic box opened instantly, and the surging demonic energy transformed into a huge black shield, meeting the golden light head-on.
Ji Yinglong's heart skipped a beat.
"Not Chen Yi? It's Xuan Yin!"
He screamed in shock.
When did this crazy woman switch identities with Chen Yi?
"You little brat, Chen Yi, how dare you hide behind a woman!"
Ji Yinglong was both shocked and furious.
He could watch Chen Yi die, and even Ning Bu'er die, but Xuan Yin Fairy absolutely could not be harmed.
That was his only hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.
If the Fairy Xuan Yin were to perish here, all his plans over the past few centuries would be in vain.
"stop!"
Ji Yinglong let out a deafening roar.
He disregarded concealing himself and transformed into a dazzling, multicolored streak of light, frantically burning the primal power within his body.
His speed broke the sound barrier in an instant, leaving a white shockwave that stretched for miles in the air.
However, the attack from Kongo Temple had already landed.
That was a jade talisman personally crafted by a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even though Fairy Xuan Yin was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and even though she summoned a near-fifth-tier magic box, she still appeared pale and powerless in the face of absolute power suppression.
The golden light, like a hot knife cutting through butter, instantly shattered the dark magic shield.
"Bang!"
The protective demonic flames surrounding Fairy Xuanyin were violently shattered.
The magic box let out a mournful cry, and its light quickly dimmed.
Her body, like a kite with a broken string, coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and her breath instantly weakened.
"Master!"
Chen Yi, disguised as "Fairy Ning," exclaimed in surprise, his figure swaying as he caught Fairy Xuan Yin, who was flying backward.
A faint black demonic flame flickered in his hand, attempting to block the subsequent golden light that continued to bombard him.
But in the face of that awe-inspiring golden light, this defense was like a candle flickering in a storm.
"Xiao Ning, move aside! Let me have it!"
Ji Yinglong's eyes were bloodshot.
He had already rushed within twenty miles.
At this critical moment of life and death, he did not hesitate at all and immediately activated his most powerful secret technique.
Blood Burning Escape Technique.
A burst of blood-red light erupted!
His body suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and the next moment, he appeared directly in front of the two people twenty miles away!
Just as the golden light was about to engulf Xuan Yin Fairy and Ning Bu'er, Ji Yinglong arrived.
He suddenly waved his left hand, and a round shield shimmering with five-colored light appeared out of thin air.
"Five Elements Radiant Shield!"
A flash of light appeared on his right hand within the storage ring.
A magical artifact resembling an ancient bell roared out, radiating a spiritual pressure equivalent to a near-fifth-tier spirit.
Floating above the three people's heads, it hung down with thousands of golden threads.
"Boom!"
The deafening explosion echoed through the valley.
The residual power of the Nascent Soul Jade Talisman slammed into the five-colored round shield.
It only lasted for a single breath before the round shield shattered under that destructive force.
Ji Yinglong groaned, his face turning deathly pale instantly.
Fortunately, the magical ancient bell came into play in time.
The bell trembled violently, emitting a series of muffled hums, effectively blocking out the following golden light.
A violent shockwave swept in all directions, shearing several feet off the ground.
The smoke and dust cleared.
Ji Yinglong stood in mid-air, panting heavily.
He looked extremely disheveled.
Her once neatly styled hair was now completely disheveled, the sleeves of her magnificent Taoist robe were torn, and her exposed arms trembled slightly, her skin covered with tiny blood vessels.
Even though he was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and possessed secret techniques and defensive magical treasures, he still suffered considerable injuries after taking half the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator's attack head-on.