Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 678 - Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven

Chapter 678: Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven

"That energy mechanism just now was...."

"It must have been Lou Ji’s Dao Domain," said the withered old man with a hint of a smile in his voice, "Quite terrifying, isn’t it? This is the true strength of the leader of the Black Scale Guards...."

"....."

The middle-aged beautiful woman did not reply.

But in that instant, she suddenly understood why Taishiran had only asked the woman surnamed Luo to hold back Lou Ji.

This woman, Lou Ji, her manipulation of the Dao Domain thoroughly overturned her understanding of it.

The Dao Domain is a symbol of Mortal Transcendence, and the powerful source behind it, as long as the Dao Domain is deployed, within its range the cultivator is nearly invincible.

But at the same time, the Dao Domain has a fatal flaw: it centers around the cultivator and covers too small an area making escape an instant’s matter for those transcendental cultivators like the Primordial ones.

Yet Lou Ji was somehow able to place the Dao Domain temporarily onto others....

If the middle-aged beautiful woman were to confront Lou Ji, as long as the latter used that ghostly tactic to cast the Dao Domain onto her and maintain a certain distance, she would only be able to take hits one-sidedly.

Fights among Mortal Transcendence cultivators are almost a contest of the opponents’ uses of the Dao Domain.

Her Dao Domain would not reach Lou Ji because of the distance, but Lou Ji’s Dao Domain could directly envelop her....

How could she fight this?

For an ordinary Mortal Transcendence cultivator facing Lou Ji, it would be a one-sided crush....

Startled, the middle-aged beautiful woman suddenly raised her head to look towards the southern sky of the city.

She thought of the woman surnamed Luo, who was currently fighting with Lou Ji, and her voice took on a trace of worry:

"Is Fairy Luo...."

The withered old man lightly tapped the wooden table with his fingertips, his voice grave:

"Enough, now is not the time to worry about Fairy Luo. As a Semi-Saint powerhouse, she naturally has her own methods. Since they have already started over there, we can’t delay any longer."

Having said that,

the withered old man chuckled softly:

"Dao friend Fu, you had a rather close relationship with Jing Tingxi back in the day. By association, don’t you want to find Jing Tingxi’s daughter as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman collected herself, catching the teasing in his words, and huffed:

"You talk too much."

The withered old man laughed, slowly rising from in front of the wooden table:

"The sooner we find that woman, the sooner we can go help."

The middle-aged beautiful woman also stood up, her slender fingertips lightly trailing over the smooth surface of the desk, and asked:

"Although Huizhou County isn’t large, it is still a county city. Should we use our will-spirits to search directly with our powers?"

The withered old man pondered briefly, glancing at the two women above the dome locked in combat, and gently shook his head:

"Lou Ji and Fairy Luo should still be probing each other right now. She should still have enough energy to observe inside the city. You saw her methods just now; for now, we should keep a low profile and avoid alerting her to our energy mechanism."

The middle-aged beautiful woman’s eyes revealed a touch of contemplation, murmuring softly:

"That makes sense. In that case, shall we head to the Huizhou County office first, or to the Strange Beast division?"

The County office and Strange Beast division, one was a place Lou Ji had visited that morning, and the other the location where their Xuanying Attic was parked—either could potentially be where Jing Xuelan was being imprisoned.

Under the current necessity for concealment, the two of them could briefly check these two places first.

The withered old man heard her words and hummed thoughtfully, speaking in a low voice:

"Let’s go to the Strange Beast division first. Jing Xuelan is not weak in cultivation; to imprison her, I fear the dungeon in Huizhou County might not suffice."

"There’s no time to waste; we should set out immediately."

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The Xuanying Attic, as one of the Tian’an Commerce Assembly’s most precious flying vehicles packed with countless prohibitions, had its bottommost chamber secured by Lou Ji’s temporary prohibitions. However, to the two Mortal Transcendence cultivators, the old man and the middle-aged beautiful woman, such prohibitions were as good as nonexistent.

They entered the bottommost chamber of the Xuanying Attic as if it was devoid of any people.

The moment they entered the chamber, their gaze immediately locked onto the young woman wearing only a wrapped chest and undergarments on the stone table at the center.

The woman looked as pure as a fairy, quietly unconscious like a maiden, her hands and feet bound by iron chains.

Seeing this scene, the withered old man did not immediately step forward but turned to the middle-aged beautiful woman beside him and asked:

"Is this girl Jing Xuelan?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the girl, her eyes expressing a hint of reminiscence, and spoke with some complexity:

"She should be, she... has some resemblance to him in her brows and eyes."

Upon hearing this emotionally complex reply, the withered old man’s words took on a tinge of amusement:

"Heh, you do have quite a memory. It’s been decades since you and Jing Tingxi...."

"You could stand to say less of such mocking words," the middle-aged beautiful woman snapped back coldly, "Instead of that, we should check if that woman Lou Ji has left any traps here."

The withered old man chuckled, "Life is like that, always a person or two that one can’t forget their whole life. I can understand you."

As he spoke, his gaze became stern and scanned the entire chamber.

Soon,

his focus settled on the messy array of bottles and jars, and his turbid eyes unconsciously narrowed:

"Is that woman Lou Ji using Jing Xuelan to test medicines?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman had sharper observation skills and immediately noticed the reddish marks that seemed to be branded onto Jing Xuelan’s pale skin. Her brow furrowed slightly as she pointed out:

"Old man, the branding on Jing Xuelan’s neck... it looks like the Red Pox epidemic that has recently emerged in the Northern Frontier."