Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 682 - 428 Deadlock_2

Chapter 682: Chapter 428 Deadlock_2

Though it seemed slow, action was swift,

without any hesitation, Qian Xi stretched out her delicate, jade-like hand to grab the nape of Xu Yuan’s neck and violently leapt backward.

"Boom!!"

Almost the next instant, the old man’s thin and withered figure smashed down like an arrow straight onto the deck of the attic where Xu Yuan had just been standing, piercing through the huge body of the mysterious eagle below with his flesh, and ultimately crashed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Scream!!!"

As a top-class military Demonic Beast, the mysterious eagle was almost impossible to be shocked and lose control, but under the drilling pain, it still couldn’t help but let out a painful screech.

However, the cry lasted for barely a moment before it abruptly ended.

Endless flames emerged from the gory, piercing wound, instantly engulfing its nearly hundred-zhang wingspan figure, turning it into a gigantic burning bird... ashes...

In the blink of an eye, retreating nearly a hundred zhang,

Qian Xi, carrying Xu Yuan and the unconscious Jing Xuelan, landed atop the remnants of a broken wall, her gaze fixedly staring at the old man who walked out of the sea of fire, bloodstained and resembling a flame demon.

The withered old man did not immediately launch another attack, but instead watched the three of them with the gaze of a cat playing with a mouse.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan’s eyes unconsciously narrowed.

The ’happy human pandemic’ clearly made the old man recklessly fearless of death, but it also stripped him of rational judgment.

He, had begun to pursue pleasure.

This was the only good news among a myriad of bad ones.

Because of the memory fragments in the Illusionary Realm, Xu Yuan was very aware that for powerhouses at the level of Primordial and Mortal Transcendence, a slight mistake during a battle with someone of an equal tier could mean complete and utter ruin.

With this thought in mind, Xu Yuan glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman who had not yet joined the battle.

He did not understand why she was standing still, but this was an opportunity.

The top powerhouses of this world may not be as fragile as glass cannons, but the power of Spellcraft far exceeded the limits of what the flesh could endure.

Although he did not know the extent of Qian Xi’s strength, if they could take advantage of the old man’s loss of rationality to take him down in a second...

As the thought crossed his mind, Xu Yuan was about to send a message when Luo Xiran’s voice preemptively rang in his heart, very serious:

"Kid, the next time that old man gets close to you, stand still."

"...."

The leader of Jiatiange was decisive and ruthless, putting Xu Yuan straight into a genuine predicament.

Lou Ji was tied up outside Huizhou County by Luo Bingli, and with only Qian Xi, borrowed from Li Junqing, Xu Yuan couldn’t get the sense of security he needed.

In the current situation, he could only play it by ear on the knife-edge of death.

Keep in mind, within the city, there were not only these two Mortal Transcendence beings eager for the life of his Soul Condensation, but also two more Mortal Transcendence beings lurking in the shadows.

The strategy he had just come up with in his mind was merely a move to exchange lives within a predicament.

Even if Qian Xi could instantly kill the fire-playing old man and hold off the voluptuous woman with the information he provided, the other two Mortal Transcendences hidden in the dark could easily take his life at any moment.

The snakes hidden in the shadows were the deadliest.

However, the sudden voice of Luo Xiran did raise a glimmer of hope in Xu Yuan’s heart:

"What do you mean?"

Luo Xiran’s voice was serious and weighty:

"As long as you can touch that old man’s body, I have a way to make that strange pandemic spread rapidly within him for a short time, even completely devouring his reason."

"...."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan’s hope vanished in an instant, and he let out a wry smile of resignation.

Lou Ji had once said that it took half a month to completely transform Jing Xuelan, a Great Grandmaster, with the happy human disease.

The time it would take for the withered old man who was at the Mortal Transcendence level to be completely infected would undoubtedly be even longer, and Luo Xiran having a way to accelerate the infection was nothing short of timely help.

After all, this was almost equivalent to turning the withered old man, who was presently dead set on killing him, into a "neutral monster."

But the problem was,

this bit of timely help was completely insufficient to save him from the blizzard he was in.

Despite his resignation, the desire to survive still prompted Xu Yuan to make a quick decision:

"How do we do it?"

"Relax."

Luo Xiran’s graceful voice replied crisply, "Leave your body to me."

As the words fell, without waiting for Xu Yuan to respond, numerous strands of mycelium quietly surged out from the Blood Divine Stone Jade Pendant.

Some of them directly covered Xu Yuan’s body, forming a suit of Black Death Bacterial Armor, while the rest flooded into Xu Yuan’s body.

As someone who had once transcended Mortality and even reached the pinnacle of Semi-Saint, Xu Yuan was no stranger to the sensation of mycelium entering his body.

These mycelium, like numerous tight straps, bound each and every one of his cells together firmly.

Under the augmentation of these fungal mats, Xu Yuan could clearly feel the strength of his flesh rapidly intensifying at an unhealthy speed.

Feeling these changes, in the depths of despair, a sense of humor inexplicably welled up in Xu Yuan’s heart.

Truly worthy of being siblings.

Old Man Luo could refine Origin Qi with the power of the will-spirit, allowing him to temporarily possess strength comparable to a Great Grandmaster.

And this Sister Luo directly strengthened his flesh with the fungal mats as a medium.

It’s just unknown, compared to Old Man Luo, to what extent this Sister Luo’s enhancement could reach...

At that thought, Xu Yuan’s train of thought came to a sudden halt.

There it was again, his old habit of thinking about these irrelevant things when nervous.

Focusing his thoughts, Xu Yuan glanced at Qian Xi, who was on guard beside him, and transmitted his command:

"Qian Xi, keep an eye on that woman in mid-air, I’ll handle that fire-wielding elder."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xi, who originally had a grave look in her eyes, couldn’t help but flash a hint of astonishment.

Soul Condensation battles Mortal Transcendence?

What does that mean?

Has the Third Young Master gone mad?

"Third Young Master..."

Xu Yuan’s gaze locked onto the elder who was walking out of the sea of flames, his voice very light:

"I remember Yunqing saying that you should follow my orders in everything."

"......"

After a moment of silence, Qian Xi murmured a response and then fell quiet again.

She had no fondness for this Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, and since he insisted on doing so, she would let him be.

If he died, she would immediately rush back to His Highness’s side to protect him in full.

His Highness was still waiting for her...

....

....

....

Looking down from the sky, a third of the large Huizhou County had already been devoured by the sea of flames, and this ravaging fire was quickly spreading towards the remaining areas.

And the instigator of all this was slowly but surely approaching Xu Yuan.

The wizened elder’s face was covered in wrinkles, his disheveled white hair, as well as his robe soaked with the fresh blood of a Xuan Eagle, seemed to excite him even more with the scent of blood wafting around.

The elder’s pace was not fast, but within a few breaths, he had rapidly closed the distance to Xu Yuan.

A hundred paces,

Sixty paces,

Ten paces.

Standing atop the ruins of broken walls, Xu Yuan drew the Willow Ghost Blade, quietly staring at the elder’s face that was as withered as tree bark, twisted in excitement, without uttering a word.

Seeing Xu Yuan’s calm demeanor, displeasure surfaced on the elder’s twisted expression.

He was dissatisfied with Xu Yuan’s reaction.

He thought the young man should be fearful now, should be kneeling and begging for mercy, should bring out his father who could dominate the world to pressure him, and then, while being mocked mercilessly, be killed in torture.

But soon, the twisted sneer returned to the wizened elder’s face.

He wanted to tear off that handsome face of his, and then see if his expression could remain so calm.

Then,

His figure suddenly disappeared from Xu Yuan’s field of vision.

The speed of Mortal Transcendence was not something Xu Yuan could keep up with, but just because he couldn’t keep up, didn’t mean Luo Xiran couldn’t.

"Bang!!"

A muffled explosion sounded.

Luo Xiran had placed the Willow Ghost Blade before him, colliding with the wizened elder’s fist that was wreathed in flames.

The sheer force of the Mortal Transcendence realm was enough to send the Willow Ghost Blade flying out of Xu Yuan’s hand, spiraling as it embedded itself into the ruins tens of paces away.

With just one strike, even though there were countless fungal mats protecting his body, Xu Yuan still felt some of his internal organs shatter.

However, because those fungal mats bound the broken organs together, his body didn’t enter a negative state due to the injury.

But the block Luo Xiran had made with the Willow Ghost Blade did not stop the wizened elder’s punch; it merely deflected it slightly off its course...

Without diminishing its force, it went straight through Xu Yuan’s right chest.