Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 688 - 430: Xu Yuan Survived_2

Chapter 688: Chapter 430: Xu Yuan Survived_2

Before she could finish speaking, Luo Bingli’s voice, cold to the point of extremity, suddenly arose beside Taishiran’s ear, "Be mindful of the ground beneath your feet."

"....."

Upon hearing this, Taishiran’s pupils shrank abruptly as he looked down and saw, without any warning, an immense and resplendent Other Shore Flower that had appeared beneath his feet, its slender blood-red petals already in full bloom.

The sudden appearance of spellcraft almost made Taishiran lose his composure.

Even under the cover of his own Dao Domain, he hadn’t noticed when the Other Shore Flower had emerged.

He glanced sideways.

To his surprise, he found that Zhou Pangzi, the middle-aged beauty, and even the crazed withered old man were all in the same predicament as him.

Four Other Shore Flowers, emanating a bewitching light, bloomed simultaneously under their feet.

Even though they had unfolded their Dao Domains for Mortal Transcendence, they were completely unaware of it!

Lou Ji’s Dao Domain could actually affect their senses while within their own Dao Domains...

However, now that they had discovered it, the spellcraft taking the shape of the Other Shore Flowers could no longer harm them.

There is no perfect spellcraft in this world; powerful concealment dictates that its might won’t be too great, not to mention Lou Ji was casting it against all four of them simultaneously.

As soon as Luo Bingli finished speaking, the blossoming Other Shore Flowers were instantly shattered by the four, each using their Dao Domain techniques.

Even the completely maddened withered old man destroyed it into countless particles of dust with Xu Yuan’s Willow Ghost Blade and dispersed it into the sky.

After mere moments of tentative exchange in battle, Taishiran’s gaze fixed on Lou Ji, harboring a trace of profound wariness.

The Black Scale Leader’s reputation was well-deserved.

If it hadn’t been for Luo Bingli’s verbal warning, just that one strike could have inflicted varying degrees of injury on all four of them in an instant. In that case, this woman might truly have been able to take on all five of them on her own.

As thoughts raced through his mind, Taishiran cast a glance at the ancient city already ablaze around him and made a quick decision, transmitting a message to the other four:

"Distract Lou Ji for a moment for me, and I’ll reduce Xu Changtian’s body to bone dust and ash, then Xu Yin He..."

Before he could finish speaking, the withered old man, who was entangled in battle with the middle-aged beauty, suddenly burst into maniacal laughter:

"Destroy Xu Changtian’s body? Leave it to me! I’ll roast that youngster’s corpse and deliver it to Xu Yin He... hehehahaha, his expression must be priceless, right?"

Hearing the old man’s words, Taishiran’s eyes under his iron mask were deeply somber and desolate.

He was aware of some hidden information behind that strange plague; he knew what state the withered old man was in and naturally understood how to provoke him further.

Since the other party was already a discarded piece, it was time to squeeze out his value to the greatest extent!

In the instant after his words fell, the Origin Qi resonating in the void almost tore the space apart!

"......"

As the battle erupted among those five, Luo Bingli had already lost interest in taking further action and just stood quietly in her original spot holding Jing Xuelan’s body, her gaze under the iron mask complex and weary.

The calamity began with Xu Changtian’s death, but her daughter also perished, dying in the midst of this grand assassination mission.

She was very clear about Jing Xuelan’s inextricable tie with Taishiran.

It could even be said that it was because Taishiran prevented the use of Jing Xuelan’s life to threaten her, which led to her daughter’s death.

But despite that, Luo Bingli could understand Taishiran’s predicament.

The matter concerned a great calamity affecting the world. If she had been constrained by threats to Jing Xuelan’s life, then the operation to eradicate the source of the world’s calamity would probably have ended in failure.

However, this understanding did nothing to hinder her urge to slaughter Taishiran where he stood.

Yet both her position and her reason told her not to hold Taishiran accountable for this tally.

After all, the instigators of all these events were the prince below and the woman who did not hesitate to act on his command.

With complex thoughts flickering through her heart, Luo Bingli’s indifferent gaze quietly fell on a courtyard at the edge of the ancient city.

There, a languidly composed man sat before a stone table.

As if entirely unaffected by the earth-shattering din in the sky above, he continued to pour and drink all by himself, oblivious to the surrounding chaos.

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Within the silent courtyard,

Li Junqing was contemplating how he might flee.

But after much deliberation, he concluded that he seemed to have only one path left—death.

The death of Jing Xuelan was almost certain to be laid at his door by the woman in black.

And as if to confirm his suspicion,

that very woman in black was now looking down at him from mid-air, her gaze from underneath that odd iron mask filled with endless coldness.

To be honest,

Li Junqing did not believe Qian Xi could protect him from this woman in black, nor did he think that she would refraining from action due to his Royal Family lineage at this juncture.

Therefore, unless the Black Scale Leader suddenly came to protect him with her life, he was left with only one path—death.

As for whether Lou Ji would do such a thing?

Li Junqing thought she would not.

Xu Changtian was probably already cold, so why would they care about preserving an outsider like him?

As thoughts passed by,

Li Junqing sighed softly, yet there was not much panic in his indolent eyes.

Though he feared death to a great extent,

as a member of the Royal Family,

Li Junqing had to preserve the dignity that belonged to the Dayan Imperial Family.

To maintain elegance in the face of death.

As to how to remain dignified...

Exhaling a quiet breath, Li Junqing sat back down at the stone table in the courtyard, took out a bottle of imperial court’s finest brew and two porcelain cups, and filled them both.