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Chapter 213 - 212 Immortal Spirit Healing

Chapter 213: Chapter 212 Immortal Spirit Healing

Clearly, Ye Xun’s warning came a bit too late.

Looking at the talisman just within reach, Gai Yue had no choice but to lift an arm, once again summoning a bone-like carapace that formed a white shield in front of him.

"Bang!"

The talisman exploded without any lethal force, sending up a blinding white light that caused all three of them to instinctively close their eyes.

"Damn it!"

Cursing, Gai Yue endured the stabbing pain in her eyes, reaching out to grab Lu Zixun who was on the ground, but ended up grasping at nothing.

"Are you looking for him?"

Wang Duli, who had arrived upon hearing the commotion, asked while holding Lu Zixun.

Hearing this familiar voice, Gai Yue involuntarily stepped back.

He had not expected Wang Duli to be the one who came; this spelled big trouble.

Gai Yue, who was considering whether to retreat, saw a green light suddenly appear before his eyes, which were filled with white light, and inwardly cursed, sensing something was wrong.

They recognized the flickering light of the healing talisman.

Wang Duli must have just treated Lu Zixun’s wounds. They were already no match for Wang Duli alone, not to mention with Lu Zixun there as well.

Making a split-second decision, Gai Yue backed away rapidly while shouting loudly, "Retreat!"

"Retreat?"

Hearing this, a smile curled the corners of Wang Duli’s mouth. Between his raised fingers flashed a talisman glowing with an emerald light.

Inscribed with dazzling patterns, it was clearly no ordinary object.

Gai Yue, who had looked up to ask Wang Duli what it was, only heard him say indifferently, "Immortal Spirit Healing, a specially invented talisman for plagues."

As soon as Wang Duli finished speaking, he threw the talisman out. The talisman homed in on the escaping Poison Liquid like it had a tracking system.

The talisman posed a tremendous threat to the Poison Liquid, who became furious and tried to counterattack, only to find itself completely unable to use any power.

Grinding its teeth and forcing down the fear inside, Poison Liquid turned and ran away in panic.

But the Poison Liquid, unable to use its powers, couldn’t possibly outrun the talisman.

In the blink of an eye, the talisman reached above Poison Liquid’s head, instantly forming a cage that trapped it securely.

"Bang!"

Smashing hard against the bars made of energy, the cage showed no sign of damage; instead, wisps of faint green smoke rose from Poison Liquid’s fist.

"No... No!"

Covering its fist with dread, Poison Liquid let out a piercing cry from its mouth.

"Erase."

A cold, merciless word was spoken by Wang Duli, and the next second the cage began to shrink rapidly. The cries of the imprisoned Poison Liquid came to an abrupt halt, dissipating into a wisp of green smoke that vanished from sight.

Seeing the effectiveness of this talisman, Long Jiuri swallowed hard, thinking to himself that this was truly frightening.

As for Gai Yue and Ye Xun, they had long disappeared without a trace—when it came to betraying teammates, the Insect Clan was rather professional indeed.

Spiritual Energy was released from Wang Duli’s hand, checking Lu Zixun’s body all around.

Placing Lu Zixun onto the ground, Wang Duli asked with a laugh, "Where were you heading that got you surrounded by these little bugs?"

At that, Lu Zixun recalled his own purpose and looked at Wang Duli excitedly, "Mr. Wang, about that Immortal Spirit Talisman, how many more do you have on you?"

"None left."

Even though he didn’t know why Lu Zixun was asking, Wang Duli answered honestly with a spread of his hands.

After all, the Immortal Spirit Healing talisman was specially designed for Poison Liquid; not only was its creation complex and energy-consuming, but it was also not something that usually came into use.

Even so, Wang Duli had not thought about making extras.

"How can it be gone already?"

A bit downcast, Lu Zixun continued, "Would it be too much effort to make another one? Seventy... If I made eighty, how long would it take?"

"..."

Silently glancing at Lu Zixun, Wang Duli raised his hand to calculate the time, "If you really want to make them, it would probably take about three months or so."

Three months?

Hanging his head in thought, Lu Zixun shook his head and decided to give up. The time was too long; he could wait, but his students could not.

"Mr. Wang, did you drive here? Could you give me a ride to the system headquarters?"

Rubbing against Wang Duli’s leg, Lu Zixun asked with a flattering tone.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go there by himself, but the memories still haunted him. Constant attacks, who could withstand that?

"Let’s go."

Smiling and shaking his head, Wang Duli picked up Lu Zixun, ready to head to the parking area when a voice rang out from behind him.

"The two of you... where are you heading?"

"Ding—Detected anticipation points from Tan Ye +16000."

"Meng!"

Hearing this voice, Lu Zixun instantly felt his hair stand on end, and his spiritual energy burst out, forming a shield that protected both him and Wang Duli.

Obviously, Wang Duli knew Tan Ye. Turning around calmly, he looked at Tan Ye, "You’ve shown up today. Are you not afraid of Long Jiuri?"

"I’ve given him a bit of trouble; he shouldn’t arrive so quickly."

With a light chuckle, Tan Ye snapped his fingers, and Lu Zixun’s spread-out spiritual shield was instantly shattered.

"Puh."

Lu Zixun, forcefully having his spiritual shield broken by Tan Ye, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and slumped weakly in Wang Duli’s arms, looking rather listless.

"I came here today with only one purpose."

Stepping forward slowly, Tan Ye pointed at Lu Zixun, "Hand him over to me, and I’ll let you off the hook so you can continue to shine and warm Lingchuan City. What do you say?"

"In your dreams."

Without a second thought, Wang Duli flatly refused.

Not to mention Lu Zixun’s identity as a Spirit Beast, just the contract signed between Lu Zixun and his beloved disciple made it impossible for Wang Duli to hand over Lu Zixun.

Furthermore, if Wang Duli were someone who compromised easily, he wouldn’t have been independently defending Pingling River five years ago.

"Tricky, aren’t you?"

Shaking his head, Tan Ye sighed lightly and in a flash appeared in front of Wang Duli, throwing a fierce punch towards Wang Duli’s head.

Fortunately, Wang Duli’s reaction was extremely quick. The instant Tan Ye’s figure disappeared,

A defensive talisman flew from his hand, enveloping the surrounding area and keeping Tan Ye out.

But in front of High Martial, Wang Duli’s talismans were like thin paper; as soon as Tan Ye made a move, the talisman fell to pieces.

"Don’t bother."

Adding another defensive talisman, Wang Duli shook his head, "With my stockpile, I can keep this up with you for a whole day and night."

"Is that so?"

Tan Ye retorted and took a step back, then slammed his hands down hard on the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Duli’s complexion changed. He tried to take to the air with Lu Zixun.

A blood-red energy covered the area, entirely preventing flight. Wang Duli let out a bitter smile; he had been too careless.

A purple Insect Blanket covered the ground, and the spiritual energy within the area visibly disappeared.

Tan Ye stood up, "Old man, without spiritual energy to support you, I’m quite curious how long you can last."