Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 147 - 96: Firecracker, Boundary-breaking Needle, Shock of the Blood Spirit Venerable! (Three more) _2

Chapter 147: Chapter 96: Firecracker, Boundary-breaking Needle, Shock of the Blood Spirit Venerable! (Three more) _2

But Zhao Xing’s Thunder Palm forcibly interrupted her spell.

Am I from the Xuantian Sect, or is he from the Xuantian Sect?

How does he know so much?

Wu Mei couldn’t understand, but she was greatly shocked.

"Stop it, please stop it..." Wu Mei’s voice carried a sob.

"I shouldn’t die here, I should capture you and take you back... Please stop it."

"Come with me, in the Xuantian Sect you will definitely be valued. I never meant to kill you; I just want to take you with me... Please stop it."

Wu Mei pleaded bitterly.

The Blood Evil on her body was as thin as a cicada’s wing, and the Blood Spirit possession had been completely interrupted.

She had been lurking for over ten years, just for this mission.

She never expected it to turn into nothing, leaving the task uncompleted and herself in jeopardy.

She was unwilling, truly unwilling.

Unlike other Xuantian Sect members, some of whom were at their wit’s end and ready to die, and some were brainwashed and lost their self-awareness.

But Wu Mei, her consciousness was completely autonomous.

She still harbored a strong desire to survive.

"Come with me, come with me..." Wu Mei raised her hand, and a needle emerged from her flesh.

Aiming at Zhao Xing’s Tianling acupoint.

The Boundary-breaking Needle, this was her last-ditch effort.

"So insidious. I knew you had one," Zhao Xing muttered.

The Boundary-breaking Needle passed through his body, pinning onto the door panel behind him.

Buzz~

The illusion disappeared, leaving only a shimmering pearl on the ground.

The projection of the Fourth Rank East Lake Pearl.

"You tricked me, you’re so insidious..." Wu Mei saw this scene, her hand fell, and she couldn’t finish her words. With a strong sense of unwillingness, she collapsed to the ground.

If she hit Zhao Xing, with the Boundary-breaking Needle, she could have immediately controlled Zhao Xing and turned the tide. Zhao Xing would have taken her away.

With her last effort falling short, she knew there was no hope left.

She had survived for over ten years on hope.

With hope shattered, Wu Mei completely lost her will to fight, her soul torn apart by the Yin Wind.

"I indeed tricked you. At your level, you must have a Boundary-breaking Needle. The only difference is the style. By asking if you had one, I wanted to prevent you from retreating when you sensed something was wrong, making you feel you had a chance to control my body with the Blood Spirit Needle and get out of the courtyard yourself, giving you a false sense of hope." Zhao Xing thought silently to himself.

He looked at the dark red nail pinned to the door panel.

The material of the nail was extremely special, neither gold nor metal, and it also had a layer of flesh-like material wrapped around it.

The Blood Spirit Needle was a type of Boundary-breaking Needle and one of the Xuantian Sect’s classic magic treasures.

Its effect was not on the soul but on the flesh.

"This nail," Zhao Xing didn’t dare to touch it, just stared from afar, "can bypass a person’s Life Soul and directly control the physical body."

"Once hit, it’s equivalent to losing control of the body. Although the consciousness remains clear, the body is controlled by the Xuantian Sect."

The Xuantian Sect’s success in kidnapping people was largely due to the Blood Spirit Needle.

Although the divine temples across Great Zhou mostly scanned within the cities, during monthly rituals or emergencies, they expanded the search range.

Using soul-controlling magic techniques to take people away could easily be detected by the Yin God.

But the Blood Spirit Needle controlled the physical body, leaving the three souls normal, thus avoiding detection.

"Once hit by the Blood Spirit Needle, the next step can alter the muscles and bones to achieve a different appearance."

"Standing right in front of you, you wouldn’t recognize it."

This could be called an enhanced version of an item, a treasure only crafted in ancient sect eras.

Outer sects relied on ancient era legacies to harass the Great Zhou beast.

"Meow~" The Mountain Cat also eyed the needle.

"You can’t eat it, do you want to turn into a dead cat?" Zhao Xing gave the Mountain Cat a glare.

The Mountain Cat immediately shrank back, retreating half a step.

Alright, won’t eat it then, not that hungry anyway.

.....

Outside the ruins of the factory, on a high hill.

At this moment, Chen Shijie, Tang Wanchun, Xue Wenzhong, Pang Yuan, Gao Linong, and other officials from the Minister of Agriculture Supervision were surrounded.

"Mr. Chen." Pang Yuan and Tang Wanchun, who had gradually broken free from the Yin Ghost dream and woke up, saw this scene and looked at Chen Shijie, "Weren’t the demon’s invasion supposed to end the assessment, why are we still here? What’s going on?"

"Oh, it’s fine, they’re not fake, they’re real." Chen Shijie smiled, "Gentlemen, it’s time to earn some political achievements; these are genuine Xuantian demon path members."

"???" The Assistant Officers of the Agricultural Supervision were stunned upon hearing this.

Do we look like we can fight?

You’re the Military Minister of Agriculture Officer; we are not!

"I knew there’d be no good following that bastard Chen Shijie." Gao Linong’s scalp tingled at the sight, "A few years ago, he tortured us enough here, and now he’s attracted so many Xuantian Sect demons."

"Mr. Chen, you must have colluded with the County Venerable." Tang Wanchun’s voice trembled a bit, "Is there an army ambush outside?"

"No." Chen Shijie stared at the encroaching encirclement.

"...Chen Shijie, you bastard!" Gao Linong couldn’t hold back his curses anymore and instantly cursed Chen Shijie’s ancestors up and down. He felt this time he was doomed and didn’t care about offending superiors anymore.

Pang Yuan and Tang Wanchun also harbored resentment but still half-believed, half-doubted, thinking Chen Shijie wouldn’t easily put himself at risk.

Xue Wenzhong, however, remained calm, having come to terms with everything.

In his palm appeared a Thunder Cloud, and with a gentle flick, the Thunder Cloud circled around him.

One, two, five, ten...

In total, thirty-two Thunder Clouds, not only protecting himself but also circling around his colleagues.