Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 871 - 749: Mayfly Parasitism_3

Chapter 871: Chapter 749: Mayfly Parasitism_3

Chi Songzi’s eyes bulged upon seeing this scene, "Friend Wang, you’ve kept a deep secret. No wonder you had to leave for your heavenly tribulation... Is this to conceal the sixth-order Profound Turtle’s tribulation?"

Fang Xi revealed an embarrassed yet polite smile, the look on his face saying ’I’m glad you understand, Sir.’

"Tsk tsk... a sixth-order Profound Turtle indeed, with such a legacy to bolster the family, it could thrive for tens of thousands of years!"

Gazing at the Little Mysterious Turtle that was occasionally restraining the Nine-headed Green Lion with the help of the Array and performing quite well, Chi Songzi showed a hint of envy.

He understood the choice made by the Wang Family Ancestor.

If he were still at the early stage of Returning to Emptiness with such a Spiritual Pet, it would probably attract covetous eyes.

But recently, at the middle stage of Returning to Emptiness, with this mastery of talisman Array, even a late-stage cultivator could be contended with.

There were not many things to worry about anymore.

"Damn it... As a Monster beast, yet aiding the Human race, you deserve to die!"

Amidst the Array, the Nine-headed Green Lion roared in anger.

As soon as it attempted to break the seals, the Little Mysterious Turtle would leap out to restrain it.

The two human Returning to Emptiness cultivators kept activating their magical treasures and spells for the attack, preventing it from focusing on breaking the Array, and it was unexpectedly restrained right there.

After a period of time.

Crashing sounds!

Following the burning out of the last talisman, the original sixth-order Array collapsed with a rumble.

This was the limitation of talisman Array magic; it had a certain time limit!

"You... will all die!"

The Nine-headed Green Lion, pushed to the brink of fury, glared hatefully at the Little Mysterious Turtle.

"Evil beast!"

At that moment, several middle stage cultivators appeared around them, clearly reinforcements that had hurried over.

Among them, Master Dongqiuzi with his bamboo case on his back, his expression stern, "Nine-headed Green Lion... the most wanted of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect... Killing this demon could fetch quite a lot of good stuff from the Sect, and perhaps this old man could craft another Quasi-seventh-order puppet! Cover for me!"

At Dongqiuzi’s command, he slapped his bamboo box.

Two streaks of grey-white light flew out, transforming into two immense Dragon and Phoenix Puppets that blotted out the sky.

Most of their skeleton was exposed, presenting a hideous, grey-white color. They emitted an aura as strong as that of a seventh-order monster beast.

"Go!"

Dongqiuzi pointed at the Nine-headed Green Lion; the Bone Dragon roared and pounced with a screech.

"Damn you!"

The Nine-headed Green Lion opened several huge maws, discharging thunder and flames onto the Bone Dragon, unable to leave a single mark on it.

Rather, the Bone Dragon let out a roar and its dragon claw struck down.

Three grey-white streaks of light flashed through the air.

The Green Lion screamed as three bloody marks emerged on its left shoulder!

Cheeping sounds!

The Bone Phoenix spread its wings and soared, circling around, as flecks of silver radiance perpetually fell from its riddled feathers.

This action wasn’t just covering the formation but was sealing off the Void, cutting off any chance for the Nine-headed Green Lion to escape.

Suddenly, the Bone Phoenix cried out, and from its beak, a silver needle flashed into existence, gone in a blink.

"Ao!"

The Nine-headed Green Lion cried miserably, its body now riddled with thumb-sized bloody holes.

"Excellent!"

"Master Dongqiuzi is mighty!"

"With the Master’s puppet skill, even against an Integration cultivator, he could likely put up a fight!" exclaimed Chi Songzi with his face flushed with excitement.

Fairy Chen and Fairy Shi, however, were looking fixatedly at Fang Xi’s sixth-order Profound Turtle with interest flashing in their beautiful eyes, along with a touch of grievance.

"Ahem... Fairy Chen, Fairy Shi, my Spiritual Pet has just advanced, and I haven’t informed you – please forgive my oversight," said Fang Xi, grinning as he leaned on the huge Spirit Turtle, flirting with the two fairies, which made Chi Songzi extremely envious and secretly bitter.

’Now, I’m really in trouble...’ Fang Xi thought, his heart filled with worry.

Because within his body’s sensation, the shard of the Treasures of All Heavens was drawing even closer...

...

Moments later.

Accompanied by the Sound of Dragon and Phoenix, three of the Nine-headed Green Lion’s heads shrieked miserably as they were brutally crushed!

"Wicked beast, die!"

Dongqiuzi controlled his puppets without noticing anything amiss.

Suddenly, an eruption of Sky Demon Qi rapidly approached.

Whoosh, whoosh!

An array of jet-black Flying Swords rained down like misty rain, their sword intent hazy, carrying the appearance of ink and water landscapes.

"Someone’s coming to rescue! Must be remnants of the Sky Demon Association!"

Fairy Chen slapped her armor, from which runes flashed, suddenly transforming into a towering golden-armored giant.

Fairy Shi held the Thousand-Flower Treasure Mirror in front of Fang Xi.

"Hmph!"

Master Dongqiuzi stood fearless, as another silver-armored puppet clutching a pitch-black shield flew from his bamboo case to his front.

The swiftly approaching sword-wielding silhouette revealed a Human Cultivator with inky-black patterns like Mo Wen on his face.

"Mo Wen? This one is a traitor of the human race... Kill without mercy!" Chi Songzi bellowed, the Red Pine Mystical Tree sweeping across.

Most of the ink-rain Flying Swords dissipated, yet the action also stirred Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, transforming into an enigmatic ink painting scroll.

The scroll seemed to have the power to divide the space, aiming to separate the many middle-stage cultivators from the Nine-headed Green Lion.

With just a middle-stage, Returning to Emptiness cultivator present, it was a total pipe dream!" scoffed Fairy Shi as she watched the figure with the Mo Wen on his face. In her hands, the Treasure Mirror blossomed into countless peculiar flowers in full bloom...

"No good!"

Fang Xi’s face became horrified as he suddenly cast a silver-white talisman.

Silver lines flickered, suddenly tearing through the ink painting scroll.

But by then, Mo Wen had already arrived before the shield-bearing puppet, his pitch-black Flying Sword slashing fiercely!