The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 406 - 405: Kicking Someone When They’re Down

Chapter 406: Chapter 405: Kicking Someone When They’re Down

Jian Lingyan clicked his tongue and said, "Ah, how tragic, the heart of the sword is shattered, and there’s no hope for a breakthrough in swordsmanship in this life."

"That’s because his psychological endurance is too poor," Xie Jiuniang loved to kick someone when they were down.

I didn’t want to waste words.

But to strike a Sword Cultivator, one must use a sword to defeat the opponent.

Such a strike is fatal.

Ultimately, it’s best to let him know he was defeated by someone who does not understand the sword, just learning the sword. The intense unwillingness and jealousy are enough to destroy a person.

"You should die! Go to hell——"

Nangong Lang knew his sword heart was shattered, and that the path to immortality was hopeless, his bitterness surged to the extreme, and he was about to take out the high-grade Thunder Explosion Talisman given by his family to perish together with Xie Jiuniang.

Just as the Thunder Explosion Talisman appeared between his fingers.

Before he could detonate it, Nangong Lang suddenly felt his spiritual soul searing with pain.

That pain was brief.

Just for that instant, the spiritual soul exploded and rapidly collapsed.

After a single breath, he was dead!

He died under Xie Jiuniang’s lethal Soul Needle, even Nangong Lang himself did not expect to die so swiftly.

At the moment of his death.

In a quiet courtyard outside the Secret Realm.

Another of the hundreds of Soul Tokens placed there shattered, at the moment of the Soul Token’s shattering, the last scene before Nangong Lang’s death appeared, clearly seeing the young girl holding the Broken Sword.

She stood proudly, her gaze cold and focused.

That look seemed to be directed at Nangong Lang, and yet it seemed to be looking through the void at them, her lips seemed to move slightly.

Someone immediately became restless.

Subconsciously standing up, emitting a pressure unconsciously from his body.

"What did she say?" an irritable powerhouse asked.

At the head of the table, a Divinity Transformation spoke somberly, "She said, ’Bring it on.’"

All at once, the surroundings went silent.

The atmosphere became heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

The head Divinity Transformation said solemnly, "We will not let Nangong Lang die in vain, we will avenge him."

"Lang was the first to find the target, he would have communicated the location to the others, so he didn’t die in vain." The one who spoke was a powerhouse from the Nangong Family.

Indeed.

Xie Jiuniang, inside the Secret Realm, after cleaning up the battlefield, didn’t get far before she detected something odd.

Jian Lingyan reminded, "There’s an ambush ahead."

"Still those people?"

"Yes! The same ones who bore malice towards you outside the Secret Realm."

"Exactly how many people have they arranged to enter here?" Outside the Secret Realm, she had already sensed dozens of hostile intentions, the actual number of people was only likely to be more, not less.

To outsiders, she only possessed the Cultivation Base of a Golden Core.

Previously, she was unkillable due to various coincidences and accidents, always having powerhouses rescue her from danger, but now in the Secret Realm, she could only rely on herself.

It was the perfect opportunity to strike.

At least, that’s how it seemed to those pulling the strings behind the scenes. It was the perfect time to kill her.

One Golden Core might not kill her.

But what if a group was sent in?

Even ants in large numbers can kill an elephant.

Xie Jiuniang swept her Divine Sense darkly across the area ahead.

Three people were hiding two miles away.

They wore no Sect attire, nor any Family clothing; they were likely Loose Cultivators?

Xie Jiuniang feigned exhaustion, not wanting to appear too strong and alert those in hiding. Meanwhile, she pondered whether to rest and recover to her peak condition before proceeding or to go ahead and pretend to fall into the ambush, or perhaps find a way to turn the ambush around on them?

Going directly would make her seem foolish.

Jian Lingyan was eager to try, "Do you want me to take them out for you?"

"Are you up to it?" Xie Jiuniang asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Lordy, I dare to ambush even those at the Divinity Transformation stage, a few Golden Cores are nothing."

"You think you’re up for it, go ahead."

Xie Jiuniang said nonchalantly.

Having received permission, Jian Lingyan excitedly vanished in a flash.

It proved that certain swords are unreliable — it wasn’t long before sounds of a skirmish could be heard ahead.

Xie Jiuniang checked with her Divine Sense and immediately was at a loss for words.

Three people were ganging up on a sword. So much for the ambush. After a closer look, Xie Jiuniang noticed that one of the Golden Cores had a cut on the neck. It was just a scratch, not lethal.

The damned thing probably did try to ambush.

But the guy had life-saving measures up his sleeve!

Xie Jiuniang was in no hurry and let Jian Lingyan struggle.

Now, she diverted a thread of her conscious to monitor the Grand Sun Golden Flame.

After forcibly swallowing the Netherworld Mysterious Fire and having a fight with members of the Demon Clan in Red Leaf Forest, the Grand Sun Golden Flame had fallen into a deep slumber.

Xie Jiuniang had no intention of disturbing the Grand Sun Golden Flame.

The danger she faced now, she could handle on her own.

She took a sip of Spiritual Liquid and took out a Puppet Horse, flying leisurely forward. Her Golden Core aura was so oppressive that venomous snakes and insects lurking nearby didn’t dare to approach.

"Master, come save my life."

Jian Lingyan contacted Xie Jiuniang through their bond.

Xie Jiuniang mocked, "Weren’t you very powerful? You still need to cry for my help?"

"They have life-saving stuff, I can’t break through."

Jian Lingyan was an Artifact Spirit. Even though it was powerful, it was just an aid. It needed to be wielded by its master to unleash its full potential. By itself, the Artifact Spirit could at best bring out three or four tenths of the Heaven-Cleaving Sword’s power.

Therefore, that Sword Spirit dreaming of massacring all around without its master was purely wishful thinking.

Xie Jiuniang calmly said, "It’s fine, first help me wear down their Spiritual Power."

"Wuwu, I can’t hold on much longer."

Jian Lingyan whined, wanting its nonchalant master to come to its rescue quickly.

Through Xie Jiuniang’s Divine Sense, three people were seen teaming up against the Broken Sword, cutting off all its retreat paths.

The three fought with an extremely well-synced technique.

Clearly, this wasn’t their first time working together. They might’ve known each other even before entering the Secret Realm.

The Puppet Horse, despite its slow pace, covered the two miles swiftly, and Xie Jiuniang’s whereabouts had already been noticed by the trio. There was no point in concealing herself any longer. Moreover, they realized their ambush had been exposed due to the Broken Sword’s interference.

Xie Jiuniang didn’t want to exhaust herself in a fight.

She started off by casually sitting atop the Puppet Horse and throwing Explosive Talismans.

When she saw that the three were unharmed, she belatedly remembered, "Oh, right, almost forgot, Explosive Talismans are no good against Golden Cores, I should have thrown Thunder Explosion Talismans."

The three of them ended up laughing in anger.

Even fools knew she was doing it on purpose.

The three who stood forth were two men and one woman.

With ordinary looks, one was a bearded brute, another a delicate youth, and the only female cultivator had thick brows and large eyes, looking manly in appearance.

Xie Jiuniang summoned the Broken Sword back to her hand and holding it, she asked expressionlessly, "Are you going to give your names? I’d like to know who the people I’m about to kill are."

The female cultivator snorted coldly, "When you’re close to death, I’ll kindly tell you."

"You’re so ugly, are you sure you should be dreaming so beautifully?" Xie Jiuniang glanced at the female cultivator, full of disdain, "Forget it, I don’t really want to know anyway. You’re just some insignificant people."

If it came down to infuriating people,

Xie Jiuniang was a professional.

A few words were all it took to provoke someone’s nerves and make them lose their rationality. The thick-browed woman, at the very least, was so infuriated by Xie Jiuniang that she was literally hopping mad.

The delicate youth restrained the female cultivator by the shoulder, "Third sister, stay calm! Don’t fall for it."

"Me, me?"

The female cultivator froze, then calmed down, but her wariness heightened, and when she looked at Xie Jiuniang, it was as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

Xie Jiuniang scoffed coldly.

These people really had quite the imagination.

She had truly just been speaking casually just now.