The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 217 - 140: The Seedling That Can’t Be Saved

Chapter 217: Chapter 140: The Seedling That Can’t Be Saved

She was utterly stunned. What kind of man or demon would use a lotus flower as a Magic Artifact to fight their enemies? How boring or narcissistic must this person be?

As the horse bandits’ long knives were about to strike him, the beautiful demon calmly raised his hand and blew on the lotus flower. That scene resembled a three or four-year-old little girl blowing on a dandelion in her hand, so ethereally beautiful.

However, the effect was not so innocent. The petals of the lotus, just like a dandelion, flew up as if lifted by a strong wind, creating a flurry of petals in the air!

Against the dim campfire, countless Red Lotus petals danced in the wind, each reflecting a crystal-clear light. The scene was indeed beautiful, and Ning Xiaoxian was left dumbstruck. Then, she realized that the demon man’s actions were not aimless.

Among the petals whisked up by the wind, one softly brushed across the throat of a horse bandit, after which his movements halted, stiff, and he then fell limply. A few who tried to grab their throats gurgled twice and, without uttering a word, died with fear and regret frozen in their eyes.

In just two or three breaths, the camp was filled with bodies. More than thirty vigorous men were now lifeless corpses. Tomorrow, they would become a feast for the wild animals.

The dancing petals, as if sentient, gently gathered back into the beautiful man’s hand, reforming into the blooming Red Lotus. Ning Xiaoxian noticed keenly that each petal of the Red Lotus was as smooth as new, not stained with a single drop of blood.

"These aren’t petals," Changtian suddenly said, "Look at the throats of the corpses."

She looked down as he instructed and indeed saw that each corpse’s throat was everted with charred black marks.

"This lotus is forged from the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in Purgatory; it harms the soul and is an extremely malicious flame. This little demon has actually fused his Innate True Fire with the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, making him quite the ruthless figure!" Changtian spoke coldly.

His assessment was already quite high! Yet in her heart, she scorned the man in red. Karmic Fire is inherently formless, and yet this guy insisted on shaping it into a Red Lotus, indeed very pretentious +2, narcissistic +2!

Of course, what’s most important now is, she is still alive! The myriad Red Lotus petals clearly followed their master’s will, avoiding her body without touching even a single hair.

It seemed that the demon indeed knew right from wrong! She secretly sighed with relief in her heart, feeling that if the demon was willing to listen, her chances of persuading him to spare her life increased significantly.

When the small camp still housed thirty-some strong men, it indeed felt crowded. But now it appeared very desolate as only three people remained standing. Besides the beautiful man and Ning Xiaoxian, there was also Fatty Ren, the leader of the horse bandits, still alive.

He was clearly left alive intentionally by the beautiful man. At this moment, his face streamed with cold sweat, the smile reminiscent of Maitreya Buddha long gone. More than thirty brothers lost their lives in a blink of an eye; he had to clench his teeth just to stand upright.

"Demon!" Even he, thick as he was, could guess that this man, who would kill without a word, must be a ferocious Great Demon. He also knew that the demon had spared him for interrogation and to search for something. Sure enough, he saw the demon in red put away his murderous Magic Artifact and leisurely walked towards him: "Where are the goods from the merchant team?"

His hand trembling, he pointed towards the spot where he had been sitting. Over there lay a big sack containing all their looted possessions.

The demon glanced over at the sack: "Is everything here, nothing missing?"

Fatty Ren quickly shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

He nodded frantically, his voice hoarse: "Certain, very certain!"

The demon grinned: "Hmm, good. Then, you are of no use anymore."

Fatty Ren’s face changed, and before he could even plead for mercy, the demon extended his left hand, making a fist. With a "crack," Fatty Ren’s neck oddly twisted outwards. Given the twisted angle, he was clearly dead.

This guy was ruthless!

As the creepy sound of Fatty Ren’s neck resounded, Ning Xiaoxian instinctively shuddered. Holding two little bat demons, she lowered her head, shaking all over like a sieve. The two little demons in her arms also trembled severely; this was not a pretense. With the Great Demon not concealing his demon energy, they could feel the powerful aura emanating from him.