The Lustful Young Master starting with Holy Maiden.
Chapter 65 - 6) Celestial assembly.

Chapter 65: 6) Celestial assembly.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Two more white lights shone in the darkness, moving rapidly but Lu Tian and the bald Daoist easily managed to deflect them with ease in the surface, however, baldie practices body art, thus, he is already dead he just doesn’t know it yet.

If one were to look closely at his hand, the tip of the dagger-tongue managed to leave a small opening just enough to send a few essences of poison, and bald daoist have yet to realize it.

It’s only a matter of time before this Daoist meets Lord Yama himself and gains enlightenment on why one doesn’t need to act heroic for no reason.

A Daoist must use his brain more than to let the heart blind the mind, alas,

Everyone around seemed uneasy, tense with fear hanging heavy in the stale air, while Ling’r was already clinging to Zhao Fan’s arm like a frightened kitten, inhaling his serious scent with a blush.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Fan gently pulled her closer, his hand gliding over her soft back to squeeze that delicious, round, perky peach-shaped mounds while the others were too distracted to notice.

"Aangh~" she gasped softly, like a cute little shy girl while glancing daggers at Zhao Fan, how can he do such a thing in public, it’s a good thing this place is filled with darkness and visibility is less.

"Don’t worry. You’re safe with me," Zhao Fan whispered, pointing ahead with calm confidence.

Swoosh!

A piercing burst of Sword Intent shot forward, slicing into the darkness like a divine blade parting the void, exactly to the place from where the dagger was shot.

Slash!

Tpppp!

A strange green liquid began flowing toward them, its viscous essence emitting black smoke upon contact with the faint glow of spiritual light.

The smoke sizzled, hissing like the breath of something ancient.

"What... what is that?"

"Is this... blood? From some kind of beast?"

"I can’t tell. This junior can’t see anything thing in this cursed darkness..."

"Quick, someone light a lantern! We need light! Do we not have any light source?" shouted Lu Tian, his voice sharp with tension.

Tch, Tch, Tch, have talent but no common sense...

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Three more white lights rushed toward Lu Tian.

These dagger-throwing lizards have no eyesight but they can hear the vibration of sound and attack in that direction, when getting close they can even sense your body’s warmth.

Their blood is full of poison so, their only natural predators are poison-consuming eagles, the dark hawk, and a few others, not only that but their poison can even kill an emperor realm powerhouse if not treated, and to cure its poison you need very rare materials to create grade-5 alchemy pill.

Once shot it is guaranteed death in this domain and by screaming this Lu Tian was attracting their attention.

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Lu Tian instinctively twisted his body, attempting to evade the incoming daggers, but within the suffocating darkness, it was like navigating a maze blindfolded with invisible arrows closing in from all sides.

His footing faltered, and his reactive steps missed their mark, sending him lurching sideways in a clumsy, unbalanced manner.

"Aaahhn!" he screamed pathetically as one of the lizards’ tongues caught his robe, and he felt the slimy barb puncture, injecting its venomous payload into his flesh.

A searing pain lanced through him, quickly spreading like wildfire all over his body.

"No! Don’t let it... ahh!" he cried out, for a sect master’s son of gold rank, he is utterly trash, if Zhao Fan had a kid like that he would have strangled it to death.

So people aren’t really born to climb the mountain of Dao, only to be carried by someone else and get astray later on.

Lu Tian’s vision began to darken at the edges as the blood-condensing poison claimed its hold on him.

He could feel his life force dwindling, his blood turning cold and lifeless within his veins. His body grew heavy, his movements slowing as if mired in a thick syrup.

The other disciples gritted their teeth in alarm with two of them rushing to aid their fallen Young Lord.

However, their awareness was no match for the lizards’ senses, as their footstep were loud and heavy, and soon more of the daggers darted from the shadows to strike those disciples.

Zhao Fan swiftly pulled Ling’r behind him, shielding her from the attack as he summoned a shimmering golden barrier, the light instantly dimmed absorbed by the darkness, yet the barrier was still there.

Tyakkkk! Tyakkk!

The dagger fell to the ground after colliding with the barrier.

"Foolish brat...!" Zhao Fan snarled under his breath, his gaze falling upon the Lu Tian, and kicking him, not tolerating his stupidity.

Zhao Fan is the ancient one who has traveled the world for ages in his last life but he hardly recalled seeing a youth as pathetic as Lu Tian.

And not to mention, he was struck by a child lizard’s tongue that eqs like a middle than a dagger, and their body doesn’t have a well-developed poison yet that can kill but it can cause loss of vision, strong pain, and loss of senses.

"The darkness absorbs the light... We need to move on the darkness, do you have any idea about it Young Master," Saintess uttered completely unbothered by her brother getting kicked like a pig.

He deserves it.

"Saintess truly thinks highly of me... This place is unknown with darkness everywhere, this Zhao can’t even fathom the right path to move on, alas, if only light could be compared but the darkness seems to absorb it quickly..." Zhao Fan wasn’t lying, the darkness was vast not only capable of absorbing the light but even suppressing the spiritual sense.

A horse runs ten steps, a donkey climbs 2 steps.

"However, these lizards like to cling to walls... The daggers are mostly thrown from the left north and from the front so, this Zhao can only decode the south doesn’t have walls..."

Vast intelligence, unparalleled mind.