The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 273 - 258 Rebel Kid’s Request for Help_1

Chapter 273: Chapter 258 Rebel Kid’s Request for Help_1

Universe Heaven Continent.

Red Mountain.

At the summit of the deep red barren mountain, within the Sect Master Liu Lingyun’s cultivation chamber, sat a domineering and corpulent man, as immovable as a mountain behind his desk.

His upper body was bare, with blue garments covering only from his waist down.

Liu Lingyun, with her clothes half-unfastened, attended to him at his side. In the depths of her dewy eyes, there was nothing but the extreme satisfaction of delight.

A dish of delicacies she had carefully prepared, along with a pot of fragrant tea, was placed on the white jade desk.

Leaning close to him, she first offered the fragrant tea, then spoke in a warm and tender voice, "Pu, did you come down to the Lower Realm to see me in person this time, or to check on that new disciple of yours?"

"Yun’er, of course, I came especially to see you."

Pu Zhaotian let out a chuckling laugh, drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, and without waiting for Liu Lingyun to pour more, he seized the teapot and guzzled from it generously.

"Still as uncouth as ever!"

Liu Lingyun teased and cursed softly, yet her eyes radiated nothing but intoxicated admiration as she looked at him.

"That kid hasn’t even gone to the Sword Tower to pay respects to his old man yet. How could he be more important than you?"

Pu Zhaotian embraced her suddenly, pulling her onto his lap.

The Sect Master of Red Mountain, who still had a rather tall figure, sat on his thickly haired leg, diminutive as a little girl; he shook his head in dissatisfaction and hmphed, "My disciple’s temperament is nothing like mine, and it needs correcting!"

"Like yours? I think it’s better not."

Liu Lingyun shook her head repeatedly.

"By the way, I heard there’s a girl named Zhao Yuanqi from Red Mountain whose aptitude for cultivation is quite extraordinary. How much Divine Sense has she condensed in the Hollow Profound Realm?"

Pu Zhaotian asked while his hands roamed, smiling cheerfully.

"One hundred and seven."

Liu Lingyun answered with labored breaths.

"Barely passable, mediocre at best."

Pu Zhaotian grinned from ear to ear in self-satisfaction, "My yet-to-be-official disciple is also of Hollow Profound Realm cultivation level, with a total of one hundred and thirty-six Divine Senses. In the Second Realm, no one has had more Divine Senses than him in the recent twelve hundred years."

"Ah!"

Sect Master Liu Lingyun from Red Mountain let out a startled cry, either from shock or some other reason.

"Later on, pass the position of Sect Master of Red Mountain to that little girl, and let her relationship with my disciple be just like ours, how about that?"

Pu Zhaotian asked with a mischievous grin.

"I, I..."

Liu Lingyun stammered and couldn’t find the words to reply.

...

Two days later.

Zhao Yuanqi received a message from Red Mountain, informing her that a brand-new Red Rosy Clouds Boat would be delivered to Snow Peaks City in half a month.

Sect Master Liu Lingyun instructed her to spend the next while accompanying Pang Jian, along with Zhou Qingchen and others.

"Accompany him for what?"

The silver-haired girl snorted softly and frowned, "Once the Red Rosy Clouds Boat arrives, we should all go our separate ways."

...

Snow Peaks City.

Pang Jian devoted himself night and day to the mastery of Divine Sense, and finally, he managed to harness a total of over one hundred.

In his leisure time, he would drink and revel in the courtyard with Zhou Qingchen and others, savoring a rare period of tranquility.

One day, while cultivating, Pang Jian received for the first time an urgent plea from the Dark Giant Python.

With a thought, a connection of awareness was established between them.

A sea as inky black as India ink immediately filled Pang Jian’s vision, and he could see many islands erect in the Black Sea.

At that moment, Rebel Kid and Heaven Clan’s Yu Xin were on the shore of one of these islands.

Goddess Yu Xin, in a pure white robe soaked with blood, lay in a pool of her own blood.

Her six pairs of sacred wings were now void of any dazzling silver feathers, leaving only bloodied bony quills.

She had clearly sustained severe injuries and was in an unconscious state.

Next to her was the Dark Giant Python, its scaly body riddled with sword-inflicted bloody holes, oozing blood.

The conscious beast, raising its head to look out towards the distant Black Sea, seemed to fear the enemy’s approach.

It urgently called for Pang Jian’s help because its master in the Fifth Realm was gravely injured, and it lacked the ability to heal her.

Moreover, it knew the enemy would eventually find them.

"To be injured this badly."

Pang Jian watched from the shadows, somewhat surprised.

The Heaven Clan Goddess was always held in high esteem by the Alien Tribes, who nearly all obeyed her without question.

Pang Jian couldn’t fathom who would be so ruthless as to aim for her life.

The Dark Giant Python then communicated, informing Pang Jian that those who wanted it and its Heaven Clan mistress dead were from a tribe of another continent.

"Finally, it can express its thoughts and feelings more accurately."

Pang Jian realized that the Dark Giant Python, being near Heaven Clan’s Yu Xin, must have undergone significant transformation recently, causing swift growth in its Spiritual Intelligence.

The Dark Giant Python continued to plead, asking Pang Jian to extend his help and save its master in the Fifth Realm.

"Swallow her into your mouth, and lay her atop your tongue."

Pang Jian instructed.

Hei, who had also sustained serious injuries, slithered its elongated body across the sand, approached the fallen Yu Xin, and as instructed, swallowed her into its mouth.

Only then did Pang Jian notice that, unbeknownst to him, the Dark Giant Python had grown larger than the one in Black Water Pool.

The small horn on its forehead had also grown long and sharp, shining with a dark luminescent glow.

"I’m starting now."

As Pang Jian exerted effort from the Third Realm, a powerful surge of Life Vitality suddenly emanated from the Dark Giant Python’s mouth.

Tender green life energy waves, in a short time, engulfed the delicate body of the Goddess Yu Xin.

Beneath her feather bones, inside her lower back, her shattered organs greedily devoured the life vitality.

The Dark Giant Python prostrating on the ground, with blood still seeping from its wounds, suddenly stopped bleeding.

The blood that had spilled from it was also silently turning green, displaying a powerful vitality.

After a long while, Pang Jian felt a sense of tiredness, silently swallowed a Soul Nourishing Pill, and expressed his gratitude to the Sapling of Cloud Marsh.

In the Third Realm, for such an extended period of time, he had been transmitting abundant life vitality to a person and a beast from the Fifth Realm, which caused a huge drain on his mental and spiritual energy.

"Hei, Hei..."

The faintly awakening Yu Xin called out anxiously for the Dark Giant Python.

Her eyebrows deeply furrowed as if she was trapped in a terrifying dream, her hands subconsciously scraping, as though she wanted to pull the Dark Giant Python behind her wings.

"The master you recognize... is actually... quite decent,"

Pang Jian commented silently.

Then he signaled to the Rebel Kid that it was time to spit out the alien Goddess.

The Rebel Kid did as instructed.

Gently landing on the ground, Yu Xin’s six pairs of feathered wings were no longer stained with blood, and she first knelt down, bowing her head to recover her breath.

After a while, she placed one delicate white hand on a small bare patch of her tender chest due to severe injuries, and only then did her black eyes reveal a look of gratitude as she raised her head to look into the eyes of the Dark Giant Python.

"It was you... who saved me."

Enduring the pain in her body, she slightly bowed in a gesture of respect.

After receiving the consent of the Dark Giant Python, she placed her other hand on Hei’s forehead.

She and Pang Jian immediately established a connection.

Once this connection was formed, Pang Jian was still able to use life vitality and continue to transmit life power to her and the Dark Giant Python.

"What happened?"

Pang Jian’s consciousness took shape within the mind of the Dark Giant Python.

"I was invited to the Fourth Continent. In the vast Black Sea that lies between our Fifth Realm and the Fourth Continent, lives a race called the Feather Wing Tribe. They were banished by our Heaven Clan to the islands within the Black Sea."

"The Feather Wing Tribe has always been weak and filled with fear towards us, never daring to oppose us."

"Recently, the god they worshipped suddenly descended in an incomplete divine body. With the help of this incomplete divine form, the usually timid Feather Wing Tribe found the courage to attack me."

"..."

As life vitality continued to nourish her, the communication between Yu Xin and Pang Jian became smoother.

"The Feather Wing Tribe, an incomplete body suddenly descended?"

The first thing that came to Pang Jian’s mind was the Alien God from the Outer Realm that resembled a Dark Bat and had left the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land.

With that thought, he projected the image of the Dark Bat he had seen into the mind of the Dark Giant Python.

"It’s Him!"

Yu Xin was incredibly shocked.

Deep within the mind of Hei, she saw the opponent Pang Jian had visualized and said, "You... have seen Him in the Upper Realm?"

"He left from the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land of the Third Realm."

Pang Jian responded.

"The Third Realm, Prayer Spirit... It’s one of the Holy Lands for some tribes."

While communicating, Yu Xin hesitated for a moment, then lowered her other hand from her chest and took out a vial of medicine to drink.

The moment she released her hold, Pang Jian, through the eyes of the Dark Giant Python, noticed the pallor of the area she had been touching... which was slightly raised.

Blushing, Yu Xin consumed all seven bottles of medicine; her six pairs of bone wings gradually got enveloped in a holy divine glow.

Mere moments later, new white feathers began to form.

"The weapon I carried was lost during the fight,"

She muttered to herself, not through spirit communication.

On the other end, Pang Jian had many questions about the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, the Alien Tribes, and the Alien God.

He suppressed the urge to immediately ask these questions, and then...

The Dark Giant Python whined, suddenly spitting out a gigantic black iron rod, followed by several pieces of leaves imbued with withered Evil Power, along with two pieces of Beast Skin.

One of those pieces of Beast Skin was one that Pang Jian had once obtained from the Ghost Clan, capable of dissipating dense Filth Alien Power from snake skin.

"This..."

Yu Xin removed her hand from the forehead of the Dark Giant Python, her delicate body moving towards that enormous black iron rod.

She squatted down and used her six pairs of wings, still growing feathers, to partially cover the rod.

Then she reached out to touch it, her eyebrows gently knitted together, as if she was feeling it with her heart.

"Whoosh!"

The huge black iron rod violently contracted, shrinking to a length and thickness that she could conveniently grasp with one hand, turning into a weapon that suited her perfectly.

A savage and bloodthirsty presence was released from the now significantly smaller rod, making her eyes suddenly light up.

"Very nice, really very nice!"

She expressed her thanks to the eyes of the Dark Giant Python.

With another gesture of her hand, the two pieces of Beast Skin and the leaves emitting withered energies floated beside her, all within reach of her power.

"I can use all of these."

Her eyes slightly narrowed, her heart filled with gratitude, she moved closer and gently touched Hei’s forehead, softly asking, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Spirit Jade."

"Spirit Jade?"

"Mhm."

"Once I defeat that Alien God and punish those of the Feather Wing Tribe, I will offer you Spirit Jade."

"Good."

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