The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 274 - 259: Windfall!_1

Chapter 274: Chapter 259: Windfall!_1

After a round of communication.

Pang Jian, pleased with their exchange, transferred several waves of Life Vitality to her and the Dark Giant Python until she actively said, "That’s enough," prompting Pang Jian to stop.

She slowly closed her eyes and silently recovered for a few hours, not communicating with Pang Jian during this period.

Before long.

"Huff!"

A huge Dark Bat, with a dozen members of the Alien Tribes squatting on its wings, suddenly emerged from the distant Black Sea and flew towards Yu Xin and the Dark Giant Python.

Pang Jian, already somewhat weary in the Third Realm, instantly perked up at the sight of the Dark Bat’s appearance.

Having disappeared without a trace after leaving the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, this Alien God from the Outer Realm really made it from the Fifth Realm to the Third Realm.

"Capture that Dark Giant Python for our God Spirit to inhabit!"

The warriors of the Feather Wing Tribe, as Yu Xin spoke, rose from their squatting postures, pointing and shouting at the Dark Giant Python.

They were speaking an entirely different language, yet Pang Jian, who maintained a perceptual connection with the Dark Giant Python, could understand everything clearly.

Upon reflection, he knew it was the Dark Giant Python that understood.

"Could it be you who caused this trouble?"

Pang Jian was astonished; it turned out that the huge bat-shaped Alien God had set its sights on Rebel Kid.

"Kill!"

"Kill the Goddess!"

The small Feather Wing Tribe warriors, humanoid with bat-like features, were high-pitched and screeching as they flew off the Alien God’s bat wings.

Pang Jian paid attention and saw that this Alien God, who had left the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, was also not lightly injured.

Its broad wings were cracked with deep gashes, revealing dark brown rock buried under flesh.

Clearly, It had been formed through the stone sculptures of the Forbidden Land and was not a true body of flesh and blood.

Its battle with the Goddess Yu Xin had not resulted in an overwhelming victory and It was also wounded.

"You will all die here, and the Feather Wing Tribe will be annihilated by us."

Yu Xin spread her wings.

She stood majestically high above the Black Sea, her black eyes filled with menace, lightly gripping the black iron staff that complemented her slender figure.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The ink-like sea water surged into towering waves, stirred by her sacred wings, solidifying into various bizarre sea beasts which then served as her vanguard minions.

On her pristine white robe, the patterns of flowers, birds, insects, and fish emerged and shone brilliantly.

Four distinct and profound powers infused her body from the patterns on her robe. She swung her black iron staff and smashed it towards the attacking warriors of the Feather Wing Tribe and that Alien God.

"Roar!"

A thousand feet tall Giant Ape, draped in Lock Armor, suddenly appeared high above the Black Sea.

The iron staff grew a thousandfold in size and was grasped in its hand, swinging down upon the warriors of the Feather Wing Tribe.

An endless vicious aura, mixing with the waves of the Black Sea, unleashed a brutal force capable of shattering heaven and earth, reducing the warriors of the Feather Wing Tribe to a blood rain as they wailed in midair.

Overpowering the sky, the iron staff, now like a miniaturized Heavenly Tribulation Pillar, crashed down with a "clang" onto the Alien God that had fled the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land.

"Crack! Crack!"

The vast, bat-shaped Alien God, along with its flesh and the rocks within, were smashed into countless small stones by the strike, falling like rain into the Black Sea.

After the strike.

"Swoosh!"

The ferocious Giant Ape that had reappeared between heaven and earth once again disappeared into the black iron staff.

Yu Xin of the Heaven Clan, the Dark Giant Python by the Black Sea coast, and Pang Jian, who had established a connection with it, all stood dumbfounded.

Nobody had expected the ferocity that Yu Xin commanded with the black iron staff, one strike had killed the Alien God.

After that, the first to recover was surprisingly the Dark Giant Python.

It "plopped" into the Black Sea and extended its forked tongue, sucking in each of the small stones into its body.

Streams of pure and divine-dark energy were absorbed from those small stones by it into its body.

Only after it was content and emerged from the Black Sea did Yu Xin, still holding the iron staff in midair, and still gazing dazedly at the inexplicably violent weapon.

After a very long time, she descended in front of Hei, placed her hand on Hei’s forehead and transmitted a message, "Do you want to take back this black staff or not?"

"No need, just prepare plenty of Spirit Jade."

"Let’s leave it at that for now."

Pang Jian cut off the connection.

Snow Peaks City.

Pang Jian, after consuming another Soul Nourishing Pill in a dimly lit room, sat quietly, his expression somewhat somber.

"I can’t use it; it’s not something normal humans can handle. The power it wielded in her hands was terrifying!"

A frustrated Pang Jian pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard with pavilions, artificial hills, and small bridges over streams, standing on a stone bridge, contemplating the night sky deeply.

"Maybe, I should re-examine all the stone pillars within the Stone Forest around the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land."

The unassuming black iron staff, when utilized by Yu Xin, displayed a terrifying power that was unbelievable, giving Pang Jian much to think about.

"Squeak!"

Another door swung open.

Zhao Yuanqi, the silver-haired girl, dressed in a loose grey cotton robe, with strings of translucent grapes in her hand, also stepped onto one of the pavilions and waved at Pang Jian.

In the night, her silver hair was not tied into a ponytail but naturally draped over her shoulders, emitting a pale silver glow.

She, always in black attire and silver hair, carrying a big red gourd of wine, now had a delicate face with less arrogance and, surprisingly, a bit of worry between her brows.

"In a short while, a brand-new Red Rosy Clouds Boat will be delivered here by the people of our Red Mountain."

As Pang Jian approached, she took the initiative to speak.

Surrounding the central courtyard, the other few rooms housed Zhou Qingchen, Jiang Li, and Han Duping—they were all their own people.

She wasn’t worried that her conversation with Pang Jian would be overheard by unrelated individuals, so she lightly bit her lip and said, "The Sect Master has sent a message, asking me... to get closer to you."

Pang Jian was taken aback and quickly stated, "Because of Zhou and Miss Jiang, the major Sects of the Third Realm will always have a good relationship with Red Mountain and me."

"That’s not what our Sect Master meant!"

Zhao Yuanqi was a bit irritated; she spit out a grape seed and lowered her voice, "I’ve asked others, and the Tower Master of the Sword Tower... is just like you said!"

Pang Jian coughed and also spoke in hushed tones, "But you clearly said last time..."

"It was our Sect Master who told me!"

Zhao Yuanqi glared at him fiercely, continuing in a whisper, "The Tower Master of the Sword Tower is named Pu Zhaotian, rumored to have been promiscuous all his life, with countless women who have been involved with him! Our Sect Master actually described him so charmingly; I suspect there’s something between them!"

Pang Jian was startled, thinking to himself, "If there’s something, there’s something. Why are you glaring at me with gritted teeth?"

"She told me to get closer to you!"

Zhao Yuanqi angrily said with a cold face.

Pang Jian was stunned, suddenly recalling Pu Zhaotian’s instruction for him to sleep with Li Yuqing, as well as his encouragement to pursue Luo Hongyan, who had the identity of an extraterrestrial goddess, saying his character should match hers.

At this moment, combining Zhao Yuanqi’s guesses and the Sect Master of Red Mountain’s peculiar words,

"No, I don’t like this kind of thing,"

Pang Jian shook his head like a rattle drum and turned to go back to his own room, shutting the door with a "bang."

The silver-haired girl stood on the pavilion, feeling as if the grapes in her mouth were suddenly not sweet anymore. She went from being slightly annoyed to furiously angry because of Pang Jian’s reaction.

"You don’t like me like this?"

Zhao Yuanqi clenched her teeth with a click.

The Pang Jian from the Yuanmang era had left her with such a good impression, which suddenly vanished like smoke.

In the next room over,

"Jiang, what’s happening here?"

Zhou Qingchen lounged in Jiang Li’s room, his teasing making her blush and feel shy. Then they overheard people talking in the courtyard and quietly moved to peek through the cracks in the window.

They saw that after only a few words, Pang Jian and Zhao Yuanqi parted on bad terms, with Zhao Yuanqi stomping her feet in anger.

"I didn’t hear it clearly,"

Jiang Li, steadying his mischievously wandering hand, said unevenly, "Sister Zhao was sensitive and self-conscious as a child, only pretending to be aloof after becoming a genius of Red Mountain. She’s just a little girl who hasn’t grown up... you can’t let Pang Jian bully her."

"She’s in the late Hollow Profound Realm, who can bully her?"

Zhou Qingchen chuckled lightly, then suddenly slapped his forehead, saying, "You know what, that kid Pang Jian might actually have the ability to bully her!"

Two days later,

Pang Jian once again sensed the proactive communication from the Dark Giant Python, and upon establishing the connection, he saw mountains of Spirit Jade!

Heaps and heaps of Spirit Jade were arranged on an isolated island in another part of the Black Sea.

Thousands of feet beyond the black sky, a majestic man with eight pairs of wings clutched the black iron rod that Pang Jian had sent, one by one destroying the islands inhabited by the Feather Wing Tribe.

In midair, there were various images of the rod, and the malicious aura of the giant black ape occasionally emerged from within it.

"Boom! Boom!"

Island after island was hammered down into the deep sea, disappearing without a trace.

"He’s my actual brother,"

Yu Xin, who had recovered from her injuries, placed her thin, leek-like fingers on the Dark Giant Python’s forehead, and softly said, "All the Spirit Jade collected by the warriors who went to the Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands of the Third Realm are here. Most importantly, a woman named Madam Hua—just from the storage ring in her possession, the total number of Spirit Jade reaches three hundred thousand."

"The rest of them, with their assorted collections, have also collected around one hundred and fifty-seven thousand Spirit Jade."

"Since you didn’t ask for Spirit Stones, I haven’t gathered them together here."

Yu Xin’s beautiful face was filled with an apologetic expression, and she said a bit ashamedly, "You saved Hei’s life and mine, and that miraculous rod is priceless, but this is all the Spirit Jade I could gather for you."

Pang Jian, on the other side, looking at the small mountain of Spirit Jade, responded, "Alright, let’s leave it at that for now, and I wish your journey to the Fourth Continent goes smoothly."

"Thank you for your blessings!"

Yu Xin gratefully replied.

An hour later,

A magnificent shower of Spirit Jade light rained down upon the depths of the Panshi Fragment Land, precisely nourishing the Spirit Vein at its core.

As over four hundred thousand Spirit Jade cascaded down, the Spirit Vein, thin as a crystal snake, swelled and inflated with energy, further enhancing the Fragment Land’s efficiency in absorbing nature’s spiritual energy.

The Mysterious Turtle, also deep within the earth, comfortably stretched its body and sent a message.

—It planned to hunt down an extraterritorial alien god that had wandered too close.

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