Chapter 435: Daring and Reckless (7)
A huge pit with a radius of one thousand miles and a height of nearly one hundred miles has appeared under Hanyue Temple.
The Buddhist Sound Hall was quietly suspended above the rolling magma, and was tightly wrapped in the Wu Earth's hidden thunder net on all sides.
Madam Wu Tan was panting, the Fallen God Whip in her hand flashing evilly, draining the little remaining essence in her body bit by bit. As for the twelve trusted female disciples, they had already collapsed in a pink cloud, exhausted all their energy and spirit, and could not even squeeze out a little bit of magic power.
A layer of extremely faint Buddha light, which could be broken by a snap of a finger, barely enveloped the Buddha Sound Hall.
This layer of Buddha's light was extremely weak. Madam Wutan and the twelve female disciples could clearly perceive it. As long as a cultivator who had just condensed the fruit of the Tao took action, a random blow could shatter this layer of Buddha's light.
"Master... Master... Congratulations to Master. Congratulations to Master." A group of female disciples chattered at the same time.
Madam Wu Tan laughed 'haha'.
She gritted her teeth, bit her finger, and drew out three drops of blood, letting the white skull swallow her blood. The pale skull turned its head, and its eyes flashing with green phosphorescent fire stared at Madam Wu Tan, and its two rows of sharp teeth rubbed rapidly, emitting dazzling flames.
Madam Wutan gritted her teeth, raised the Fallen God Whip, and lashed the white skeleton hard with it.
" Go back... What did your master tell you to do?"
The white skeleton let out a sharp whistle and began to roar. Madam Wu Tan looked gloomy, hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the twelve female disciples behind her: "Don't hurt their lives, otherwise..."
The white skeleton let out a strange roar and suddenly turned into countless afterimages, passing through Madam Wutan and pouncing towards the twelve female disciples.
Throat, neck, shoulders, heart...all the vital parts of the body, the white skeletons opened their mouths and bit them hard, sucking the blood and essence from their bodies.
The three masters who were at the level of Zhaoxukong and the nine masters who were half a step away from Zhaoxukong realm howled in unison, crying out to the sky and begging Madam Wutan to save their lives.
They had exhausted all their magical powers and no longer had any strength to resist.
This white skull was the magic treasure of the great master of the magic sect, Wu Yigong. It was cruel and treacherous, and extremely greedy and vicious. At this moment, it was not satisfied with the three drops of blood offered by Madam Wu Tan, and it embraced the twelve female disciples and sucked them fiercely.
The aura of the twelve female disciples suddenly weakened.
Their magic power and Taoism realm were constantly declining. In just a short breath, the three female disciples in the Zhaoxu Realm had fallen back to the early stage of Ningdao Fruit, and the nine female disciples in the Half-Step Zhaoxu Realm had fallen directly back to the Jinlian Kai realm.
“Master!” The twelve female disciples cried out as they breathed their last.
The white skeleton let out a strange and contented howl, and slowly shrank from a height of a hundred feet to the size of a fist, like a drunkard, leisurely, swaying and spinning, and flew back into Madam Wutan's sleeve.
Madam Wu Tan smiled and said leisurely, "Alright, alright, you have made great contributions this time, so I will not treat you unfairly... After you go back, you can select 3,000 elite disciples from Hanyue Temple and directly absorb all their energy and spirit, or even burn their spirits... In short, I will let you replenish your cultivation and make more progress, you will not lose out!"
The twelve female disciples looked at each other and laughed at the same time: "Master, your kindness is so great that even if we were to shatter our bones, we would never be able to repay you!"
Well, now they don’t even have the strength to move their little fingers, and Madam Wutan is as ruthless as ever. Any disciple who dares to offend her will suffer a bad end.
Since she has promised them that they can choose the furnace from the Three Thousand Cold Moon Temple to replenish their cultivation... Haha, such a pleasant and happy thing, and it can also improve their cultivation. Where can they find such a good thing?
It's just a waste of time, what's the big deal?
Madam Wu Tan's fingers trembled slightly. She no longer paid attention to the twelve trusted disciples, but took out a bright red medicine bottle and took out a blood-red pill the size of an egg yolk from it with trembling hands.
This is the elixir made by Shi Taiweng, a well-known grandmaster and independent alchemist in Yuanlingtian, who was once Madam Wutan's lover. It is best at replenishing vital energy and restoring lost essence, blood, and soul. It is Yuanlingtian's top-level elixir and is priceless.
Unfortunately, ever since she met Duke Wuyi and gave birth to a daughter for him, Duke Wuyi became extremely jealous, and Lady Wutan's former admirers no longer dared to flirt with her.
Shi Tai Weng is very bold and has always been secretly involved with Madam Wu Tan.
But no matter how bold he was, he did not dare to interact with Lady Wutan openly.
Therefore, Madam Wu Tan had no shortage of such elixirs in the past, but now she has to count them and use them.
"Men... hehe!" Madam Wu Tan held the big pill and muttered in a low voice with a hint of sneer. She was about to put the big pill into her mouth when a hand shaped like a chicken claw and green and yellow in color suddenly emerged from beside her and grabbed the big pill with one hand.
The people of Yuanlingtian are born with excellent qualities. No matter whether they are men or women, they are all tall and slender, with delicate and exquisite faces, just like the porcelain works of art carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen.
That is to say, a physical cultivation sect like the Barbarian King Palace uses various bloodlines to temper the body, thus making oneself as majestic as a lion or a tiger... This is an outlier, and there are not many sects like it in the entire Yuanlingtian.
Therefore, the man who suddenly appeared from Madam Wutan's side... He was less than six feet tall, skinny, with a pointed face and a Mediterranean baldness. His body was like a dried dead monkey. This kind of appearance was extremely rare in the entire Yuanlingtian.
He was wearing a rustic khaki robe and a two-finger-wide headband on his bald head. In the middle of his eyebrows was a glowing yellow gem the size of an egg.
How to put it, the overall appearance of this person is like a piece of khaki, hot, barren cow dung.
Madam Wu Tan is naturally a black Epiphyllum that is cold, delicate and cannot be easily offended.
The temperaments of the two people...are worlds apart.
But when she saw the skinny, ugly, short old man, Madam Wutan's pupils shrank, and her pretty face, which had always been as cold as an iceberg, suddenly broke into an extremely bright smile.
"Why is the master here?" Madam Wutan smiled brightly, but her already pale face became even paler and almost transparent, without even a trace of vitality left.
Yuan Lingtian knew that if you added together those old monsters like the supreme elders of the magic and evil ways, their personal strength was enough to rank among the top three giants of the magic way. Yuan Lingtian's Black Jade Sea Star Palace, who called himself the Old Ancestor of Freedom, and whose real name was Wu Yigong, the old devil grinned with a fake smile and gently patted Madam Wutan's face with his dry palm like a monkey's paw.
"Haha... Wutan, you just left Xingxiu Palace, and I, the ancestor, followed you." Wu Yigong's voice was extremely unpleasant, sometimes sharp, sometimes hoarse, sometimes feminine like a woman, and sometimes rough as if his throat was burned by charcoal.
He chuckled strangely and looked at Madam Wutan with complacency.
"You are usually the most cautious in front of the ancestor. This time you spent so much money to serve the ancestor comfortably. Hehe... the ancestor is very curious. Usually, you are reluctant to manipulate you, but this time... there is a ghost, there must be a ghost!"
"So, my ancestor... Hey, I am generous for once. Look, I will lend you this Heavenly Demon Skull and this Thunder God Net as well."
"I have lent you all my most precious treasures... I am worried and scared. This is my life savings! If you run away with them... Hey, Wu Tan, of course you won't run away, but if you are robbed of your money and raped... I will suffer a great loss, won't I?"
"So, you have borrowed these treasures for three years, and I, the ancestor, have been watching you from behind."
"You used these treasures to kill several juniors who had grudges against you in the past... I saw it all... But I know that if you wanted to kill those people, you didn't need to borrow treasures from me, the ancestor!"
"You must have a more important goal!"
Wu Yigong put his hands behind his back, turned around, looked at the Buddhist Sound Hall which was shrouded in a very thin layer of Buddha light, and said faintly: "I didn't expect that your Wanhua Sect actually hid such a good thing... I have been to Hanyue Temple twice, but I didn't even notice that there was such a Buddhist secret treasure in the basement of Hanyue Temple."
"Tsk tsk, this must be an extremely profound magical power of Buddhism, which has diverted my attention."
"That is, I was born into the devil's way, so before this Buddhist secret treasure was breached, I had no 'chance' to have any 'cause and effect' with this secret treasure."
"Buddhist magical powers are indeed extraordinary."
"But since you, Wu Tan, have helped me break this restriction, hehe, Wu Tan, to use the words of those thieves, this Buddhist treasury is predestined for me... What do you think?"
Duke Wu Yi's words were very impolite.
He naturally took this Buddhist treasure and claimed it as his own.
Madam Wu Tan's expression became... extremely, indescribably. She looked at Lord Wu Yi and remained silent for a long while.
Lord Wu smiled and pinched Lady Wutan's face with his claws again.
"Oh, before that, you went to the Upside-Down Mountain in the Great Desolate Mountain and asked Old Man Diandao to help you isolate yourself from the heavenly secrets and confuse your tracks... But you have followed me for so many years, don't you know that the person Old Man Diandao fears the most in his life is me?"
"You asked him to help you cover up your tracks, in order to eliminate the possibility that I would discover your secret... As soon as you left the Upside Down Valley, Old Man Diandao sent me a letter!"
Madam Wutan finally couldn't help herself. She hissed, "How dare he charge me such a high fee?"
Lord Wu smiled and nodded: "Yes, he actually dared to take money from my wife... So, I went to Diandao Valley and broke his two legs, and made him pay ten times the amount of money my wife spent. Madam, are you satisfied? If not, I will kill his entire family later."
Madam Wutan stopped talking.
This time, she was completely taken advantage of by Lord Wu.
This is due to the fact that the Wanhua Sect rose too quickly. Although the sect's Grand Elder was also a powerful being who had reached the half-step Heavenly Man Realm, no matter in terms of foundation, strength or other aspects, he could not compete with an old devil like Wu Yigong.
Otherwise, how could she have ended up in such an embarrassing situation?
Lord Wu rubbed his hands proudly and said with a smile: "Then let me see what is in this Buddhist treasure!"
