jdhmnovel Chapter 141 A Daughter
Chapter 141 A Daughter
Chapter 141 An Extra Daughter
With a soft "poof," the black ice crystals were pierced by the fine needles formed from demonic fire and quickly dissipated.
But at the last moment before it dissipated, it suddenly exploded, and the intense, cold, and evil current instantly shattered the refreshing spiritual energy mass.
"No!"
Zhuo Yang was furious. He hadn't expected the Heavenly Mystery Ghost Grass to be so insidious, exploding at the last moment and shattering the refreshing spiritual energy cluster.
"puff……"
Xin Mirou's nascent soul immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhuo Yang knew that it was essence blood, the most precious thing for cultivators.
The powerful demon lord's primordial spirit instantly protected the refreshing spiritual energy cluster, and the demonic fire transformed into a fireball, merging into it to dissolve the evil energy.
The Samadhi Demon Fire was incredibly powerful, quickly dissolving all the evil energy and causing the shattered spiritual energy to recombine.
Still not entirely at ease, Zhuo Yang used gentle fire to nourish the refreshing spiritual energy cluster, making sure nothing was missed, before his primordial spirit withdrew from Xin Mirou's dantian space.
Wiping the sweat from his face, Zhuo Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Rou, how are you feeling?"
The air was no longer filled with any evil aura; the poison from the Heavenly Secret Ghost Grass had been neutralized.
The Heavenly Mystery Ghost Grass is extremely vicious. Many high-level immortals, giant demons, and demon gods have perished because of it, but now it has been subdued by Zhuo Yang using the Samadhi Demon Fire!
The Samadhi Demon Fire is indeed a flame of the same level as the Samadhi Divine Fire!
Zhuo Yang's confidence soared. With the Samadhi Demon Flame, he would no longer care about any poisonous creatures.
I'm just not sure yet how powerful the Samadhi Divine Fire will be when used for attack; I'm quite looking forward to it...
Her fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xin Mirou opened her big eyes. She looked at Zhuo Yang with a very strange expression.
"Xiaorou, what's wrong?" Zhuo Yang asked, somewhat surprised and uncertain.
“Master…” Xin Mirou blinked, her eyes immediately filled with surprise. She jumped up from the table and gave Zhuo Yang a big hug.
"Get down, get down quickly! Men and women shouldn't touch each other!" Zhuo Yang's face flushed red as he pushed her back and made her sit on the table.
Xiao Rou has a great figure. Although she is a bit older, she is still a little girl in front of Zhuo Yang and cannot be hugged casually.
Moreover, Little Phoenix is very jealous; if she finds out, who knows what strange tricks she might pull.
"Master, do you dislike Xiaorou?" Xiaorou pouted, and tears immediately streamed down her face.
Zhuo Yang's face was twitching, and he almost punched him.
You're over eighty years old, can't you be a little more reserved?
"Wah..." Xiao Rou burst into tears when she realized that Zhuo Yang hadn't come to comfort her. She slammed her fist on the table as she cried, not even bothering to check her own cultivation level. The table instantly disintegrated into dust, and she fell to the ground, stunned.
Zhuo Yang frowned: "Xiao Rou, what are you up to?"
"No, I didn't!" Xiaorou protested angrily, like a child. "I just patted it, who knew it would turn out like this? It must be of very poor quality. Let's go and cause trouble for the table seller!"
"You're a Nascent Soul cultivator, a great expert. Please be serious!" Zhuo Yang's face darkened. He couldn't understand why a Nascent Soul expert would act so unreasonably.
"Oh..." Xiao Rou pouted, wiped away her tears, and stood up.
She asked cautiously, "Master, do you dislike me?"
"no!"
"Then why are you so mean to me?"
"..."
Zhuo Yang felt a deep headache. Suddenly, his body trembled, and he asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Rou, do you remember what you did before you served me as your master?"
Xiao Rou tilted her head, looking like she was thinking carefully.
Then she pouted and cried, "Master doesn't like Xiaorou anymore!"
Zhuo Yang's lips twitched, and he asked softly, "Xiao Rou, do you remember what kind of cultivation technique you practiced?"
"I remember..." Xiao Rou stopped crying instantly, tears still clinging to her eyelashes. "I'm seven years old this year, and I just started practicing my family's 'Illusory Light and Shadow Flower Technique.' It's amazing!"
"By the way, Master also taught me the Shattering Core Divine Skill, but I have already formed my Nascent Soul, so I don't need it anymore."
"Thank you, Master, for taking such good care of me!"
Xiao Rou bowed gracefully, her big eyes blinking as she gave Zhuo Yangfei a strange look.
"Seven years old..."
Zhuo Yang slapped her on the head. Damn it, the Heavenly Mystery Ghost Grass had still damaged Xiao Rou's soul. Her intelligence was now only at the level of a seven-year-old.
What's even more infuriating is that Xiaorou has suffered severe memory loss, only remembering things before she was seven years old and after she arrived at Villa No. 1.
Now, we are in big trouble!
……
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Lingzhou Grand Hotel, Yang Xi smiled inscrutably as he sipped tea. His leisurely demeanor sent chills down Ma Jian'an's spine as he sat opposite him.
Strategizing within the command tent, securing victory a thousand miles away!
Ma Jian'an thought of this phrase, which was not an exaggeration to describe Yang Xi. Although he was cunning, not all strategists were like that. Perhaps with just a thought, they could decide the life or death of others.
"Bang! Bang!"
There was a knock on the door, and then a disciple of the Ma family pushed the door open and whispered a few words in Ma Jian'an's ear.
"Xin Mirou has been poisoned?" Ma Jian'an was overjoyed and jumped up, pacing around the room.
Yang Xi merely curled a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, looking indifferently at Ma Jian'an.
"Mr. Yang, Xin Mirou has been poisoned!" Ma Jian'an's face flushed with excitement. "She's been poisoned by the Heavenly Mystery Ghost Grass you gave me. At this point, she's probably already dead!"
"Unfortunately, all the spies I planted in the Penglai Pavilion residential area have lost contact and should have been killed. However, compared to Zhuo Yang, our losses are negligible!"
"Hahaha……"
Ma Jian'an let out another long howl, unable to contain his excitement.
The person he feared most was Xin Mirou, who was by Zhuo Yang's side. She was a Nascent Soul stage expert, and in the entire Southeast region, she was the only Nascent Soul stage expert in the open!
"Zhuo Yang lost Xin Mirou, which is like losing an arm, no, it's like breaking his spine!" Yang Xi leisurely put down his teacup, his expression indifferent, but his eyes could not hide his excitement.
A mere novice cultivator managed to kill a Nascent Soul stage expert; anyone would boast about it.
"Mr. Yang, I'm truly impressed!" Ma Jian'an praised generously. "No wonder the ancients loved to use strategies. It turns out that a person with real strategy can easily influence the overall situation. It's simply unbelievable!"
Yang Xi finally laughed triumphantly, but quickly composed himself and said in a deep voice, "We can't be too complacent. Zhuo Yang is not dead yet, and he himself is a master."
“Yes, yes!” Ma Jian’an also composed himself, but then laughed again. “Next, it all depends on Mr. Yang’s plan. I think Zhuo Yang is really unlucky; he still doesn’t know who tricked him, hahaha…”
Yang Xi sneered, "He'll find out, but only before he dies!"
Unfortunately, their joy was in vain. Although Xiao Rou's nascent soul was damaged, she did not die, and Zhuo Yang's spine was not broken.
It remains to be seen who will win!