Chapter 42

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This scene left the two sisters utterly stunned.

An ordinary man, a weak scholar, actually dared to stand against a cultivator, fearlessly facing all challenges. Regardless of whether the five managers of Yujing Peak had given their all, he had indeed blocked their path. If not for seeing it with their own eyes, it would have been hard to believe!

Yezi seemed angry and said, "You... you still dare to call me sister..." She was about to lose her temper but then looked at Ziyun beside her, her round face showing a strange expression: "He... actually called me a fairy maiden..."

Fairy maiden, meaning an exceptionally beautiful woman! Who wouldn't like to be praised for their beauty? Even if the praise came from a bad person or a beggar, one could still accept it with a smile!

Ziyun, however, remained silent, only quietly observing the ragged figure.

Yezi could no longer hold back, and raised her hand to summon a short sword: "Sister, what he said might have some truth to it, let's give it a try..."

With a flick of her finger, the short sword transformed into a stream of light, shooting straight at the cave wall two zhang away. With a "bang," the mountain shook, jade fragments scattered, and the rumbling echoed continuously in the cave. The cave entrance, which was about half a person's height, collapsed several feet, causing the accumulated water to rush back and the flow to gradually accelerate!

"Little Sister Ye, you're so amazing..."

Wujiao stood in place, ready to prevent Muxin from advancing again. Finally seeing Yezi take action, he couldn't help but praise her. Whether there was a way out behind the stone wall, only heaven knew. At this point, there was no other choice. However, Yezi, though a woman, was a genuine cultivator, and her single sword strike was equivalent to his half-day's effort!

Yezi rolled her eyes but didn't stop. With her spell, the short sword, about a foot long, moved as agilely as a fish, swift and fierce. Another rumble followed, and the cave grew deeper. The water in the cave also gradually sped up.

Ziyun, having withdrawn her gaze from the distance, sensed something and, without a word, lightly flicked her sleeve, sending a silver sword light swirling out. With a gentle tap of her delicate fingers, the sword light darted into the cave entrance...

Seeing Ziyun also take action, Wujiao grinned even wider.

Muxin, though unable to advance for the moment, observed the surroundings. Seeing the cave being dug deeper, he feared something might go wrong and turned back to signal: "This place is not suitable for spellcasting, but the flying sword is highly effective. Please lend a hand, don't let that boy get away..."

Ge Qi stood not far from the cave entrance, arms crossed, chin in hand, deep in thought; the other three had retreated from the gap between the cave wall and the spiritual aura, equally surprised. These managers of Yujing Peak were well aware of the dangers here, yet seeing someone unharmed, they were filled with doubt. No cultivator below the Foundation Establishment stage feared the spiritual aura. How could an untrained disciple remain so composed under the spiritual aura?

Xiang Rong exchanged glances with his companions and raised his hand to summon a sword light.

Wujiao was entranced by Ziyun's flying sword, her every move, every smile, and her graceful figure exuding a transcendent charm that made his heart race. Just as he was lost in admiration, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and turned around, his face turning pale with fright.

A sword light, swift as a meteor, was heading straight for him. Its speed was so great that it instantly penetrated the spiritual aura's barrier, emitting a faint, piercing whistle.

Wujiao tried to dodge, but it was too late. In a panic, he swung his long sword horizontally. With a "bang," a powerful force like a mountain crashed down. He lost control, his sword flew out of his hand, and he was thrown backward, unable to stand.

At the same time, the spiritual aura of the stone pillar, disturbed, suddenly retaliated, creating a powerful, invisible wave that surged back into the cave.

Xiang Rong, caught off guard, was slammed into the cave wall.

While some were unfortunate, others had already seized the opportunity.

Muxin, dodging the spiritual aura's retaliation, rushed forward. His intention was clear: to take advantage of the situation to eliminate the cunning and dangerous threat!

Wujiao, mid-air, felt his bones about to break and landed with a thud. He realized the cave's water had drained away, and he had landed hard. His palms were also split, adding to his misfortunes. He wanted to groan but saw Ziyun and Yezi nearby and had to grit his teeth and get up. Before he could rub his sore bottom, he was hit by another wave of bad luck!

Muxin had rushed over, and he was really good at timing! Not only that, but Gou Jun and Zhong Kai followed. His long sword had been knocked away, landing over ten zhang away. Clearly, Xiang Rong and the others were more powerful!

Wujiao hurried to turn around, but Muxin had already circled the cave and was charging at him.

Why don't Ziyun and Yezi help?

Wujiao, unable to dodge, wanted to call for help but was cut off as Muxin pounced on him. He stood there, at a loss.

To fight a cultivator bare-handed, there was no chance of survival!

Especially with the other managers, who were even more terrifying than Muxin. If trapped, all would be lost. As disciples of the Immortal Gate, Ziyun and Yezi might be safe, but his fate in Muxin's hands was unimaginable...

Seeing Wujiao frozen like a statue, Muxin thought he was scared stiff, sneered, and extended his hands to summon his magic. At that moment, Wujiao suddenly grinned and threw a black shadow, saying calmly, "Someone from the Ten Thousand Souls Valley misses you, and he asked me to send you on your way!"

Who from the Ten Thousand Souls Valley misses me?

Muxin's face changed, and he hastily retreated, protecting himself from any hidden attack. The two managers who followed were confused and also stepped back.

Wujiao, trying to look mysterious, suddenly turned and ran, then stopped, stunned.

Hmm, the place was empty, not a soul in sight. No wonder he hadn't heard any noise after getting up. Where did they go?

"Clang—"

Muxin retreated several zhang, easily dodging the black shadow. The sound of metal clashing revealed it was an ordinary short sword, still in its sheath, which fell to the ground, powerless. He paused, his face twitching, and, throwing his sleeve, turned to glare at Wujiao, shouting, "You dare to mock me..."

Wujiao, still sulking, said absentmindedly, "You never learn, who's to blame?"

The sudden disappearance of the two women left him feeling melancholic. Especially Ziyun, how could you leave without a word?

Muxin grunted, picked up the short sword from the ground, and, shaking off the sheath, was about to move forward to kill. At that moment, the cave shook violently, and a rumbling sound came from underground, followed by flying stone fragments and dust. It was as if the mountain was collapsing, like the end of the world!

He and the managers were confused and looked around.

Wujiao was also terrified but kept his eyes fixed on the cave entrance.

After a moment, the terrifying noise gradually subsided.

Muxin caught his breath and lunged forward, shouting, "Don't run..."

A ragged figure turned and waved, then disappeared into the cave.

Muxin, furious, rushed to the cave entrance, bent down to enter, but hesitated at the dark depths.

The managers slowly approached, silent. Xiang Rong, holding his chest, looked grim. Ge Qi, holding the discarded long sword, silently observed the deep cave.

Muxin glanced at them and extended his hand, "That's a magical weapon given by my master..."

Ge Qi, looking at Muxin's back, paused, then said, "With this matter settled, I'll take my leave..." He turned and walked away, dropping the sword on the ground. The other three managers followed.

Muxin turned and glared, "My master ordered us to return the two women to the Immortal Gate. As for that boy, his life or death is irrelevant. Now that the three have escaped, how can you just leave?"

Ge Qi, without turning, countered, "Why don't you chase after them?"

Muxin's face stiffened, and he defended, "The situation is unpredictable, we must be cautious! But..." He picked up the sword and said, "If my master holds you accountable, you won't escape punishment!"

Ge Qi paused, then continued, his anger rising, "Instead of arguing here, we should check the base of Yujing Peak."

Muxin, realizing the point, nodded in agreement.

If the three had escaped, they must find a way to leave Yujing Peak. Water always flows downhill. By searching around the peak, it wouldn't be hard to find them...

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Wujiao crawled into the cave and hurried forward. Not far ahead, it was pitch black, and his feet lost their footing. He felt a rush of wind in his ears and fell straight down. He opened his mouth to scream but landed on his buttocks with a "bang," accompanied by a splash. He then collided with the sides, continuing to slide, feeling pain all over and dizziness. He could only hold his head and endure, falling into an unknown abyss.

After an unknown time and countless collisions, he felt himself floating up and then crashing heavily into the water.

Wujiao flailed his arms and legs, then crawled out, hearing the "splash, splash" of water. He landed on all fours, and the place was still pitch black, with a cold wind blowing.

Where was he? Where were Ziyun and Yezi?

Wujiao slowly climbed out of the water, holding a pearl. With the light of the pearl, he could see his surroundings...

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