Chapter 49

Amidst the thunderclouds and the ominous atmosphere, Ningshaoyan was knocked to the ground at the entrance of the temple hall. Immediately, two figures floated in, one a Taoist priest in green robes, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, carrying a sword, with a straight brow and bright eyes, exuding a sense of righteousness, and the other a woman in red, wearing a red long dress, a phoenix crown, and a red veil, dressed as a bride.

The woman had delicate eyebrows, a delicate nose, a fair face, and red lips, and was exceptionally beautiful. At that moment, her face was filled with panic, which made her appear even more delicate and fragile. Seeing Ningshaoyan fall to the ground, she hurriedly went to help him, "Scholar, scholar, are you alright?"

"Xiaoxian, you're back, you're Xiaoxian..." Ningshaoyan's face was filled with joy as he held the woman's delicate hand, not minding his own disheveled state, his eyes brimming with excitement.

Seeing Ningshaoyan and Nie Xiaoxian showing such affection, even Ning Wujue found it hard to bear. Love can turn people into fools, and it's true that even the greatest heroes have a hard time resisting the allure of a beautiful woman. History records that behind every great hero, there is always a beautiful woman who brings disaster.

This indirectly reflects that when men face women, especially beautiful women, especially those they like, their intelligence drops significantly.

In the mortal world, the word "love" has troubled countless heroes and immortals.

"Cough, cough, why are there so many people here?"

Yan Chixia coughed slightly, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Noticing the people in the temple, he couldn't help but frown. When he saw Ning Wujue and the others, he was slightly taken aback, "It's you?"

"Brother Yan, we meet again." Ning Wujue stood up, and Rulan obediently stood behind him. Ning Wujue smiled slightly at Yan Chixia. As he had expected, Yan Chixia was at the Qi Transformation stage, capable of flying and controlling a flying sword.

"Hero Yan, are you injured?"

Interrupted by the conversation between Ning Wujue and Yan Chixia, Ningshaoyan noticed the blood at the corner of Yan Chixia's mouth and couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"Scholar, Hero Yan was injured by a palm from Heishan while saving me. Hero Yan, how badly are you hurt?" Nie Xiaoxian looked at Yan Chixia with concern.

Yan Chixia sighed lightly and shook his head, "Heishan has just broken through, and his realm is not yet stable. If we wait a few more years, one palm would be enough to take a life. The Qi Transformation stage is indeed powerful."

Ning Wujue noticed a hint of tenderness in Yan Chixia's eyes and felt a stir in his heart. Could it be that Yan Chixia has fallen for Nie Xiaoxian? Interesting, truly interesting.

"Hero Yan, what about the old demon Heishan?" Ningshaoyan couldn't help but look outside.

"Don't worry. Heishan was struck by my Mystic Heart Thunder and won't be coming for a while. He was just using the method of transmitting sound over a distance. He is still hundreds of miles away. However, we can't stay here for long; we must leave quickly."

Yan Chixia took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a red pill from a jade bottle. He looked at Ning Wujue and the others, his brows slightly furrowed, "Young Master Ning, why are you here?"

Nie Xiaoxian also noticed Ning Wujue and the others, their strange attire. As a ghost, Nie Xiaoxian was more cautious than the scholar Ningshaoyan and was secretly on guard.

"Brother Yan, I don't think now is the time to discuss why we are here. The Ginseng King Pill you just took won't heal your internal injuries."

Ning Wujue gave Yan Chixia a meaningful look. He was also at the Qi Transformation stage and could see that Yan Chixia was suppressing his injuries. He had no intention of revealing his identity, but seeing the tenderness in Yan Chixia's eyes for Nie Xiaoxian, he changed his mind. His identity would be revealed sooner or later, and since that was the case, Ning Wujue didn't want to continue living in the shadows. A demon is a demon, whether he is a demon or a human, he is still Ning Wujue.

Yan Chixia was startled, his eyes fixed on Ning Wujue, his gaze flickering. To be able to see through his injuries, he must not be an ordinary person. In fact, since parting ways outside the mountain temple, Yan Chixia had felt something was amiss when he couldn't find the snake demon. Now it seemed there was indeed a problem.

"Brother Yan, you should meditate and heal your injuries. I will go and hold off the vanguard of the old demon Heishan. I'll explain everything when I return, how about that?"

Ning Wujue smiled faintly. Although the old demon Heishan hadn't arrived, his vanguard was not far away. Yan Chixia had taken the Ginseng King Pill to gather a mouthful of Qi, intending to kill the vanguard and then escape.

Yan Chixia looked deeply at Ning Wujue, nodded, and knew this wasn't the time for idle talk. He sat cross-legged and began to heal his injuries.

"Wushuang, you and my brother stay here and guard. Chen Qinglong, come with me."

After saying this, Ning Wujue walked out, and Chen Qinglong, though reluctantly, followed.

"Brother Zhongyuan, is there anything I can do?" Ningshaoyan asked hurriedly.

"Take care of Hero Yan with Nie Xiaoxian."

With that, Ning Wujue and Chen Qinglong rushed into the pouring rain, the darkness swallowing their figures.

Around the temple, there were many trees, with withered vines and old trees, creating a sinister atmosphere. Two figures leaped from branch to branch, moving swiftly. Ning Wujue, at the Qi Transformation stage, could fly short distances, and Chen Qinglong, with his excellent lightness skills, could barely keep up under Ning Wujue's controlled speed.

The two of them darted through the rain and the forest, heading east for twenty miles. More than twenty demons and monsters were heading towards the temple. Due to the thunderstorm, these demons dared not summon their demonic winds, as the more demonic aura they had, the more likely they were to be struck by lightning.

The old demon Heishan didn't pursue them, partly due to the weather. Thunder is the nemesis of demons, and being struck by lightning would be a miserable end.

At a crossroads, Ning Wujue and the demons collided. On the demon side, the leader was a tiger-headed, human-bodied tiger demon at the early Qi Transformation stage, with five other demons at the Essence Refinement stage. The rest were not even at the Essence Refinement stage, only slightly stronger than ordinary humans.

For demons to cultivate, they must absorb the essence of the sun and moon and open their spiritual intelligence, which is extremely difficult. Out of a thousand beasts, it's already good if one can open its spiritual intelligence. Therefore, the demon elders created a supernatural ability to enlighten beasts that haven't opened their spiritual intelligence, granting them a low level of intelligence. However, such enlightened beasts are not even considered demons and have a low status.

Thus, although many demons appear with a large entourage, very few of them are actually demons.

"Who are you? How dare you block my path?" The only demon, the tiger demon, glared fiercely at Ning Wujue, holding a long, shiny knife. His demon instincts made him feel the fear of Ning Wujue, or he would have already charged forward and finished the job with two strikes.

"Hmph, I'll kill you all!"

Ning Wujue coldly shouted, drew a dagger with his right hand, and lunged at the tiger demon.

Chen Qinglong, seeing the beast-headed monsters speaking human language, felt his legs tremble, and his hands holding the knife were weak. Seeing Ning Wujue charge forward, he steeled his heart, determined to fight to the death.

He was a ruthless person, or he wouldn't have become the leader of a bandit gang. However, the situation was too strange, and he was afraid. Now, with his heart set, he swung his knife in a fierce, wind-like manner.

"Hmph, minions, kill them! Drink their blood and eat their flesh!"

The tiger demon roared, swinging his knife, and the other demons cheered and rushed forward. In the rain and the forest, a fierce battle erupted.

Thank you, Ren Hao, for your support. I'll add an extra chapter tonight. Fellow readers, come on, support, collect, and recommend, hehehe.

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