chsdbacks Chapter 459 This old man, Long Xiaoyao
Chapter 459 This old man, Long Xiaoyao
Chapter 459 This old man, Long Xiaoyao
One sentence stopped Ye Nanxiao, who was about to draw the Emperor's Sword.
Even the original owner of the disguised identity was afraid of this man's insects; the man in front of her just wanted to mock her.
"Put away your bugs! Don't waste time! You've kept Protector Li Ying waiting because of your boring tricks!" Ye Nanxiao scolded, his face flushed.
The middle-aged man scoffed. "Stubborn? Speak up. What did Li Ying send you here for? If you want money, then get Sect Leader Zhao to give you the token. Otherwise, you won't get a single penny from here!"
Ye Nanxiao frowned and coldly asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
It seems that this middle-aged man playing with insects is not afraid of Li Ying's status at all.
Faced with Ye Nanxiao's threat, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "It's true that Li Ying is a protector, but am I, Tianchong, not a protector?"
With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man caused the two puppets around him to raise their heads again. Countless insects swarmed beneath the skin of their arms, as if they could break through the skin at any moment.
Ye Nanxiao took a small step back at the opportune moment, then stood back up as if annoyed.
Noticing Ye Nanxiao's subtle movements, the mockery on Tianchong's face intensified.
"What's wrong, boss?"
Two thin men, as thin as clotheslines, walked out of the warehouse and stood behind Tianchong.
The Heavenly Worm sneered, "Li Ying's lackey wants to take something? I am one of the Eight Protectors, second only to the Left and Right Grand Protectors. Go back and call Li Ying over! The warehouse guarded by the three of us is not a place for a lackey like you to enter!"
Ye Nanxiao was so angry that he trembled all over, a reaction that delighted the Heavenly Insect.
Tianchong was happy, and Ye Nanxiao was also very happy.
Judging from what this old bastard said, there were only three of them in this warehouse. The strongest one was the one in front of them who was playing with insects, whose cultivation had just reached the level of Soul Douluo. The other two were floating their soul rings, grinning and staring at Ye Nanxiao.
One five-ring ring, one six-ring ring, and one eight-ring ring, all undefended—it's time to make a move!
The worm spat on Ye Nanxiao's shoes, waved, and turned around, ready to tell Ye Nanxiao to get lost.
A flash of blue light in the corner of his eye made the celestial insect turn around.
A dazzling ice flower bloomed before his eyes, along with an incomparably pure white palm.
The next moment, he lost feeling in his chest.
The worm looked at Ye Nanxiao with a face full of surprise. Its brain quickly told it that its body had been attacked, but it could no longer control its body.
Two more golden lights flashed before my eyes, and two screams rang in my ears.
The worm recognized the screams of its two underlings and turned its head sharply. Its two underlings were turning to ashes.
"you!"
"You bug-playing bastard, I'd like to ask you a damn thing for me." Ye Nanxiao withdrew his hand and coldly stared at the fallen worm.
The worm's throat twitched repeatedly. He felt his throat was very dry, and it was as if his blood and qi had stopped circulating. He couldn't even mobilize his soul power.
"You are not a flying fish!" the celestial worm uttered with all its might, then died with its eyes wide open, turning into an ice sculpture.
The two puppets suddenly collapsed, their once robust bodies instantly flattening out, as if only bones and skin remained.
Without the support of a large number of insects, the puppet reverted to a lifeless corpse.
"The puppet has dispersed, that scum is dead." Ye Guyi sheathed her holy sword.
The frozen flower bloomed on Ye Nanxiao's neck, and a mysterious aura enveloped the two of them.
Ye Guyi felt the chaos in her mind vanish, and a cool sensation swept through her brain, making her feel extremely refreshed.
Looking down at Ye Nanxiao, who was squatting on the ground dealing with the remains of the evil soul master, Ye Guyi pursed her lips, thinking, "Just how many secrets does this guy hold?"
As Ye Nanxiao unleashed the Emperor's Palm at close range, Ye Guyi felt an immense surge of soul power, like a raging storm.
After delivering the complete "crushing bones and turning to ashes" service to the three evil soul masters, Ye Nanxiao filled the two puppets with ice, allowing them to continue standing at the door, thus delaying the inevitable for at least half a minute.
After closing the soul-guiding door, Ye Nanxiao examined the warehouse in front of him.
The shelves were filled with densely packed metal ores, piles of gold soul coins in the corner, all sorts of strange and "pleasing" plants, and bones engraved with bizarre patterns.
"Don't the evil soul masters in this base have any storage soul tools? Are they all just piled up on the ground?" Ye Guyi frowned and moved away from the shelf piled with bones.
"Dragons like to pile up gold and jewels in their lair so they can sleep more comfortably on them." Ye Nanxiao casually wandered around a few shelves before finally arriving at the shelf piled high with bones.
Judging from the Holy Spirit Church's nature, these bones are most likely not ornaments, but rather harmful objects to the world.
The patterns carved on the bone looked familiar to Ye Nanxiao, as they seemed similar to the patterns on the altar of a branch of an evil soul master he had previously taken down.
What was the purpose of that altar again?
"Xue'er, do you still remember?" Ye Nanxiao asked.
"That altar can transmit a stream of energy and then summon some kind of being, just like summoning a powerful projection of a being to descend!" Snow Empress replied.
Ye Nanxiao accidentally brought the Holy Spirit Flag to the altar, almost summoning some great terror.
"These bones are the materials for building a large summoning array?" Ye Nanxiao took out a brand new wrench and gently tapped one of the bones.
The expected knocking sound did not come; instead, the sound of a ghost weeping softly rang out, and the wrench was corroded and melted away.
The skeleton, emitting the cries of ghosts, corroded Ye Nanxiao's wrench in the blink of an eye.
Ye Nanxiao threw the entire wrench onto the bone, and the remaining part of the wrench melted away almost instantly.
"What a dangerous thing!" Ye Nanxiao felt a wave of fear. Sure enough, you can't mess with the stuff from the Holy Spirit Cult.
Only after the wrench was completely melted away did the wailing of the ghost attached to the bone disappear.
"These are evil things. There are a lot of vengeful spirits on these bones. They are filled with terrifying resentment," Ye Guyi explained as she walked over, forcing herself to endure the discomfort.
"My holy sword can destroy these evil creatures." Ye Guyi turned to look at Ye Nanxiao, waiting for the latter's command.
Ye Nanxiao thought for a moment, then bent down to inspect the shelf. Sure enough, he found an alarm device under the shelf. The wrench had corroded and vaporized, which was why the alarm hadn't been triggered.
Ye Nanxiao shook his head slightly at Ye Guyi and then checked the other shelves one by one. They all had alarm devices, but the gold soul coins and rare metal ores that were casually thrown on the ground did not have alarm devices. Perhaps there were too many of them, or perhaps these things were not as important as the Holy Spirit Cult's things in their eyes.
Ye Nanxiao squatted in front of the pile of rare metal ores, his eyes wide, quickly scanning each ore, blinking more than ten times a second, like a dog snapping photos of entertainment news.
"Don't look at that. That pile of stuff is tainted with evil energy. If you take it, be careful that the evil energy doesn't invade your body and you'll lose your life," Ye Guyi said, glancing at it before walking towards the exit.
Ye Nanxiao sighed; the treasure was right in front of him.
Can the holy light of Ye Guyi be purified?
Seeing that Ye Guyi had walked a distance away, Ye Nanxiao felt that he should not cause any more trouble and should leave as soon as possible.
There wasn't a single evil spirit master left in the 200-meter-long passage. It seemed that the three evil spirit masters from the Heavenly Worm were just guarding the warehouse and the exit gate on the side.
Ye Guyi took a deep breath of fresh air, tilted her head back slightly, and let the evening breeze caress her face, trying to blow away the unhappiness in her heart.
Today's events are shattering Ye Guyi's worldview.
Ye Nanxiao took out two flying soul tools and handed one to Ye Guyi.
Ye Guyi glanced at Ye Nanxiao, then turned her back to him, saying, "Give me a hand."
The fox immediately pricked up its ears and twitched its nose twice; it seemed that an opportunity had been presented to it.
However, Ye Guyi was in a bad mood, so Ye Fox obediently placed the flying soul tool on Ye Guyi's back.
We returned to the small village in silence.
As soon as Ye Guyi landed, she drew her holy sword and charged into the village.
Ye Nanxiao had no choice but to hurry up and catch up, otherwise that damn village chief would be cremated tonight.
An elderly man with a full head of white hair sat quietly at the entrance of the village, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand and leisurely fanning himself.
Ye Guyi glanced at the old man and then stopped.
She didn't remember the old man living in the village.
Ye Nanxiao also stopped, his gaze falling on the silver-haired old man. His intuition told him that the old man was extremely dangerous.
The warning from his martial spirit caused Ye Nanxiao to automatically enter a defensive state, his eyes flashing with blue light.
The world before them was magnified and clear, except for the silver-haired old man, whose body was surrounded by a dragon-shaped aura.
"Bone Robe, come back," Ye Nanxiao said solemnly.
Ye Guyi stepped back behind Ye Nanxiao, raising the holy sword in her hand.
"Little girl, this sword in your hand is quite extraordinary." The silver-haired old man opened his eyes and looked at the holy sword in Ye Guyi's hand. He could feel the mysterious power contained in the sword.
Looking at the ruddy-faced old man before him, Ye Nanxiao raised his hand in a gesture of respect and asked, "May I ask where you come from, sir? And why are you waiting for us here?"
In the middle of the night, Ye Nanxiao didn't believe the old man was there to wait for someone to play chess.
"Young man, I see you have good bones and a good martial spirit. You're quite to my liking. Why don't you consider becoming my disciple?" the silver-haired old man said.
"No, please continue sitting. We're in a hurry to go back and make a midnight snack." Ye Nanxiao wrapped Ye Guyi with his soul power, and her nine tails were taut and straight.
The silver-haired old man slowly stood up, his eyes fully open.
At this moment, Ye Nanxiao and Ye Guyi seemed to see a giant awakening.
"That guy Moon told me you have a lot of talent, and now it seems that the old man was telling me the truth, which is rare for him!" The silver-haired old man stood up and patted his black clothes.
"I was hoping to finally get Mu En to owe me a favor, but now it seems I don't really want that favor anymore. I want you!" The silver-haired old man took a step forward, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.
A dragon's roar resounded at that moment.
"I am Long Xiaoyao."
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