Chapter 390: Chapter 23 Jiang the Witch Discusses Heroes of the World
The Flying Asura chewed up the red petals in its hand, then ate some white petals, wondering why the little child hadn’t made a move yet.
Even with the Purple Mansion secret medicine right in front of them, they could remain so composed?
After finishing a Bipan flower, it patted its palms and stood up.
Though the Bipan flower had the effect of complementing the flesh, it was utterly useless for a zombie like itself; at most, it was just the taste.
Of course, if the little child really consumed the red petals, died with their Divine Soul completely lost, that would be the best outcome.
By then, all it would have to do was to kill the girl next to it and retrieve the Hiltless Locust Wood Sword.
If its actions were discovered, it could always claim ignorance about the special properties of the Bipan flower.
But since the opponent didn’t know the Bipan flower was a Purple Mansion secret medicine, it was unlikely they knew that the red petals were poisonous and only the white petals were edible.
Besides, I ate it right in front of you. Can you really tell that something’s amiss?
As it was pondering this, it saw Wei Dongliu tear off a white petal and place it in his mouth.
Jiang the Witch quietly gazed at him from the side.
These white petals, although not poisonous, still contained a small amount of impure energy from growing in the underworld.
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But for a Chaotic Demon Body, that’s almost as good as none.
Once the petal entered the Qi Sea, it was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples after ripples.
The waves resonated with the body, and soon Wei Dongliu felt an indescribable transformation occurring within.
He couldn’t quite express it, but it seemed to be some sort of quiet and significant sublimation.
After the transformation ended, Wei Dongliu finally stood up and said,
“Just eat one white petal; there’s no need for more.”
“Okay.” Since it was an order from the red-haired, heavy-pupiled Wei Demon Lord, Jiang the Witch naturally complied smoothly and tore off a white petal to eat, not touching any of the other petals.
Flying Asura: ………
This human child’s luck is too good, isn’t it!
Randomly choosing one out of two and just happening to pick the non-toxic white petal to eat and then immediately starting to refine it, realizing it could maximize their Cultivation Level, they promptly stopped consuming more. With such caution, they narrowly avoided the poisonous red petals…
Wait, could it really be such a coincidence?
Upon further thought, if this person was truly cautious, shouldn’t they have refrained from hastily consuming the Bipan flower, letting the girl try it for poison first?
Since he dared to eat it directly and chose to consume only one petal, maybe he knew all along that the red petals were poisonous!
Thinking this and recalling the previous speculation that “the human form was just a disguise, and the Abi Devil Lord was the real body,” the Flying Asura felt as if it had been struck hard, its greenish-black lips trembling.
Could it be, could it be! Could it be…
A sense of ineffable defeat took over the Flying Asura’s body, almost driving it to abandon everything and turn to run away immediately.
Continuing this battle of wits with the old monster, thinking one is cleverly scheming, only to realize that all one’s thoughts have been seen through by the opponent, used for their amusement.
This feeling was just too hopeless!
The Flying Asura began to let its imagination run wild. Although Wei Dongliu was unaware of its thoughts, he chuckled to himself when he saw the Synchronization Value skyrocketing.
This zombie dog actually has some uses, not as worthless as I first thought.
Jiang the Witch was silently refining the power of the medicine beside him, her heart also leaping with joy.
During the last encounter within the Mirror Lake Divine Palace in the Southern Border, she had already taken the Golden Nectar and Jade Liquid. Now after consuming the flower from the other shore and adding the Cultivation boost from the Purple Mansion’s Secret Medicine, she has accrued a total of one hundred and twenty years.
Only eighty years away from the High-Grade Golden Core! It’s safe to say I’m in an absolutely worry-free zone now.
Fanging around with this Wei the Demon Lord was definitely the right choice! Where else would other cultivators find the Mirror Lake Divine Palace or the Netherworld Rift?
She was feeling quite pleased with herself when she saw the Flying Asura slowly stand up and move towards the pit where the vine monster had died, digging up some stones from underneath.
“To report to my master, these are the Yin Soul Stones that master wanted,” it said with a fawning smile, presenting the treasure.
“Oh?” Wei Dongliu raised his eyebrows, arrogantly saying, “It just so happens.”
“It’s not a coincidence,” the Flying Asura replied cautiously. “Yin Soul Stones usually grow deep underground in ancient battlefields, where the yin energy is heavy and soul spirits gather.”
“And this field of flowers from the other shore near the River of Forgetfulness is not too different from those ancient battlefields. Ordinary lost souls who don’t have strong enough souls to cross the Naihe Bridge can only wander by the River of Forgetfulness, eventually dying here — providing the perfect breeding ground for the condensation of Yin Soul Stones.”
“Hmm.” Wei Dongliu pocketed the Yin Soul Stones and snickered internally.
He knew why the Flying Asura was being so proactive: firstly, it suspected its scheme had been seen through, and secondly, it likely indulged in some kind of fantasy about his identity… The rapid increase in the Synchronization Value confirmed this.
Such attentiveness and sincerity now were clearly meant to atone for its earlier wrongdoings!
He chose not to expose its thoughts, showing an arrogant smile instead, and then turned to say:
“Daoist Sister Jiang, since we have accomplished our goal here, and the Netherworld is not a place to linger, shall we head back?”
“Okay,” Jiang the Witch replied with a charming smile.
Picking up fifty years of Refining Mansion Cultivation, what objections could she have? Besides, knowing the dangers beyond the Naihe Bridge only increased dramatically, retreating now was indeed the best decision.
So, everyone turned back the way they had come, passing through the gates of the ghost town once more, and Jiang the Witch was heard complimenting with a laugh:
“Brother Wei, it’s lucky you didn’t join the Orthodox Sect, or else we really would have been suppressed and beaten by the Three Pure Ones.”
“Why belittle yourself, Daoist Sister Jiang?” Wei Dongliu laughed heartily. “You, along with Brother Wen, Brother Long, and Brother Gu from the Six Paths Sects, are all extraordinary figures among your peers. Why so overly concerned about those Orthodox Sect cultivators?”
“I’m flattered by your high regard, Brother Wei,” Jiang the Witch said with a wry smile. “Though we may be prominent in our respective Sects, compared to those freakish geniuses from the righteous path like Qiu Changtian, the Chief Disciple of Kunlun, and An Zhisu who cuts grass on Mount Shushan, we can hardly hold a candle to their innate talent and potential.”
“Even during our last encounter at the White Bone Divine Palace, if it were not for you holding the front, Wen Yang and I together might not have been able to stand against Qiu Changtian’s might.”
Wei Dongliu remained silent on the surface but sneered inwardly.
Sorry, although there are many twisted geniuses, several of them are backed by me…
“There are so many talented individuals in the world!” Jiang the Witch sighed then resumed her cheerful demeanor. “If I hadn’t been fortunate enough to follow in your footsteps, I would likely have never had the chance to reach this level and would have been spared the self-pity I feel now.”
“You’re being too hard on yourself, Daoist Sister Jiang,” Wei Dongliu said casually.
“Speaking of being hard on oneself, I’ve heard that the Phoenix Immortal of Kunlun, Xu Yinglian, was originally an extremely strong-willed character,” Jiang the Witch said with a chuckle. “She competed with Qiu Changtian for decades but eventually gave in and became Daoist companions with her senior brother, showing that a woman’s feelings can be fickle and change based on circumstance.”
“Brother Wei, if you judge people based on fixed impressions, there might come a time when you’ll find yourself at a disadvantage.”