The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 932 - 511: Rain (Part 2)

Yes, a few figures of varying sizes appeared in the sky ahead, and she knew that someone was planning to fight to the death.

The Black Feathered Eagle beneath her let out a sharp cry, struggling to throw them off. However, her strength was overwhelming, restraining the Devouring Demon Vine as a rein in her hand, almost strangling it with a single pull. She stomped heavily on the back of the Black Eagle, almost dislocating its internal organs, then coldly said: "Who is the mastermind? Confess, and I’ll spare your life!"

The Black Eagle let out a mournful wail, spitting out human words: "It’s useless, the Sect Leader wouldn’t spare me either..."

Impatiently, she tugged the reins and said: "I said you can live, so you can. Now, tell me that name!"

That Black Eagle was still hesitating, Ning Xiaoxian sneered: "If you don’t say it, you’ll die now. I’ll just grab someone else and ask, and I’ll still find out."

Hearing this, the Black Eagle finally spoke: "I-it’s Boss Crocodile."

She tugged the reins: "Very good. Now fly us out of the encirclement in the sky, just charge forward and leave everything else to me." She had detected the enemy’s encirclement early, had flown out of the ambush zone first, so the enemy had no choice but to send bird demons to chase. They were already seven to eight hundred meters in the air, the demons on the ground couldn’t reach with their Divine Skills, she only needed to break through the obstruction of a few demons ahead.

If she were riding on Qi Zai, it wouldn’t be an issue. If her feet were on the ground, these bird demons wouldn’t be able to get to her. But now she was in the air, her footing unstable, far less agile than the others. "Eagles soar across the sky, fish swim in shallow water" - was that not true? The sky is naturally the domain of birds. Moreover, she was holding someone in her arms.

The Black Eagle also had a gambler’s disposition, having been driven to the sky in the first place. Since he had fallen into Ning Xiaoxian’s hands, not listening to her commands would mean death on the spot. No matter if what she said about sparing him afterward was true or not, getting out of the encirclement was crucial for now, surviving even for a moment was worth it.

Those shadows in the distant sky were getting closer by the second. Ning Xiaoxian looked down at Huangfuming and smiled: "Close your eyes if you’re scared. I will ensure your safety." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Huangfuming, however, widened his eyes: "Are you kidding? How could I miss something like this?" Seeing her draw her weapon, wary of obstructing the agility of her hands, he had already let go of her arm. At this moment, the Black Eagle suddenly flew sideways, causing Huangfuming’s body to shake, instinctively hugging her waist.

Her waist was slender, yet it did not convey a sense of fragility about to break. Huangfuming felt like he was holding a delicate bamboo, flexible, upright, and calm. No matter how the Black Eagle twirled and moved, she could always stand stably on the bird’s back without a hint of wobble, which was very reassuring to him.

He took a couple of deep breaths, once again smelling the faint fragrance from her. Ning Xiaoxian seemed oblivious, her eyes fixed only on a few ever-closer and larger black shadows. Among them, the two largest were even bigger than the Black Eagle beneath their feet.

From her right sleeve, the tip of a black sword emerged, like nothing in the pitch-black night.

Simply put, this was still her territory. As long as she endured a few dozen breaths, the reinforcements from the Hidden Guard would arrive continuously. These mindless fools were on the road to their own doom!

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Elder Liu Yunfeng of the Chaoyun Sect felt restless tonight. When he returned to his room and saw Huangfuming’s note, that vague feeling of unease resurfaced. The note contained only a few words: "Elder, I’ve gone out to visit a friend, will be back late, don’t worry!"

There was no signature, but he knew who would write such a careless note. What kind of madness had this guy fallen into? What kind of place was the Hidden Stream, allowing him to run around recklessly? He was just a little cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm; wouldn’t he just be swallowed whole by some demon creature if he got lost in the forest? They wouldn’t even find his body. Remembering the special instructions from the Sect Leader and who this guy’s father was, Liu Yunfeng felt a pang in his heart and his hands trembled. Fortunately, before he went completely mad with worry, a disciple informed him unequivocally that Lin Wei from the Hidden Stream had accompanied Junior Brother Huangfu out.

Lin Wei was the Guardian of this forest, as well as the Hidden Stream’s doorman. With Lin Wei accompanying him, Huangfuming’s safety should be somewhat assured. With this thought, he felt a bit relieved.

However, damn it, Elder Liu waited anxiously all night, and that troublemaker still hadn’t returned by midnight. Midnight! What friend is there to "visit" in the Hidden Stream? He’s been here less than two days! Given his privileged attitude, Liu thought he would shave off his well-maintained mustache if the kid managed to make friends in such a short time!

In his state of frantic anxiety, a commotion outside the VIP room brought a bit of relief, so much so that he dashed out without care for appearances, just to hear someone say: "Junior Brother Huangfu has returned." Immediately, he felt greatly reassured.

However, the sight of Huangfuming was not reassuring, soaked to the skin, his expensive fox fur plastered against him, looking like a drenched rat from the pounding of rain, snow, and ice hail. Every time Liu saw this guy until now, wasn’t he always impeccably dressed, looking down arrogantly from above, never having been seen so disheveled before? The one who sent him back was a large blue bird, which, after setting him down, swiftly returned along its path, evidently with more urgent duties.

A shriek came from the VIP room, followed by Jin Manyan’s pale face as she rushed out and threw herself onto Huangfuming, asking joyfully: "Brother Huangfu, where have you been?" Just as she was about to lead him indoors, she glanced down and suddenly exclaimed, "You’re hurt!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) and vote with recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)