newbobooks Chapter 280 The Most Difficult Thing to Take Care of
Chapter 280 The Most Difficult Thing to Take Care of
The sky was dark and the clouds and thunder were rolling.
The handsome young boy was pushed aside by Xue Lan, his large golden eyes showing some surprise.
"Don't you think it's a bit presumptuous of you to ask the Heavenly Dao to shield you from the tribulation?" the boy asked softly, his tone full of disbelief.
Xue Lan smiled and looked at him: "So you're completely useless, aren't you?"
The boy wanted to argue, but his delicate face turned bright red, and he couldn't find the words to refute her no matter how hard he tried.
The Heavenly Dao cannot show favoritism towards the beings in the Yuanming Realm; it seems He truly has no way to do so.
The boy could only speak softly at the end:
"How about I summon another bolt of lightning for you, and you sit here and refine your magical artifact?"
Xue Lan waved her hand: "Stop, now is not the time."
While the two were talking, Xu Qizhou and the others had already arrived. As soon as the young man landed, he looked at the woman in black opposite him.
"Injuried……"
He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence. The young man looked at Xue Lan, whose face was covered in ash and blood, and who faintly reeked of blood. He knew he didn't need to ask any more questions.
"I'm fine, Grandmaster Xuanji has already taken care of it for me." Xue Lan shook her head at Xu Qizhou.
These people in front of me clearly cannot see the Way of Heaven.
The boy beside Xue Lan seemed to know what she was thinking: "I am the Heavenly Dao, not just anyone can look at me!"
Xue Lan nodded knowingly, and the young girl bowed to Master Chen.
"This junior greets Master Chen."
Chen Ruifang glanced at Xue Lan, then at the halo beneath the man's feet, and breathed a sigh of relief.
When he sensed the powerful aura here, he was genuinely afraid that Xue Lan would kill him here.
Fortunately, Xue Lan is alright now, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to Ling Yuanzi when he returns.
Poor Master Chen, even now he still thinks Ling Yuanzi is living a carefree life in the mortal world.
The middle-aged man spoke, his tone authoritative: "Since there's nothing wrong, hurry back to Qingshuitai with Siyin and let Shishi take a look at you."
Unexpectedly, the woman in tattered black clothes shook her head slightly after hearing his words:
"Senior, I'm afraid Xue Lan won't be able to return anytime soon."
Master Chen was puzzled and was about to ask a question when he saw Xue Lan slowly raise her hand and point to the horizon.
The woman's voice was calm: "I also want to be struck by lightning!"
"What! That's your lightning?"
Master Chen jumped up in an instant and grabbed Xue Lan from behind her collar.
Xue Lan was like a helpless chick, held in the hands of the burly middle-aged man, like a string of cured meat swaying in the wind.
"Can you please stop worrying?! Can you?!"
Master Chen shook the person in his hand, wishing he could bite Xue Lan to death on the spot.
"Ling Yuanzi really left me with the most difficult thing to take care of!"
The middle-aged man ultimately failed to kill Xue Lan. Master Chen then took out a set of dazzling array plates from his storage space.
Xue Lan's eyes widened immediately. Under Master Chen's control, the woman reached out her hand, trying to grab the array plate in the man's other hand.
"Not Master Chen, Senior Chen."
"I can take the lightning myself. Don't waste good things for the sake of your disciple!"
Master Chen tapped her hand: "Is it the tribulation lightning for breaking through realms?"
Xue Lan shook her head.
Seeing that Xue Lan had no malevolent aura, Chen Ruifang gently raised his hand and released the array plate in his hand.
The magnificent and complex array plate flew towards the Nascent Soul battlefield ahead.
The forty-eight array flags on it flew to their respective locations with lightning speed, then disappeared after flashing with magical light.
In just a few breaths, everyone saw a huge blue light shield rise up in front of them and slowly close from bottom to top.
Master Chen said in a deep voice, "Return to Qing Shui Tai!"
The blue-robed elder, enclosed within the light barrier, looked at the great formation, then turned to look at Master Chen and the others.
The moment he saw Xue Lan, his eyes were filled with malice.
Xue Lan wanted to respond to him, but since she was being held in someone's hand, she could only put on what she thought was a well-behaved and kind smile.
Xue Tong couldn't help but say, "Stop laughing, it's quite scary."
The old man in blue robes harbored a grudge against Xue Lan, but he also knew that now was not a good time to kill Xue Lan.
There was no other reason than that there were two proper Nascent Soul stage cultivators ahead of them.
Qingyin Daojun stood before her, a whisk in his hand, his expression serene. He didn't seem to be engaged in a life-or-death struggle; rather, he appeared to be admiring lotus blossoms on the water. Behind her stood Xuanji Zhenren, a wine gourd in his hand, his smiling demeanor resembling that of a carefree wandering swordsman.
Only he knew, only the old man in the blue robe knew how terrifying these two people were. They were calm and collected, but in the blink of an eye, every hair on their soft whisk turned into a steel needle, carrying terrifying spiritual power and mobilizing the earth elemental power of this world.
With one strike, a layer of his protective gear will be broken.
The wine gourd in the man in green robes contained extremely yin and cold wine, which transformed into an illusory scene at Xuanji Zhenren's feet.
Within this illusory scene, the demonic energy emanating from the blue-robed elder was gradually absorbed by the cyan gourd.
Like the river that flowed southward from the Yuan and Ming dynasties, it will never return.
These two are really too troublesome! The old man kept thinking to himself.
If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm, forcing him to suppress his cultivation, he would have surely reduced these two to ashes.
However, given the current situation, retreating is the best course of action.
Thinking of this, the old man transformed into a streak of blood-red light and flew towards the top of the still-open formation, his speed as fast as a swift lightning bolt.
Just as he was about to break out of the formation, a bolt of black lightning suddenly fell from the sky.
"what!"
With a shrill scream, the lightning, like a black whip, lashed the blue-robed elder back into the formation.
Xue Lan, who had already been grabbed by the collar and sent flying a long way by Master Chen, exclaimed, "Ah?!"
Then she saw the huge cloud vortex that had been rushing towards her with great momentum stop directly above the blue magic circle, and streaks of black lightning seemed to have found their target and poured down from the top of the still-open magic circle.
Only then did Xue Lan see the secrets within the great formation.
Unbeknownst to them, the array flags that had been planted in various positions suddenly began to move on their own the instant the blue-robed elder touched the top of the array. The top six array flags drew out his aura, pulling out all the demonic energy that had been perfectly concealed on his body.
Even though the Heavenly Thunder of the Yuanming Realm was held hostage by the plot, deep down it still disliked the Demon Race more than Xue Lan.
Seeing such pure demonic energy in the mortal realm, how could any heavenly lightning resist striking it?
Xue Tong sighed inwardly, "Putting aside personal grudges and uniting against external enemies, I love it!"
With such a massive formation, under the onslaught of heavenly lightning, nothing would be left.
Chen Ruifang snorted coldly, "What are you looking at? You and your master could never afford to pay for this in your entire lives."
Xue Lan: It hurts so much, I feel so helpless.
The woman looked at the Heavenly Dao floating beside her:
"So useless."
The Heavenly Dao remained silent. The young boy transformed into a golden ray of light and vanished before Xue Lan's eyes.
"Now that He has left, there should be nothing more to do here," Xue Tong transmitted to Xue Lan.
"Do you think they can keep Tingnu?"
Xue Lan was being held by the collar by Chen Ruifang, limiting her neck movement, but she still managed to shake her head.
"Xuan, Tingnu's true form is a type of twin demonic beast from the Nine Heavens Demon Realm. As long as the other one does not die, the demonic soul will be immortal."
After saying this, Xue Lan chuckled softly again: "It's just a matter of being struck by heavenly lightning, suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and besieged by Nascent Soul cultivators."
"Xiao Tong, we can look forward to top-tier magic cores!"