TEMBMBIWB Chapter 14
by VolareOn the other side.
White Deer Immortal, also known as Tan Zhui, pinched the transmission bell and called out twice, but still received no response.
His brow furrowed tightly; he could no longer wait.
“I will go in and investigate personally.”
Yue Shanglan was startled, “Ah Zhui, your eyes…”
Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng also said, “White Deer Immortal, you have an old ailment. Let someone else go.”
Tan Zhui took out a golden jade medicine bottle and swallowed a few pills, coldly saying, “I will go in myself.”
He no longer had the patience to wait for the heavenly soldiers inside to reply; he would go in himself.
Yue Shanglan also wanted to go with him, but he had to watch over these children’s soul stars and could not leave. He could only watch as the moon-like figure disappeared at the entrance.
These soul stars could not leave his sight, or if they were tangled or touched, these children’s souls would never return.
He looked around. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust these elders from the immortal sects, but what if someone was interfering?
Even now, the secret realm was already in chaos, and wasn’t it all happening right under the noses of these immortal sects in the Nine Heavens?
Moreover, Tan Zhui giving him this task was a sign of trust. He absolutely could not act impulsively.
Yue Shanglan’s expression became serious, his eyes almost unblinking.
…
Tan Zhui had already entered the secret realm, arriving at the place where these children had disappeared.
His gaze darkened. “It’s the aura of the Xiu Luo Clan.”
The Xiu Luo Clan was a race from beyond the three realms, distinct from the gods, demons, and human races.
They were usually tall and robust. Both males and females were very sturdy, and in earlier years, they were even as tall as buildings.
The souls of the Xiu Luo Clan were very unstable and emotionally volatile, usually bloodthirsty and prone to rage.
This also led to other races disliking the Xiu Luo Clan.
Moreover, the Xiu Luo Clan was fond of debauchery and would often abduct the goddesses of the Nine Heavens indiscriminately.
This led to widespread resentment. The three realms joined forces to annihilate the Xiu Luo Clan in one fell swoop, leaving no survivors.
It was the largest and most ruthless extermination war in history.
At that time, Tan Zhui was still a commanding general, having played a main role.
Therefore, these events were likely the work of remnants of the Xiu Luo Clan.
Tan Zhui’s heart sank, a little worried about his beloved disciple.
He followed the aura of the Xiu Luo Clan into a black hole. The elders of the immortal sects who followed behind were startled and had no time to stop him.
Just then, a cloud of black qi appeared before the White Deer Immortal.
A voice came from within it.
“White Deer Immortal, it’s been a long time. I didn’t expect we would meet again after ten thousand years.”
The voice was chaotic, buried in the black qi.
But he quickly recognized the familiar feeling; it was the voice of the Xiu Luo Clan general from the great war ten thousand years ago.
He had thought he had died under his sword back then, but who would have thought he would be surviving in such a state?
Tan Zhui was not polite; he drew his divine weapon, the Long Hate Whip, from his waist.
The dark-colored whip extended in the air, emitting a sharp blade-like sound.
The next second, it struck the black qi.
“Hahahaha… White Deer Immortal is so angry, let me think, that little pink and tender boy, he’s your beloved disciple, isn’t he?——”
Tan Zhui gritted his teeth: “What do you want?”
“I don’t want anything, I just want our White Deer Immortal to experience my pain—”
The next second, the black qi transformed back into chaos and flew away.
Tan Zhui knew it was a ploy to lure him deeper, but he still followed.
He waved the Long Hate Whip in his hand, dispersing the black qi before him, then quickly tore open the crack it had left.
A figure bathed in moonlight dove in.
By the time the group of immortal sect elders rushed over, they had once again missed him.
The elders: “…”
…
Sui Chunsheng felt a wave of dizziness until a sharp pain came from his neck.
A voice was calling him.
“Hey, wake up, wake up…”
Sui Chunsheng slowly opened his eyes. His limbs were numb from being bound, almost losing all feeling.
Behind him, someone seemed to be hiding, pressed against the vines, anxiously calling to him.
Sui Chunsheng’s mind slowly cleared, and he recognized the voice.
It was the long-missing senior brother of the Hundred Phoenix Sect, the Immortal Lord Pei Lan, Si Feng.
A broken tree branch was pressed against his neck, the rough edges already breaking his skin. It was this pain that had awakened him.
Si Feng sensed that he was awake, his anxious tone laced with a hint of cheer.
“You’re finally awake. That thing is about to wake up. Do you have a way to get out?” Si Feng said.
Sui Chunsheng looked down at the vines on his body. As he moved, they began to tighten slowly, as if preparing to crush his body.
He heard a steady breathing sound, almost against his ear.
It seemed to be the aura emitted by the vines.
It was sleeping.
Si Feng sensed the change, “Of all these people, it only woke you up. Don’t move yet, let me try…”
His first half of the sentence seemed to carry a bit of resentment; the second half was a serious reminder.
Next, Sui Chunsheng felt Si Feng spread something on the vines before slowly cutting them open with his sword.
His movements were very gentle, and the sounds he made were no louder than the low breathing beside him, as if afraid of waking the sleeping monster.
Sui Chunsheng felt two of the vines around him break, and his arms and shoulders were finally relieved.
The intense soreness fully awakened his senses.
Si Feng’s cutting movements also grew faster and faster, as if the long process had exhausted his patience.
The remaining vines seemed to stir a bit and gradually tightened. Sui Chunsheng’s hands were free, so he reached out and summoned the Tansue Sword, cutting a gash in the vines around his legs, then lightly leaped out.
But the next second, Si Feng pressed down on his shoulder. The two of them huddled together, quietly in a nearby bush.
Sui Chunsheng held the clear mind technique, seeing the surrounding situation through the dense fog.
On the entire open space, the cut vines seemed to be re-healing, and most of the people were lying on the ground, their hands and feet bound again.
Sui Chunsheng lowered his eyes and looked at the hand Si Feng had placed on him. His hands were already worn and almost bloody.
Clearly, helping him cut the vines was not the first time, he must have tried it on everyone before.
But discovering that these people had completely lost consciousness and could not be woken, even if he helped them escape, they could only run for a while before the vines would come back to their senses and climb on them again.
These unconscious people couldn’t respond at all.
That’s why the voice calling him was so urgent.
It seemed that this Pei Lan little immortal was trying to wake him as a last resort, the final chance.
Sui Chunsheng thought for a moment, just preparing to thank him politely, when Si Feng glared at him fiercely, pressing down harder on him and making a soft “shush” sound.
Sui Chunsheng immediately felt his tension and subconsciously followed his gaze.
Through the branches of the bush, Sui Chunsheng looked toward the trunk of the large tree.
A tearing sound, like someone was tearing flesh and skin.
A crack appeared on the tree trunk, and two withered hands reached out, tearing the trunk apart from the inside.
Then, more arms stretched out.
Something crawled out of the tree trunk.
Sui Chunsheng saw what it looked like. It was a monster with many arms, a head that was large on one side and small on the other, and a long tail.
In short, it was a withered creature that looked like a chimera.
On the rotten peach-like head, there were many eyes.
The protruding eyes almost completely covered his head.
The beehive-like head also had a few hairs that fell randomly on his “face”.
The monster began to gradually approach, first noticing the unconscious people beside the tree trunk.
It was a disciple wearing the Hundred Phoenix Sect immortal robes.
As soon as the creature approached, it leaned in towards the disciple’s mouth and nose, then exhaled.
That’s right, it was breathing.
It was carefully smelling the person in front of it, until it slowly stretched out something from its mouth and gently licked him.
It seemed to let out a strange laugh.
Sui Chunsheng instantly felt chills, as if countless insects had crawled all over him.
He subconsciously looked at Si Feng beside him; his face was very pale, and his eyes were red.
Until the laughter became more urgent, Sui Chunsheng saw the monster stretch out its palm, that withered, twisted thing that could barely be called a “palm”.
It pierced through the disciple’s chest, and pulled out something that was still beating, seemingly contracting repeatedly due to fear.
Sui Chunsheng reacted almost immediately, wanting to leap out, but Si Feng said in his ear, “This thing isn’t a demon, nor is it a monster. It’s a Xiu Luo Clan monster!”
“We have never learned how to kill this thing, nor can we gauge his power. You can’t die… You absolutely cannot die.”
Si Feng held him tightly, tears in his eyes almost about to fall.
Sui Chunsheng sensed the despair of the young man before him.
He didn’t know how he had survived in this deep pit, having finally found a companion, he had tried everything only to pull back a guy he hated.
The hated guy patted him on the shoulder, his voice calm, “I won’t die.”
“None of the others will die.”
As these words fell, Si Feng’s tears followed.
The strength in his hands disappeared instantly.
Sui Chunsheng flew into the air, the Tansue Sword answering the call.
A white blade flashed by, the monster was busy smelling another person and couldn’t react in time.
The frost trace directly slashed towards him.
The monster frantically raised its arm, and it was chopped off.
The monster howled in pain. Next, a move of Tanxue Flying Flowers Falling Rain, completely shredding the dense, tangled, vine-like arms into pieces.
The awakening pills within the sword’s inner universe melted like snow with the frost marks, scattering on everyone.
Everyone opened their eyes at that moment.
“Get up!” Sui Chunsheng shouted.
Zhang Yu reacted the fastest. She grabbed a few junior brothers and sisters with one hand and brought them to a safe area.
Song Weimian also woke up, following closely behind.
Si Feng pulled up the person closest to him, stuffing the medicine from his arms into their hands.
“Go!” Sui Chunsheng was entangled in a fight with the monster, yelling at them to leave first.
Song Weimian: “Leave here first; don’t be a burden!”
Everyone ran in panic, following their senior brothers and sisters towards the path to safety.
…
Tan Zhui, who had just entered the cave forest, met a group of people head-on.
He subconsciously searched for a familiar figure, but found that his beloved disciple was not among them.
Tan Zhui’s expression darkened.
The Heavenly Medicine Sect’s senior sister, Zhang Yu, saw him and quickly said, “White Deer Immortal!”
Tan Zhui stepped forward, checking their condition.
“Are you all alright?”
Zhang Yu shook her head. “We only have minor injuries.”
Yong Lan saw him, and immediately rushed out of the group, throwing himself into his arms.
The young man tightly clutched his moon-colored sleeves, his voice tearful, “We encountered a very tricky monster! The Little Hibiscus Immortal stayed behind to delay it, so we could escape, it must be very dangerous now!”
“White Deer Immortal, you must go save him!”
Tan Zhui’s expression hardened. “Where is he?”
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