HLnovel Chapter 397 The Wolf King's Bottom Line is Terrifyingly High
Chapter 397 The Wolf King's Bottom Line is Terrifyingly High
"Fuso!"
The young man in the Taoist robe remained silent upon hearing this, but it was Xue Tong who was the first to exclaim in surprise.
The girl's voice was filled with undisguised fear, and her already immobile body stiffened even more in that instant.
The so-called Half-Immortal Shang in front of him was actually Fusang of the East Sea, one of the few remaining demon lords in the Yuanming Realm.
After Xue Tong finished speaking, the young man in front of her slowly opened his mouth:
"I prefer people to call me Shang Xun rather than Fusang."
Xue Lan sat before her collapsed porcelain vase, her voice laced with sharp sarcasm:
"Having walked in this human world for so long, have you forgotten that you are a demon?"
As if stung by Xue Lan, the young man extended his slender fingers from the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe and gently pressed them against the back of Xue Tong's neck.
"I heard a thousand years ago that Lord Wolf King had a bad temper, and seeing him today, I can confirm that the rumors are true."
After saying this, the young man applied a little more force to his hand.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Xue Tong cried out in pain, feeling something being pulled from the back of her head, accompanied by a throbbing pain.
It wasn't extremely difficult to endure, but it wasn't exactly pleasant either.
Fortunately, the sensation only lasted for a short time. By the time she came to her senses, the young man in the Taoist robe had already retreated a few steps, clutching his left hand. Drops of blood from his fingertips fell to the ground, standing out conspicuously on the blue bricks of Wuci Town.
Xue Tong regained control of her body. Standing in front of her was a young man dressed in a jet-black robe embroidered with gold, holding a long sword shrouded in malevolent energy.
Dan Dao turned his head slightly and ruffled Xue Tong's hair:
"Are you okay?"
With the young man coming to her aid single-handedly, Xue Tong felt a huge weight lifted from her heart. The girl softly spoke to the young man:
"I am fine."
She's fine, just a little tired.
Having been forced back several steps by the single blade, Shang Xun slowly straightened up and raised his hand to look at the wisp of soul energy entwined around his fingertips.
The young man's tone was full of schadenfreude:
"Lord Wolf is so stingy, it's just..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he sensed an aura even sharper than the previous flash of light approaching from behind. It contained a chilling, icy aura that sent shivers down his spine.
The young man tried to dodge, but it was too late.
The sword light formed from soul power arrived together with the power of ice, severing his left hand.
The stiff left hand seemed to have its fingertips frozen in an instant, and it made a loud, crisp sound when it hit the ground.
At the same time, Xue Tong saw Shang Xun not far in front of her clutching his chest with a ferocious expression.
A blue, icy aura, like a small snake, snaked through his body, and wherever it passed, the young man's body began to slowly crack.
It was like parched land that hadn't seen rain in a long time.
"Xue Lan...you..."
Shang Xun clutched his chest, the emerald spiritual power at his fingertips intertwining with the icy blue aura, facing the breathtaking cold.
It's just a spirit kept by my side.
He actually carried a wisp of Xue Lan's soul with him!
This time, we really suffered a huge loss, losing an avatar in the process.
Xue Tong stared intently at Shang Xun's pained expression, unaware that a wisp of soul power was slowly returning to her body from the severed hand lying on the ground.
Xue Lan slowly loosened her hands from behind her back. The woman's voice reached Shang Xun's ears:
"Senior, are you perhaps too old to know the rules of the demon race in the Yuanming Realm?"
"Blindly trying to control others is not a good habit."
Shang Xun's current external avatar, where his divine consciousness resided, had long been completely destroyed by Xue Lan's sudden and unexpected icy power, and could no longer be reconstructed.
Within moments, it fell to the ground and turned into a pile of light gray powder.
"It was Shang who overstepped his bounds, and he certainly deserved this fate."
A familiar voice came from behind Xue Tong. She turned around and saw the same young man as before slowly walking out of a small alley not far away, holding a green branch in his hand.
The girl was a little scared and quickly hid behind the single-edged sword.
"Don't be afraid, little girl, I won't do anything to you." Shang Xun had a kind smile on his face, which made Xue Tong feel a chill down her spine.
The girl clung tightly to the sword's clothes:
Do you think I'm stupid?
Shang Xun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then exaggeratedly denied it:
"Who said that? I just think you're cute."
Xue Tong had no idea what the ill-intentioned young man in front of her had just done, but Xue Lan knew perfectly well what had happened.
If it weren't for the wisp of his soul that he left inside Xue Tong's body, this person would probably have already extracted all of Xue Tong's soul.
The thought that her painstakingly nurtured little system had almost returned to its original, lifeless state, beyond repair, made Xue Lan's eyes turn cold.
The moment she became displeased, Dan Dao immediately sensed it. His long, black blade, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, slashed towards the young man before him, its killing intent incredibly sharp. This forced the young man to retreat once more.
Xue Lan's icy voice came again:
"Please speak frankly, senior."
The exchange between the two just now was a test of each other.
Shang Xun tested Xue Lan's bottom line and discovered that this Wolf King's bottom line was terrifyingly high.
Don't even touch it.
The young man's tone was filled with deep helplessness:
"I originally had some things I wanted to discuss with Wolf King, but looking at Wolf King's current state, it's best not to say anything."
A faint blue light began to emanate from the young man, growing brighter and brighter.
"If Miss Xiaotong wants to find the Heavenly Pillar, she should go to the Five Porcelain Town five hundred years ago."
Xue Tong knew she was leaving.
The girl suddenly became anxious, momentarily forgetting the pain she had felt when someone choked her by the back of the neck. Just before the young man's body was about to disappear, she spoke:
Where are Xue Lan's eyes?
Shang Xun seemed startled by Xue Tong's question, and the young man tilted his head slightly in the blue light:
"Lord Wolf's eyes?"
The young man suddenly laughed wildly, and the blue light beneath his feet lifted him up in front of Xue Tong as if it were alive.
"You really are..."
The young man couldn't stop laughing, as if he had thought of something extremely happy.
"Well, how should I put it, Miss Xiaotong?"
"Not just anyone can stand on the Great Dao of the Yuanming Realm."
"Instead of asking me where her eyes are, why don't you let Lord Wolf think carefully about where he put those eyes... Hahahahahaha!"
The young man's figure disappeared into the sky with a sharp smile. The people of Wuci Town were completely unaware of the exchange that had just taken place.
Only Xue Tong stood there, feeling a chill run through her body.
The girl's voice trembled slightly:
"Xue Lan...we seem to..."
It seems that no one had ever considered the possibility that Xue Lan might have gouged out her own eyes.
Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief in the illusion of Wuci Town.
The scene of her previous life's journey to Wanyu County flashed through her mind.
Ember followed behind her and said:
"Your demonic body has been damaged, and you will not be able to return."
So that's how it is, these eyes.
The woman gently comforted Xue Tong, "Actually, it's not bad. Once my memory returns, I'll know where it is, won't I?"
Hearing Xue Lan's relaxed voice, Xue Tong was absolutely furious.
"How come I never thought you were the Little Mermaid before?"
"What were you thinking at the time...?"
Perhaps Xue Lan truly experienced something far more painful than she could have imagined in her previous life, causing her to discard all her memories and even sacrifice her own body to come here...
But she is just...
Xue Tong was speechless. The girl pretended that something had gotten into her eye, and while rubbing her eyes, she spoke:
"So what do we do now? Shang Xun said that the Heavenly Pillar needs to be found in the Five Porcelain Town five hundred years ago. How do I get to the Five Porcelain Town five hundred years ago?"
Xue Lan looked at the girl and smiled gently:
"What a coincidence."
"What's a coincidence?"
"I am now in the Five Porcelain Town of five hundred years ago!"
“Okay, since you’re here… wait a minute.” Xue Tong suddenly realized something halfway through her sentence.
"Weren't you participating in the trials at the Craftsmanship Workshop?"
Xue Lan picked up the porcelain blank that had been tilted to one side not long ago and continued to knead it, answering Xue Tong as she kneaded:
"Don't worry, I didn't run away."
"I was simply thrown into a secret realm by the spirit of the Wan Gong Fang."
Xue Lan's lips curled slightly, and she drew out her words:
"And this secret place is the Five Porcelain Town from five hundred years ago."
"Isn't it just a coincidence?" Xue Tong couldn't help but ask.
Is it really possible for something to be delivered to you before you're even sleepy?
The girl's tone still carried a hint of worry.
For some reason, she had a bad feeling:
"What if it's just an illusion? After all, this is the Myriad Crafts Box, which is on par with your Sun-Tracing Mirror."
Xue Lan chuckled softly. The porcelain blank, which had originally resembled a bottle, had been transformed into a piece of clay under her kneading.
Xue Lan used this piece of clay to sculpt two small animals.
A kitten and a tiger cub.
"You still remember what I said?" Xue Lan asked with a smile of relief.
Xue Tong was speechless: "I am a system, Xue Lan. I am a library myself, and I will remember everything the host says."
"There is no more comprehensive database in the world than mine!"
The girl's tone rose slightly, and her eyebrows danced with delight as she appeared quite pleased with herself.
Xue Lan pinched the ears of the kitten in her hands, moistened her fingertips with a little water to smooth out the fingerprints on the clay, and teased:
"You remember every single word I said?"
Yes, I remember every single word you said!
Xue Lan washed her hands in a ceramic jar, then applauded Xue Tong:
"It's really amazing!"
Xue Lan rested her chin on her left hand, gazing at the two small animals in front of her, her lowered eyes making her appear as if she were asleep. However, she was actually answering Xue Tong's earlier question telepathically:
"Regarding the illusion, I've wondered before if it was created out of thin air by the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box."
"But just now, I was certain that it was not a fabricated illusion."
Xue Tong walked a few steps into Wuci Town, sat down at a tea stall, casually ordered a pot of tea, and then asked curiously:
"how do I say this?"
"I spoke to Fusang!" Xue Lan said with a smile.
"I also thought that Five Porcelain Town was an illusion created by the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box, but I couldn't rashly use the power of the demon soul to break it for the sake of the trial..."
"But you just used your demon soul power for me." The girl's urgent words interrupted Xue Lan, followed by a series of questions:
How are things on your end?
Is there something wrong with the illusion?
"Xiao Tong!" Xue Lan called the girl's name, but the girl seemed to be possessed, talking to herself:
Do you want me to come over and help you?
"I have a way to get in..."
"Xue Tong!"
Xue Lan's stern voice pierced Xue Tong's mind like a sharp thorn, instantly waking him up.
The girl slowly looked up from the table and saw the smiling tea stall owner in front of her.
"Miss, your tea."
The girl's face was a little pale, but she still smiled at the tea stall owner:
"Thank you, shop owner."
After the shop owner left, the girl slowly raised her trembling fingers and pressed them against her temples:
"Xue Lan, what's wrong with me?"
Xue Tong's voice trembled slightly; the girl seemed to have discovered something from her earlier obsession.
"Was that from just now, Fusang?"
Xue Lan sighed softly, and the soul power left in Xue Tong's body slowly repaired the girl's soul that had just been torn apart.
"It's fine."
Xue Lan checked herself inside and out several times in the system space, but found no problems.
The screen in front of me displayed four large, chilling characters:
"everything is normal."
Xue Tong softly uttered these four words, then revealed a smile that was even uglier than a smile.
The girl held the cup of tea that the tea stall owner had poured for her, feeling the warmth emanating from the porcelain cup with her fingertips, and remained silent for a long, long time.
Both worlds seemed to be shrouded in a deathly silence.
Looking at the dejected girl, Xue Lan felt as if her own flower had been wilted by someone else.
"Xue Lan, I think I might need some maintenance."
She didn't know when it started, but she began to feel less and less like a system.
Xue Lan raised her hand to cover her eyes, her mind racing as she tried to figure out how to dissuade Xue Tong from this idea.
The inner demon and Xue Lan were of one mind on some matters, and at this moment, the inner demon spoke up with schadenfreude:
"Your flowers are practically withering away until they're just bare stems, why aren't you saying anything, Lord Wolf?"
The Wolf King ignored her, so the woman tentatively spoke to Xue Tong:
"Actually... it's pretty good as it is now."
Xue Tong shook her head, the girl's tone resolute: "I'm probably infected with a virus, I need to reinstall the system."
Xue Lan didn't understand, but she could tell from the words "re-installation" that this was not a good thing!
Xue Lan: "You'd better not..."
Xue Tong tilted her head in confusion: "Why?"
why?
Xue Lan really wanted to explain to Xue Tong, but now was not the time.
Stop Xue Tong from reinstalling! That was the only thought in her mind.
If Xue Tong were to revert to her original form, it would be like Xue Lan turning a newly forged, spirit-enhanced divine weapon into a pile of raw materials.
Don't even dream about it!
Xue Lan cleared her throat: "Let's go later, we have important things to do now."
Xue Tong, now a well-behaved child, immediately asked upon hearing this:
"What's the matter?"
"As I just said, the Five Porcelain Town here is not an illusion, but it may not be the real Five Porcelain Town from five hundred years ago."
"It's not... real..."
Xue Lan waved her hand: "Don't think about it!"
Xue Tong immediately stopped thinking!
“It’s not an illusion, but it could be a fragment captured from spacetime, a projection of a mirror.” Xue Lan took the porcelain butterfly from her waist and engraved the character “Xue” on it.
"Let's verify the specifics!"