HLnovel Chapter 275 Acting Before Killing
Chapter 275 Acting Before Killing
The moment the old man in blue left the cave, Xue Lan, who had been quietly observing the situation within the Frostless Sword Domain, raised her head slightly and looked towards the horizon not far away.
“I knew it,” Xue Lan said softly.
"How could someone so foolish as to venture into such a dangerous place for such an important banquet?"
The woman gave a wry smile, raised the Sun-Tracing Mirror from behind her to in front of her, and clapped her hands together slightly...
"Snap!" The magic seal turned into pieces in Xue Lan's palm. She slowly got up from the stone and heard the bones in her waist make a "crack" sound.
"Looks like I need to temper my body too!" The woman in black smiled.
She looked at the several figures fighting Ji Yan in the Frostless Sword Domain.
Among them, Long Siyin's aura surged, and she even seemed to be breaking free from her shackles.
"Let her kill Ji Yan with her own hands."
Both Dan Dao and Yin Hun received Xue Lan's telepathic message at the same time. The woman's tone was nonchalant, but upon closer listening, it seemed to be full of genuine emotion.
The instant the Sun-Tracing Mirror turned, Xue Lan shoved a sharp knife into Long Siyin's hand.
This true thread of fate cannot be severed by anyone else; only Long Siyin herself can cut it.
Xue Lan smiled, turned around, and took a step toward the horizon.
May you wield your long sword, and after this battle, may your life be free of constraints.
"Xue Tong!" Xue Lan spoke softly. Upon hearing this, the girl fighting below transformed into a streak of light and flew into Xue Lan's sleeve.
"What are you planning to do now?" Xue Tong asked, puzzled.
"Meet an old friend." The woman's eyes were gentle and calm, and with a wave of her hand, a rusty longsword appeared in her hand.
It was the Su Jun Sword.
With a light laugh, the woman's clothes fluttered, and she moved forward several hundred meters with a series of movements, her black clothes disappearing into the darkness.
A moment later, Xue Tong heard the woman speak helplessly:
"What can I do? I'm just destined to be a workaholic."
A hundred miles away, the old man traveling in the void suddenly sensed an aura of an immortal getting closer and closer to him.
"Could it be a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the lower realm of Yuanming? Impossible, everything was fine before." The old man pondered for a moment, then did not move forward.
He came from the Nine Heavens Demon Realm in the upper realm and suppressed part of his cultivation when he came to the lower realm. If he were discovered by the Nascent Soul stage cultivators in the lower realm of Yuanming, things would be very difficult.
It's best to be cautious when you reach the lower realm.
Thinking of this, the old man concealed his aura and disappeared into the void, quietly waiting for the arrival of that aura.
"The Demon God has four favorite lackeys, also known as the Four Priests. The old man I met in the desolate region when I was killing demonic beasts in Luoxia Mountain last time was one of them, but my memory hadn't returned at the time, so I didn't remember him."
"The person we are going to meet this time is one of these four high priests."
Xue Lan used the Void Stepping technique to fly forward, like a jet-black swift. Her loosely tied hair ribbon fell off, and her full head of black hair danced in the wind. Then, starting from the ends of her hair, it was slowly coated with a layer of silver-white.
"He is the high priest under the Demon God, and even in the mortal realm, he possesses at least the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage. What do you want to do?"
Xue Tong, nestled inside the woman's sleeve, was at a loss for words.
She won't listen even if I tell her, so I might as well not say anything.
"I'm definitely not going there to die!" Xue Lan said. "I did some calculations beforehand, and at most, Grandmaster Qingyin and Grandmaster Xuanji will arrive in a quarter of an hour."
"If they save me then, I believe that Grandmaster Xuanji will not let me die."
"And I'm not going to fight, let's... start acting first."
"If you can't keep up the act, then kill them."
Xue Tong: Wolf King is so confident!
She doesn't want to say a word right now.
Xue Lan looked at the silent little system and breathed a sigh of relief.
She could have simply told Xue Tong that the high priest in front of her was probably after her.
But if she said that, she would have to explain to Xue Tong what she had done in the Garan Secret Realm.
Wolf King refused in his heart, but decided to keep it a secret in order to avoid being scolded to death.
With these thoughts in mind, the two arrived at the place where the powerful demonic aura was located.
Xue Lan held the Su Jun Sword in his hand, standing in mid-air, his silver hair flying wildly. He looked more like a demon than an immortal.
The woman's voice was cold and clear: "Senior, do you dare to come out and meet me?"
The old man in blue robes never expected that Xue Lan would be the one he was waiting for. He walked out of the void, his turbid eyes looking at the young woman in front of him and the overwhelming demonic energy on her body.
"You're quite sensible; you probably knew this would happen to you all along, didn't you?" He sneered, his icy gaze slicing through Xue Lan like a knife.
Xue Lan nodded: "Xue Lan has always been quite straightforward in her actions. I've come here today specifically to see you, senior, because I want you to grant me a request."
The old man in the blue robe became interested and was just about to listen carefully to what Xue Lan had to say when he saw the young woman opposite him grin.
"My good friend has some karmic debts to settle ahead, therefore..."
The smile on Xue Lan's face turned into a meaning, and a dark figure emerged from beneath her feet, transforming into a white-haired woman behind her.
"Please, senior, stay here!"
At this point, Jin Guang probably already knew her identity, and Xue Lan knew that her actions back then had thoroughly offended her.
They probably don't mind her using other swords outside anymore.
A gentle breeze stirs the moonlit lake, where reeds float on the water.
The moment Su Junjian's sword domain unfolded, the blue-robed elder saw the white-haired woman who had just appeared behind Xue Lan transform into a white wolf the size of a small mountain, radiating coldness, with each heavy breath exhaling icy air from her nostrils.
He looked into the white wolf's icy blue eyes, and at the colorful ribbons flowing around its body...
"You are...you..." The old man in blue robes seemed to have lost his mind. The moment he saw the huge white wolf, he ran away, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, and he couldn't move an inch.
"This isn't the real Wolf Clan Chief... If it were, I would be dead long ago," he thought to himself.
But even if this isn't the chief of the wolf clan, such a similar aura must belong to that junior whom they value highly.
Xue Tong: "Holy crap..."
Is it because he's so afraid of Xue Lan?
Xue Lan took a few steps forward, her silver hair reflecting the bright moonlight in the sword domain.
"What should I call you now?" Xue Lan asked with a smile in her voice.
"Listen to the slave?"
“Last time, in the face of life and death, I killed two of the four high priests. The two you recently recruited seem to be not very bright.” Xue Lan spoke slowly, just like the high and mighty wolf clan chieftain from a thousand years ago.
He was a ruthless person who single-handedly stormed into the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, forcing the Demon God into a deep sleep.
The demons fear the Demon God, and they will also fear Xue Lan, who is the Demon God's nemesis.
"My affairs in the mortal realm are not for outsiders to know."
Xue Lan's long sword trembled slightly.
"I'll trouble you to leave your magic core here."