My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again - Chapter 91

Chapter 91: No Hurry, Let’s Play with Him

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The boundless sea of blood churned with monstrous waves.

Shebi Shi, or rather the Ancestor of the Blood Sea, stood amidst it, his aura as a Transcendent Phase powerhouse spreading, overwhelming and formidable.

This sea of blood possessed a corrupting power, tainting any mana or magical treasure that touched it.

Mana would become sluggish and distorted, while treasures would erode, their spirit dissipating, losing their luster.

The Ancestor of the Blood Sea stood at one end of the boundless sea, while Lu Xuan emerged on the other.

The two, once within reach, were now worlds apart.

This was the Ancestor’s domain, where the space itself had altered with the emergence of the boundless sea.

The Ancestor raised his hand, unleashing a palm strike that stirred up a thousand-foot blood wave.

The waves cascaded one after another, carrying a filthy aura as they crashed towards Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan stepped forward, raising his hand to point, and the waves exploded into splashes, returning to the sea.

The Ancestor flung his sleeves, and countless tormented souls in the sea wailed, converging into huge demons, rushing towards Lu Xuan at his command.

Their target was Lu Xuan’s brow.

If a cultivator’s soul sea was penetrated by these demons, their mind would be tainted, eventually leading to possession by the tormented souls, turning them into fodder for the Ancestor.

The demons’ shrill cries could harm the souls of cultivators.

However, such attacks had no effect on Lu Xuan. He let out a roar, and the demons exploded before they could even get close, crumbling to dust.

Lu Xuan easily countered the old demon’s two moves, forming a hand seal, and a pale golden lotus seed quietly emerged.

He tossed the seed into the sea of blood, then unfastened the Dao sword from his waist.

As the seed touched the sea, it rapidly grew, the pale golden lotus spreading, beginning to absorb the sea’s power.

The Ancestor sensed something amiss and hurriedly tried to cut off the connection between the sea and the golden lotus.

But these lotuses, like an incurable disease, devoured the boundless sea, multiplying at a frenzied pace.

The Ancestor’s expression changed drastically.

He was used to contaminating others’ mana.

But now, the golden lotuses planted by Lu Xuan were eroding his sea of tormented souls!

The polluted sea was tied to his path. If destroyed, the consequences were unimaginable.

Without hesitation, the Ancestor leaped into the sea, transforming into a towering giant, lunging at Lu Xuan.

Simultaneously, the boundless sea of blood descended, surging towards Abyssal City below.

A massive blood-colored vortex coalesced, like a maw set to devour all living beings below, refining souls and vital essences.

The Ancestor of the Blood Sea’s face showed a ruthless resolve—

To catch the thieves, first catch the king; kill the caster first, then seek a solution!

Lu Xuan’s eyes remained calm, his Dao sword still sheathed in his hand as he casually swung it.

With this one stroke, the boundless sea of blood was cleaved in two.

The towering blood waves exploded, the water evaporating instantly, and the tormented souls perished along with the towering giant, all annihilated by that single slash.

Peace returned to the heavens and earth, and the surroundings quieted down.

The night remained, as if nothing had happened.

Nangong Xuan, standing outside the battle zone, was agape.

Before tonight, her impression of Lu Xuan was still stuck in the memories of the Secret Mystical Realm, where she had been killed by a beast.

But after tonight, she felt she needed to reassess her understanding of this Uncle -Grandmaster.

Watching Lu Xuan in the distance, Nangong Xuan hesitated, unsure whether to approach and greet him.

Then she saw Uncle Grandmaster Lu wave at her.

Nangong Xuan, gathering her courage, ran over.

…Hello, Uncle Grandmaster Lu.”

Nangong Xuan, small in stature, bowed her head, behaving obediently.

This was a task assigned by the Heavenly Lord, and she had to do well.

Lu Xuan nodded slightly, reaching out to pat the young girl’s head.

Nangong Xuan: .

“I know about your situation,” Lu Xuan said, standing with his hands behind him, speaking leisurely.

“Someone has asked me to take care of a junior.”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xuan’s heart tightened.

The “someone” Lu Xuan referred to must be the Heavenly Lord.

Clearly, the Lord had contacted master Lu Xuan’s master.

Then, using unfathomable means, informed Lu Xuan, who was in the Archean Eon Realm.

Although disciples of the Longevity Palace considered themselves “students” of the Heavenly Lord,

This title was akin to “students of the Imperial Academy”.

No one truly believed they were the Emperor’s direct disciples.

But Uncle Grandmaster Lu was the official disciple of the Heavenly Lord’s “old friend.

Nangong Xuan thought of the Heavenly Lord, then of His “old friend,” and then of calling Lu Xuan Uncle Grandmaster…

Sheesh, her seniority seemed to have skyrocketed suddenly. Nangong Xuan’s eyes brightened, filled with admiration.

“Uncle Grandmaster Lu.”

Nangong Xuan, looking around the empty surroundings, expressed her concern, “Could Shebi Shi… the Ancestor of the Blood Sea, a grand figure of the demonic path in the Northern Plains, cunning and resourceful, have escaped?” Even disciples of great sects carry talismans to escape death.

Nangong Xuan felt that a demonic sect leader like this wouldn’t have just one life.

Lu Xuan smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, let’s toy with him.”

Nangong Xuan:

But Uncle Grandmaster Lu had no intention of explaining, and she didn’t dare to ask further.

In the meantime, Cheng Lingzhu emerged from the inn, her movements light as she approached Lu Xuan’s side.

Seeing this, Nangong Xuan immediately stepped back, bowing respectfully, “Junior greets Aunt Grandmaster Cheng.”

Cheng Lingzhu:

This title wasn’t incorrect…

But it did sound quite old.

Not sure how to respond, Cheng Lingzhu pondered for a moment and then reached out to pat the young girl’s head.

Nangong Xuan: .

But she dared not move, letting Aunt Grandmaster Cheng pat her head.

After a few breaths, Lu Xuan turned and looked westward.

In that direction, several miles away from Abyssal City, lay a massive mountain range named the Abyssal Mountains.

The mountains, running north to south, weren’t particularly tall, but were shrouded in mist all year round.

“The time has come,” Lu Xuan said.

As his voice fell, the ground trembled, and the periphery of the Abyssal Mountains lit up, tinting the enveloping mist with a faint golden hue.

Nangong Xuan immediately understood.

Heavenly signs – This was the omen of the emergence of the Demon Emperor

City.

“Look there,” Lu Xuan pointed.

Following his direction, Cheng Lingzhu and Nangong Xuan looked up.

Within a few miles’ distance, everything was visible to the eyes of Golden Core cultivators.

The two women saw, amidst a pile of rocks and weeds, a tiny blood figurine, the size of a coin, slowly moving.

“This demon has committed numerous atrocities, harming countless innocents. To slay him with a single sword strike would be too lenient,” Lu Xuan said, his eyes cold.

“If Ah Chen were here, he’d probably complain that I let this guy off too easily.” To do so much evil and still expect a peaceful death was wishful thinking..