Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 129 (Literary Creation Only)

With this slash of the knife, not only did Huang Sanniang fall down completely, but Wei Xi also fell to the ground.

Wei Xi reached out to pull out the sickle, only to find that there were a few grains of wheat stuck to the wound on his palm.

Only then did she realize that Huang Sanniang had piled the wheat in a hole in the ground, and she must have been lying on top of it to cover it.

Lian Gouyue ran over to help her, "The talisman has been used. I guess Qin Feng will be here soon."

The two men finally stood up and looked at the fallen Huang Sanniang, sighing.

Lian Gouqie felt sorry that a good person had turned into this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

Wei Xi was left with the answer, and some of his doubts remained unanswered.

There was no point in thinking too much. Wei Xi walked around Huang Sanniang's body and got an idea of the size of the coffin.

Then Wei Xi turned his attention to the wheat piled up in the cave.

Wei Xi used a dagger to dig a few times and found that there was nothing strange about it. It was just wheat planted on the mountain and on the hillside.

Unfortunately, I will probably never know why Huang Sanniang is so obsessed with these wheats.

"Let Zheng Xing move the wheat later," Lian Gouyu also came over. "We helped him solve such a big problem, so he should contribute some effort."

Wei Xi had no objection. It was not her turn to move it anyway, and she didn't even care who ate it.

As the two were talking, Qin Feng came in with a sword in his hand. He took a quick look and found that the two were fine. He then went to look at the body lying on the ground.

Perhaps because he had read Huang Sanniang's memories, Qin Feng felt a mixture of emotions. After striking a few more swords, he said, "Misfortune favors the unfortunate. Go back and ask the elders to take a look. If there's nothing to harm, we'll collect the body and bury it."

After saying that, Qin Feng called out, and Zheng and Qian came in.

Zheng Xing saw traces of a fierce battle in the cave, and also saw the parasitic corpses that were no longer human-like, and his face turned pale.

There was no hope of abundant money and grain, and the two groups were so scared that they almost ran away.

"I rushed over as soon as I saw the black smoke coming out of the Tracing Talisman," Qin Feng ignored the two fellow disciples who were obviously traumatized. "Where are you two injured?"

The wounds on the two men were quite obvious. Now that the fighters had arrived, the tension in his mind relaxed, and he briefly checked the wounds on his body.

Bruising and bleeding were minor issues; the pain was where the two people were burned by the butterflies.

Lian Gouqie exaggerated the description of the butterflies and made them sound magical, which made Qin Feng frown.

At this time, Qian Liangfeng moved over, tugged at Wei Xi's clothes, and whispered, "Wei Xi, come and take a look. Why do I feel like that thing is still moving?"

Wei Xi knew the seriousness of the situation and went to check it out immediately.

Damn, that thing is still moving.

I had already finished off the enemy, but it was still able to move.

Looking at the trembling fingertips, Wei Xi almost cursed out loud.

The rest of the people were also stunned. After all, there was such a big gash on the back facing the heart. What kind of divine creature could survive such a fatal injury!
Qin Feng speculated: "She lost her bear skin and was stabbed seven inches. Does she still have the life of a butterfly?"

Wei Xi grabbed the sickle with some remaining spiritual power and was about to attack: I don’t care how many lives it has, I’ll kill it while it’s still weak.

Qin Feng stopped her and advised Wei Xi, facing her puzzled look, "Let's take a look first. What if she wakes up?"

Lian Gouqie looked at Qin Feng in surprise, as if he had seen this person for the first time: When did Qin Feng become so kind-hearted?

Wei Xi, however, had more or less figured out Qin Feng's thoughts: the bubble carrying memories made Qin Feng feel involved.

That's why Wei Xi didn't say what was in her heart: What would happen if she woke up? In her current state, she was just at the mercy of others.

Wei Xi put down the sickle he had raised and warned, "Qin Feng, she's no longer Huang Sanniang in this state. If we really start fighting, show no mercy."

Qin Feng nodded solemnly, "My sword is fast enough."

Zheng Xing disagreed and stood up to take action.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xi and Lian Gouqie each gave him a glare, forcing him to swallow the words in his mouth.

Changes occurred on the body of Huang Sanniang lying on the ground. The scales could be seen falling off and the blood clots gradually burst open.

The five people holding weapons and ready to attack at any time watched as the mixture of scales and blood scabs fell off her body.

Before the mixture had completely fallen off, Huang Sanniang's wheat-colored skin swelled up, as if someone was blowing air between her flesh, making her bloated.

The first one who couldn't hold on was Zheng Xing. He turned his head, bent over and vomited.

Stimulated by his retching, Qian Liangfeng couldn't help but lean against the wall and prepare to vomit. Wei Xi's brows were twisted like a knot. The scene before her reminded her of the white pupae in the secret realm.

Thinking of this, Wei Xi suddenly realized that maybe she was about to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly?

Wei Xi had a vague guess in his mind: Could it be possible that she could really have a brief moment of clarity?

But Wei Xi did not relax at all. After all, Huang Sanniang alone was not to be feared. Her weakness was what made people most wary.

"Stand back," Wei Xi warned, "be careful of any weapons that might come out of her body."

Lian Gouqie couldn't wait to retreat, pulling his two backers with him.

As Wei Xi expected, Huang Sanniang's body swelled up to the shape of a pupa.

Then it cracked open little by little, revealing the person lying inside.

Qin Feng ran over immediately.

After looking around and finding nothing unusual, Wei Xi followed.

This was also the first time Wei Xi saw Huang Sanniang in human form.

The people of Northern Xinjiang have resolute facial features, while the people of Southern River have delicate facial features. However, at a young age, there are already worry lines between their eyebrows.

This is better than a face made of butterfly wings.

"...What's wrong with her? Should she take action or not?" Lian Gouqie asked Wei Xi in a low voice, hoping that she could make a decision.

Wei Xi shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first."

First, it is really hard to take action against Huang Sanniang in human form, and second, one has to take Qin Feng's feelings into consideration.

Lian Gouyue stretched his neck to take a look and whispered, "Just a reminder, I've used up all my spiritual energy today. If I don't do it now, it will be very difficult for me to stab it later."

Huang Sanniang suddenly opened her eyes, and the sharp-eyed Wei Xi saw that there was no white in her eyes.

Oops! Wei Xi looked at Huang Sanniang's raised hand and immediately tried to stop her.

Concern made him confused. Qin Feng was a martial artist, and with a slight mistake, Huang Sanniang's hand slipped away.

As Wei Xi got closer, he heard Huang Sanniang's weak voice, "Kill... kill me... please..."

Wei Xi was stunned. She had lived hard for the past eleven years and never expected that someone would seek death.

Qin Feng also suspected that she had misheard. She held Huang Sanniang's head and asked, "...What did you say?"

"She asked you to kill her..." Qian Liangfeng whispered.

"Please... kill me..." Faint lines gradually appeared on Huang Sanniang's face. "Now... there's still time..."

"Miss Huang," Qin Feng came back to his senses and comforted her, "We attacked you earlier because you were blinded. Now that you've woken up, we'll take you to the sect for help..."

Tears welled up in Huang Sanniang's eyes. "...It's useless...The parasitic effect...There's nothing I can do..."

"Please... let me go... help me..."

Lian Gouqie suppressed his pity and advised, "If all the wrinkles on her face were to show up, I'm afraid there would be another fight..."

These words gradually disappeared into the air, and only Huang Sanniang's pleading voice remained in the cave.

Qian Liangfeng, the most timid one, somehow found the strength to run out of the cave, saying, "I'll go find the elders for help."

Wei Xi still maintained his rationality: Huang Sanniang was indeed pitiful, but the defects on her body were still hidden dangers. She herself said it was too late, and she was afraid that if she really waited for the lines to fully emerge, another fierce fight would ensue.

The wounds on her body proved that she didn't know that butterflies have a weak spot and can be pricked by people.

Besides, Wei Xi didn't have a close relationship with this person, so if she really had to speak, she would choose to respect him.

Huang Sanniang was still begging Qin Feng, "...I'm sorry...it's...coming out...hurry up..."

Qin Feng froze there, watching strange patterns crawling all over Huang Sanniang's not-so-healthy face.

"...Let me do it," Zheng Xing said with a pale face, "I'll do it."

　All the owed words have been made up, and this matter of Maizi will be over soon!
　　Huang Sanniang was a poor person. She had something called "Buqi" in her body, and was tortured for five or six years, living like a ghost, so the first thing she did when she regained consciousness was to seek death.

　　Wei Xi was quite indifferent. If she hadn't considered Qin Feng, she would have probably taken action after hesitating for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)