Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 65: Bone Whip Shatters the Moon, Borrowing a Knife to Drink Blood (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

The cold moon hung in the sky, and the atmosphere in the front hall of the Mo residence was solemn.

The tall and imposing Left True Venerable of the White Bone Sect had changed his attire, wearing a cloak and a bamboo hat, just like a wandering swordsman who had come to visit.

However, at this moment, all the servants of the Mo family in the front hall seemed to be frozen in place, their bones stiff and their muscles rigid, unable to move, and each of them had a look of fear on their faces.

"Ah—no, don't kill me! I'll tell you everything, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything."

Mo Quancai had never seen such a terrifying sight before. He knew he had offended a very important person. At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, his crotch was wet, and he was making gurgling noises in his throat.

Zuo Zhenzun's eyes flashed with a strange light. Suddenly, a bone whip emerged from his sleeve, wrapped around Mo Quancai's neck, and slowly lifted it up, saying in a sinister tone.

"Don't worry, this is the capital of Xuan Kingdom after all. Even if I wanted to go on a killing spree, I would have to restrain myself."

You lot have made it so hard for me to find you. You sold a batch of wine several times, and it took me three days to finally find your place.

"Tell me, where are the map showing where the wine was buried, and where is that batch of wine?"

As the bone whip tightened with a crack, Mo Quancai's face turned purple, and he hissed out a few words: "Bury...bury the wine map? I...I don't know."

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Zhenzun's expression suddenly changed. In the instant he quickly withdrew his white bone whip, the whip's spiritual light surged, and it flew like a white dragon to block his side.

With a loud bang, the house window shattered, and a huge iron claw, growing larger with the wind, slammed down on the white bone whip that whirled like a white dragon, producing a loud bang like metal clashing.

Instantly, a surge of energy swept through the area, blasting everyone around away and causing them to faint on the spot.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist!?"

Zuo Zhenzun was both shocked and furious. He hadn't wanted to use his magic weapon in the imperial city in such a high-profile way, but he ended up being ambushed by the cultivators.

He immediately sensed something was wrong. In the instant his black robe fluttered, he quickly retreated, his hand already touching a talisman.

But in that instant, a black shadow, moving with lightning speed, suddenly attacked, heading straight for his forehead.

"Hey!"

With a roar, Zuo Zhenzun's talisman suddenly burst into a pale white flame, tearing through the night like a shriek from a vengeful ghost, heading straight for the elusive aura behind him!
His body surged with spiritual energy, and his bone whip instantly twisted into a shield, blocking in front of him.

“Crack!”

With a loud bang, the bone shield was pierced through by the hard black shadow as easily as paper!
Zuo Zhenzun's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hastily turned his head to the side.

"Pfft!"

Blood mist exploded! His left ear, along with half of his skull, was torn apart, blood splattered, and excruciating pain overwhelmed his senses!
"what--"

The bone sword formed from the talisman was like a vengeful ghost, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and it stabbed straight at the faintly visible figure under the eaves!
The pale, ghostly light resembled a ghostly claw under the moon, exuding a chilling murderous intent.

Zhao Wuji was forced to reveal himself abruptly, and his needle-crossing movement technique was like a fish wagging its tail, retreating three zhang in an instant.

However, the bone sword was like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, its pale trajectory relentlessly pursuing and refusing to let go!
"They have some tricks up their sleeves!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the sobering stone, under the control of the Pill Manipulation Technique, transformed into a bolt of blue lightning, piercing through the air and returning.

"clang!!"

The blue light struck first, and the bone sword shattered instantly!
Who are you?!

Zuo Zhenzun's face was covered in blood, and a piercing shriek burst from his throat. His withered palm made a hand seal in the air, and evil energy surged.

Zhao Wuji felt a sudden alarm on his mind, and instantly activated his Qi-sealing technique by forming a hand seal.

"Boom!"

His body armor seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer, and the ripples quickly stabilized as it twisted, but it managed to stay still!

In that split second of hesitation, Zuo Zhenzun's black robe billowed, and he soared up like a night owl. With his sleeves fluttering, he suddenly rose three zhang into the air and disappeared into the night outside the wall in the blink of an eye.

"Trying to escape!?"

Zhao Wuji's cold eyes flashed like lightning, and his hand gestures changed again, causing the sobering stone to transform into a bolt of lightning and shoot out!

A muffled groan came from a distant alley. The dark figure staggered for a moment, but then sped towards the city gate at an even greater speed.

At that very moment, a surge of spiritual energy was detected from the vicinity of the Imperial Observatory not far away, and was observed by those who sought to locate the energy.

"The Imperial Observatory reacted very quickly."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, then smiled and gave up the idea of ​​pursuing. "That saves me the trouble."

The plan is complete—why bother doing it yourself when you can use someone else to do the dirty work?

He glanced at the ground.

The bone talisman fragments gleamed with a pale, faint light under the moonlight, causing the Yin-Yang Beads to stir.

He immediately crouched down slightly, and with a flick of his palm, more than ten strands of yin and yang energy emerged from the bone talisman and flowed into the yin-yang bead.

Fortunately, the hunt tonight resulted in a significant loss of prey that was relentlessly pursuing us, so it wasn't a wasted effort.

Zhao Wuji re-entered the room and saw several servants of the Mo family shed their flesh as if they were molting, turning into bare white bones that shattered on the floor with a 'crack' and collapsed into pools of blood. "What a vicious spell."

His pupils contracted slightly as he recalled the way Zuo Zhenzun had used his magic remotely. If it weren't for the protection of the Qi-restricting technique, he might have been in danger as well.

Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief after glancing at Mo Quancai, who was unharmed.

Zuo Zhenzun found Mo Quancai far too quickly.

He thought this person would go into the city to inquire for a while, so he could take advantage of his covert position to make arrangements and observe from the shadows.

Unexpectedly, the other party went directly to the Mo residence.

At this moment, the experts from the Imperial Observatory are about to arrive.

Zhao Wuji did not linger; his figure flickered and vanished into the night like ink into water.

He has already mastered the art of transforming and converting qi.

After his aura changed, even ordinary immortal techniques were unable to overcome the confusion and tracking effect of the guiding technique.

Once the cultivators from the Imperial Observatory find this place, they will undoubtedly immediately pursue the Left True Venerable of the White Bone Sect.

The opponent has already been severely injured by him and is unlikely to escape far.

Zhao Wuji quickly returned to his official residence, removed the mask from his face, and his aura had already returned to normal. He then used a guiding technique to dispel the external aura.

He changed into a physician's robe and leaped onto the roof of his house.

There was no hand seals or spells to create spiritual waves; the power was simply gathered in the eyes, and the spiritual senses were used to observe the distant scenery.

He vaguely saw two figures rising and falling like kites on invisible threads, skimming over low buildings and disappearing into the darkness.

Suddenly, another dark figure appeared, enveloped in spiritual light, moving at incredible speed, and landed in the Mo residence in an instant.

"Flying on a flying device? Is that the legendary Yu Linzi who oversees the royal family?"

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes and observed for a moment.

Then the light rose up again, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, and quickly flew out of the city.

He felt a little relieved.

It seems that the Left True Venerable of the White Bone Sect is in grave danger this time. Even if he escapes, he will not dare to come back to the capital for a while.

After some time, he joined the Linglang Cave Heaven, where he was able to learn more techniques. With the right magical artifacts, he naturally had no need to fear such evil cultivators.

"My fighting skills are still lacking. Although I injured that Zuo Zhenzun, if I had talismans or were skilled in aerial ambush techniques, I could have killed him in a short time."

Zhao Wuji mentally reviewed the battle just now, his eyes sharp as blades.

The path of cultivation is fraught with struggle at every step; the more skill one employs, the greater the chance of survival.

He flipped and leaped off the roof ridge, landing lightly as he stepped into the alchemy room under the moonlight.

They found that Xiaoyue, the young apprentice, was grinding Poria cocos with her head down, her black hair hanging down slightly, and her forehead beaded with sweat.

"It's getting late, we can work on it again tomorrow," he said with a gentle smile.

"Oh!" Xiaoyue's shoulders trembled. She turned around and saw Zhao Wuji leaning against the door. She patted her chest and scolded, "Why do you walk like a cat, sir? You scared me to death!"

She put down the medicine grinder, bowed slightly, and asked curiously, "Sir, the Imperial Observatory has been recruiting immortals for several days now. Aren't you always devoted to the path of immortality? Why don't you go and give it a try?"

"I've been very busy with my clinic lately," Zhao Wuji said with a slight smile. "I'll go and take a look tomorrow."

He did not mention the matter of Hua Fengzhu's recruitment. Whether he was directly included in the list of immortals or if there was another arrangement, it all depends on how that ice beauty makes her move.

He was quite disappointed that he wouldn't be able to administer acupuncture to the peak master for some time to come, as it delayed the accumulation of yin energy.

"I should take advantage of these few days to improve my ingestion technique. Then I can turn poison into treasure and even eating poisonous things can be very nourishing, which may increase my cultivation level."

He pondered for a moment, then helped Xiaoyue put away the medicinal powder before entering the cultivation room and drinking two qian of Golden Goblet Wine to aid his cultivation.

He now has less than two catties of the Golden Goblet Wine left, and his cultivation level has reached the third level of Qi Induction (8/100).

Even if he drank all two catties of Golden Goblet Wine, he would still find it difficult to break through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

I only tasted it briefly each day.

Yesterday he had already tried drinking other ordinary spirits and then using a decanter to sober up. Although it could enhance his spiritual strength, it was not as good as the Golden Goblet Wine.

Therefore, we should keep these two catties of wine if possible.

After cultivating all night, Zhao Wuji condensed two streams of spiritual energy, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

After taking a fasting pill, he stored all his spiritual power into the Yin-Yang Pearl, changed into casual clothes, and went out.

Taking advantage of the bright daylight, they went to the Imperial Observatory to observe the recruitment of immortal beings and also to inquire about the impact caused by the Mo residence yesterday.
(End of this chapter)