Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Dazzling sword light sliced ​​through the air, and Nong Jin, like an arrow from a bow, tried to break through the encirclement of the men in black. But every step forward came at a heavy price. The men in black were fearless and their moves were deadly, forcing Nong Jin to turn around and defend himself.

"Yu'er!" Nong Jin's eyes were bloodshot as he watched Yan Yue and Zidiao being pulled by the suction force, but he was powerless to do anything.

Yan Yue felt like a fallen leaf in a gust of wind, drifting involuntarily toward the all-consuming black vortex. The sable trembled in her arms, its tiny claws clutching her clothes tightly as it whimpered.

The black magic weapon's suction continued to grow, and Yan Yue could even feel her spiritual power being slowly drained away. The shadow of death loomed over her, and memories of her past life flooded back like a tide. Despair, fear, unwillingness... all these emotions intertwined, nearly swallowing her up.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her mind. She remembered seeing a similar magical weapon in a tattered ancient book in her previous life. This magical weapon, called the "Soul Devourer," drew its energy from the essence of living beings. Its core weakness was its fear of the purifying power of the "Purifying Spirit Pearl."

The Pure Spirit Pearl! Yan Yue was delighted. She quickly searched in her storage bag and finally found the pearl emitting a faint white light in an inconspicuous corner.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Yue threw the Spirit Purifying Pearl with all his might towards the Soul Devouring Magical Treasure. The pearl drew a graceful arc, leaving a white trail in the air, and accurately struck the core of the magic weapon.

"Om-"

With a low hum, the Soul Devouring Magical Treasure vibrated violently. The madly spinning black vortex instantly stopped, its suction vanishing. Yan Yue and Zidiao's bodies fell heavily to the ground, surviving the catastrophe.

The surrounding black-clad men, including the black-robed man controlling the magic weapon, were stunned. They stared at the scene in disbelief, their faces filled with shock and confusion. A soul-devouring magic weapon could actually be broken by a tiny bead?

"What's going on?" the black-robed man muttered to himself, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

At the same time, the white light emanating from the Spirit Purifying Pearl grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping the Soul Devouring Magical Weapon. Illuminated by the white light, the black magicalarm emitted a sizzling sound, as if being purified by some force.

The sable, held in Yan Yue's arms, suddenly let out a joyful cry. Its fur shimmered with a purple glow, its already soft fur becoming even fluffier, and its size grew slightly larger. A powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from it. Under the purifying power of the Pure Spirit Pearl, it had unexpectedly broken through its bottleneck and advanced!

Yan Yue happily touched Zidane's head and looked up at Nong Jin. At this moment, Nong Jin had broken through the encirclement of the men in black and was running towards her.

The black-robed man's face turned pale when he saw this scene. He realized that his carefully planned plan had completely failed.

"Damn it!" he roared...

Seeing his Soul Devouring Magical Treasure broken, the black-robed man's face turned pale, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. He had never imagined that his meticulously crafted magical weapon could be broken by a tiny bead! In rage and shame, he let out a sharp howl, and the remaining men in black immediately understood his intention and launched a desperate final attack.

Instantly, a variety of powerful spells rained down upon Yan Yue, Nong Jin, and Zidiao. Fireballs, ice cones, wind blades... the myriad spells intertwined into a web of death, enveloping the three.

Nong Jin once again protected Yan Yue behind him. His tall figure was like a towering mountain, blocking all attacks for her. The long sword in his hand danced like the wind, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, shattering the attacking spells one by one.

"Yuer, don't be afraid, I'm here." Nong Jin's voice was steady and powerful, carrying a reassuring power.

Yan Yue hugged Nong Jin from behind, feeling his strong body. She knew that Nong Jin would protect her no matter what. This unconditional trust made her feel extremely at ease and made their relationship even more indestructible. The fear and despair of her previous life disappeared in this moment, leaving only a deep attachment to Nong Jin.

"Brother Jin, be careful." Yan Yue's voice trembled a little, but she did not retreat. Instead, she hugged Nong Jin tightly and faced the crisis with him.

Nong Jin's swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce. He was like a god of war, standing firm amidst the raging storm of magic. His eyes were firm, without a trace of fear, only an endless killing intent towards his enemies.

At this moment, the sable held in Yan Yue's arms suddenly glowed brightly, and a powerful spiritual energy emanated from it. It had begun to evolve! Its body grew at a visible rate, its once soft fur becoming even shinier, and its fluffy tail becoming thicker and more powerful. A powerful pressure emanated from it, causing the surrounding black-clad men to feel a palpitation.

The evolved sable let out a sharp roar. No longer the timid cub it had been before, it was now a powerful spirit beast! It charged directly at its enemies, lightning-fast. Its sharp claws swung, shattering an enemy's magical weapon in one bite, and then using its spiritual power to send several foes flying.

"Roar--"

The sable's roar was deafening, announcing its transformation. It charged through the enemy horde, unstoppable, like a flash of purple lightning, completely disrupting the enemy's formation.

The black-robed man looked at this scene, his expression becoming even uglier. He hadn't expected a small pet to unleash such powerful strength. He gritted his teeth, and a black dagger appeared in his hand...

The light surrounding the sable cub grew increasingly dazzling, like a small, rising sun. Within the soft glow, its tiny body rapidly expanded, its fluffy fur gleaming with a dazzling sheen as if coated in gold dust. Its eyes, once slightly timid, were now filled with awe. A powerful surge of spiritual energy, centered around the sable, spread outward, seemingly shaking the very air.

The evolved sable was no longer the frail young cub hiding in Yan Yue's arms. Its size had doubled, its limbs were stronger, and its fluffy tail had become thicker and more powerful, with a faint sound of thunder and wind as it swung. It let out a crisp cry, a sound full of strength and confidence.

Like a flash of purple lightning, it instantly charged into the enemy formation. Its sharp claws swung, slicing through the air like blades, easily tearing through the enemy's defenses. With a single bite, it shattered an enemy's magical weapon, causing it to wail and shatter into countless fragments. Then, with a flick of its tail, a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted, sending several enemies flying. They fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood and losing their fighting ability.

Nong Jin, of course, was no match for him. He swung his sword even more fiercely, his sword energy surging like silver dragons dancing through the air, forcing the remaining enemies into retreat. His limbs were nimble, like a cheetah, weaving through the enemy lines. Each strike was clean and efficient, without any hesitation.

The black-robed man watched his carefully trained men fall one after another, his face livid, his eyes gleaming with madness. He knew the situation was hopeless, and his heart was filled with resentment and resentment.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly let out a shrill laugh, his body began to swell, emitting a heart-pounding aura of destruction.

"Want to escape? Bury yourself with me!" The man in black roared, his body swelling bigger and bigger, as if he would explode at any time.

Blow up!

This is an extremely dangerous spell in the world of immortal cultivation. The caster will burn his own life and spiritual power, burst out with huge energy, and die together with the enemy.

Yan Yue and Nong Jin's expressions suddenly changed. They both sensed the destructive aura. The enemy's aura of self-destruction grew stronger, the surrounding space began to distort, and the immense pressure oppressed their nerves. They didn't know how to avoid this disaster at such close range.

The sable let out an anxious cry, as if it also sensed the danger. It used its body to block Yan Yue, its eyes firm and without any intention of retreating.

"Yu'er..." Nong Jin pulled Yan Yue into his arms, his voice low and firm, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand shone brightly...