Quick Wear Beauty

The stone walls of the dark room were damp and chilly, and Li Guang squinted as he looked around.

This place resembles a prison converted from an abandoned mine. Chains gleaming with a dark light are nailed to the stone walls, and black runes are wrapped around the chains—these are "Spirit-Locking Curses," which can suppress the flow of a cultivator's spiritual power.

There were more than a dozen people lying around her, men and women, the highest of whom was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. One of them was a cultivator in a sky-blue robe next to the stone pillar diagonally opposite her.

He was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, his dark hair falling down, covering half of his face, but unable to conceal his elegant and refined temperament.

This person doesn't look like an unknown nobody from Xuan Yan City.

Even a lowly cultivator like her at the third level of Qi Refining wouldn't warrant being tied up by the demonic cultivators; they simply took her storage bag.

However, that was just a disguise for her when she was traveling; it was full of useless things, so it didn't matter.

The two disciples of Qingyunzi and the cultivator in the sky-blue robe were all chained up. Such differential treatment must have a reason. Were they hated? Or were they feared?

The female nun struggled desperately, trying to break free of the chains.

“Don’t waste your energy,” a weak voice came from the corner. It was a middle-aged cultivator in a gray robe. “These chains are covered in ‘bone-corroding powder,’ and the more we move, the tighter they get. We can’t use our spiritual power; we can’t escape.”

The female cultivator stopped struggling and shouted even more loudly, cursing the demonic cultivators outside.

When Li Guang "fainted" just now, she made preparations beforehand. She can still use her spiritual power, but it is not suitable for her to act now.

She observed the situation in the dark room; it was clearly a blood sacrifice array set up by a demonic cultivator, stinking and bloody, unbearable to behold.

Who is this male cultivator who is so calm despite being chained up?

Seemingly sensing her gaze, the male cultivator slowly opened his eyes, nodded in acknowledgment when his gaze fell upon her, and then closed his eyes again.

The others who woke up didn't speak, only the female cultivator was shouting for her to go, saying that her master wouldn't forgive these demonic cultivators.

Unfortunately, the demonic cultivators outside are rampant and clearly unafraid of Qingyunzi.

Li Guang pondered in her mind. Qing Yunzi was a Golden Core cultivator. These demonic cultivators had captured his personal disciple and were able to act without any scruples, which meant they had obviously made preparations in advance.

Just then, the iron door to the dark room clanged open, and a black-clad demonic cultivator in the late Golden Core stage walked in carrying a blood gourd, followed by two Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators, one at the second level of Foundation Establishment and the other at the third level. One of them was the one who had captured Li Guang.

Without saying a word, the demonic cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment stabbed the female cultivator with his demonic weapon, causing her to cry out in pain. Her senior brother cursed the demonic cultivator even more angrily.

"Shut up, that old bastard Qingyunzi has been raising some useless trash, which will serve as food for me."

With a wave of his hand, the demonic cultivator at the Golden Core stage caused Qingyunzi's male disciple to vomit blood, and the two senior and junior siblings fell silent.

Li Guang lowered her head, cowered, and pretended to be afraid.

With their spiritual energy sealed, most cultivators remained calm and observed the situation without provoking the demonic cultivators.

"Hehehe, a few more fresh blood delicacies have been added, now we have a complete collection." The demonic cultivator poured the liquid from the blood gourd into the groove on the stone platform. The moment the eerie green flames rose, his gaze swept over the male cultivator by the stone pillar.

"Su Muyan, the genius of Qingxuan Sect? You're quite loyal, letting your junior brothers and sisters escape while you stayed behind to fight back."

What a pity, you're going to become nourishment for my blood sacrifice array.

After today, I will be able to touch the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage. At that time, both the Qingxuan Sect and the Qingyun Sect will be nourishment for me, hahahahahaha.

Su Muyan remained unfazed: "The Blood Sacrifice Array harms both the user and others. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution? Do you really think it can succeed?"

"Divine retribution?" The demonic cultivator laughed wildly. "Once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage using this formation, even the heavens will have to give way to me!" As he spoke, he suddenly pointed at Su Muyan. "The spiritual power of the Qingxuan Sect cultivators is pure and most suitable for stabilizing the formation's core! Push him up."

Li Guang lowered her head, pondering when would be the best time to act, and whether any of these people could be of help to her.

With a late-stage Golden Core cultivator and two Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators, her strength was still formidable. She did indeed have many powerful items in her space, but there were too many people here, so it wasn't suitable to use them indiscriminately.

This guy named Su Muyan, since he can still remain calm, must have some tricks up his sleeve.

And what about Qingyunzi's two disciples? Weren't they supposed to have Qingyunzi's magic weapon? It must be of some use, right? But if it were really useful, they wouldn't have been captured and brought here. We probably can't count on that magic weapon.

Just as the demonic cultivator was about to step forward and grab Su Muyan, the female cultivator who had just been stabbed spoke up.

"Wait!"