Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

"It's alright now." Zhou Yun wiped away his tears with one hand, then reached out and picked him up, moving away from Fang Zhuxi.

Everyone stood in front of Gongyi Xiao and the others, treating Fang Zhuxi as if she were a public enemy.

Fang Zhuxi was caught off guard by this sudden attack, but he was no weakling and quickly repelled Zhou Yun's spirit sword.

Confused, he asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Given his cultivation level, he clearly hadn't noticed these people's presence just now. So there's only one possibility: they had just entered and witnessed him about to kill Gongyi Xiao.

Fang Zhuxi tried to brush it off, thinking he could always find another opportunity next time.

Wenren Yu shattered his illusions.

Just as Fang Zhuxi was stunned, Wenren Yu raised his hand and snatched the image stone from his hand.

He stored the image stone in his system space to prevent it from being stolen if he put it in his spatial ring.

"Does Fellow Daoist Fang know that he wants to kill Sect Master Gongyi's son?" The half-smile on his face clearly indicated that he had overheard much of what had just happened.

Fang Zhuxi regretted saying so much, but quickly composed herself, showing no intention of running away.

"Fang Zhuxi, I never expected you to be such a person who betrays your master and ancestors and harms your fellow disciples."

The disciples of Qingyang Sect naturally sided with Gongyi Xiao. Fang Zhuxi's cultivation was indeed above theirs, but the strongest person in the entire cultivation continent was Gongyi Mo. Only a fool would stand against Gongyi Mo.

Fang Zhuxi, who was about to kill Gongyi Xiao, was practically making an enemy of the entire Qingyang Sect.

Even those who were usually afraid of death stood before Gongyi Xiao and drew their magical weapons towards Fang Zhuxi.

"Why waste so much breath on him? Let's kill him together and rid the sect of a menace."

They attacked together. Their strength was all at the Nascent Soul stage. One of them could not defeat Fang Zhuxi alone, but it was a different story when several of them attacked together.

All of them were thinking about replacing Fang Zhuxi's former position in the sect. On the other hand, they wanted to kill Fang Zhuxi to gain merit in front of Gongyi Xiao, and when they returned to Qingyang Sect, they would definitely be able to obtain Gongyi Mo's reward.

Therefore, he showed no mercy when chasing the stream above, and every move he made was a killing move.

Fang Zhuxi remained motionless until the sharp blade released by the magical artifact struck his face, at which point Fang Zhuxi smiled.

The overwhelming pressure rendered everyone present unable to move. The leading Qingyang Sect disciples suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, their eyes bloodshot as if they were about to explode at any moment.

A tremendous fear spread from the depths of their hearts, and someone managed to utter a few words with difficulty.

"You, you are not at the Nascent Soul stage."

Fang Zhuxi's cold eyes revealed a satisfied smile, and his expression was playful: "Who told you that I am a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

He looked at Wenren Yu and his group with regret and said in a cold tone, "I was thinking of sparing your lives, but since you're so ungrateful, then you can all die."

He conjured a vine out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, the vine transformed into a bronze-colored longsword. The longsword was first aimed at Wenren Yu, who was still standing in place but whose expression had become cold and stern.

"You can't kill us."

Wenren Yu glanced at Gongyi Xiao, and compared to the others, his expression was relatively calm.

“If we die and you are the only one who gets out, my parents will never let you go.”

These words sounded like a threat, but everyone present could see that Fang Zhuxi didn't care at all, and his cultivation level was quite strange.

No one could tell his current cultivation level, and Fang Zhuxi burst out laughing.

"Wenren Yu, who do you think you are? Let me tell you the truth, in the entire cultivation world, no one is my match. I can do whatever I want."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the Qingyang Sect disciples who had been immobilized by him exploded with a bang. With a gust of wind, the blood mist in the air was completely blown away.

Everyone present fell completely silent, and even Wenren Yu, whose hands were behind his back, involuntarily tightened.

He sent a telepathic message to Chixing: "Xingxing, find a way to leave later."

The little red star snake rubbed its head against Wenren Yu's wrist, its golden eyes flashing.

When Fang Zhuxi looked at Wenren Yu earlier, it was as if he were looking at a dead man; his eyes were full of pleasure, as if he were showing him great mercy.

"If you destroy your dantian, I will spare your life."

These words stunned everyone present. Wenren Yu sneered, "I'm very curious, what are you doing here on the mainland?"

He guessed that this person was from outside the cultivation continent, or had already ascended to immortality and returned for some reason.

"You really like Gongyi Mo?"

Wenren Yu seemed curious about the matter, but in reality, he was buying time for Chixing to escape.

Wenren Yu tapped the snake's head with his index finger, but the snake showed no sign of leaving. Wenren Yu grew anxious.

"Star, hurry up."

Akahoshi: "Ayu, I can beat him, we don't need to leave."

Wenren Yu's lowered eyes lit up: "Really? Xingxing, don't force yourself. His cultivation is unfathomable. He has probably already surpassed the Tribulation Transcending stage."

Chi Xing told the truth: "Yes, he is an oleander flower spirit, currently at the level of a loose immortal."

The term "Sanxian" refers to the cultivation level achieved after transcending tribulations and ascending to immortality.

Wenren Yu was shocked. He never expected that Fang Zhuxi had been hiding his cultivation all along, just for Gongyi Mo.

Fang Zhuxi snorted coldly: "What do you know? Only I can take Gongyi Mo away from here. Gongyi Xiao is just a burden to him."

"If I had cultivated with him earlier, our cultivation levels would have been higher long ago. At that time, if I wanted the entire continent to disappear, it would only be a matter of snapping my fingers."

He stared at Wenren Yu and the others, who were still standing in the same spot, while the rest of the people had long been forced to kneel on the ground by his oppressive aura.

He intensified his oppressive aura, wanting to see Wenren Yu in a sorry state, kneeling and begging for mercy.

However, Wenren Yu only frowned, and even Gongyi Xiao, who had the lowest cultivation level, was obediently protected behind Zhou Yun.

With a furrowed brow, Fang Zhuxi sensed an unfamiliar aura. He suddenly raised his hand, and a sharp, demonic gust of wind struck towards Wenren Yumian's face.

This time, he used half his strength. If Wenren Yu had been a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would have beaten him half to death.

Just as the demonic wind swept away the surrounding sand and dust, and reached Wenren Yu, the blood-red sharpness suddenly struck the demonic wind back, and Fang Zhuxi dodged in horror.

With a swift movement, the divine power, carrying a demonic wind, grazed his left arm, splattering blood mist. In an instant, before anyone could see clearly, Fang Zhuxi's left arm turned into a cloud of blood mist in the same way.

"what--"

Fang Zhuxi gritted her teeth and screamed, her eyes fixed on Wenren Yu's back.

"who?"

Everyone else was stunned by this scene and couldn't help but look in Wenren Yu's direction.

Behind Wenren Yu, a tall figure appeared at some unknown time, dressed in a black robe with a huge, shiny black snake tail.

The man half-embraced Wenren Yu in his arms. Because they were so close, their black hair became intertwined, making them look like a perfect couple who had been together for half their lives.