Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Not far from Jiangshuang Bridge.

Shen Anzhi was crouching in a corner, glancing at Zhu Wuyao on the bridge every now and then.

He looked at Zhu Wuyao standing on the bridge, motionless, gazing up at the moon with a look of utter confusion.

Looking up, he saw that it was Mid-Autumn Festival today, and the moon was indeed round. If it weren't for his worries, Shen Anzhi probably could have composed a poem on the spot.

But he was now restless and couldn't figure out where the crisis came from.

Could it be that while Miss Zhu was admiring the moon, a giant monster suddenly emerged from the water and swallowed her whole?

Shen Anzhi looked at the water flowing under the bridge and saw nothing unusual.

Could it be that some cultivators were fighting nearby, and an attack from the sky struck right on Miss Zhu's head?

He shook his head, unable to grasp the point.

With his 800-degree vision, Shen Anzhi vaguely saw Zhu Wuyao change his posture to admire the moon.

An old beggar walked over from not far away.

Hearing the noise, Shen Anzhi glanced over and shrank back inside, afraid that his furtive appearance would be misunderstood.

Once the old beggar was on the bridge, he stuck his head out to look over again.

The unease in my heart became even more pronounced.

Although he hadn't used his spiritual power, he still felt that he should do something. While he was hesitating, Shen Anzhi slowly opened his eyes wide, his face filled with horror.

Just as the old beggar walked up to Zhu Wuyao, he suddenly vanished without a sound!

Oh no! A crisis has arrived!

Without further hesitation, Shen Anzhi revealed himself from his hiding place and struck out with a palm strike in mid-air.

As the palm struck, a thick white mist suddenly surged from his body, churning and attacking the bridge surface. The mist touched the barrier, covered it, and continuously tore and eroded it.

The thick fog dissipated, revealing a bright and clear view.

On the bridge, a man and a brush were locked in a standoff, while Zhu Wuyao stood out awkwardly, as if... as if...

If Shen Anzhi had ever seen modern technology, he would have suddenly realized that Zhu Wuyao was like a power bank, hanging there precariously, providing "electricity" but serving no other purpose.

She only has half a bar of battery left, and it will be completely depleted soon.

Wei Gui harbored resentment in his heart, but a strange look appeared in his eyes. This brush could actually block his attack as a Nascent Soul cultivator and save that junior in the Qi Refining stage. It was truly miraculous!

No wonder Elder Qian entrusted him with this matter.

They even claimed it was because this woman was connected to the Star-Picking Tower, and that they asked him to help for the sake of safety. Humph! They clearly coveted this treasure, yet they thought they couldn't detect its supernatural power.

Wei Gui had changed his mind. Forget about Elder Qian; now it was him who had his eye on this treasure!

A glint of greed flashed in Wei Gui's eyes as he freed one hand to meet Shen Anzhi's attack.

Although the Star-Picking Tower Gua Cultivation technique is a bit troublesome, it is ultimately only a Golden Core stage cultivator, so how can it not be killed!

Once this person is killed and the treasure is seized, he will immediately flee. Where can't he live freely?

Jiangshuang Bridge was shrouded in thick fog.

Wei Gui raised his hands to meet the enemy, his heart filled with murderous intent. Just then, countless talismans floated up and disappeared into the thick fog, hovering in mid-air.

A clear and firm voice suddenly rang out:

"Spirit-Locking Talisman, form the array!"

The woman in white stood in mid-air, her hands forming hand seals to cast a spell. In an instant, the yellow talismans shone brightly, intertwining and spinning faster and faster.

The rune array undergoes three transformations!

"Spiritual energy is forbidden here!"

Thousands of talismans circled the Crimson Frost Bridge, resembling a giant golden python with its head and tail intertwined. Wei Gui's spiritual power faltered, and filled with resentment and anger, he roared:

"The Ji family of Fu Dao, how dare a Foundation Establishment junior interfere in this matter!"

Since receiving that note, Ji Yuezhang has stayed indoors these past few days, drawing talismans day and night as long as her physical condition allows.

Even the release of Mr. Wuyu's new book today did not stop her from coming to Jiangshuang Bridge.

If she can't save Mr. Speechless, where will she find new books to read?

Before leaving home today, Ji Yuezhang not only took the talismans she had drawn herself, but also secretly took many talismans drawn by her grandfather. However... she always felt that those talismans were specially prepared for her by her grandfather.

Although she was just a junior in the Foundation Establishment stage, the Ji family of Fu Dao was known for its abundance of talismans, regardless of other aspects.

Now, she unleashes thousands of talismans with a single move. Even a Nascent Soul stage expert would have to pause their cultivation for a moment during this "Three Turns of the Talisman Array"!

Not only did Wei Gui's spiritual power stagnate, but Zhu Wuyao was also affected. She spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and was in excruciating pain all over her body.

The calligraphy brush vanished the moment it hit the ground.

Zhu Wuyao had no time to think and struggled to crawl backward little by little. She had to leave the battle to make room for the big shots.

This level of combat is beyond the reach of a weakling like her, who is only at the second level of Qi Refining.

The aftershocks of their battle might just cost them their lives!

Seeing that Zhu Wuyao was about to escape, Wei Gui was anxious and was about to step forward to stop him, but Shen Anzhi turned around to meet him.

His mist was completely unaffected by this spirit-locking array?!

Seeing this, Wei Gui was secretly annoyed. How could a group of juniors be so troublesome!

Moreover, this mist was extremely strange; it could even cause his soul to tremble when it entered his body. His soul was even slowly decaying, and a faint, almost imperceptible, sinister death aura was taking root and sprouting.

What a magnificent Star-Picking Tower!

Wei Gui roared, and a phantom of a blue crane rose around him. With a mournful cry of the crane, the talisman scattered. He risked damage to his meridians and forcibly broke the spirit-locking array.

Now that the spiritual energy fluctuations have spread, he no longer cares about concealing them, nor does he need to be timid or hesitant. He wants to finish this quickly!

Seeing Shen Anzhi blocking his way, Wei Gui clenched his right fist. A destructive intent as powerful as a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting apart gathered in his arm as he clenched his fist, carrying the force to tear through the air, intending to kill this person on the spot.

This punch was unstoppable, but at this critical moment, a curved blade came from the moon!

"You old thief! You bullied my senior brother and injured my junior sister! How dare you act so recklessly in Beixuan City!"

With that cold shout, a red phantom appeared in mid-air, revealing a woman who seemed both demonic and ethereal.

Ye Xiaozhou's surprise attack!

May you find peace of mind without being invited.

I think I can save my life.

In the close combat, Wei Gui's fist met the curved blade head-on without being damaged, but his attack was forced back. He looked up and saw the woman's long hair flowing as she caught the spinning curved blade.

"Miss Ji, take your people and leave first!" Shen Anzhi said urgently, turning his head.

"it is good!"

While Ye Xiaozhou was entangled with Wei Gui, Ji Yuezhang rushed to Zhu Wuyao's side. She first sent a storage pouch to Shen Anzhi, and then grabbed Zhu Wuyao, who was trying to save her life.

Holding a dozen or so teleportation talismans in their hands, the two escaped the battlefield as their spiritual power was activated.

In the distance, Wei Gui, who was entangled by countless illusory curved blades, saw this scene. His eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to chase after them. He could sense the two people within five kilometers.

But how could Ye Xiaozhou give him that chance?

"Want to leave? You'll have to ask me first!"

Ye Xiaozhou was filled with murderous intent. The battle was in full swing, and she had only stretched and loosened her muscles. She hadn't even beheaded anyone yet, so how could she stop fighting?!

"Senior brother, let's work together to stop this thief."

"How could I, Ye Xiaozhou, not kill a Nascent Soul cultivator!"