Chapter 113 Fragments of the Primordial Spirit
Chapter 113 Fragments of the Primordial Spirit
Chapter 113 Fragments of the Primordial Spirit
Gao Ren had a skilled tracker among his men. One of the Dragon Tiger Hall disciples stepped forward, sniffed carefully in the linen room for a while, and then pointed to the passage, saying, "Hall Master, there are two people, a man and a woman, heading towards this room!"
"Lead the way, everyone else follow!" Gao Ren's chubby face showed a hint of excitement as he waved his chubby hand.
A dozen or so disciples from the Dragon Tiger Hall, led by one person, rushed after them.
Gao Ren walked at the back, a sneer spreading across his fat face: "Sheng Ziliang is dead, and Yue Tianlu ran away with a few disciples, which means that the two bastards were quite skilled. But so what? I'm in my prime, can't I handle two injured guys?"
"Hehe, a Golden Core stage expert must have some good stuff on him. Add to that the treasures on this ship, and I'm going to be rich!"
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The search team moved swiftly, their hurried footsteps echoing through the passageway.
Zhuo Yang carried Lü Qianqian into an empty room. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when his brows furrowed again.
"They're coming after me!"
Immediately realizing that the other party had a skilled tracker, Zhuo Yang left the room and followed the passage to the next floor—the cruise ship's engine room.
The sign that said "No Entry for Tourists" was very conspicuous, but Zhuo Yang ignored it and barged in.
This is now the engine room of the cruise ship. The passageway has become narrow, and the strong smell of engine oil fills the nostrils, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Zhuo Yang slipped past the crew members in the cabin and quietly made his way to the engine room. The deafening roar of the engine provided excellent cover.
After setting Lü Qianqian down, Zhuo Yang took out the jade bottle containing the Cold Spring Pill and poured out one of the pills.
"The last one!"
With a furrowed brow, Zhuo Yang swallowed the Cold Spring Pill without hesitation to accelerate his recovery.
Zhuo Yang suffered severe internal injuries during his previous battle with Sheng Ziliang. In his current state, he can only exert about 80% of his peak strength. Fighting a Golden Core expert would be extremely dangerous, not to mention there are two Golden Core experts on the ship.
Just a few minutes later, Zhuo Yang frowned again: "They're chasing us again. They really are persistent!"
His extraordinary sixth sense allowed him to perceive the enemy rapidly approaching. The blurry image in his mind seemed to indicate that the enemy had already reached the engine room at the bottom of the ship.
"Only one Golden Core... Hmph!"
Zhuo Yang sneered, picked up Lü Qianqian again, and with a flash, used the Swift Step technique to move quickly. Soon, he went through another cabin door and up the stairs to the deck above the freeboard.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, the waves roared and surged, the night wind grew violent, and the pungent smell of the sea filled the air.
"A storm is coming!"
Having lived in Lingzhou for two years, Zhuo Yang could tell a storm was coming just by smelling the sea breeze.
In the distance, shadowy figures were moving on the deck, likely the enemy searching. Zhuo Yang snorted and used his movement technique again, quickly heading towards the No. 1 performance hall.
Zhuo Yang could sense the aura of the primordial spirit fragment the whole time. It hadn't moved at all, so it should still be waiting for the auction in the performance hall.
Upon reaching the hole above the performance hall, Zhuo Yang found no one guarding the area and immediately leaped down.
The performance hall was empty, and the stage was littered with shards of glass.
Zhuo Yang landed silently, then sensed the location of the primordial spirit fragment before leaping into the backstage area.
Zhuo Yang stopped in front of a warehouse with a metal door.
A longsword with dragon patterns appeared, and a dragon's roar suddenly rose and fell, instantly splitting the metal gate in two.
"It came to me without any effort!"
Zhuo Yang smiled indifferently, carried Lü Qianqian into the warehouse, and his eagle eyes swept across the area and fixed on a wooden box.
The fragment of the primordial spirit is inside!
Prying open the wooden crate, inside which lined the crate with hay and cotton, lay an exquisite wooden box about the length of an arm.
"found it!"
Zhuo Yang waved his hand and put the wooden box into his Qiankun bag, not having time to absorb the primordial spirit fragments on the spot.
Just then, a sinister voice came from the corridor outside the warehouse...
"You little thieves, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"
Zhuo Yang raised an eyebrow, turned and flew back, arriving in the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, illuminated by the lights, stood a man in a black robe, holding a wooden staff, glaring at him with hatred. He was none other than Daryl, a Grand Mage of the Golden Core level.
With a smirk, Zhuo Yang asked, "How did you know I would come here?"
Daryl roared angrily, "You Chinese have a saying: the most dangerous place is the safest place. I couldn't find you, so I had to come here and wait for you to come to me. Sure enough, I found you!"
"You speak Chinese quite well, you can even use idioms!" Zhuo Yang looked at him in surprise, standing casually as if he had no defenses at all.
Daryl felt looked down upon and gritted his teeth, becoming secretly on guard. He knew very well that his opponent was a Golden Core stage expert. As a great mage, his body was very fragile, and he absolutely could not engage in close combat with a Chinese cultivator.
"Put down the treasures you stole, and I might spare your lives!" Daryl narrowed his eyes, and a white light appeared on his staff.
Zhuo Yang hugged Lü Qianqian tighter; her cool body felt very comfortable to hold.
He smiled faintly and said, "If I don't hand over the treasure, will you kill me? I'm injured and no match for you."
Daryl's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised his vigilance to a new level.
No cultivator, regardless of their status, would ever expose their injuries in battle. If the opponent shows weakness, there must be a conspiracy at play.
With that thought, Daryl waved his staff and cast a protective spell. Instantly, countless white rays of light flew to his side like willow catkins, forming a huge egg-shaped sphere of light that enveloped him.
"Chinese cultivator, I have seen through your trick of pretending to be weak. Now surrender and lay down your treasures, or you will only face death!"
The atmosphere in the corridor instantly froze. A white shadow, resembling a wolf, suddenly appeared on Daryl's staff, its size constantly expanding.
The white shadow quickly grew to the size of a real wolf, and its roar instantly echoed throughout the entire corridor.
"Summoning a soul, or a wolf simulated by magic?" Zhuo Yang asked curiously.
The next moment, the giant wolf, flashing with white light, suddenly charged out and pounced on Zhuo Yang at high speed.
"I don't have time to play with you, take this!"
With a faint hum, Zhuo Yang waved his hand, and the Xuan Yin Li Huo Fan appeared in his grasp. With a flick of the fan, towering Yin fire suddenly appeared, surging forward down the corridor in an instant.
Wherever the Yin Fire passed, all the corridor lamps exploded, and the giant white wolf was also swallowed up by the Yin Fire.
Daryl was startled and quickly cast a spell to add several more protective shields in front of him.
At the same time, Zhuo Yang turned around and fanned himself a few times on the other side of the corridor. Waves of eerie fire surged forth, burning down all the corridor lights on the other side.
Once the eerie fire dissipated, the corridor was plunged into darkness, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.
Daryl scoffed, "You think you can escape by breaking the light? I can sense you!"
The giant white wolf reappeared, but before he could drive it into the corridor, a blood-red tiger suddenly appeared at the other end, staring menacingly at the giant wolf.
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