WebNovel Chapter 1314 Would you feel that you died a worthy death?
Chapter 1314 Would you feel that you died a worthy death?
"It doesn't matter if we can't refine it right away. It's only right to waste more time on such a perfect corpse puppet."
Another cultivator from the Nether Phoenix Clan, piloting a spirit boat, also had his gaze fixed on the corpse in front of him, his tone filled with undisguised greed, "This is destiny. If we can successfully refine it, it will surely surpass ordinary corpse puppets."
The female cultivator glanced at him with a cold smile, "Once it's in my hands, of course it will succeed. I've already given you the compensation you deserved. This corpse puppet is mine, so don't even think about it."
Even among the cultivators of the clan, those at the Nascent Soul or Void Transformation realms might not possess a single Heavenly Mandate Corpse Puppet.
But she's about to get pregnant.
How could I allow others to covet it?
The other cultivator's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly chuckled and said, "Now that we've reached an agreement, she's naturally yours."
"I just regret that I couldn't win over Ning Ruan..."
A fanatical glint flashed in his eyes. "Ning Ruan is far more valuable than ordinary destiny. If we can also refine her into a corpse puppet, she will surely be the most perfect corpse puppet in the world."
"The destiny of attracting tribulation lightning upon reaching the ninth realm is truly enviable."
Upon hearing this, the female cultivator was momentarily moved.
But soon she shook her head: "Ning Ruan is too mysterious. It's too risky to capture her now. It's already a rare opportunity to capture a Heavenly Mandate. Being too greedy will only make things worse."
"As for Ning Ruan..."
Her eyes narrowed slightly, her expression beneath the black robe inscrutable. "The opportunity will come soon, no rush."
"Really? But I don't think you have a chance."
As soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, a clear voice suddenly rang out behind them, as if it were right next to them.
The two Nether Phoenix Clan cultivators froze abruptly.
Almost instinctively, black mist surged around him, and dozens of corpse puppets instantly emerged from the void, letting out silent roars as they rushed toward the direction from which the sound came.
However, at that very moment, an irresistible suction force suddenly came from behind them.
That power allows no resistance, no struggle.
The two Nascent Soul Realm Nether Phoenix Clan cultivators, along with the dozens of corpse puppets they had just summoned, vanished from the spirit boat in an instant before they could even utter a cry of alarm.
at the same time.
Ning Ruan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Under Qianjue's astonished gaze, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, and two jade bottles quickly appeared in her hand.
One after another, they poured the spiritual liquid and essence inside into their mouths.
The depleted spiritual energy was instantly restored.
The speed is astonishing.
Ning Ruan tapped the scroll at her waist and looked up at Qian Jue, who was still in shock.
With a half-smile, he said, "What is Lord Qian thinking? Are you worried that taking in two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators at the same time will consume too much energy and cause a backlash?"
Qian Jue: "...Fellow Daoist Ning has misunderstood. I didn't mean that."
Even if I want to, I can't say it.
What shocked him even more than that was that Ning Ruan was able to recruit two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators at the same time.
Regardless of whether it's consumed or not.
The fact that she could take in two at the same time already shattered their understanding.
If you can accept two, does that mean you can also accept three or four?
As for the high consumption?
Qianjue silently looked at the radiant girl in front of him.
For others, this kind of consumption might indeed be a problem.
But as for Ning Ruan... Qian Jue simply couldn't bring himself to say that it would have an impact.
"It's fine if Lord Qian thinks that way, the consumption is indeed a bit too much."
Ning Ruan said earnestly.
Qianjue: "..."
If everything can be restored to its full state instantly, why even mention whether it consumes anything?
Ning Ruan ignored him.
The smile on his face gradually faded.
She turned to look at the corpse that had collapsed limply on the spirit boat.
She saw her as soon as she came out of the space.
He stood opposite the cultivator from the Nether Phoenix Clan.
With his eyes closed, apart from being lifeless, he didn't look like a dead person at all.
However, the moment the Nether Phoenix Clan cultivator was sucked into the painting...
She was like someone who had lost all her support.
He fell directly to the ground.
Qianjue recognized the other party at a glance.
He glanced up at Ning Ruan's face.
Suddenly, it seemed as if he understood Ning Ruan's purpose in chasing after him.
If it's because of Azure Empyrea...
No wonder they have such strong opinions about the ten major races.
"Young Fellow Daoist Ning," Qian Jue said, his voice low and deep.
He glanced at the lifeless corpse on the spirit boat, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
"We also deeply regret the passing of this young fellow Daoist."
"However, the situation was complicated at the time, and in order to capture the Dark Phoenix Clan, we... had no other choice."
"However, we have also provided some compensation to the Flame Sparrow Clan, so that this young fellow Daoist will not die in vain at the hands of the Dark Phoenix Clan."
Ning Ruan remained expressionless.
“Compensation?” she repeated the word.
Suddenly, she looked up at Qian Jue, her eyes calm, with a hint of a smile in them.
"So, if I kill Lord Qian and then compensate the Rift Sky Clan, will Lord Qian feel that his death was worthwhile?"
"..."
Qianjue's breath hitched, and he stared directly at Ning Ruan.
A muscle on that stern face twitched involuntarily.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Ning Ruan's gaze fell on Chi Ling again.
Then he took out the scroll from his waist.
He then took out a golden paintbrush.
They began to paint on the scroll.
A small, ink-wash painting figure carrying weapons.
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
The floods were devastating.
A mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
She arranged for everything that could kill the person in the painting.
I have absolutely no understanding of painting.
Judging from this posture alone, one can roughly guess what Ning Ruan is doing.
He opened his mouth, then stopped abruptly.
Ning Ruan drew for nearly half an hour before finally stopping.
Gently tap the scroll in front of you.
next moment.
Screams and pleas for mercy came from inside.
The screams were naturally from the two Nether Phoenix Clan cultivators who had just been taken in.
Ning Ruan didn't want to listen to their nonsense.
Those who have just been captured in a painting are often unaware of how terrifying the painting is.
Therefore, they usually start swearing.
Ning Ruan didn't want to listen.
They simply used a small ink-wash figure to shut the other person up.
The only one who begged for mercy was naturally the one with the soul-controlling talisman implanted in his body.
He never expected that bringing Ning Ruan to her companions would lead to yet another kind of torment...