My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Chapter 359: 332: WuJi, Stop Eating

Chapter 359: 332: WuJi, Stop Eating

Translator: 549690339

Xu Fan began thinking after learning about the opposite Demon World.

At this moment, Xu Fan suddenly thought of the Mixed Iron Ape puppets that had been moved to the underground space of Hidden Spirit Island. It was perfect for the Mixed Iron Ape Clan to defend there.

At this time, many materials for arranging arrays and the recently excavated Black Gold Sand appeared next to Xu Fan.

In mid-air, Xu Fan began to portray the Array to hide the natural channel between the two realms and establish a teleportation array at the location of the natural channel between the two realms.

“Master Feng, to completely conceal this place, we need to connect it to your Qi Fortune so that the Demonic Beasts will not discover it,” Xu Fan said to Feng Changning.

“Alright.” Feng Changning nodded.

Xu Fan’s eyes flashed with approval. As expected of the Empress, she had the courage to agree decisively on matters involving Qi Fortune.

At this moment, a spiritual light flew out from Hai Zhou and transformed into a Five Spirit Monkey in mid-air. It began to form seals to display the Qi Fortune Divine Skill.

An invisible hand appeared and directly pulled a thread of Qi Fortune from Feng Changning’s Qi Fortune Treasure Cover, connecting it to the concealment array. Immediately, a golden-yellow symbol of Qi Fortune spread around.

Teleportation arrays outside the channel between the two realms began to operate, and the lifelike Mixed Iron Ape puppets walked out of the teleportation arrays and into the channel between the two realms.

After finishing all this, Xu Fan looked at everyone and said, “Let’s go, we’re going home.”

Hai Zhou returned the same way.

Hidden Spirit Island, inside the Trial Tower.

Over a thousand Sect Disciples were preparing for the Life and Death Escape Speed game.

“Feiyu, what rank do you think we can get this time?” Sword Wuji said with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Sword Dao cultivators were known for their speed in the Cultivation World, but they and his good brother Feiyu were still ranked beyond the 400th place in this racing game.

“I feel like we can make it into the top 400.” Han Feiyu said indifferently, already simulating in his mind how to dodge various dangers when they occurred.

“Awoo”

Just then, a roar sounded, and an Evil Dragon of Destruction as large as a mountain range appeared behind the disciples.

‘Boom’

A dragon’s breath was sprayed at the Sect Disciples, and in an instant, it was like a starting gun on the race track – all the Sect Disciples took off at once.

‘Boom’

The colors of heaven and earth changed, as a thunder pool fell from the sky and sealed off all the space, leaving only a winding tunnel with a diameter of a kilometer.

“Damn, the channel is different this time,” Sword Wuji said as he dodged the thunder in the thunder pool channel.

At this time, the nearly kilometer-long thunder pool channel was full of Sect Disciples, all dodging the thunder in front of them and the chasing Evil Dragon of Destruction behind them in various postures.

Han Feiyu quickly moved in a Z shape in the air to avoid suddenly appearing thunder, then controlled the sword to rise and avoid the dragon’s breath sprayed by the Evil Dragon of Destruction behind him.

He took a quick glance at the number of survivors. Now, more than a hundred Senior Brothers had fallen into the mouth of the Evil Dragon.

At this moment, an elusive escaping light slowly approached Sword Wuji.

Han Feiyu’s eyes narrowed, and for some reason, this Shadow Sting Senior Brother had always been targeting the two of them.

“Wuji, the coin is coming again, be careful,” Han Feiyu transmitted a message.

“Understood.”

At this moment, Han Feiyu and Sword Wuji, one on the left and one on the right, directly surrounded the elusive escaping light.

At this time, the three escaping lights seemed to merge into one, and they began to dodge obstacles frantically in the thunder pool channel.

The Sect Disciple known as Shadow Sting looked at the two of them flanking him and couldn’t help but frown.

“Lord Wang Feng’s points are hard to earn. If there are any tasks in the future, I’ll have to ask for more money,” Shadow Sting thought to himself.

As time went on, the Thunder Pool channel grew smaller and smaller. Now, the diameter of the channel was only half of its original size, and nearly half of the disciples had entered the Evil Dragon’s belly.

At this time, it was becoming increasingly difficult for three beams of escaping light to run parallel.

At this moment, Sword Wuji gritted his teeth, urging his sword to crash directly into the shadowy escape light. The two people suddenly lost their balance in the channel and collided with a thunderbolt that appeared out of nowhere.

Both of their bodies stiffened and fell into the Thunder Pool, only to be swallowed by the Evil Dragon of Destruction that caught up with them.

Sword Wuji stepped out of the Illusion Chamber, looking at the shadowy figure clad in black robe and veil that came out with him, saying: “Senior Brother, do we have a grudge against each other?”

“Sigh, I really should charge more.” The shadow figure cast a glance at Sword Wuji and then dissolved into a blob of thick ink in mid-air, gradually fading and disappearing in the original place.

“Senior Brother, one day I will defeat you,” Sword Wuji gritted his teeth and said.

Not long after, Han Feiyu also exited the Illusion Chamber.

“Feiyu, how many ranks?” Sword Wuji hurriedly asked.

“386th.” Han Feiyu said somewhat unwillingly. If only he hadn’t reduced his escape speed to dodge those thunderbolts, he could have lasted a bit longer.

“Let’s go, continue with our class.” Sword Wuji said. During this time, they had been practicing in the Trial Tower and attending classes at the school on the Main Peak for the rest of the time.

“It’s noon. Let’s go to Aunt’s for lunch,” Han Feiyu said, looking at the midday sun. He couldn’t help but lick his lips. No one could resist the delicious taste of food ingredients brought to their full potential.

“Alright, let’s go.”

The two of them flew toward a mortal city behind the Main Peak.

As they flew, Sword Wuji suddenly felt a headache, but it disappeared as quickly as it came, as if it had never appeared at all.

In the sky, Sword Wuji rubbed his head.

“Illusion overload?” Han Feiyu asked. In the sect, disciples who frequently entered the Illusion Chamber often experienced headaches.

“It should be an illusion.” Sword Wuji shook his head and said.

At this time, in an Immortal City on the edge of the Central Continent, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was looking in the direction of Hidden Spirit Island.

“Kid, wait for me. Once our husband and wife meet, and I recover from my injuries, I will bring you back to the Demon World.” A red light flashed in the cultivator’s eyes.

After being badly injured, the Demon Venerable of the Snow Fox Clan used a secret technique to possess a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. After much difficulty, she had finally tracked down Sword Wuji using the mark she left in him.

After wandering the Human Realm for a while, she discovered that Sword Wuji was like a treasure trove of life origin, and she felt some regret for not cherishing him more before.

At this moment, Sword Wuji, who was eating, suddenly shivered.

“Wuji, when the Great Master returns, let him take a look at you.”

“I feel like there’s something wrong with you,” Han Feiyu said as he put down his chopsticks.

“Really?” Sword Wuji quickly checked himself and found nothing wrong with his body.

At this moment, a young woman brought a plate of Crystal Shrimp Chips to the table.

“You guys eat slowly. I still have three dishes to make.” The woman smiled and said.

“Mom, that’s enough. We can’t eat all that.” Sword Wuji looked at the table full of delicious dishes and smiled bitterly.

“Don’t lie to your mother. I know cultivators can keep on eating.” The woman said reproachfully.

“Aunt, don’t make any more. We really can’t finish it all. These are all made from spirit ingredients. If Wuji eats too much, he’ll get fat. And then those female disciples won’t like Wuji anymore,” Han Feiyu said with a smile, thinking that everything should be treated accordingly.

“Is that so? Wuji, don’t eat anymore.” The woman hurriedly said.

Nothing was more important to her than her son’s lifelong happiness.

At this moment, the now shrunken Hai Zhou had entered the sect and stopped on the plain behind the Main Peak.

Xu Fan led all the gathered spiritual minerals into the underground space.