The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 346: Was I Handsome?

If he went directly towards Su Jingzhen this time, the possibility of succeeding would be much lower.

After all, in Luo Yuebai and the others’ eyes, Su Jingzhen was undoubtedly more important than the alchemists of the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

Furthermore, he had deliberately glanced at Su Jingzhen earlier, and Shen Yifeng, who had just killed Hong Seng, would definitely be on guard.

This guy’s behavior at this time made Luo Yuebai a little surprised.

This was the seasoned veteran at work.

Seeing him rush towards Zhao Tianming and the others, Luo Yuebai didn’t pay much attention.

Luo Yuebai valued these alchemists, but compared to Su Jingzhen, they were nothing.

In her opinion, even if Zhao Tianming and the others were taken hostage, Shen Yifeng would be able to easily rescue them.

“Be careful!

Zhao Tianming, who was at the forefront, reminded the other alchemists behind him.

He himself wasn’t too panicked.

When facing Hong Seng before, he was naturally afraid.

But Zhao Tianming himself was a Golden Core late-stage cultivator. Although he has been living a life of luxury for many years and his combat ability wasn’t as good as the Golden Core late-stage cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect, not everyone was qualified to take him hostage.

Moreover, he was the Sect Master of the Spiritual Medicine Sect. Over the years, he had accumulated countless magical treasures.

Among cultivators of the same realm, he was fearless in a one-on-one fight.

Even though his knees had been injured by Hong Seng earlier, he didn’t care too much.

Although he didn’t know what was going on with Su Jingzhen, Luo Yuebai and Shen Yifeng were both free to act.

As long as he could withstand the opponent’s first attack, everything would be fine.

Immediately, the storage ring on his hand flashed several times in succession.

High-quality talismans were thrown out by him as if they were worthless.

“You think you can treat this Sect Master like a soft persimmon, you are too naive.”

After throwing out five talismans in a row, Zhao Tianming sneered.

He himself remained sitting in place, not moving at all.

“Boom!”

In the next instant, Zhao Tianming’s first talisman exploded, and a silver-white lightning bolt as thick as an arm suddenly condensed out of thin air.

It was a Thunder Talisman!

The power of this thunderclap reached the level of a Golden Core late-stage cultivator.

Seeing the lightning strike down, the Golden Core late-stage cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect’s expression changed drastically.

His long sword swung instantly, and two sword qi slashed past.

He barely managed to block it.

And his own body staggered back several steps. Before he could even stand firm, the temperature in the void seemed to drop again.

A powerful icy force instantly acted upon him.

This was clearly an Ice Seal Talisman.

At this moment, the Golden Core late-stage cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect instantly felt as if his body was sealed.

His limbs became stiff, and even the energy within him stagnated at this moment.

Following the Ice Seal Talisman, another Spirit Sword Talisman exploded, unleashing a powerful sword qi.

It directly slashed onto the old fellow’s right arm.

It almost severed his right arm completely.

After three talismans, the Golden Core late-stage cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect was already a bit stunned.

But another Fire Talisman and a Wind Blade Talisman followed closely behind.

Five talismans in total, and the long sword in the old fellow’s hand had already fallen.

He was disheveled, his breath weak, and he fell to the ground.

He had been reduced to a seriously injured state.

At this moment, the space fell into a brief silence.

Luo Yuebai looked at Zhao Tianming with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Then a hint of excitement flickered in her heart.

This is the power of wealth!

Zhao Tianming himself was at the Golden Core late stage, but his combat ability might not be as good as a skilled Golden Core mid-stage cultivator.

Yet, he could use these expensive high-level talismans to beat a skilled Golden Core late-stage cultivator into a serious injury.

Furthermore, if Zhao Tianming was at his peak, he would undoubtedly have other combat methods.

And this wealth would belong to their Linjiang Branch from now on.

And the Spiritual Medicine Sect, this money-making machine, would also serve their Linjiang Branch.

Perhaps in the future, all core disciples of the Linjiang Branch would be able to be as fully equipped as Zhao Tianming.

Fortunately, Su Jingzhen was still in that state of painful struggle.

Otherwise, he would definitely scold Zhao Tianming as a prodigal son.

At this moment, after the Golden Core late-stage cultivator was beaten into a serious injury by Zhao Tianming, Luo Yuebai threw out the folding fan in her hand.

The folding fan spun in a circle, and a sharp gust of air slashed across the Golden Core late-stage cultivator’s neck.

Blood splattered, and he died instantly.

Thus, all the cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect who had entered this space were completely wiped out.

“Zhao Tianming pays respect to the Sect Master!”

Zhao Tianming struggled to stand up, leading the two fourth-rank alchemists and ten third-rank alchemists behind him, and bowed respectfully to Luo Yuebai.

Although they were meeting Luo Yuebai for the first time, since the day Su Jingzhen made the contract, Zhao Tianming had already gathered all the information about the Evil Moon Sect Linjiang Branch.

He didn’t need to guess to know that this was the legendary Luo Yuebai, the Evil Moon Sect’s Sect Master.

She was their future supreme leader.

Luo Yuebai nodded at him: “Well done.”

In the eyes of Luo Yuebai and the others, Zhao Tianming and his group’s performance since entering this space was commendable.

At least when they came in, they saw Zhao Tianming as a tough nut to crack.

This already made her extremely satisfied.

As soon as she said this, Zhao Tianming and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

They were incredibly fortunate about the decision they had made earlier.

Just as Luo Yuebai’s voice fell, the void channel entrance suddenly fluctuated again.

Then, hundreds of figures appeared one after another.

These were the cultivators from various forces outside who had not been imprisoned.

Most of their cultivation levels were at the Foundation Establishment stage, with only three or four at the Golden Core stage.

However, when they came in, they were all disheveled and looked dazed.

Shen Yifeng and Luo Yuebai glanced at these people and ignored them.

They naturally knew that this void channel was not something that everyone could pass through safely.

Obviously, these guys had also suffered a lot in the void channel.

Therefore, it took them so long to arrive.

“This… This… This is Hong Seng!”

“Hong Seng… Hong Seng is a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator, and he… has already fallen?”

“Hiss…

As the Evil Moon Sect people said before, the cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect are really completely wiped out!”

“……”

After a moment of daze, everyone’s gaze fell upon the strange space, where they saw the corpses of Hong Seng and the other Free and Unfettered Sect cultivators lying on the ground.

One by one, they felt a chill run down their spines and their scalp tingle.

They had originally thought that they would see a fierce battle between the Evil Moon Sect and the Free and Unfettered Sect upon entering.

This sudden discovery made the cultivators from various forces who were still coming in feel uneasy.

Most of them had come with the intention of fishing in troubled waters.

But now the situation was calm, with only the Evil Moon Sect members present.

The water wasn’t even muddy, so how could they fish?

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Luo Yuebai nodded at Zhao Tianming and his group again, but still ignored the people who were still coming in behind them.

She walked directly to Su Jingzhen’s side.

“What can I do for you?”

Luo Yuebai’s tone was calm, but her eyes still flickered with emotion.

Su Jingzhen wasn’t rolling on the ground anymore, but the sweat on his forehead told Luo Yuebai the kind of pain he was enduring.

Luo Yuebai still wanted to do something for Su Jingzhen.

Even if it was just to share some of his pain.

Hearing this, Su Jingzhen managed to force a smile onto his lips.

“I… I… Was I handsome before?”