Chapter 228 - Chapter 228: Still Too Weak (2)
Chapter 228: Still Too Weak (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henye© Translations
Shen Ping understood. He had not seen a female cultivator like her in the Linhai Immortal City for a long time. It was a little refreshing. Bur it was a pity. Now, he was no longer the person from back then. As the leader of the Hidden Dragon Rankings, he no longer had the initial desire for ordinary spiritual tea. Even if he wanted to taste fresh, it had to be high-quality tea. “There’s no need.
I ll leave later.”
The graceful figure could not hide her disappointment. Her voice returned to normal as she bowed. “1 apologize for disturbing you, Guest Elder Shen. Please forgive me.”
After a while, Shen Ping left the True Treasure Pavilion and returned to the small courtyard in Huiquan Alley.
In the depths of the endless dark space, a towering and huge palace was driving rapidly. In front of the palace, there was a statue of a huge beast lying horizontally. It looked like a huge creature, and its head seemed to be roaring towards the sky. Suddenly, the statue’s eyes flickered with blood.
Boom!
Almost instantly, the blood light spread throughout the towering palace, causing the dark space to tremble.
Swoosh 1 Swoosh!
Suddenly, dozens of phantoms emitting a vast aura landed beside the giant beast statue. They prostrated and bowed. After the ceremony, the leading phantom distorted space, and its voice spread throughout the entire palace. “This is the fluctuation of a strange beast’s roar… Quickly lock onto the location! No matter what the price is, we must return the strange beast to our clan. At that time, our clan will definitely be able to regain its former glory!”
“Yes, Ancestor!”
The eyes of rhe figures became fanatical.
At the same time.
In the spatial domain far away from the five continents and four seas, a large number of mountains containing Level 8 spirit veins floated. At the core of these spirit vein mountains was a mountain that looked like a head. It looked like a dead land without any vitality.
Buzz-
The floating spirit vein mountain suddenly revolved rapidly around the core mountain. The surging spiritual energy suddenly formed a spiritual energy vortex and gathered on the surface of the head-shaped mountain. It only stopped spinning when all the spiritual energy of the Level 8 spiritual vein was completely exhausted.
The skull-shaped mountain immediately seemed to come to life. Its huge empty eyes emitted dense flames, and its mouth let out waves of roars. “The roar of a strange beast has finally appeared. Go, my clansmen, let the glory of the past return to me!”
Swoosh!
The moment the roar disappeared, the entire head-shaped mountain completely disintegrated into countless tiny heads, densely moving rapidly in the direction of the strange beast’s roar.
The five continents and four seas were still prosperous and stable. In an unknown desolate area, an ancient blood-colored array was operating. The complicated blood-colored patterns carved on it kept flickering, and a faint roar sounded from rhe heart of the Blood Silk Guards sitting cross-legged at the center.
Five days later in Wei Kingdom, Qingyang City’s Huiquan Alley. Shen Ping, who was wearing a beautiful wide-patterned robe , looked at the group of beauties and smiled. “We’ve participated in Elder Peng’s Welcome Banquet. Let’s go to Ze Kingdom!”
Just as he finished speaking, the palpitations produced by the perception of the strange beast surged again, and they were even more turbulent than the previous few times. He subconsciously looked at the blue sky, and a shiver that came from the bottom of his heart quietly rose.
“Husband, what’s wrong?! ” His wife and concubines noticed that Shen Ping’s face was gradually losing color. They hurriedly went forward and surrounded him, their eyes filled with worry. However, Shen Ping still looked at the sky and did not move.
Yu Yan was anxious. “Senior Pei.”
His wife, concubines, and Dao companions hurriedly moved aside. Meanwhile, the magic power around Pei Huoyu spread out and enveloped Shen Ping with her divine sense. After taking a closer look, a trace of doubt flashed across her brows. “Fellow Daoist Shen is fine. It’s just that he’s a little strange. He seems to be afraid of something.”
Shen Ping broke free from the state of the strange beast’s perception. The trembling in the depths of his pupils disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Husband,” His wives and concubines shouted.
Looking at the worry on their faces, Shen Ping shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” As he spoke, he took a few deep breaths. His expression returned to normal.
Pei Huoyu could not help but frown and ask, “Fellow Daoist Shen, what were you afraid of just now?”
“Nothing. It’s just that I suddenly feel a sense of panic. It’s as if something ominous is about to happen.” Shen Ping replied simply.
The talent of the perception of strange beasts was rare in the world. Even if he explained the situation clearly, it would be difficult to explain it clearly. Moreover, he was only a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could he prove how terrifying the unknown was?
Not to mention others, even he himself would not believe it.
Pei Huoyu listened very seriously and said, “It might be some kind of perception of a cultivator. Stay in the small courtyard today and don’t go anywhere. Fellow Daoist Shen, immediately returns to the quiet room in the spirit pool to cultivate. I’ll guard the door.”
Shen Ping nodded. “Thank you, Perfected Pei.”
“Husband, we’ll stay with you.” His wife, concubine, and Dao companions said in unison.
He felt the care of his wives and concubines. He did not want to let them down, so he smiled and said, “In that case, let’s go to the master bedroom!”
A few moments later, that warm concern enveloped the Vajra Body from all directions in the bedroom.
Pei Huoyu stood guard at the entrance of the hall. The natural curves covered by her light armor and dress remained unmoved. No matter how the sound of the rain pattered on the banana leaves rang out, her face did not change. However, if one looked carefully, they would notice that her slender legs were quietly tense.
It was five in the evening. The sunset dyed half the sky red. This protracted battle had finally ended. He returned to the quiet room in the spirit pool. He sat cross-legged on the futon. The uneasiness in Shen Ping’s heart had already disappeared, bur he was still frowning..