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Zhang Fan slowly lifted his foot and walked towards Li Su, his Brass Greatsword still lying on the ground beside him, showing no intention of being used. Zhang Fan gradually spread his palm, and the nails on his fingers grew longer and turned black, with dark mist swirling around them.
"Cough, cough." Li Su, having been affected by the previous poison gas, spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Yin Zheng'an must have eaten some kind of elixir to become so troublesome in such a short time. But it doesn't matter; as long as I deal with you one by one, I can handle him later," Zhang Fan muttered to himself.
Li Su, unable to make a sound due to the poison invading his body, did not let that stop his resistance. He waved his hand, and the umbrella in mid-air fell back into his grasp. The umbrella suddenly opened, and countless runes shot out from it. The runes began to intertwine automatically after leaving the umbrella, forming chains that connected to the ribs of Li Su's umbrella, resembling a large net made of chains.
"Demon Binding Talisman?" Zhang Fan frowned and said, "I didn't expect you to know some troublesome techniques. However, the runes you used are meant for subduing demons; they may not be effective against me."
Li Su showed no reaction but simply opened one hand towards Zhang Fan and then suddenly grasped at the air. As Li Su moved, the net made of iron chains began to contract, pulling Zhang Fan towards Li Su's umbrella.
As long as Zhang Fan was pulled into Li Su's umbrella by the iron net, Li Su would win. Unfortunately, Zhang Fan would not allow Li Su to have his way.
Zhang Fan grabbed a chain and bit down hard on it.
"Crack!!!"
The chain was actually bitten in half by Zhang Fan's jaws. With the breaking of one chain, the entire iron net fell apart and reverted back into a Talisman that landed on the ground.
Seeing this, Li Su, who had originally been preparing to strike with a clenched fist in front of him, suddenly raised his index finger and pointed it at Zhang Fan before swiftly slashing downwards in a straight line.
As Li Su's incantation fell, the runes that had already been destroyed by Zhang Fan suddenly turned red, and high temperatures began to rise from them.
"Explode!!!" Although Li Su could not speak anymore, he silently thought this as he drew his finger back to his chest.
"Boom!!!" The runes transformed into grenade-like objects that exploded in front of Zhang Fan. In an instant, the entire tomb passage began to shake violently as if it were about to collapse.
After using this technique, Li Su's body went limp and he fell directly to the ground. He propped himself up with one hand and knelt on one knee at that spot.
"Cough cough," Li Su spat out a large mouthful of black blood. He could already feel that his vocal cords had been completely corroded, and his throat was damaged, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Looking at the smoke before him, Li Su contemplated what to do next and how to explain things to Yin Zheng'an. He never expected that someone following Yin Zheng'an would turn out to be an Evil Cultivator! Fortunately, the girl from earlier should be fine; she was just knocked unconscious. Although his vocal cords had been eroded by poison, that poison had already been exhausted and would no longer cause him harm.
"Caw Caw, I am Black Wuchang." From within the smoke came the laughter of Zhang Fan; he had actually survived the explosion!
"Has the poison gas been exhausted? That makes sense; as long as that stuff doesn't explode in the Heart, it generally won't kill anyone. Besides, if you were dead, you wouldn't be of any use to me!" Zhang Fan emerged from the smoke.
He was unharmed? Li Su was astonished.
"Quite a clever backup plan; you managed to change the function of the talisman just by adding a symbol on top of the Demon Suppression Talisman?" Zhang Fan observed as he saw a fine symbol appear on all the runes when Li Su's index finger slid down.
This symbol allowed what was supposed to be a talisman for suppressing demonic energy to transform into one with explosive effects.
"Too bad I'm not a demon," Zhang Fan said. As the smoke cleared, he was no longer in place, but his voice distinctly came from where he had previously stood.
At that moment, Li Su noticed a particularly conspicuous black shadow where Zhang Fan had been standing. Zhang Fan's body slowly emerged from the shadow on the ground; he had actually been hiding in the shadow to avoid Li Su's explosion.
"Is this a shadow technique?" Li Su thought.
"I originally thought you were just someone who borrowed Evil Techniques to enhance your cultivation, but I didn't expect—didn't expect you to be quite a catch," Zhang Fan said as he pulled himself out of the shadow. "Don't worry; since there are traces of Evil Techniques on you, I won't mistreat your body. Just obediently become my second Puppet."
Having finished speaking, Zhang Fan completely detached himself from the ground's shadow and suddenly floated down beside Li Su.
A thin black line emerged from Zhang Fan's ear and drilled into Li Su's ear.
Li Su's eyes suddenly turned black before quickly returning to their original color.
"The Master" voice had already been corroded, and Li Su suddenly spoke, but it was no longer his original voice.
"Haha," Zhang Fan looked at Li Su and nodded in satisfaction. Then, with a wave of his hand, he slowly sank into the ground along with Li Su.
"Yin Zheng'an, right?" Zhang Fan glanced at the Brass Greatsword beside the tomb path and the giant sword with Xia Liyi: "You better watch out."
Continuing along the Cold Jade Path, Shaoming and I unexpectedly passed through the forest directly.
"This..." After passing through the forest, Shaoming and I were stunned by the sight before us: a towering mountain.
If it were an ordinary mountain, no matter how high, it wouldn't scare Shaoming and me. But this mountain was truly magnificent; it wasn't just its size but its material—it was formed from a single piece of Cold Jade! It resembled a transparent iceberg!
"Cold Jade mountain," I murmured. "It looks more and more like a refrigerator, especially one that hasn't been defrosted in a long time."
"Can't you refrain from making comments?" Shaoming shot me a glance to cover up her astonishment.
"I really can't help it."
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"Let's go up and take a look. This is my first time climbing such an expensive mountain," I said, glancing at the peak, which was shrouded in a dazzling light, making it impossible to see the summit. I felt that this mountain shouldn't be too high.
"You only think about money," Shaoming teased with a laugh, then stepped onto the Cold Jade Mountain.
"Shh."
As soon as Shaoming's foot landed on the Cold Jade Mountain, a sound similar to frying oil erupted. Then, as if electrocuted, Shaoming jolted and stumbled back a few steps.
"What’s going on?" I looked at Shaoming, who had taken a few steps back and still hadn't steadied himself. "This Cold Jade isn't really that cold, is it?"
"No," Shaoming said, a pained expression on his face. "This mountain is very hot."
"Hot?" I questioned. "Isn't this Cold Jade? How can it be hot?"
"If you don't believe me, try it yourself."
I took out the broken wooden sword from my Seed Bag and lightly tossed it onto Cold Jade Mountain.
"Poof!"
Smoke suddenly began to rise from the wooden sword, and then a burst of flames erupted, quickly consuming the entire sword.
"Is this Yang Fire?" I stared at the familiar flames on the wooden sword. Isn't this the Yang Fire I often use? Why is Yang Fire burning in a place like this?
The characteristic of Yang Fire is that it must rely on sunlight to burn; after all, it is a subordinate flame of Sun True Fire. Without Sun True Fire, it cannot ignite.
However, we are underground right now. The previous trial space was one thing; in an alternate space, anything could happen. But now, we are inside a Demon Coffin.
"This is Yang Fire," I explained to him. "But why would Yang Fire appear in a place like this?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?" Shaoming clearly felt very irritated by my lack of understanding. "You don’t even know the secrets of this mountain and want to go up? Luckily, I reacted quickly; if I had waited any longer, my foot would have been in trouble."
Once ignited, Yang Fire is difficult to extinguish; water and dry ice are ineffective against it. The only way to put it out is to remove it from sunlight.
However, for me, extinguishing Yang Fire is still easy since I have learned about Samadhi Fire.
"The problem must lie at the top of the mountain," I pondered thoughtfully.
"But we can't get up there," Shaoming pouted.
"It's fine, just watch me." I waved my hand, and two Flying Swords popped out of the Seed Bag. "Just stand on them, and we can fly up directly."
"I don't want to," Shaoming shook her head. "What if I can't balance? Can you catch me? Falling down in a place like this would mean certain death."
"Then what do you want to do?" I glared at her. "Are you going to wait for me down there?"
"It's okay, I have my own way." Shaoming jumped and landed on my back. "You can carry me, right?"
"If I carry you, won't that make my center of gravity even more unstable?" I said helplessly. "Or do you think that if someone dies as a companion, it wouldn't be so tragic?"
"You, playing with fire, won't get burned to death, will you?" Shaoming had already started to master the art of sarcasm. "Come on, let's go!"
"My life is so hard." With no other choice, I stepped onto one of the Flying Swords and ascended along the mountainside.
The closer we got to the peak, the more we felt a faint pressure in the air. This pressure was different from the demonic aura surrounding Shaoming; it resembled the divine presence emanating from Pixiu, carrying a sense of holiness within it.
"Is that..." As we approached the objects at the mountain's summit, both Shaoming and I were taken aback.
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