Volume 1: Questioning the Past Chapter 127: Fairy, spare my life!
"Don't they say turtles run slowly? This one is too fast...!"
Gu Xiaoxing kept gasping for breath and finally escaped the old turtle's pursuit. He then continued to fly. Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. As he got closer, he became more and more excited!
Gu Xiaoxing did not fly straight towards Fulai Village. When he encountered dangerous areas marked on the map, he would bypass them without hesitation.
For example, the Devil's Hell that he encountered three days ago. The name sounds scary and only a fool would rush into it. For another example, right in front of him at this moment, there is a place called Wanku Valley recorded on the map. Will he go in?
How is that possible?
Gu Xiaoxing sneered in his heart, a place with such a terrible name could not possibly be a good place. He looked at the side and his eyes immediately lit up.
Peng's nest.
Listen, this place name is much more refreshing. I turned decisively and prepared to bypass Wanku Valley from this place.
Gu Xiaoxing did not continue to use his Fang Cun magical power to travel further, as it was too tiring to use it continuously. He waved his hand and took out the only flying magic weapon he had, which was of inferior quality!
In the small wasteland, there are many flying magic weapons, but this kind of flying magic weapon seems to be extremely scarce. After killing so many people who have completed the foundation building in Lei Yuntian, there is not even one flying magic weapon. This one at the moment was obtained when I was in the foundation building mountain.
It’s that golden feather!
As Gu Xiaoxing made a hand gesture, the golden feather instantly turned into a size of several feet, like a golden boat. It looked very extraordinary, but in fact it could not fly as fast as the Fang Cun magical power. Only when he was tired of running would Gu Xiaoxing take it out to travel and restore his cultivation at the same time.
As he stepped forward, the golden feather immediately turned into a golden light and flew away, straight into... the Peng's Nest!
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Gu Xiaoxing, who was sitting cross-legged on the golden feather, suddenly found something wrong. In such a deep and desolate place, why didn't he encounter even a monster for such a long time?
Once he had this feeling of something being wrong, Gu Xiaoxing felt it was getting more and more weird. He quickly controlled Jin Yu to stop. But when he opened his eyes, he was stunned to see several big trees in front of him, very big trees!
It’s even bigger than those giant thunder trees that are thousands of feet high in the ninth level of Thunder Cloud Sky!
Several big trees connected together seemed to have woven into an extremely huge...nest!
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing was stunned, as if he understood something. A hint of enlightenment appeared in his shocked eyes, but then came fear. Even though more than eight years had passed, that fear was still unforgettable.
Peng's nest!
In Gu Xiaoxing's impression, the only big roc that can use such a huge nest as its habitat is the golden roc that he met when he left the village to look for immortals, whose wings could cover the sky when spread out!
Now thinking back on the aura of that golden roc, there is no doubt that it is in the Nascent Soul stage!
Master Bai once said that the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the small wasteland is the ancestor of the Sword Controlling Sect. In addition, there is also a Nascent Soul demon spirit and a Nascent Soul demon beast!
Gu Xiaoxing had already seen the Nascent Soul demon spirit, it was the foundation-building mountain, and the Nascent Soul demon beast, if nothing unexpected happened, was the golden Roc!
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing turned around and ran without hesitation. He wanted to curse in his heart, who drew this map? Is there such a deceptive person?
This is clearly the most dangerous place in the entire wasteland, but it is only marked as "Peng's Nest". What kind of Wanku Valley is this? This is clearly the evil place!
"Broken furnace, wait!" The coffin suddenly spoke.
"I can't wait!" How could Gu Xiaoxing be obedient and continue running wildly.
"Since you want to run in the direction of that little Yuanying sparrow, please go ahead and pretend that I never said anything." Coffin's voice was cold.
Gu Xiaoxing paused abruptly, stopped running, and said weakly: "Master Guan, what do you mean, please explain clearly."
"It's nothing."
"After all, we are now in a life-and-death relationship. It's really not nice of you to do this."
"I don't care. It depends on what you mean."
"What I mean is that from now on, Master Guan's words are the imperial decree. I, Gu Xiaoxing, will obey his orders and will never refute them!"
"Then my meaning is very simple. I just sensed the aura of Taiyin Sui. Go pick it!"
"Taiyin Year?"
Gu Xiaoxing remembered that the broken coffin had asked him to find a batch of materials, and now, the only thing he hadn't found was the Taiyin year.
"Well, it's just outside the Peng's Nest. Don't worry, the little Yuanying sparrow is definitely not in the nest. If you act quickly, everything should be fine." said the coffin.
There was a changeable look in Gu Xiaoxing's eyes. In the end, he did not listen to Guan Gua's words and fly back to Pengchao, but ran in another direction.
"Are you sure you want to continue flying in the direction of the little sparrow?" the coffin asked again.
Gu Xiaoxing stopped again, got angry, and roared in his body: "Didn't you just say it was in that direction?"
"I have the final say on where it is. Boy, I've said before that although your Dantian is special and can temporarily avoid cause and effect, it can't be covered up forever. Without that formation, Mo Nuwa will find it sooner or later."
"You can pick the Taiyin Sui now, and there is still a chance of survival. Otherwise, you will die anyway. I will not do it myself, but will lead the Dapeng back to its nest to play with you. Whether you can escape by then depends on your fate!"
Gu Xiaoxing was extremely frustrated at this moment. As he hesitated, his expression became extremely ferocious. Finally, he gritted his teeth so hard that the sound was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Broken coffin, you are so cruel!"
Then, he turned and ran towards Pengchao.
The closer they got, the more frightened they became. Not to mention the big roc, even the big trees had cultivation, and each one was in the late Jindan stage, which was extremely terrifying!
Fortunately, the broken coffin did not lie this time. Taiyin Sui was not in the Peng Nest. Otherwise, he would not have much to do when facing those big trees in the late Jindan stage.
About two hundred miles away from Peng's Nest, the coffin commanded Gu Xiaoxing to fly in one direction, and soon a cold pond appeared.
"It's deep in the cold pond... Hmm? Wait, there seems to be another person in there." The coffin suddenly said.
"Did someone get there first? What's his level of cultivation?" Gu Xiaoxing asked, wondering if he could handle it.
"I'm not sure. This cold pond is blocked by the Taiyin Year. I can only barely sense it with my divine sense of transformation. But... it shouldn't be strong. Go down!"
Although the coffin said so, Gu Xiaoxing knew clearly in his heart that this broken coffin was only telling him what the other party was not strong, and actually had no idea whether the other party was strong or not.
But Gu Xiaoxing still chose to go in and take a look first. Although he was still afraid of death, he was not as timid as before. Along the way, he had provoked at least eight or ten Jindan monsters.
Even though he couldn't beat most of them, in the end, nothing happened to him and he escaped, right?
What Guan Gua said was right, the Fang Cun magical power is indeed the ability to escape!
Therefore, even if he knew that there was someone under the deep pool, he would not be afraid. The worst that could happen was that he would run away. Could there be another Nascent Soul underneath?
Gu Xiaoxing guessed correctly. The person under the cold pond was indeed not a Nascent Soul, but he was... a Perfect Core Formation!
When he sank into the depths of the cold pond and found a pair of eyes staring straight at him, at that moment, Gu Xiaoxing felt that those eyes were colder than the water in the cold pond, and he turned around and wanted to run.
But it's too late...
Qiao Yanran suddenly raised her hand and grabbed, and Gu Xiaoxing immediately felt that the surrounding cold pond water was desperately squeezing towards him, forming an icy water prison that trapped him tightly, making it impossible for him to struggle.
Qiao Yanran couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but her expression remained unchanged. She pulled the water prison over and stared coldly at the person in the prison, as if trying to figure out his purpose for coming down.
Gu Xiaoxing was anxious, but struggling was useless. This water prison seemed to have great magical power. Not only his body, but also his cultivation was sealed. Seeing that he could not speak, he quickly begged for mercy with his spiritual consciousness: "Fairy, please spare my life, fairy, please spare my life, I am Gu Xiaoxing, I saved Miao Yunyun, I saved Sun Yao, I saved Yun Ling..."
"Lonely Little Star?"
Hearing Gu Xiaoxing's words, Qiao Yanran frowned visibly and asked, "What is your purpose in coming here?"
Gu Xiaoxing's begging for mercy was very useful. He clearly felt that the other party's murderous intent had subsided. He then looked at Qiao Yanran seriously and was stunned. He saw that her long hair was disheveled, there was dried blood at the corner of her mouth, and there was a scar on her fair neck. The most serious one was her left abdomen, which was pierced by a long stone nail. The stone nail was still embedded there. It was extremely terrifying!
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Qiao Yanran's expression froze and she said coldly: "Answer me!"
Gu Xiaoxing didn't dare to ask more questions, and quickly looked at the gray Ganoderma lucidum where Qiao Yanran was sitting cross-legged, and said, "I came here for this Taiyin Year, and I didn't know that the fairy was recuperating here. If I have disturbed you, please forgive me, I... I'll leave now!"
Qiao Yanran thought about it for a moment and then believed what Gu Xiaoxing said. The reason why she chose to take refuge and heal her wounds here was, on the one hand, to borrow the Nascent Soul Dapeng to deter powerful enemies, and on the other hand, because there was Taiyin Sui in this cold pond, which could isolate spiritual consciousness. But this did not mean that she would let the other party leave.
"Since you're here, just stay!" Qiao Yanran said.
When Gu Xiaoxing heard this, he was immediately frightened and cried, and his consciousness screamed: "Fairy, please spare my life, don't kill me, I saved the disciples of Yunxiao Sect, I have done Yunxiao Sect a favor! Don't kill me..."
Qiao Yanran frowned and scolded softly, "Shut up! When I said stay, I didn't mean to kill you. I meant to ask you to stay with me. After I recover from my injury, I will let you go!"
"You really won't kill me?" Gu Xiaoxing's crying consciousness stopped abruptly.
Before she could answer, Qiao Yanran could not help but spit out blood again. It could be seen that she was seriously injured. She endured the pain and waved her hands, and the water prison that trapped Gu Xiaoxing collapsed.
"You'd better not think about running away!"
Qiao Yanran stared at Gu Xiaoxing coldly and warned him before closing her eyes and sitting cross-legged to heal her wounds.
Gu Xiaoxing regained his freedom, but he didn't dare to move. He only dared to ask in his heart: "Master Guan, what do you think my chances of success are if I launch a sneak attack now?"
"One percent."
"10%? That's a bit low, but you can give it a try!"
"Don't get me wrong. The 10% I mentioned is because you saved her disciple. She might do something foolishly kind and there's a 10% chance that she'll spare your life."
“…”
Gu Xiaoxing really wants to tear the broken coffin's stinky mouth apart. Isn't it enough for you to just say that you have no chance of winning?
