Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Refiner of Demons? This is the first time I've heard of it, Lian Cheng Xue frowned and shook the gourd of Luring Demon Pot: "There's no sound at all. Do you really think that Refiner of Demons is inside this gourd?"
"If that's the case, that would be great!" Duck pouted and grumbled, "Sister is human, maybe that so-called Ancestor would be easier to talk to and let her out!"
"I'm just afraid of encountering someone hard to deal with!" Ling Zhu added worriedly, turning to look at the still unconscious Lizard Spirit on the bed, as well as Jing Yue's physical body: "If Shirley doesn't come out soon, this body will really start to rot. At that point, it will be difficult to get Witch's soul back."
Everyone was at a loss. Three big men and a Duck stared intently at the Luring Demon Pot on the table, completely still, almost like sculptures. Seeing this, Ling Zhu sighed: "I say, Shirley, you should think of a way!"
"Stupid fatso, dead fatso, shameless fatso, if you have guts, come out! Hiding like this isn't what a man does!" Xiang Xueer yelled for half a day; this bastard didn't make a sound at all. Could he be asleep?
‘Snore, snore!’ A series of snoring sounds came from within. Xiang Xueer cursed under her breath: "As expected, he's asleep, that dead fatso!"
"I told you not to sleep!" She picked up her AK-47 again and sprayed bullets at the wall. After that, she took out her Crossbow. If that didn't work, Xiang Xueer simply grabbed a dagger and carved a line of big characters into the fleshy wall: Xiang Xueer was here!
"Wow, that hurts!" Finally, there was a voice. The fatso woke up from her antics and suddenly poked his head out from the wall, glaring angrily: "Dead Girl, how dare you pinch my belly!"
Pinch your belly? Xiang Xueer rolled her eyes and laughed: "Sleep on! If you can sleep through this, you stupid fatso! If you don't let me out next time, I'll just carve a hole in your belly and crawl out myself!"
"Hmph, little girl, you're so full of yourself!" The fatso slipped out from the wall with a grunt, puffing up his swollen eyes and shouted: "I tell you, unless the demon inside you comes out by itself, you can forget about me letting you go."
"Come out by itself? What a joke! If I could pull her out myself, I wouldn't need to travel inside your belly!" Xiang Xueer retorted angrily: "She's not just any character; she's a Witch, the princess of the demon realm. It's already impressive that I can suppress her!"
Demon Realm Princess? That's quite significant. Refiner of Demons immediately frowned and said: "In that case, I definitely can't let you go. Just wait to turn into a puddle of goo with her!"
After saying that, he turned to leave. Anxious, Xiang Xueer grabbed his golden vest and shouted furiously: "Are you even reasonable? She's a demon, but I'm human! Why should I take the fall for her? If I'm going down, I'm not going alone!"
"That's your problem; it has nothing to do with me!" The fatso tried desperately to rush back into the wall while Xiang Xueer refused to let go: "I don't care! If you don't let me out today, I won't let this go!"
With that, one arm tightened around his neck. The round fatso barely had a neck to speak of; besides, my sister had one arm dislocated. Even so, if I couldn't use my hands, I still had my legs! With all four limbs working together decisively, she pinned down the Refiner of Demons, executing a cross-legged strike.
"Wow, let go of me quickly!" the fat man shouted loudly. "You Dead Girl, I have always treated women well, but if you don't let go soon, I won't hold back!"
"No need to hold back, since you've never been polite!" Xiang Xueer continued to tightly secure his neck with her legs. "I don't care; you sucked me in, and now I give you two choices!"
"Two choices?" Refiner of Demons frowned upon hearing this. Xiang Xueer exclaimed, "First: you let me out immediately. Second: you eliminate the Witch's soul and then let me out!"
What a joke; this isn't really two choices. The fat man sighed in resignation, and with a 'bang,' a cloud of White Mist erupted from beside Xiang Xueer. By the time she reacted, the fat man had already vanished without a trace.
"Damn it!" Xiang Xueer cursed under her breath. After finally catching him, he managed to escape so easily. Everything had returned to square one with no progress at all. In frustration, she punched the stone beside her. Sulfuric Acid Water had already submerged her feet, and the fabric was gradually burning, emitting a hissing sound of corrosion.
Just when she felt hopeless, she heard the Witch's voice again from within her body: "Look at your pathetic state; get lost and let me handle this!"
"Thanks to you, I'm going to accompany you in death!" This dead woman actually insulted her for being useless. Xiang Xueer retorted angrily, "What? Do you think you can deal with that fat guy just by coming out?"
"Hmph!" The Witch sneered. "What do you think? With your little skills, wanting to make that ancient Ancestor let you out is just daydreaming."
Xiang Xueer slowly closed her eyes; the two met again in the space within her body. Xiang Xueer asked, "Do you have any plans?"
The Witch crossed her arms and smirked coldly with Killing Intent: "Plans? Why bother with plans? Just eliminate him!"
"Eliminate him?" Xiang Xueer thought it made sense, but that guy had hidden inside the wall. She had just exerted herself for a long time, and it seemed like it didn't even hurt him; it appeared her power was insufficient.
"Anyway, this wall is that idiot's body; it doesn't matter where we hit it, so we can destroy it freely. What do you think?" The Witch's words enlightened Xiang Xueer, and she immediately smiled. "Looks like we're both in the same boat now; we have to cooperate!"
"In that case, let's cooperate!" The Witch chuckled softly. Thus, both of them slowly closed their eyes. What they were about to do was inject their consciousness into this body simultaneously and then smash this damn broken gourd into pieces.
"Exorcism Essence: Breaking Magic Soul Locking Gun!"
“Heavenly Demon Dance: Purple Thunder Nine Strikes.”
“……”
The two women joined forces and caused a commotion inside the Luring Demon Pot.
Suddenly, a clattering sound came from the Luring Demon Pot on the table, shaking continuously. Everyone in the room stared in astonishment at the gourd that was shaking.
“What, what is happening?” Lian Cheng Xue exclaimed, standing frozen in place with wide eyes, turning to look at Li Yunyang.
Li Yunyang shook his head as well: “I don’t know either. It was fine just a moment ago; why is it suddenly shaking like this?”
Seeing this situation, Duck quickly hugged the leg of the stool tightly: “This is bad, there’s an earthquake, there’s an earthquake!”
Lan Ran Qingtian looked around in confusion; the ground wasn’t shaking at all. He shook his head: “No, there’s no earthquake. It’s the gourd that’s vibrating; could it be…?”
Before Qingtian could finish speaking, there was a loud thud as the gourd began to roll across the table. First, it performed a front flip of 360 degrees, then executed a Thomas roll, showcasing itself like a gymnastics champion.
Everyone gaped in shock, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound. Without needing to say anything, they all understood roughly what kind of grand event was happening inside; even if it wasn’t Heaven and Earth Shatter, it must have been something earth-shattering.
Finally, after quite some time, the Luring Demon Pot quieted down. Li Yunyang, with wide eyes like a goldfish, turned to look at Qingtian, swallowed hard, and pointed at the gourd, asking, “What’s going on now?”
Comment 0 Comment Count