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"Are you even worthy to ask for my name? Don't mention you, even if the founding ancestors of both your families were here, they would still have to address me as their senior. Hand over the antidote for the ice abyss spell. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." Niu Xiaohua spoke with a soft tone, showing no hint of anger, but every word was decisive and unquestionable.
"Ridiculous! It's the duty of cultivators to subdue demons and evil spirits! There's no reason to injure a demon and then seek treatment for it," Si Huan shook his head with a sly smile, "If I remember correctly, young lady, you and this Wolf demon are a couple, right? You both have quite the audacity, daring to get married at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Do you think that the The Eight Martial sect of Kunlun are all useless?!"
"Isn't it?" Niu Xiaohua asked, then her jade finger lightly swept through the air, and a wooden Yao Qin appeared out of thin air. She held the qin, stroked the strings, and said softly, "I have never been fond of killing or being cruel. I'll give you one last chance... hand over the antidote for the ice abyss spell." Zishu and Si Huan exchanged a glance. "Si Huan, why does this sentence sound so familiar to me?"
"Zishu Senior Brother! Don't be swayed by this seductress! Since she wants to die, let's send her on her way! It's not easy to encounter a Thousand Year Wolf Demon! We mustn't let this opportunity slip by! With its demon pill, even if we can't become immortals, our cultivation will not be low! Let's do it!"
Before the words had even finished, Niu Xiaohua made the first move. Her jade foot stepped forward half a foot, crossing over the body of the qin. Her left arm embraced it, while her right hand, with five fingers resting on the strings, curved as if making a fist, then suddenly opened up.
A burst of sound waves erupted like thunder from the nine heavens, followed by two or three consecutive pitches that dispersed in all directions like ripples in water.
The low-level disciples who were hit by the sound waves immediately dropped their weapons, clutching their heads in pain, staggering and stumbling around in a frenzied manner.
Zishu and Si Huan were greatly shocked.
"What... what kind of technique is this?! I've never seen it before..." Si Huan took a few steps back, looking terrified.
Zishu snorted, "Demon magic!"
With that, she brandished her sword and charged straight towards Niu Xiaohua.
Niu Xiaohua stood his ground, placing his left palm against the end of the qin, and used the head of the qin to strike towards Zishu.
Zishu saw the situation and secretly rejoiced: using a wooden qin head to block my divine sword? Are you crazy?
With a bang, the qin and the sword clashed. Yao Qin was unharmed, but the long sword was unexpectedly broken into several pieces. Zishu was also sent flying more than ten feet, unable to help but be shocked and pale.
Zishu is a high-level disciple of the Qionghua sect, and is adept at handling emergencies. He steadied himself and launched another attack.
Niu Xiaohua saw him display his martial arts skills, so he decided to abandon Yao Qin and engage in a martial arts confrontation. The two fought in a not-so-spacious clearing in the woods, with each move being infused with spiritual power. The spiritual forces of their palm winds clashed, causing the surrounding branches and leaves to rustle. The rapid collision of spiritual forces created such a powerful pressure that it made Aragaki Nigaki struggle to keep his eyes open.
"Your spiritual power is not weak. What position do you hold in Qionghua?" Niu Xiaohua asked as he struck out with a palm, only to be repelled by Zishu's fist. "If you can help cure my husband's poison, I will allow you to become the sect leader."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples were shaken.
Si Huan retorted, "Nonsense! Who do you think you are?! How dare you speak wildly! Zishu senior brother is the direct disciple of Qionghua sect leader, and is the candidate for the next sect leader. Why do we need your approval?! Although you have no demonic aura, as long as you associate with demons, you are all considered Demonic beings!"
"Young lady, your tone is too arrogant!"
"Zishu Senior Brother, my senior brother Court will be here soon. Once he arrives, we will definitely be able to capture this seductress!"
Si Huan laughed three times, unable to conceal his inner joy, his eyes occasionally glancing at Aragaki Nigaki.
"Court?"
Upon hearing the name Zishu, there was obviously some shock. "Are you talking about the genius young man from your sect? He has been the champion of the Kunlun Immortal Path Grand Competition for twelve years since he was ten, and then disappeared. Now he has returned to the sect?"
Seeing Zishu's surprise, Si Huan couldn't help but feel even more arrogant. "Of course! Although my senior brother's cultivation is short, he is proficient in martial arts and immortal techniques. He has been in seclusion for these years and I heard he has been practicing new techniques. There is no monster in this world that he cannot subdue! What's terrifying is that he is only thirty-one years old this year, and in the future, he will definitely ascend to immortality!"
"I have also heard of it. I heard that he is hailed as the hope of the entire Kunlun. All eight factions want to use him to confront the Xiandu Mountain and Yunqi temple in the southeast. His arrival is timely, perhaps he has the antidote."
Niu Xiaohua was not afraid but rather delighted to hear this name, which was something Si Huan had never expected.
"Young lady, are you out of your mind? He is the strongest disciple of our Kunlun Mountain! He once emerged unscathed from a confrontation with the 'Wuxiang demon king.' The Wuxiang demon king is second only to the demon ancestor, Donghuang Taiyi."
Si Huan looked arrogant, with a sly smile on his face.
Niu Xiaohua remained calm and smiled gracefully, explaining, " Wuxiang demon King? It's been a long time since I heard that title. All demons have a form. For example, my husband Aragaki Nigaki is a Wolf demon, and his 'form' is that of a wolf. The form of a flower demon is a flower. However, Wuxiang demon has cultivated to a certain level where they have transcended their original form. Without a true form, they are called Wuxiang demon. In the demon world, Wuxiang demon can be called a king, hence the title ' Wuxiang demon King'."
Niu Xiaohua took a few steps forward.
"Their spiritual power is far beyond that of any ordinary demon. Even low-level divine beings would have to think twice before facing the Wuxiang demon king. Am I right?"
"Who... who are you?!" Zishu was both shocked and fearful to hear Niu Xiaohua's casual explanation.
This ancient secret is only found in the hidden scriptures of the major sects, and ordinary disciples have no right to access it. Even the sect leaders and elders are not as knowledgeable about it as Niu Xiaohua. Since Niu Xiaohua is not a disciple of Xianmen, why does she know so much about it?
"Don't be afraid, I don't crave killing, I just want the antidote."
Niu Xiaohua walked up to Aragaki Nigaki and gently said, "Mr.Nigaki, please wait. The young man named Court may have the antidote. He will be here soon. I will play the piano for you. You used to love listening to me play the piano."
Sitting down, she lightly moved her fingers, and the Yao Qin floated into her arms. A clear and ethereal melody immediately arose, captivating the listeners, making them unable to stop.
Aragaki Nigaki leaned against the tree trunk, his eyes unfocused, but in his heart he thought: "A big man actually made a woman stand up for me!" Aragaki Nigaki Ah! You're really a soft rice man! Damn it, this body is already ruined... I can't move even if I want to...
Zishu and Si Huan saw Niu Xiaohua strolling leisurely, calm and unhurried, and couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat from the bottom of their hearts, both thinking: Is this girl really a hidden master?
After one piece was played, another followed. Niu Xiaohua played four pieces in a row.
Zishu and Si Huan were completely immersed in the rhythm of the music, feeling more and more emotional as they listened. By the time the last piece played, they found themselves shedding tears unconsciously. The melodies were sometimes gentle and soothing, calming their hearts, and at other times grand and powerful, striking at their souls. As they listened, the two of them sat down, setting aside their weapons, and simply listened intently.
After playing, Niu Xiaohua gently pressed the strings with her fingertips and elegantly stood up. "Mr. Nigaki, how was my performance?" Aragaki Nigaki is a modern office worker who knows nothing about music. He just feels that the tune sounds familiar. He nods and thinks to himself, "These pieces sound so familiar... could it be that I heard them before I crossed over?"
"It looks like my guess was right. It really is you," a clear male voice came from the trees.
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