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Chapter 259 Crisis

The female ghost raised her hand, channeling her ghostly energy to try and knock the talisman away, but the talisman remained motionless, flying straight toward her heart.

The female ghost then realized something was wrong, but it was too late for her to escape. "Sizzle—"

The talisman ignited with white flames upon contact with her skin, emitting plumes of scorching black smoke.

"what--"

The female ghost's shrill screams almost pierced everyone's eardrums.

Xun Liu was taken aback. Did her talisman still have such power?

However, before she could figure it out, the female ghost was burned to ashes by the talisman.

The impenetrable scene around them began to crumble, and suddenly a light rain began to fall from the sky.

Yun Fuzhao saw that the longevity locks on Yu Zhiyue and the others were corroded by the rain and turned into overlapping characters.

It's the name the female ghost mentioned before.

Chang San watched quietly for a moment, then suddenly took out a suona and played it, sending the female ghost off on her final journey.

"That scared me to death," Yuchi Gong exhaled heavily. "I thought we weren't going to get out of here alive."

Yu Zhiyue exclaimed, "That's amazing! To be able to draw such incredible talismans in such a short time!"

Bu Xiuwei: "That's not fair of you. You have this talent but you're keeping it hidden."

Xunliu was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I don't know what happened myself."

“That’s too modest,” Yun Fuzhao patted her shoulder. “Who will dare to say that our Wuming family has no geniuses in the future?”

Just as everyone was expressing their feelings, that familiar voice rang out again.

"Yun Chao... save me!"

Yun Fuzhao looked at the red velvet cloth on the ground. After the female ghost died, the kappa visibly shrank.

His face was sallow, like a withered and decaying branch in the dead of winter.

His mouth was slightly open, and Hu Chengcai's voice came from his throat.

Yuchi Gong's expression was grave. "Is Hu Chengcai inside, or is this guy him?"

Yun Fuzhao shook his head. "I don't know."

Hu Chengcai's voice grew louder and louder, and the old baby's head began to swell little by little.

Everyone was startled and retreated.

His head swelled to the size of a roadside pillar, and cracks slowly appeared on his face, spreading outwards like shattered glass.

Two hands covered in an unknown liquid tore open the skin of a face, revealing a face covered in a thin, transparent liquid film.

There were even bloodstains on the membrane, just like the placenta that sticks to a newborn baby.

One of the disciples couldn't resist and turned around to look out.

Yun Fuzhao's stomach churned, but that guy still called out to her in a dry, hoarse voice.

"Yun Chao, give me a hand!"

"...I refuse. Climb out yourself."

Hu Chengcai called out to Yun Fuzhao for a long time, but Yun Fuzhao wouldn't come over. Helpless, he could only crawl out from inside. He saw the slime on his body and felt nauseous. He cried out in despair, "I want to take a bath! I want to take a bath!"

"Yun Chao, look."

Yu Chi Yan opened her palm, on which lay six round beads, which were the Heart Fire.

"After working for most of the day, we only got six."

Yun Fuzhao took three of them, saying, "I won't take that risk next time."

Yuchi Gong nodded, "Compared to this, the missions we've experienced before are like heaven and earth."

Thinking of something, he smiled and said, "Since the mission is complete, let's take our leave now."

Yun Fuzhao nodded. "Alright. See you at the finish line then."

After experiencing this ordeal, the disciples of the Yuchi family completely changed their attitude towards the nameless family, and all followed Yuchi Gong in clasping their hands in greeting.

The initial disdain was nowhere to be seen on his face.

Soon, the two groups parted ways.

Including the three Heart Flames they just acquired and the ones they seized from the He family, they now have a total of nineteen.

The quantity is quite considerable.

As long as they don't lose heart in the later stages, they should be able to achieve a good ranking in this aristocratic family competition.

Yun Fuzhao glanced at the sky; it was completely dark, and nighttime was the most dangerous time.

Having just fought a tough battle, the members of the Nameless Clan had almost exhausted their spiritual energy, and her dantian was completely empty.

The spiritual energy outside is not as abundant as in the cultivation world; it would take a whole night to fill one's dantian.

The further you go in, the fewer there are. When you really face those powerful families, it's not just about cultivation level, but also the amount of spiritual energy they have.

They must first bide their time and conceal their abilities.

Let me treat your wound first.

Just as Yun Fuzhao was pondering where would be safest, Bian Luo walked towards her.

He must have spent a long time mentally preparing himself; his face was practically buried in the ground.

Upon hearing this, Yun Fuzhao noticed that the wound on his right arm was still bleeding.

She belatedly realized she was in some pain.

"Ok."

The group walked to a place where the vegetation was lush and took a rest.

Fortunately, the moon was very bright tonight, and the moonlight allowed her to see some things clearly.

For example, Bian Luo's hands trembled like Parkinson's disease.

Xun Liu laughed at him, "Don't be so nervous, will you?"

Bian Luo's cheeks flushed even redder. He felt guilty about his lack of skill. "I'm...sorry..."

"No need to apologize, just consider it practice for you."

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Hu Cheng shouted, "Can't you see I'm injured too? Hurry up and heal my wounds!"

His voice was so loud that it even startled the birds perched in the trees.

Yun Fuzhao gave Yu Zhiyue a look, and the latter quickly and neatly tied him up and stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

Hu Chengcai's face turned red with anger, but he could only futilely utter "woo-woo" sounds.

My ears were finally at peace.

“You promised me,” Shang Ji squatted down beside her, “that you would take me out.”

I forgot there was a gossipy person here.

Bian Luo squatted down in front of her, and Yun Fuzhao didn't know how to speak, so she could only give him an affirming look.

Shang Ji laughed, "Since that's the case, then I'll help you to the end." He said, "Someone is coming this way. My initial estimate is that their cultivation level is not low."

Yun Fuzhao was startled. She asked Bian Luo, "How much longer?"

"Soon, all that's left is bandaging."

"Hurry," Yun Fuzhao reminded the others, "someone is coming, we must leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, the group stood up and said, "Okay."

"Strange, I clearly heard a sound just now."

One of the disciples asked in confusion.

Standing at the front, Shangguan Yun looked around. He stepped forward and smelled a very faint scent of blood in the air. "They just left not long ago."

The disciple from the Shangguan family was somewhat excited. "We've been walking for almost a day and haven't encountered a single aristocratic family. I'm itching to get my hands dirty."

"Haha, these powerful families are too cowardly, they're all avoiding us."

Shangguan Yun pointed in a direction, "This way."

The group walked several hundred meters, but didn't see a single person.

"what happened?"

"Young Master has never made a mistake."

Shangguan Yun frowned slightly. The smell of blood disappeared here, which meant that those people were hiding here.

"Search separately; they're definitely hiding nearby."

"Order."

By the faint moonlight, Shangguan Yun carefully surveyed his surroundings.

There was only one towering tree in front of him.

However, in reality, Yun Fuzhao and his group were squatting right in front of him, but he just couldn't see them.