PFC Chapter 191 The Turbulent Waters of the Mineral Vein
Chapter 191 The Turbulent Waters of the Mineral Vein
Zhuang Yu felt the spiritual energy surging within his body, like a flood about to burst its banks. The bottleneck of the late-stage peak of the Nascent Soul realm was about to be broken, and the Divine Transformation realm was just around the corner!
A sense of joy spread from the bottom of his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.
However, before the smile could fully bloom, it froze on his face.
A rapid transmission talisman pierced the air and landed in his hand.
Zhuang Yu unfolded the document and his expression changed drastically. His initial joy was instantly replaced by worry, and he frowned as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Young Master, what happened?" Wang Yao keenly noticed Zhuang Yu's emotional fluctuations and asked with concern.
She noticed that the originally peaceful and serene atmosphere around her had been enveloped by a tense atmosphere.
"Something's happened at the mine." Zhuang Yu's voice was low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in it.
The spirit crystal mine is the foundation he has painstakingly built and a crucial support for his future plans; he cannot afford to make any mistakes.
Without a second thought, Zhuang Yu grabbed Wang Yao's hand, and in a flash, he transformed into a streak of light, speeding towards the spirit crystal mine.
The wind howled, the scenery rushed past, and Wang Yao felt a blur before her eyes before she arrived at the entrance of the mine.
The sight before him made Zhuang Yu's heart sink.
The spirit crystal vein, which had been radiating a stable light, was now flickering erratically, like a candle flame swaying in the wind, as if it might go out at any moment.
The surrounding spiritual energy became chaotic, churning and surging like boiling water, and a chilling aura permeated the air.
"It's them!" Zhuang Yu recognized the aura; it was the mysterious force he had defeated before!
Unwilling to accept defeat, they resorted to underhanded tactics again!
A surge of anger welled up in Zhuang Yu's heart. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes blazing as he stared straight into the depths of the mine.
There, an even more powerful force was brewing, like a sleeping behemoth about to awaken.
"Yao'er, step back!" Zhuang Yu's voice was deep and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.
Although Wang Yao didn't understand why, she had absolute trust in Zhuang Yu, so she took a few steps back without hesitation, her eyes fixed on Zhuang Yu's back.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the restless spiritual energy within his body, his eyes flashing with a resolute light.
He slowly raised his hand, and a dazzling light condensed in his palm, radiating a suffocating pressure.
"Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being impolite!" Zhuang Yu's voice was as cold as frost, like a judgment from the deepest hell.
He took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant...
Wang Yao was left alone, bewildered in the wind.
"Young Master..." Wang Yao murmured softly.
Zhuang Yu transformed into a golden ray of light and headed straight for the center of the mine.
The chaotic spiritual energy along the way was like a thin veil before him, easily torn apart and dissipated.
Wherever it passed, the mineral veins regained their original luster, and a steady, soft light once again illuminated the dark passage.
"Who dares to disturb my spirit crystal mine!" Zhuang Yu roared, his voice booming like a bell, making the mine reverberate.
The figures lurking in the shadows visibly trembled. They hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to so easily dissolve the chaotic spiritual energy field they had carefully set up.
"Damn it! How did this kid's strength improve so quickly!" A shrill voice came from the darkness, carrying a hint of barely concealed fear.
"Don't panic! We still have puppet guards!" another rough voice replied, but there was a hint of unease in its tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, two enormous puppet guards emerged from the darkness and stood in front of Zhuang Yu.
These two puppets were made entirely of black metal, with complex runes engraved on their surfaces. They exuded a cold and dangerous aura and were clearly more powerful than the puppets they had encountered before.
Zhuang Yu's gaze sharpened; he dared not be careless.
He raised his hand and unleashed a sharp sword aura, slashing straight at the chest of one of the puppet guards.
With a clang, the sword energy collided with the metal body of the puppet guard, sparking dazzling sparks.
However, the puppet guards remained completely still, without even a scratch.
"Haha! These are our meticulously crafted Vajra puppets. With your meager skills, you think you can hurt them?" The henchmen hiding in the shadows laughed wildly, as if they could already see Zhuang Yu being torn to pieces by the puppets.
Zhuang Yu frowned slightly; he hadn't expected these puppets to have such astonishing defensive capabilities.
He gathered his spiritual power again, preparing to unleash an even more powerful attack.
Just then, the two Vajra puppets moved simultaneously.
They were incredibly fast, like two black lightning bolts, and arrived in front of Zhuang Yu in an instant.
The enormous metal fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed heavily into Zhuang Yu's chest.
Zhuang Yu quickly dodged, barely avoiding the attack.
However, the puppet's attacks were relentless, like a storm, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of impacts echoed through the mine, forcing Zhuang Yu to retreat repeatedly. His clothes were torn apart by the powerful force, leaving him in a sorry state.
"Hahaha! Kid, weren't you so great? How come you look like a stray dog now?" The henchmen became even more smug, and their laughter was incessant.
Zhuang Yu's face was gloomy. He never expected that he would be forced into such a situation by these puppets.
He took a deep breath,
"Hmph, such a trivial skill, yet you dare to show off your limited abilities before an expert!" He sneered, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his hand...
As the golden light faded, a long sword, its surface crystal clear, appeared in Zhuang Yu's hand.
The sword exuded a faint chill, and its blade was incredibly sharp, as if it could cut through everything in the world.
A powerful pressure emanated from the sword, causing even the air to freeze.
This is another treasure he obtained in the mysterious space—the Frost Sword!
"Let me show you true power!" A glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes, and he swung out the Frost Sword.
A dazzling sword light pierced the darkness, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, carrying an overwhelming force, and fiercely struck one of the Vajra puppets.
With a crisp "crack!", the incredibly hard metal body of the Vajra Puppet was actually severed by a single sword strike!
The fractured area is as smooth as a mirror, without a single rough spot.
The puppet crashed to the ground, its scattered metal fragments gleaming with a cold light.
"What?!" The henchmen hiding in the shadows exclaimed in surprise, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Their meticulously crafted Vajra puppet was destroyed so easily!
The other Vajra puppet, though not destroyed, was also affected, and its movements became noticeably slower.
Zhuang Yu seized the opportunity and swung the Frost Sword again, unleashing a torrential downpour of sharp sword energy that enveloped the Vajra Puppet.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
A series of metallic clangs echoed through the mine. Although the Vajra Puppet tried its best to resist, it ultimately could not withstand the sharpness of the Frost Sword, and its body was covered with cracks.
A cold glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes, and the Frost Sword suddenly thrust out, striking the Vajra Puppet squarely in the chest.
With a loud "boom," the Vajra Puppet shattered completely, turning into a pile of scrap metal scattered on the ground.
The henchmen hiding in the shadows were terrified when they saw this and turned to run away.
"Trying to leave? Too late!" Zhuang Yu snorted coldly, and in a flash, he blocked their way.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from deep within the mine.
"Young Master!" A clear voice rang out, and Wang Yao appeared at the entrance of the mine.
Seeing that Zhuang Yu was safe and sound, she showed a relieved expression, but her eyes were still full of worry.
"Why are you here? It's dangerous here!" Zhuang Yu frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of reproach.
“I’m worried about you, young master…” Wang Yao’s voice was soft, but full of strength.
Zhuang Yu felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Wang Yao's worried eyes, his heart filled with emotion.
"I'm fine," he said softly, reaching out to gently stroke Wang Yao's hair.
Just then, a chilling voice echoed from deep within the mine: "I didn't expect you to possess such a powerful magic weapon. But do you think you can win just like that?"
Zhuang Yu's gaze sharpened as he looked into the depths of the mine, and he said coldly, "Then let's give it a try!"
Zhuang Yu did not immediately pursue the fleeing henchmen. He sheathed his Frost Sword, his eyes gleaming as if he were deep in thought.
He slowly walked deeper into the mine, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable air of authority: "Come out, I know you're still here."
In the darkness, a rustling sound rang out, and the figures that had fled earlier reappeared, their faces filled with terror, yet also with a hint of resentment.
They looked at Zhuang Yu cautiously, as if he were a ferocious beast that might devour someone at any moment.
"Your strength is not bad; at least it allows me to stretch my muscles a little," Zhuang Yu said calmly, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
He paused, then said, "However, you need not be so afraid. I do not intend to exterminate you today."
"What?" The people from the mysterious forces looked at each other, clearly not expecting Zhuang Yu to say such a thing.
They originally thought that what awaited them was a merciless massacre.
"I have a suggestion. Why don't we cooperate and share this spirit crystal mine?" Zhuang Yu said slowly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"Cooperation?" A shrill voice rang out again, tinged with disbelief.
“That’s right. Instead of letting the spirit crystal mine go to waste, why don’t we develop it together and share the resources? What do you think?” Zhuang Yu said. Rather than confronting each other head-on, it would be better to turn enemies into friends, which would also buy him more time.
"This..." The people from the mysterious forces hesitated, as they hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to make such a suggestion.
Wang Yao stood aside, looking at Zhuang Yu with some confusion. She didn't understand why Zhuang Yu would make such a decision.
In her view, these mysterious forces clearly wanted to kill them, so why should she cooperate with them?
Just as the two sides fell into a brief silence, a deep and magnetic voice came from the depths of the mine: "I am somewhat interested in your proposal."
As the voice faded, a mysterious figure dressed in a black robe slowly emerged from the darkness.
He was tall and exuded a chilling aura of oppression.
Beneath the black robe, a pair of deep eyes could be vaguely seen, as if they could see through everything in the world.
Zhuang Yu's pupils contracted slightly. He could sense the powerful aura emanating from this mysterious man, which was far stronger than that of the previous lackeys.
He was wary inside, but outwardly remained calm.
"Who are you?" Zhuang Yu asked, his voice still deep and firm.
The mysterious man did not answer Zhuang Yu's question immediately, but instead slowly swept his gaze over everyone present.
His gaze was like a sharp blade, and wherever it fell, it stung.
Wang Yao gripped Zhuang Yu's hand tightly. She could feel the tension in Zhuang Yu's body and knew that the situation might become even more dangerous.
The mysterious man's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He spoke slowly, his voice like a whisper from the abyss, "Who I am... does it matter?"