The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 187 - 125: God Sand Breaking the Formation

As she was about to straighten up, Wen Liangyu, with great difficulty, lifted his hand from his bosom and took out a small cloth bag, placing it in her hand. His entire body was limp, and this action seed even more strenuous than it would be for an elderly person on their deathbed. At this mont, Ning Xiaoxian knew that what he handed her must be sothing precious, so she quickly snatched it.

Wen Liangyu also ford his lips into a silent phrase, mouthing three words to her: "Thank you!" She had risked coming to help him, and as he had nothing valuable on him except for this item, it was the only way he could repay her.

Without delay, she quietly moved behind Wen Liangyu, her movents as deft as a spiritual cat, not making a single sound. Wen Liangyu leaned against the chair, and when he turned his head to look back, the space was empty—there was no one there.

Even Wen Liangyu, who was usually so composed, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows at this sudden scene. There was not a single sound around, Miss Ning must have used so talisman to beco invisible, Master Fan was standing guard outside, and he wouldn’t let anyone out. Miss Ning was so clever as not to make a rash move.

Before he could think further, Master Fan’s second sentence arrived: "Is the Second Young Master Wen present?" Using his divine skills, the words seed to sound right next to Wen Liangyu’s ear.

Wen Liangyu had to suppress the doubts in his heart and responded, "Uncle Fan, the night has fallen; may I know the reason for your visit?" The poison from the flower was entwined within his body, difficult to eradicate, and even Ning Xiaoxian’s antidote was taking effect slowly; he was still completely drained of strength.

No matter how well he concealed it, Master Fan could hear the exhaustion in his voice, and actually felt a bit of admiration. The bewildering effect of the flower poison was so strong that he, Master Fan, would dare not claim he could withstand it without using spiritual power, yet the Second Young Master Wen, who could not use demonic power as a half-demon, remained sober at this ti, which showed his strong mind and perseverance far surpassed that of ordinary people.

After listening carefully for a while, in the courtyard there was only the sound of the Second Young Master Wen’s rapid breathing, and no other sounds. "City Lord Wen was concerned as he has not seen any activity from you for several days, and no one else can enter your yard, so he asked to co and check on your well-being."

His words sounded reasonable, but Wen Liangyu had already been suspicious, and besides, Ning Xiaoxian had already identified the source of the poison, so how could he easily let him into the yard now? "Many thanks to Master Fan for your concern, Liangyu is well. The night is deep, please return and rest early."

Master Fan laughed, "One must be faithful to the duty entrusted by others; City Lord Wen entrusted to check on you, how can I return without seeing you?" With that said, he maneuvered his magic artifact and flew into the courtyard.

Wen Liangyu coughed lightly and said, "This young nephew is unwell and unable to co forward to guide you, so I hope Uncle Fan will please co in by yourself."

Master Fan’s previous few probing sentences didn’t truly expect him to let him in, and at this point, couldn’t be bothered to speak further, he gave a light snort and entered the array.

Wen Liangyu’s words concealed his emotions, but his heart sank. If Master Fan had hesitated for a while before entering the array, perhaps he would not have been able to break the array; but now he seed to be fully prepared, indicating that the array would not hold him back for long. Wen Liangyu had hastily set up the Mist Shadow Blood Evil Array after discovering he was poisoned. The courtyard had too few items, and the array was flawed in many places, unable to exert its greatest effect.

Yet even so, the stones on the ground, the flower pots, the plants, and the fountain in the middle were all placed in such a way that seed to implicitly contain so mystery, giving people the sense that their locations were natural and proper.

A gale blew through, yet the plants within the array did not even rustle a leaf. The small space within the array seed to be frozen, existing independently from the mortal world.

Before Ning Xiaoxian disappeared, she adjusted the position of Wen Liangyu’s chair to face the door. From his angle, looking inside the array after Master Fan entered was like encountering a ghost wall in the mountains: muttering to himself, stepping left, then right. Though the distance from the courtyard wall to the building was only about thirty feet, he just couldn’t walk straight through.

Seeing this, Wen Liangyu felt a movent in his heart, and a doubt that had not co to mind before erged: "If Master Fan has such difficulty breaking the array, how did Miss Ning manage to enter safely just now?" The mysteries surrounding this woman were perhaps too nurous. He couldn’t help but look back again, but the hall was completely empty, with not even a ghost’s shadow.

At that mont, Ning Xiaoxian was, of course, safely within God Demon Prison, listening to Changtian explain the situation outside.

"Wen Liangyu is most likely to be captured. What should we do next?"

The response from Changtian was a concise two words: "Leave. You can’t save him."

But when Ning Xiaoxian opened the small bag gifted by the Second Young Master Wen, she couldn’t help but wryly smile: "I’m afraid we can’t leave so easily just yet."