novelapdf Chapter 278 A full-strength god-level team, what's the point of hiding!
Chapter 278 A full-strength god-level team, what's the point of hiding!
The night wind blew through the withered trees in the mountain valley, bringing a touch of coolness.
A pale, fish-belly white light appeared on the horizon, illuminating this site of carnage with a touch of brightness.
With dark circles under his eyes, Mo Chengyue stiffly crawled out of the huge spirit skin tent.
He felt as if his bones were stuck in rusty gears, and every movement caused him pain.
Spending last night among those five women with completely different auras was even more devastating than taking a full-force blow from Guile.
They dared not even make a mistake in their breathing rhythm, for fear of accidentally igniting the powder keg of those old ladies.
He exhaled a deep breath and quickly made hand seals with his fingers.
The spiritual power of the Yin-Yang Virtue Harmony Scripture flowed quietly through the meridians, silently dispelling the extremely concealed aura-gathering array on the outer perimeter of the camp.
He deftly stuffed the spirit wood and windproof animal hides that had been arranged around the area into his worn-out storage bag.
As the spiritual light of the formation dissipated, the heavy curtain of the tent was lifted by a fair hand.
Qin Wanzhuang was the first to step out. Facing the morning dew, she began to wipe the Blazing Sun Sword in her hand with an icy expression.
Although she remained serious and unsmiling, the coldness in her eyes was noticeably less than usual when she glanced at Mo Chengyue's back.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Jianhuan lazily stretched her graceful figure and walked out, yawning with seductive eyes.
Su Qingying remained as aloof as ever, holding the Jade Spirit Sword in her arms like a snow lotus standing proudly in the wind.
Jin Qiaoqiao strode out with haughty steps, and the senses of a transformed demon instantly swept across the surroundings.
Lin Miaoyin, carrying a rosewood pipa, followed closely behind, her eyes still filled with the shyness of the previous night as she looked at Mo Chengyue.
After last night's seemingly casual conversation that was actually a test of each other, the five women regained their composure under the daylight.
At least the tense atmosphere of potential confrontation at any moment had completely disappeared.
At that moment, a graceful figure leaped down from a towering ancient tree in the distance.
Xie Buci carried the empty, low-quality spirit wine jug and tapped it idly in his palm with a folding fan.
He gave the relieved Mo Chengyue a look that was both playful and teasing.
"It seems our third brother is still in good health."
"You managed to crawl up unscathed from that field of flowers last night; I truly admire you, senior brother."
Xie Buci's tone revealed a mischievous urge to stir up trouble.
Mo Chengyue rolled his eyes in annoyance, too lazy to pay attention to this cheap senior brother who loved to watch the drama unfold.
Qin Wanzhuang paused for a moment as she wiped her sword, a dangerous glint of light reflecting off the blade.
"If you're bored out of your mind, Senior Brother, I can spar with you a couple of times."
"Consider it a way to stretch these muscles that have been idle all night."
Xie Buci immediately raised his hands in surrender, a roguish smile on his face.
"Stop! I wouldn't dare mess with you now."
"It's almost dawn, we should get going."
After saying that, Xie Buci skillfully reached into the storage bag at his waist.
He habitually pulled out a large stack of top-grade concealment talismans engraved with intricate runes, preparing to distribute them to everyone as usual.
This has always been Qingquanfeng's deeply ingrained way of doing things.
"Take these, the time for this site visit is almost up, and this period is always the most ominous."
"Those poor bastards who didn't find the treasure, and the monsters driven to the brink of despair, are now acting like mad dogs."
"Just to be on the safe side, we should do what we did when we first came in: put up talismans and form an invisibility array."
"Sneak out quietly along those deserted animal trails, and try not to offend anyone."
His words were full of survival wisdom gleaned from years of experience in the cultivation world.
However, the stack of talismans he was holding remained suspended in mid-air for a long time, and no one reached out to take them.
Yu Jianhuan burst into a cute laugh, the sound of which seemed particularly abrupt in the early morning forest.
She casually toyed with a wisp of pink light between her fingertips, the light coiling around her slender, jade-like fingers as if it were alive.
"Old Xie, have you gotten confused from staying in these ruins?"
"I just changed into these clothes. If I roll around in those muddy animal trails and get them dirty, can you afford to pay for it?"
Jin Qiaoqiao was even more direct, letting out an undisguised snort from her nose.
A terrifying pressure belonging to a great demon in the transformation stage rippled outwards from her body like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
"The dignity of the Peacock royal family will never allow me to sneak around like a rat that cannot see the light of day."
Su Qingying's cool eyes revealed an undisguised arrogance.
The Azure Spirit Sword at her waist emitted a clear and high-pitched sword cry, as if responding to its master's state of mind.
"The sharpness of a swordsman lies in being unyielding and unbending; hiding one's head and revealing one's tail is truly contrary to the true spirit of the sword."
Qin Wanzhuang flipped her wrist, and the Blazing Sun Sword was neatly sheathed in a blinding flash of cold light.
She glanced at Xie Buci indifferently, her tone calm yet resolute.
"It used to be because I had too many children to take care of, but now it's unnecessary."
The powerful aura emanating from these women in every gesture created an impenetrable web.
This power has long surpassed the conventional understanding of the combat capabilities of this ruin.
Mo Chengyue looked at Xie Buci's hand, which was frozen in mid-air, and touched his nose helplessly.
He sighed deeply, walked over to Xie Buci, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Senior Brother, look at our current setup."
"A Nascent Soul stage transformed demon, plus four genius sword cultivators at the peak of the Core Formation stage and a saintess."
"Not to mention, we can also form the Four Saints Formation at any time, which can even kill Nascent Soul cultivators."
"If you were to take this bunch of living ancestors on the beast path now, even the blind puppets passing by would be so frightened that they would move away overnight."
These candid words struck Xie Buci and the two junior disciples who had been cowering in the back like a hammer blow.
The junior disciple gasped, only then belatedly realizing what had happened.
This full-strength team of ten has unknowingly grown into the most terrifying monsters in this ruin.
Xie Buci stared at Mo Chengyue for a full two seconds, the astonishment in his eyes gradually fading.
He suddenly tilted his head back and let out a deep, yet extremely penetrating laugh.
The laughter shook the leaves and startled several birds that were roosting in the woods.
He casually crumpled up the stack of top-grade concealing talismans that he usually treasured so much, and stuffed them back into his pocket.
Immediately afterwards, he flipped his wrist and took the gilded folding fan that had been with him for many years and was used specifically for putting on an act.
His fingers lingered on the fan ribs for a moment before he solemnly put it into the deepest storage bag.
"The third brother is right."
"For the past fifty years, I've been playing the subservient role for so long that I've almost forgotten what my own surname is."