HCB Chapter 240 A Miracle with a Single Draw
Chapter 240 A Miracle with a Single Draw
Yang Jiao steadied herself.
A cloud condensed again and discussed with the Mosquito Taoist:
"Actually, it's not that we can't do anything at all."
"How many points?" Mosquito Taoist revealed her slender, fair wrist, gesturing with her fingers, "Up to this point?"
Then it moved to the elbow.
Is this enough?
Then it moved to his shoulder:
"This is all you can handle?"
Yang Jiao raised the Mosquito Taoist for ten years, a full ten years.
This kid's mental maturity has grown a little bit since he first died in the Blood Sea.
I used to not understand anything.
Right now, I only understand the literal meaning.
Are there any kindergartens in this vast and chaotic world? Can she pay merits to send her child to kindergarten for early education?
She hesitated for a long time before speaking:
"In situations like the one where you saved me, you can use your hands."
After listening, the mosquito went to understand it on its own from the side of the cloud.
You can use your hands to save Yang Jiao.
So, if Yang Jiao is in danger, then we can step in, right?
Then, let's go on a rampage!
below.
Li Muzha and Yang Sen were both thrown back by the blast, but Muzha's cultivation was a level higher than Yang Sen's, so his injuries were not as severe.
Yang Sen was on the verge of death.
After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Li Muzha struggled to stand up.
Pointing at Yang Sen, one of the four Taoist priests from Kowloon Island, he said hatefully:
"What a cruel heart! He actually made the magic weapon self-destruct in an attempt to kill me!"
Blood trickled from his mouth as he walked step by step toward Yang Sen, his clothes torn and his hair charred.
His eyes were fierce, and he gave a cold laugh:
"You mere Qi cultivator from Kowloon Island dare to stand before me? Do you know that my master is none other than the Venerable Puxian, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals!"
After more than a decade of cultivation, I almost fell into this person's hands today.
Yang Sen was already seriously injured and was barely breathing.
He looked up at the tall Soul-Guiding Banner standing above the clouds and recalled the days when he and his four brothers cultivated together on Kowloon Island.
Now, the three of them have already entered that world.
I will soon be able to reunite with them.
Thinking about this, I'm not so afraid of dying anymore.
The two were blasted a considerable distance, and Muzha had to rest after walking only a few steps.
The power of the magic weapon's self-destruction was still too much for him to bear, and his aura became extremely chaotic.
Just then, Nezha arrived.
He glanced at Muzha and his eyes lit up. He flew to Yang Jiao's cloud and sat with her.
Yang Jiao's cloud wasn't very big, and the three of them looked a bit crowded on it.
When Nezha sat down, he tilted his body and pushed Mosquito Taoist out of the way.
Mosquito Taoist was still gesturing about how many points to use when Nezha snatched his spot before he could react, and he immediately became unhappy.
"What's your surname? Can't you see there's someone here?"
What's your surname?
Nezha smiled and thought, "Well, this mosquito isn't so tactless after all; at least it didn't mention the surname."
I won't argue with her.
He turned his head to look at Yang Jiao and said:
"When are we going to kill Yang Sen?"
Yang Jiao knew that Nezha had seen through her little scheme at a glance.
The thief happily said:
"Wait a minute, Muzha hasn't even arrived yet."
The short distance of a few hundred meters felt like walking on thorns, each step causing Muzha to tremble with pain.
Mosquito Taoist, chin in hand, stood behind the clouds, repeatedly throwing punches at Nezha's back!
This is not a good lotus root!
If it weren't for Yang Jiao, she would have sucked Nezha into dried lotus root!
It smells quite nice...
Taking advantage of this free time, Yang Jiao, the gambling addict, hadn't drawn any cards in a long time. Now that she had four, she thought:
Four unlucky things, so why not take a small smoke?
"System, give me four single pulls."
The sound of drawing cards echoed in my mind.
Yang Jiao waited expectantly.
There are quite a few fragments of nine cards in the resource library now.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 1 Black Bear Spirit Fragment.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 1 White Bone Demon Fragment.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 1 Six-Eared Macaque Fragment.]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 1 White Bone Demon Fragment.]
Her eyes lit up instantly.
He clasped his hands together and exclaimed excitedly:
"it is good!"
Nezha and Mosquito Taoist both glanced at her inexplicably.
At this moment, Yang Jiao had already seen the bright red dot on the fragment column.
A miracle happened with a single pull!
Upon closer inspection, the place marked with red dots was none other than the White Bone Demon, whom he had previously taken as a disciple!
With these four single draws, I've already gotten six fragments for the Six-Eared Macaque and nine fragments for the Black Bear Spirit. It seems I'm not far from obtaining the "Stealing the Kasaya Technique".
I haven't had a chance to teach the spider demon's cultivation technique that I obtained last time to the spider demon at Lingtai Mountain.
Now, we have the White Bone Demon too.
Then, the two sisters will be able to have a fair competition.
This card draw made Yang Jiao miss her two apprentices a little.
I haven't seen him since I gave the spider demon his portrait of the door god.
Although fairies and immortals have long lifespans, I haven't taught them anything except a bunch of magical artifacts.
Now that's great, their master has a unique and impressive skill set that belongs exclusively to them!
She gazed into the distance in the direction of Lingtai Mountain, murmuring:
"Little White went out to cultivate. I wonder if he's doing well or if he's been bullied."
"How's my little spider doing in its hole...?"
As Yang Jiao was thinking, Mosquito Taoist suddenly reminded her:
We've arrived.
Yang Jiao hurriedly looked down.
All that could be seen was that Mu Zha had already reached Yang Sen, gripping the Wu Hook Sword and laughing loudly, snorting:
"So what if your magic weapon self-destructs? You'll still die by my hand!"
He raised his sword, ready to stab down hard.
At this moment, Yang Sen, who was on the verge of death and unable to move, suddenly raised his eyes and summoned the Hunyuan Pearl, blasting Li Muzha away.
"I've been waiting for you to get close!"
As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the Primordial Chaos Pearl in his hand, he saw Kowloon Island in the direction behind him...
A look of pain appeared on his face:
"Brother, you gave me both pearls, but it still didn't get me back to the island."
Li Muzha was once again blasted more than ten meters away by the magic weapon, but the power of the magic weapon's self-destruction was far greater than the impact of the Hunyuan Pearl. He only suffered for a few breaths before struggling to get up again.
He gripped his sword fiercely, wishing he could chop Yang Sen into mincemeat!
Despite the pain all over her body, she strode towards him.
Seeing this, Yang Jiao decided not to wait any longer.
He leaped down from the cloud and landed right next to Muzha, slamming the Soul-Guiding Banner in his hand into the ground.
Then they heard Li Muzha's earth-shattering roar:
My foot!
One end of the soul-guiding banner pierced directly through Muzha's instep. Yang Jiao glanced at it and said apologetically:
"Excuse me, you're standing too close!"
Muzha's eyes were bloodshot from the pain. He kept reaching out to pull at the Soul-Guiding Banner, but he couldn't lift the seemingly light banner no matter what he did.
Yang Jiao chuckled to herself, then grasped it and gently lifted it.
"what!"
Mu Zha cried out in pain again, jumped up on one foot, and fell to the ground.
Looking at Yang Jiao's back, he was full of fierceness, but the moment Yang Jiao turned around, he suddenly lowered his head.
Yang Jiao smiled.
It's okay. He wants his own life, and I want to use his life too. It's fair.
He then walked up to Yang Sen.
Mosquito Taoist followed nervously behind Yang Jiao, reminding her:
"Be careful, he has a magic weapon."
Yang Jiao was not afraid. Instead, she squatted down in front of Yang Sen. The four Taoists from Kowloon Island had also come on behalf of someone else. Although they were not blood brothers, their relationship was even deeper than that of the Li brothers.
She said:
"Originally, I wanted to make things difficult for you because of Zhang Guifang, but now it seems that you four brothers will have a good time at the Investiture of the Gods."
Yang Sen let go, and the Chaos Pearl rolled down and stopped at Yang Jiao's feet.
He said weakly:
"Since I am not going to live either, I will not trouble you, Immortal. I will go on my own."
After saying this, Yang Sen activated the spiritual energy around him, sealed his lifeline, and died instantly.
The soul-guiding banner moved, taking his soul into it.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for guiding Yang Sen's soul. You have obtained 1 card-drawing token.]
Yang Jiao picked up the Hunyuan Pearl and put it in her sleeve.
Thinking about it, Master Yuding is too poor!
You have nothing!
When Nezha descended the mountain, how many treasures did the Immortal Taiyi bestow upon him?
When it was Yang Jian's turn, he wore the ordinary clothes commonly worn by disciples of the Jade Void Palace.
These can be given to Yang Jian later.
Mosquito Taoist watched Yang Sen die, then happily put his arm around Yang Jiao's shoulder and praised her:
"Yang Jiao, you're amazing! You killed him with just one sentence!"