1306 Prisoner

Kaboom!

The silver kitchen knife hacked down, clashing against Blood Saint Zangxin's attack. A ring of silver energy rippled out. Zhang Ruochen and Zhu Qingyi flew back, breaking various trees and not landing until they were dozens of miles away.

Poof!

Zhang Ruochen spat out blood. Even though he'd used defensive techniques beforehand, he was still hurt.

Zhu Qingyi wasn't well off either. She knelt on the ground and clutched her chest, spitting out blood. The blood wasn't very red. Instead, it had a gold tint. After getting poisoned by the golden cobra, one's blood would gradually turn gold. By the time it was completely gold, the cultivator would die.

Blood Saint Zangxin was killed.

His body was split into fragments by the silver kitchen knife's power. Seeing Qing Mo walk out of the ragged battlefield with the bloody knife, Zhu Qingyi lost all hope.

The girl was very strong and could definitely fight against Heaven Pass Realm Saints. Zhu Qingyi had been completely fooled by her harmless appearance.

"You two, one is better at acting than the last."

Zhu Qingyi was furious, thinking that Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo were liars. They clearly possessed great power but pretended to be weak. They didn't have the powerful aura Saints should have.

Whoosh!

Zhu Qingyi didn't continue fighting against these two liars. Using a physical technique, she transformed into a dozen beams of black Qi and flew into the white fog.

"This is the best chance to attack her. I can't let her escape. If she dissolves the poison within her, there'll be endless future dangers."

Zhang Ruochen's injuries accumulated. He could only clench his teeth. Gathering the last of his power, he grabbed forward and used the Spatial Twist.

Zhu Qingyi fell from the sky with a thud. She landed pathetically on the empty space between Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo.

Zhang Ruochen had used all his power. He could only sit on the ground to recover.

Qing Mo pressed her hands forward. Her fingers and arms turned into vines burning with Wuliang Divine Fire and wrapped around Zhu Qingyi.

"I am a Heaven Pass Blood General. How can I lose to you?"

Zhu Qingyi was very skilled. Blood-red light poured out of her. She snapped all the vines with a boom and pointed at Qing Mo's chest.

Boom!

Qing Mo didn't have enough battle experience and was caught off guard. She spat out blood from the hit and flew backward. Heavily injured, she landed on the ground, creating a dozen-meter-wide ditch.

Of course, Zhu Qingyi had also used up all her power for this attack. She fell to the ground and gasped for breath. After struggling many times, she still couldn't get back up.

The three were all heavily injured and there was no winner.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged on the ground. He couldn't move, but his Spiritual Power wasn't affected. Forming a lightning ball, he hit Zhu Qingyi and knocked her out.

By the time she woke up again, she discovered that her arms and legs were shackled with heavy and cold metal chains. She used force to try and break the chains on her arms.

Sizzle.

Thunder fire poured out of the chains, hitting her. She curled up on the ground and convulsed in pain. However, she had a strong will and didn't cry out.

A young man's voice sounded in her ears. "These are the chains that you Immortal Vampires use on human Saints. It doesn't feel good on yourself, right?"

Zhu Qingyi raised her head. Looking at Zhang Ruochen, she said coldly, "Why don't you just kill me? You should know that you won't get anything valuable out of my mouth."

Sitting on a stone, Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly. "You think that I didn't kill you because I want to learn secrets from you?"

"Do you not?" Zhu Qingyi was surprised. Then a sneer appeared in her eyes. "Or do you have your eyes on my body?"

"Are you pretty?"

Zhang Ruochen reached out and touched the back of her ears. He took off the black veil, revealing a cold, mesmerizing, and demonic face. She was definitely a one-in-a-million beauty. Barely any of the Immortal Vampire beauties Zhang Ruochen had seen before could compare to her.

"Not bad," he said coolly.

Zhu Qingyi didn't really care about her looks, but hearing Zhang Ruochen's comment, she was still frustrated. The top beauty of the Qingtian Tribe was only "not bad."

"I've killed girls more beautiful than you," Zhang Ruochen said. "So your features and body really aren't very attractive to me."

"That means there's something else that's attractive," Zhu Qingyi said, sneering.

Zhang Ruochen didn't refute that. "Beauty is a natural advantage. At least, looking at beauty is enjoyable."

"Why exactly did you spare my life?" Zhu Qingyi asked, voice low.

"Obviously to sell you," Zhang Ruochen said. "Perhaps I can get a good price."

Zhu Qingyi didn't believe that it would be this simple. "Sell to whom?"

"Situ Fengcheng," Zhang Ruochen said seriously. He didn't seem to be joking.

Zhu Qingyi was a very intelligent woman. She immediately understood. "What do you want to get from him?" she asked.

"Fentian Sword." Zhang Ruochen's eyes shone with sharp light.

Zhu Qingyi had a shocked expression. She had a general idea about Zhang Ruochen's identity. "You're from the Pluto Sword Tomb?"

"Yes and no. Anyway, the Fentian Sword shouldn't be in the hands of the Immortal Vampires. I must take it back."

"Haha," Zhu Qingyi laughed out loud as if laughing at Zhang Ruochen's ignorance. "I must admit that you're powerful. However, trying to take the Fentian Sword from Situ Fengcheng is suicide. He can squash you with a finger."

When she mentioned Situ Fengcheng, her cold eyes actually had a tinge of worship and idolization. To Zhu Qingyi, Situ Fengcheng was like a god. No one could defeat him. Thus, she thought Zhang Ruochen's words were a joke.

"If you don't kill me today, you'll regret it in the future." Zhu Qingyi's lips curled up into a beautiful and sinister smile.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care. In his opinion, the Fentian Sword's value far surpassed Zhu Qingyi. He was also interested in Situ Fengcheng. How strong must he be to steal the Fentian Sword from Martial Saint Canglan?

Of course, he had to reconnect his three meridians before exchanging for the Fentian Sword. He could only fight freely after recovering.

A mass of golden fog crept soundlessly toward Zhang Ruochen, Qing Mo and Zhu Qingyi. Zhang Ruochen was on high alert. Sensing the dangerous aura, he asked coldly, "Who is it?"

A strange cry came out of the fog.

Seeing the golden fog, fear filled Zhu Qingyi's eyes. "It's the golden cobra. It's already nearby. You can't defeat it with your abilities. Give me the Ice Chan Pill. Only after I dissolve the poison within me and recover my abilities can I defeat it. Otherwise, we'll all die here."

Zhang Ruochen ignored her. He knocked her out with a thud.

"Lord…what do we do now… Is it really the golden cobra?" Qing Mo grasped the silver kitchen knife, hands trembling. She hid behind Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen felt speechless. "Your cultivation is so strong. Why are you afraid? Even if you can't defeat the golden cobra, it's not hard to escape. If you really can't, then just turn it into an ingredient. A dish made from the golden cobra must be delicious."

"Really?" Qing Mo asked.

"The more poisonous, the more delicious, right?"

"That's true." Qing Mo's eyes brightened. She nodded firmly and the fear disappeared. She grew spirited instead.

Whoosh!

Qing Mo released the Wuliang Divine Fire, forming a wall of fire. It stopped the creeping poisonous miasma. Her silver kitchen knife spun without stop, shining with brighter and brighter light.

Zhang Ruochen discovered that Qing Mo's aura had changed completely. There wasn't a bit of fear left. Now, she looked excited like she'd eat the golden cobra just like that.

Her eyes had turned green. Like two saintly gems, her gaze pierced the golden fog. She saw a portion of the cobra's body and streaked over in a beam of light.

"Golden cobra, come out to die!"

The silver kitchen knife shone with blinding light. It activated its origin power, broke apart the golden fog, and hit the golden cobra, creating a deep gash.

The golden cobra was huge and even thicker than a millstone. Each scale was the size of a large fan. It raised its triangular head and hissed loudly, spitting out toxic golden fog.

Qing Mo had the Wuliang Divine Fire for protection. She didn't fear the poison. Holding the silver kitchen knife, she cut down at the cobra's neck, wanting to behead it.

In her opinion, the head was the best part of the snake.

There was a pair of huge wings on the cobra's back, with sharp claws on the wings. One claw slapped forward, hitting the side of the silver knife. It threw Qing Mo and the silver kitchen knife back.

Qing Mo returned to Zhang Ruochen's side. Looking at the huge creature above her, she found it troublesome. "I can't defeat it. Never mind, maybe super poisonous snakes don't taste good. Let's escape?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't escape. Looking behind the golden cobra, he said, "Senior Gu Songzi, I am a friend of the Crazy Alcoholic. He told me to come find you. I hope you are willing to appear and meet me."

As he spoke, he took out the yellow jade that the Crazy Alcoholic had given him. Holding it in his palm, he held it over his head.