Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Mountain Guardian FormationUpdated from n0velbIn.(c)o/m

A mysterious energy coiled around Mu Yu and his allies, separating them from the force of the downward hand slam. Unfortunately, it didn’t help the egg, resulting in the hand smashing the egg onto a rock. The impact left a large hand print in the ground alongside shattered rocks. A veil of dust obstructed everyone’s vision, while residue spiritual energy went wild.

“The talking egg okay?” asked Xiang Nan.

Mu Yu, guilty, gulped. “I don’t know. It’s probably cake by now.”

“Cough, cough, hey, uh, what’s your face, I’m going to end you. I’m not a ball. What did you throw me for?” The egg shook the dust off as it rose from the crater. Dizzy, it spun circles before approaching Mu Yu. It crashed into Mu Yu and continued, “Is your heart made of stone? I told you to hold me, not throw me.”

“My bad, my bad, it was just an in-the-moment sort of thing,” replied Mu Yu, caressing the egg.

Reverend Jiuhua couldn’t believe he didn’t shatter the egg. Ju Wenxing thought his shifu held back.

“Your shabby sword stole my spiritual qi, and you don’t respect the brotherhood. My poor shell almost cracked.”

“What protected us?” queried Cheng Yan.

“That would be the formation, obviously. The old man imprinted your auras onto the formation. The formation was set to automatically rescue you if you were ever cornered. Why didn’t it rescue me? Bloody bugger.”

“Jiuhua Stirs the Heavens? How?” Reverend Jiuhua exclaimed.

The phantom sword copied Reverend Jiuhua’s slash perfectly. To respond, he shifted his sword before him and created a dense spiritual energy barrier before him. The phantasmal sword’s attack cut Jiuhua Seal, the barrier Reverend Jiuhua erected, generating a series of spiritual qi explosions that drove him several hundreds of metres back. He managed to pull Ju Wenxing and Daoist Qi Qin along, but everyone else was vaporised.

Mu Yu gulped. “My goodness gracious...”

Kongkong forgot to bite down on the melon seed he just put in his mouth. “Younger Sister, since when did we have such a wicked formation?”

Miaomiao dropped her melon seed. “Younger Brother, what happened to all those people?”

Egg: “The formation can copy the intruders’ techniques exactly. He’s going to have a taste of his own medicine every time.”

Though the formation executed the technique, the technique came from Reverend Jiuhua. Could one argue Reverend Jiuhua was the real culprit?

“Sp-Spirit Guardian Formation?” stuttered Elder Xun. He unconsciously mumbled, “Spiritual qi key?”

“Sh-Shifu, they...” stuttered Ju Wenxing.

Reverend Jiuhua was still pale, huffing and puffing. He had no idea what to expect. That said, there wasn’t a shadow of doubt in his mind that he wasn’t going to conquer Dustfallen Sect with might unless a particular someone assisted him. “Dustfallen Sect, Sword Shadow Dust Gale, you win for now!”

Reverend Jiuhua took flight with his two allies.