Chapter 95

Standing motionless in his spot, Jia Qiongrong waited until the last dragon of lightning and fire was less than ten feet away before he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a fireball that was so red it was almost purple. The fireball hit the dragon’s head dead center. This time, there wasn’t even a wail; just before it reached Jia Qiongrong, the dragon was incinerated into ashes and dissipated into the air.

All of this happened in a split second. Before Wu Mian could react, the four dragons of lightning and fire had already been dealt with by Jia Qiongrong. However, Jia Qiongrong had no intention of continuing his attack. He stood in his spot, glanced at Wu Mian, and said, “You’ve only been on the path for a few years, yet you already know how to borrow the spirits of beasts to create a spirit body, and even have all five organs. Even the previous Great Master didn’t have such skills at your age. But now, your magic should be exhausted, right? To summon four dragons at once, even I wouldn’t dare to try it lightly.”

Wu Mian still had his usual arrogant expression, and with a sharp tone, he continued, “Whether I’m exhausted or not, why don’t you come and try?”

Jia Qiongrong nodded, smiled at Wu Mian, and said, “Alright…”

As the word left his lips, Jia Qiongrong vanished from his spot. Almost simultaneously, another identical Jia Qiongrong appeared in front of Wu Mian and reached out to grab his neck.

When Jia Qiongrong disappeared, Wu Mian instinctively took a step back, avoiding the grab. He then made the same move as Jia Qiongrong, opening his mouth and spitting out a fist-sized fireball that hit Jia Qiongrong’s head. The distance was too close for Jia Qiongrong to avoid, and the fireball struck him directly on the face.

With a “whoosh,” Jia Qiongrong’s head was instantly set ablaze. He fell to the ground and struggled violently, but after a while, he lay still.

This fireball used up the last bit of magic in Wu Mian’s body. After spitting out the fireball, he felt drained of energy. His body swayed, and he fell backward, but fortunately, a large tree behind him stopped him from falling to the ground. Although Wu Mian managed to stand, his body began to shiver uncontrollably. All he could hear was a buzzing sound, as if millions of flies were gathered together. His vision was blurry, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

After a long while, Wu Mian’s condition improved slightly. He could see things a bit more clearly. A cool breeze blew, and he shivered involuntarily. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and head back up the mountain, he suddenly heard a strange voice behind him say, “I didn’t expect that just by watching, you learned my life-saving technique. If my body wasn’t different from others, the fireball just now would have sent me to find De Yuan…”

Jia Qiongrong was still alive, and Wu Mian’s cold sweat broke out again. He focused his vision on the source of the voice and saw a ‘person’ standing where Jia Qiongrong had been burned. This person’s hair and skin were almost completely burned off, revealing a skull-like head. Without cheeks, his voice sounded muffled and terrifying.

As this ‘person’ spoke, his face began to change. The flesh and blood were regenerating at a visible speed. White hair was growing on his head where black hair should have been. The process was nauseating to watch.

“Originally, the name Qiongrong wasn’t yours, but now it suits your face…” Wu Mian, regaining his composure, sneered at the ‘person’ and continued, “I always thought only the four of Guangren had the white-haired, ageless constitution. It turns out there are more than just the five of them. Even without the volcanic constitution, you have the white-haired one. Who are you?”

“Ask my master in person. If he’s in a good mood, he might tell you,” Jia Qiongrong chuckled. He had intended to come over and take Wu Mian away, but remembering the burning, he hesitated. Standing in his spot, he continued, “You have too many tricks. I have to be a bit rough, but don’t worry. Our constitutions are the same, so nothing will go wrong. It’s like taking a nap. When you wake up, you’ll meet my master, and you can talk to him…”

As he finished speaking, Jia Qiongrong extended his palm toward Wu Mian. At that moment, Wu Mian mustered all his strength and darted to the left. As he ran, a loud explosion occurred where he had been standing, and the tree that had supported him was snapped in half by a powerful force. Although Wu Mian had moved, the aftershock still knocked him down.

After falling, Wu Mian couldn’t get up, no matter how hard he tried. He turned his head and watched Jia Qiongrong slowly approach him…

As Jia Qiongrong approached within a few feet of Wu Mian, he suddenly stopped, paused, and then his body vanished. In the spot where he had disappeared, an extremely old man appeared. The old man turned and made a face at Wu Mian, who was lying on the ground, and said, “I haven’t seen you return for so long, and I was worried. I came down to meet you, but I didn’t expect to see this…”

Wu Mian, lying on the ground, smiled wryly and took a deep breath, saying, “Really? I thought you were already here, hiding in the shadows, waiting to take advantage of my situation. Old man, you’re not going to take advantage of my weakness to negotiate with me, are you?”

The old man was none other than Gui Bu Gui, who had been given magic by Yan Aihou. Not long after Wu Mian went down the mountain to chase Jia Qiongrong, he followed. Just as Wu Mian said, Gui Bu Gui had been hiding in the shadows when De Yuan was burned, and he only appeared when it looked like Wu Mian was in trouble.

Caught in the act, the old man chuckled and walked over to Wu Mian. However, he had no intention of helping Wu Mian up. He squatted in front of Wu Mian and said with a smile, “What negotiation? How could I be such a person? I came down because I was worried about you. Don’t worry, I’ll avenge you. But there’s something I want to discuss with you…”

He paused, and seeing that Wu Mian’s face showed no extra expression, he continued, “My magic is sealed by Xu Fu. You’ve been taking care of me these past few days, and I’m very grateful. But can we discuss how you take care of me? When you’re happy, you use lightning, and when you’re not, you use fire. I’m hundreds of years old, and even with an ageless constitution, I can’t take much of your attacks. Treat me with respect, and in the future, we can talk things out directly without resorting to violence…”

Before Gui Bu Gui finished speaking, a fireball that was so red it was almost purple appeared above his head. In a split second, it was aimed at his bald head.

Just as it seemed Gui Bu Gui was about to be engulfed in flames, he suddenly raised his hand and wiped it over his head. The fireball flickered a couple of times and then extinguished on his head.

At this point, the old man turned and said to the air behind him, somewhat helplessly, “Guan Wuming, can’t you wait a moment for me?”

The old man’s words were followed by Jia Qiongrong’s voice from the air, “Remove the restriction, and I’ll leave…”

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