Chapter 1498 - 91: Cleaned Out
The courtyard door closed again.
The process was clean and swift, taking less than three breaths.
Xie Xuanyi retracted his fist and stood firm, surveying the courtyard... It must be said, Netherworld Third Young Master arranged quite a good place for these guests. The courtyard was abundant in primordial energy, and the trees planted here bore Spirit Fruits.
"Is it over just like that?"
Ao Ying followed closely, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"What else?"
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, "How much effort does it take to deal with a Yin God?"
"That’s true, but..."
Ao Ying rubbed her brow, letting out a bitter smile.
She had been excessively cautious for this "night raid."
Xie Xuanyi’s identity as a Sword Cultivator must not be exposed!
This meant he couldn’t use the Flying Sword Skill like at the Broken Buddha Cliff...
Ao Ying originally thought this battle would take some time.
Unexpectedly, Venerable Yuan Huo of the Yin God Eighteen Realms couldn’t withstand even a punch from Xie Xuanyi.
"That punch didn’t seem that strong though..."
Ao Ying murmured to herself.
In her view, that punch was really too plain.
No Tao Realm, no primordial energy, no Divine Skills...
Just an ordinary punch.
How did Venerable Yuan Huo fall so easily?
"It wasn’t heavy."
Xie Xuanyi chuckled, "I only used thirty percent of my strength."
The demoness still doesn’t understand me well enough.
In the Ruins, at the Broken Buddha Cliff... Ao Ying witnessed my battles firsthand, all involving Flying Swords. Even when tangled with the Primordial Saint, due to the immense abnormality caused by Great Divine Power Users, Ao Ying couldn’t fully grasp the scene. She was unaware that aside from the "Path of Flying Swords," Xie Xuanyi is extremely adept at close-quarters combat.
With Xie Xuanyi’s current cultivation.
If he used Wangyou Island’s Secret Techniques.
A single punch would be enough to blow Venerable Yuan Huo to bits, not leaving even bone fragments.
Xie Xuanyi deliberately held back, compressing that punch to the "Yin God Realm," while activating the Fighting Secret Technique of the Primordial Immortal Hall.
This Fighting Secret Technique from the Primordial Immortal Hall, I’ve only comprehended the first level.
Not enough to face a strong person of the same realm.
But more than enough to deal with Yuan Huo.
"What should we do next?"
Ao Ying took a deep breath, her heart was quite tense.
"With him knocked out, naturally, we can do whatever we want."
Xie Xuanyi laughed lightly, "Robbery... You haven’t done it before?"
Upon hearing this.
Ao Ying’s eyes lit up, and her initial nervousness gradually turned to excitement.
In the demon-eat-demon Demon Country, robbery is a common occurrence.
Ao Ying witnessed it from a young age, even experienced it.
However...
This is her first time robbing a Yin God Venerable!
She looked at the upright fallen Venerable Yuan Huo with great interest, asking eagerly, "Do we need to make sure he’s dead?"
"...Make sure he’s dead?"
Xie Xuanyi was taken aback for a moment.
"What if he wakes up halfway through?"
Ao Ying was already eager, her eyes shining.
Robbery and burglary, she’s familiar with.
Killing and burying bodies, she’s familiar with that too.
"No, no, no."
Xie Xuanyi chuckled bitterly, quickly stopping her, "Don’t worry, Yuan Huo won’t wake up, there’s no need to do him in."
"Alright."
Upon hearing this reply, Ao Ying pouted in slight disappointment.
Xie Xuanyi squatted down.
With a wave of his sleeve, the myriad talismans formed an array, thoroughly concealing the courtyard’s interior.
When a Great Demon is unconscious, it’s not difficult to forcibly extract the Lifebound Essence Blood from the opponent.
"Sizzle."
Xie Xuanyi pressed two fingers against Venerable Yuan Huo’s forehead.
Demon energy began to surge.
Venerable Yuan Huo’s Divine Sea instinctively tried to resist... But, given the overwhelming difference in strength between the two, and coupled with his complete "comatose" state, Xie Xuanyi didn’t need to summon the Boundary Stele; he simply applied a little force and drew out a wisp of Lifebound Demon Blood.
"That’s all you’re taking?"
Ao Ying looked at the small condensed blood line in the void.
She thought they were going to make a big haul this time.
"Just borrowing a wisp of Lifebound Demon Blood, it can recover."
Xie Xuanyi laughed, "If we take too much... it will draw attention."
"Recover?"
Ao Ying froze.
"We’re already being watched."
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, "If this matter isn’t handled cleanly, the folks on the fourth floor of the Xuanchen Pavilion will start to suspect."
What Netherworld Third Young Master wants is merely a wisp of Phoenix Blood.
Since that’s the case.
Xie Xuanyi just needed to take "a small wisp" from Yuan Huo.
But the real challenge is ensuring that when Yuan Huo wakes up, he overlooks the loss of this Lifebound Essence Blood.
"You’re not planning to use the ’Undying Spring,’ are you?"
Ao Ying’s mind conjured a bad thought.
"You’re smart."
Xie Xuanyi smiled slightly.
After extracting the Phoenix Blood, without any hesitation, he squeezed a wisp of pure white water vapor from his fingertip.
Although the loss of Lifebound Demon Blood is small, it’s still a loss...
Xie Xuanyi delivered a wisp of Undying Spring Water Vapor.
Vigor spread instantly.
The pale cheeks of Venerable Yuan Huo gained a bit of color, and the wisp of lost Lifebound Essence Blood was rapidly repaired.
That punch just now.
Was enough to make him sleep through the night.
By the time he wakes up, this wisp of vigor will have dispersed, and the damage to Lifebound Demon Blood will be compensated for, barely noticeable.
"No."
Ao Ying held her forehead, complaining, "Did we come here at midnight to do charity work?"
"It’s not that simple."
Xie Xuanyi stood up, clapped his hands, and stored Venerable Yuan Huo’s Lifebound Phoenix Blood in the Grotto Heaven.
He glanced around, said lightly, "Now... this is the true ’robbery.’"
"You mean?"
Originally disappointed, Ao Ying’s eyes brightened again at this.
"I’m only interested in ’Phoenix Blood.’
Xie Xuanyi smiled, "Next... it’s your turn."
...
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The next morning.
The sun rose, its rays spreading like silk.
Dawn tore through the clouds, spilling into the courtyard, resting on Venerable Yuan Huo’s face.