"But I don’t have anything on . I have no idea what you’re asking to hand over. As you said, I’m just a big movie star who just started cultivation. What could I possibly have that’s worth others coveting? Whose path am I blocking? Tell , maybe it’s just a misunderstanding!"
"We’re just doing what we were paid to do. We don’t know any more than you do! Since you refuse to hand over the defensive array, we’ll have to attack!"
The thunder light couldn’t break open the man’s defensive array, but he didn’t believe that his magic artifact couldn’t either.
His magic artifact is a top-grade spiritual artifact, a special reward from his master for completing his mission well last ti. Just possessing this magic artifact is enough to make a bunch of old n in the cultivation world green with envy.
It was a double-headed thunder cloud hamr weighing over a hundred pounds. When he took it out, intricate talisman patterns were carved on it, and the hamrhead looked like a wolf’s head about to open its large mouth.
He gave a soft shout, infused it with spiritual energy, and the entire double-headed thunder cloud hamr began to flicker with thunder light. Purple cloud electricity rolled over the wolf head, especially inside the wolf’s mouth, seeming ready to shoot out a streak of thunder light at any mont.
The other n in black looked on with eyes full of admiration.
Is this the item the master rewarded the boss with last ti?!
Wow!
That’s seriously dazzling!
I really want one too, what to do?
"What are you all standing around for? Set up the Thunder Cloud Formation!"
At the boss’s command, the n in black moved swiftly, surrounding Jiang Nuo, drawing their weapons and chanting spells. In the blink of an eye, they set up the Thunder Cloud Formation. Above their heads, though there were no black clouds covering them, with a clap of thunder, so blue thunder light gradually gathered.
Thunder light accumulated into a cloud-like shape, growing thicker and denser, bearing the weight of a black cloud pressing down on the city.
Even hidden within the Light mbrane, Jiang Nuo felt the pressure of the thunder power.
Damn it! They’re really playing for keeps!
Alright, they’ve always been playing for keeps, but this ti they’re going even bigger.
"Hey, big brother, don’t be like this. You’ll scare . Isn’t there sothing we can discuss? Don’t be so hasty..."
Unfortunately, he wanted to stall for ti, but others might not be so willing. Seeing that everyone was ready, the boss chanted the mantra, gathering all the thunder onto his double-headed thunder cloud hamr: "Ten Thousand Clouds Calamity, go!"
As soon as he spoke, the thunder cloud in half the cave was compressed into a thunder cloud ball the size of a truck, hurtling madly toward the Light mbrane.
"Bang—"
This ti, not only did blue and white sparks fly, but the entire barrier trembled. Although Jiang Nuo felt unaffected, seeing the barrier get a sedan-sized deep pit then rebound like an unbroken bubble, he couldn’t help but be startled.
When the Light mbrane was pitted, he felt it almost caved in on his face, so thin it seed a finger touch would break it.
Is this thing his wife made reliable or not?
It’s not that he doubted his wife’s skills, it’s just that the scene was a bit too frightening.
The n in black seed to realize that such a big commotion was effective, imdiately gathered more thunder clouds, and attacked again.
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
One after another, thunder cloud balls smashed over, and the Light mbrane hadn’t recovered before it caved in again; stretching out an arm would almost touch his face. Outside the thin mbrane, sparks burst like a large bunch of fireworks igniting, blooming everywhere.
Unfortunately, these weren’t pretty fireworks, but electrical sparks that could scorch people.
Mu Qiuniang made her entrance amidst such a scene; she appeared in a white dress among countless floating white rose flowers.
"Where did these flowers co from?" asked a man in black, catching a white rose flower that had fallen on his head.
As soon as he spoke, without anyone answering, a White Rose Whip flew out, striking the leader of the n in black and sending him flying.
"Bang—"
The black wall now had a human-shaped hole in it for the second ti, with the black-clad leader embedded in the cave wall like the person he had sent flying earlier.
But Mu Qiuniang still had questions for him, so she didn’t just smack him to death.
The thunder cloud ball the black-clad leader had just thrown hadn’t even touched the Light mbrane before Mu Qiuniang lifted her other hand, waved it through the air, and blasted it apart with a stroke of spiritual power.
As for the gathered thunder clouds that took such effort to summon, they were similarly scattered with a wave of her sleeve and a shot of spiritual power.
The n in black were stunned.
"Honey, you’re finally here!" Jiang Nuo had been eagerly waiting, incredibly excited once she arrived, "Honey, save quickly!"
His handso image was utterly destroyed this ti.
He hoped his wife would quickly forget his ugly looks, rembering only his dashing form.
Mu Qiuniang frowned and cast a few spells onto him.
A flash of spiritual light emanated, and the tattered pieces of cloth on Jiang Nuo unraveled in the white light like a mummy transforming, becoming a white ancient robe that draped over him, restoring him to his internationally fad handso appearance.
With the ropes of bondage gone, Jiang Nuo, left without a foothold, fell from the crucifix toward the ground.
Mu Qiuniang flew over and caught him around the waist.
During the descent, the hem of Jiang Nuo’s robe fluttered, and he involuntarily wrapped his arms around his wife’s neck.
When they landed, Jiang Nuo looked dazed: Damn it! Why does this feel so much like one of those classic movie scenes—the old hero saves the damsel in distress?!
He had even acted in such a scene once, never imagining that one day, this classic trope might happen to him, where he was the one being saved.
Sniff, sniff... his masculine image (people would think back that ages ago, when his own wife had him pinned to the couch in front of lots of fans, did that image ever stand a chance)!
"Did you hurt your foot?" Mu Qiuniang asked worriedly, noticing Jiang Nuo motionless in her arms.
"No, I’m pondering life!"
Mu Qiuniang was puzzled.
But now wasn’t the ti to be puzzled, as at her ear she heard a disturbance. She turned her head and saw the n in black trying to flee, only to be ensnared by white rose vines that had quietly taken over the entire cave.
"You want to run?" Mu Qiuniang’s gaze turned icy.
The temperature in the entire cave dropped to three degrees below zero, and the teeth of the n in black chattered from the cold.
A man in black grumbled, "Why isn’t he cold?" pointing at Jiang Nuo.
Jiang Nuo, resigned to his fate with all decorum in front of his wife gone, casually rested his arm on his wife’s shoulder, saying, "Because she’s my wife!"
In fact, he longed to cling to her arm like a delicate bird and rest his head on her shoulder to act cute, but alas, his wife was too short and he was too tall to lean over.
For the first ti, he realized it wasn’t always good for his wife to be too short!
Wait, why did it feel like his persona was going off track?! He was a husband, not a weak housewife up for grabs!
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