Chapter 58: Chapter 58: The Wild Boar Demon Submits

Shen Ying’s cold and beautiful face showed no expression, she simply looked at the two with icy eyes, her hand forming a seal technique, as miasma spread and peach blossoms flew.

The figure in the cyan robe flickered, dodging a tree root, then extended his right hand. Five long and sharp blue-black nails slashed fiercely, opening three gashes on the tree root, causing brown sap to spray out from the wounds.

“Swish…”

Two peach blossoms silently fell onto the back of the cyan-robed person, instantly turning into two beams of light that merged into him, causing him to let out a muffled grunt and swiftly flash to the side.

On the other side, Pengke Mountain stood firmly despite countless whipping tree roots, with two short curved sabers in his hands flying up and down, their movements ancient yet extremely effective.

“Heh, trying to match strength with your Grandpa Pig, huh, heh, your Grandpa Pig is mighty strong!”

Pengke Mountain’s lips curled into a sinister smile, as he was about to get close to Shen Ying.

Unlike that ghost whose harm to the peach tree wasn’t significant, he could easily knock it down with his head.

Just needed to cut down all these pesky tree roots, right? Simple, isn’t it?

As for those peach blossom evils that filled the sky, they were quite harmful to ghostly beings but did nothing against his thick skin.

“Heh, Miss Shen, being bound by this old peach tree day and night at Peach Blossom Plain, what’s the point of it?

Why not give yourself to your Grandpa Pig, let Yan Jie refine the peach tree, and return to Yangzhou with your Grandpa Pig?

By then, we’ll live well, eat well, your Grandpa Pig will spoil you!”

As his words fell, Pengke Mountain reached out and grabbed a tree root, bringing it to his mouth, biting down hard.

“Crunch!”

A sound of tearing fabric rang out, brown sap gushed out from the broken tree root, splattering onto Pengke Mountain’s face, making him look even more hideous and ugly.

“Huh?”

Pengke Mountain suddenly froze, as through a gap in the broken branch, he saw the face of an unfamiliar man.

What was that?

Before he could react, Lu Zheng flicked his fingers, and three Cold Condensing Talismans were already on Pengke Mountain.

“Swoosh!”

Visibly, Pengke Mountain’s form froze in place, a layer of white frost condensed almost instantly over his hair and body surface.

Cold, pure cold!

“Talismans, the opponent is a master!” Pengke Mountain was shocked to the core.

“Clang!”

The next moment, a flash of saber light flared, blood qi surged, and the sound of the saber howled as it cleaved toward Pengke Mountain’s face.

“Blood qi! The opponent is also a martial artist!” Pengke Mountain felt his mind couldn’t keep up.

“This bitch has a helper!”

As Lu Zheng’s saber light flared, the cyan-robed person noticed him, “Brother Peng, be careful!”

“Snort!”

A pig-like grunt issued from Pengke Mountain’s mouth, before the saber light reached him, his eyes turned blood-red, his whole body bulged with muscle, channeling all his internal demon qi, raising his curved saber, blocking in front of the opponent’s long saber.

However, in Pengke Mountain’s shocked eyes, the opponent’s long saber slightly tilted aside, bypassing his curved saber.

And he, frozen by the opponent’s talisman, couldn’t react.

“Slash!”

“Ah!”

With one stroke, a rain of blood erupted, and Pengke Mountain’s left arm flew into the air.

The next moment, as if following its own command, the long saber turned into a snake, its white light like silk, slashing right for Pengke Mountain’s throat.

Pengke Mountain roared angrily; with his arm broken and blood spurting, he forced out a sizeable portion of the cold qi inside him, then leaped back with all his might, avoiding the strike from the Brocade Spring Saber.

“Snort!”

A thunderous pig squeal came from his mouth, then his form hunkered down, transforming into a large wild boar over three meters long.

However, this wild boar had already lost its left front leg.

“Swish!”

Two gleams of white light flashed, and the two curved sabers Pengke Mountain previously held transformed into beams of white light flying into the wild boar’s mouth, becoming two fangs over one and a half feet long.

“Snort!”

The wild boar shook its head side to side, the fangs breaking several tree roots, then turned and ran towards the outside of the village without looking back.

“Can you escape?”

Lu Zheng sneered, and the next moment, the roots in front of him parted ways.

With a step and a leap, Lu Zheng was already beside the large wild boar.

“Snort!”

The wild boar suddenly turned its head back, its fangs jabbing upward toward Lu Zheng’s chest.

Pengke Mountain knew he couldn’t escape, this was a tactic to appear weak and draw the enemy in.

However, Lu Zheng reacted with lightning speed, turning his long saber horizontally, using the momentum to leap, flipping into the air above the large wild boar.

Then, three more Cold Condensing Talismans were thrown, all landed on the wild boar’s back.

“Howl!”

The wild boar wailed miserably, immediately starting to shiver all over.

Lu Zheng’s eyes focused sharply, his teeth clenched, and while still in mid-air, he raised the long saber in his hand.

His body glowing with qi and blood, he channeled his blood qi into the Brocade Spring Saber, the snow-bright long blade almost beginning to glow.

“Spare me!”

“Slash!”

A beam of light shone in the courtyard, the sharp long blade empowered by blood qi, and it cleaved the large wild boar beheading it in one slash.

“Rumble…”

The boar’s head, larger than a washbasin, rolled incessantly on the ground, blood gushing from its neck like a fountain.

“Boom!”

The three-meter-long boar’s body fell heavily to the ground, causing the entire Taohua Village to shake twice.

The Wild Boar Demon, dead!

“Buzz!”

The Mind Jade Seal in his mind gently vibrated, fourteen strands of the Light of Fortune swiftly added to his reserve.

Lu Zheng suddenly turned back, his gaze burning as he locked onto the Cyan Robe Ghost still floating midair, still entangled with Shen Ying.

…

When Lu Zheng suddenly appeared and cut off Pengke Mountain’s left arm with one stroke, the Cyan Robe Ghost wanted to help.

But Shen Ying wasn’t a pushover, numerous densely packed Peach Blossom Evils and errant tree roots blocked the Cyan Robe Ghost’s path.

When Lu Zheng struck, and beheaded Pengke Mountain with one slice, his body enveloped in seething blood qi, the Cyan Robe Ghost couldn’t help but exclaim, “Eighteen Mountain-Carrying Techniques!”

Shen Ying sneered, “That’s right, it’s your ‘Eighteen Mountain-Carrying Techniques.’ You died, so I found you a successor.”

“Bitch!”

Shen Ying sneered without answering, relentlessly attacking the Cyan Robe Ghost with Peach Blossom Evils.

Lu Zheng, of course, heard Shen Ying speak; though curious about their relationship, now wasn’t the time to inquire.

“Madam Shen, should we keep him alive?”

Shen Ying immediately replied, “Of course, please lend a hand, young master! Keeping him would be best, but if not, don’t push yourself to the brink; young master, there’s no need to deplete your qi and blood to fight him head-on!”

The Cyan Robe Ghost’s eyes sharpened, “Your talismans won’t work on me! Don’t force me to go all out and harm your Martial Dao foundation!”

Ghost beings belong to Yin, making ordinary people cold just by being near. Lu Zheng’s current level of Cold Condensing Talisman crafting wasn’t enough to freeze ghosts.

However, besides Cold Condensing Talismans, Lu Zheng also had Exorcism Talismans!