Chapter 637: Chapter 637: The Priestess’s Charms (13)

Chuzheng had no fondness for that giant moth, which seemed eerily frightening, especially since it was hairless.

“Master… Master… where are you!!”

“Master…”

Jiu Qu’s voice pierced through the night and interrupted the conversation between Chuzheng and Lingji.

“Woof!! Woof woof woof!!” Yi Cun immediately jumped up and ran towards the source of the sound.

“Yi Cun!” Jiu Qu met up with Yi Cun: “Are you with Master?”

“Woof woof woof!” And that little thief who stole my collar.

The young boy quickly returned with Yi Cun, whose ankle bells jingled distinctly.

“Master.”

Jiu Qu called out obediently.

“Did you catch them all?”

“There are still some left, but I heard some noise over here and was worried about you, so I came back first,” Jiu Qu said.

His gaze kept darting towards Chuzheng.

This Dark Series Magician…

Why would Master be with her?

She is clearly a Dark Series Magician, so why would Master want to protect her?

Jiu Qu couldn’t figure it out.

But Master’s decisions are never wrong.

Lingji frowned slightly: “We cannot let them leave this place, or it will become more troublesome.”

“Yes,” Jiu Qu responded, “I will take care of it now.”

“I’ll come with you,” Lingji said, standing up at once.

“Master, there’s no need…”

“Let’s go,” Lingji replied in a mild yet decisive tone that brooked no argument.

Jiu Qu immediately held back any further words.

“Master, what about these?” Jiu Qu pointed at the Demon Butterflies hanging in the tree by Chuzheng.

Lingji said, “They fear water, kill them upon contact with it, and they will not revive.”

“There is a stream ahead,” Jiu Qu pointed in the direction he came from, “I just crossed it.”

“Take them there first.”

“Alright.”

But upon looking at the Demon Butterflies hanging from the tree, Jiu Qu felt troubled.

This doesn’t seem like magic, does it?

What are those slowly flowing silvery lights… why do they feel so strange?

“Master, this…”

Lingji, who couldn’t see the specifics, could only ascertain that the clusters of Demon Butterflies were scattered around.

“What’s wrong?”

“They are all hanging from the tree, and I don’t know how to get them down,” Jiu Qu described softly to Lingji.

Lingji: “…”

Lingji turned to look towards Chuzheng, his gaze falling accurately on her, he could even meet her eyes.

“Miss, may I trouble you to bring down these Demon Butterflies.”

“You’re going to kill them?”

Lingji nodded: “Leaving them be is only inviting trouble.”

“Oh.”

Chuzheng raised her hand.

The silver light suddenly revealed itself completely, the Demon Butterflies trapped within a net woven by the silver light.

Chuzheng drew a circle in the air with her fingertips, and the clusters of Demon Butterflies hanging on the tree were instantaneously extinguished. The silver light fluttered down like falling streamers from the sky, as if it were fireworks decorating a tree with silver blooms.

Jiu Qu’s eyes widened slightly in amazement.

His eyes shifted towards Chuzheng.

The girl was slowly retracting her hand, her eyes tranquil as if the events that had just occurred were truly nothing more than a trivial matter that could be resolved with a mere gesture of her hand.

“It’s done.”

Lingji, who couldn’t see the falling light, simply noticed that the presence of the Demon Butterflies had vanished.

The sound of Chuzheng’s voice made him look questioningly at Jiu Qu.

“Master… all the Demon Butterflies are dead.” Is Dark Series Magic so powerful?

Upon hearing this, Lingji shared Jiu Qu’s confusion.

However, he quickly dismissed the thought, as she had not used Dark Series Magic just now–he had felt no trace of the Dark Element.

“How did the lady do that?”

“Do I need to tell you?” Chuzheng coldly glanced at him.

“… Yes.” Lingji lowered his eyes, “Just curious how the lady could easily eliminate so many Demon Butterflies.”

Ordinary magic causes damage to these Demon Butterflies, they only Split even more.

Even Fire Series Magic doesn’t work… after being burned to dust by fire, it becomes even more terrifying.

The only weakness is that they are afraid of water.

They can be eliminated by water.

Chuzheng subconsciously said, “You’re curious so I have to tell you?”

“If the lady is unwilling to say, I will not insist,” Lingji said slowly, “Thank you for the assistance in the cave, if the lady needs help, you can come to the Temple of Light to find me. Please go as you wish, farewell, and I hope the lady will take care of herself and not take the wrong path.”

Chuzheng pinched her own hand.

Let your tongue run fast!

Now, see what you’ve done.

Of course, it was impossible for Chuzheng to lower her dignity and say ‘I’m willing to tell you.’

So she–followed him.

Lingji could feel Chuzheng following him, but he didn’t speak, just followed Jiu Qu forward.

The mountain road was rugged, Lingji occasionally misstepped, and at these times Yi Cun would show its special ability.

It led the way ahead, Lingji only occasionally stepped on some twigs, never on anything he shouldn’t.

“Master, I see Demon Butterflies,” said Jiu Qu.

Jiu Qu pointed towards the jungle ahead.

They were standing on a slope, not very steep, but the jungle beneath looked clear.

The white Demon Butterflies were very conspicuous, yet Jiu Qu’s face quickly changed.

How come there are so many of those Demon Butterflies?

He had only left a small group uncaught just now.

“Master, it seems someone attacked them, there are many more of them now,” said Jiu Qu.

Lingji had already sensed it from the aura of the Demon Butterflies, “There’s someone in the middle.”

In the midst of the white Demon Butterflies, magic light clearly flashed.

As the ranks of the Demon Butterflies became clearer and larger, and closer to them, Jiu Qu also saw the people inside.

“It’s them!”

The group they had encountered before.

Because they ran into the Demon Butterflies, they had dispersed.

The group was now running with the Demon Butterflies, the middle-aged man protecting the woman, charging at the forefront, as the Demon Butterflies constantly attacked them, perhaps knowing that magic attacks would only increase their numbers, these people could only run with their heads covered, or purely physically fend them off.

“Priest Lord!” the middle-aged man shouted, “Save us!”

The woman raised her head and glimpsed the man on the slope, her eyes immediately lighting up.

However, when she caught sight of Chuzheng from the corner of her eye, her expression immediately turned ugly.

Why is she here too?

And standing together with the Priest Lord?

A thorn seemed to lodge in the woman’s heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The woman was in a sorry state, shielding herself with magic as she rushed up the slope first.

Whether intentional or not, the woman bumped towards Chuzheng.

It seemed like she wanted to knock Chuzheng down.

The oncoming Demon Butterflies were just below, and if Chuzheng was an ordinary person, getting knocked down like that would likely be the end of her.

Chuzheng dodged swiftly and without a word, kicked back.

Damn thing!

The woman, already unsteady, tumbled down as Chuzheng kicked her.

“Ah–”

The middle-aged man, shocked, forgot about running and turned back to save the woman.

The middle-aged man tried to pull the woman back, but he found she suddenly became very heavy, as Demon Butterflies swarmed them, crashing onto their bodies and faces, biting and tearing.

These Demon Butterflies had low individual offensive power, but they were overwhelming in number.

In an instant, they were covered in blood.

Casting magic made more Demon Butterflies Split off.

It was simply deadly.

The middle-aged man’s voice came from below, “Priest Lord! Priest Lord, save us!!”