503: Black Lotus Protector, defeated!

"How is Qiao Linger doing?" Buddha Wutian asked.

"Time is precious; Qiao Linger and White Lotus have been in bed for seven days and seven nights!" Black Robe reported hastily.

"It's just that..."

"Just what?"

"General Yin's tiger penis was fed to him—he's eaten over twenty of them, and it's a bit too much of a tonic! Qiao Linger's eyes are bloodshot now, and he wants to pounce on anyone he sees!

Although White Lotus has practiced martial arts, her skills are quite mediocre, and I'm afraid she won't be able to hold out much longer!"

"We tried to switch to other women, but they can't even get close to him!"

"After this is over, treat her with all our might. White Lotus has made a great contribution! We must never let a meritorious subject shed both blood and tears!" Buddha Wutian ordered.

General Yin, standing in the ranks below, heard this and was overjoyed. I have also made a great contribution! Buddha Wutian must have noticed it.

"General Yin! Merit shall be rewarded; step forward!"

General Yin stepped out happily and bowed to No Heaven: "Thank you, Buddha!"

A black light enveloped him and then vanished.

"I grant you an undying body! No matter how severe the injury, you can recover within three breaths!"

"Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Buddha!" General Yin was overjoyed. A divine life-saving skill—it will be hard to die from now on!

No Heaven waved his hand, and General Yin retreated back into the ranks.

As he passed by Black Robe, Black Robe whispered: "Congratulations, congratulations. It just so happens that I'm severely short on stock. Prepare two hundred for me—make sure they are authentic, no inferior goods!"

"Ah?" General Yin opened his mouth wide, and tears actually welled up in his eyes involuntarily.

Boss Black Robe, why be so cruel? We are both demons; why are you the only one so vicious?

I'm not stupid; even if that Qiao Linger ate them for every meal, he couldn't eat that many!

Fairy Biyou fought her way through, but the more she fought, the more she felt something was wrong.

Those demons looked ferocious, but their attacks were always a beat slow at the critical moment. When her sword light swept past, the opponents would scream and fly backward, crashing into the dust, yet they never suffered any fatal injuries.

A few times, she even clearly saw several demons exchange glances before falling to the ground, secretly playing rock-paper-scissors behind their backs...

"This group of demons... they're just acting in front of me! Bastards, they're looking down on me too much!"

Seeing that she had reached the mountainside of Mount Ling, she saw a wide training field ahead, surrounded by flapping devil flags, with hundreds of demons lined up in formation.

Standing in the center was a figure draped in a black robe with a grim face; it was the Black Robe Protector under No Heaven.

"Little girl, this is as far as you go."

The Black Robe Protector said in a deep voice, his Devilish Qi surging, his Aura more than ten times stronger than those previous cannon fodder.

Fairy Biyou felt a pang of tension in her heart, and her hand holding the sword sweated slightly.

This is a true expert!

"Get out of the way! I'm going to save Qiao Linger!" she shouted through gritted teeth.

"Save the Spirit Child?" The Black Robe Protector sneered. "With your amateur skills?"

Before the words faded, the Black Robe Protector's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood!

So fast!

Fairy Biyou's pupils constricted, and she instinctively blocked with her sword horizontally.

"Clang!"

With a loud bang, the magic staff in the Black Robe Protector's hand had already smashed onto her sword!

Fairy Biyou felt a mountain-toppling force come through, her hand trembling violently, her sword nearly slipping from her grasp. She was knocked backward over ten zhang, stumbling as she landed, a sweetness rising in her throat, nearly spitting out blood.

"So strong..."

She was terrified; this was the true gap!

The Black Robe Protector, however, frowned and secretly transmitted his voice to the small demons watching from the sidelines: "Was I too forceful just now? If she really gets hurt and Buddha blames me..."

The small demon quickly calculated: "Protector, you held back 99% of your strength; it was just right! It showed your might without damaging her foundation!"

The Black Robe Protector nodded, though his face became increasingly fierce: "Little girl, retreat now, and I will spare your life!"

Fairy Biyou gritted her teeth, remembered Lu Jiuyuan's promise, steeled her heart, and her sword light rose again!

This time, she poured all her magic power into the sword, and the emerald Sword Qi soared into the sky, transforming into a sword rainbow over ten zhang long, slashing directly at the Black Robe Protector!

"Is that it?"

The Black Robe Protector sneered: "With moves like this, even if I stood here and let you slash at me, you wouldn't be able to hurt me in the slightest."

"Boom!"

The sword rainbow struck down!

The Black Robe Protector screamed, his magic pestle flew from his hand, and he was swept by the Sword Qi, flying backward, spinning three and a half times in the air before "thumping" into a stone pillar, causing the two-person-wide pillar to snap and fly off.

He struggled to crawl up, "pfft," spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

"You... your sword technique... is strange... this is simply not the strength you should have..."

The Black Robe Protector pointed at Fairy Biyou, his finger trembling, his face full of disbelief:

"You, a pretty little girl... actually used a trick... sure enough... the prettier the woman, the better she is at lying... I underestimated you..."

After saying this, his body collapsed to the ground, one hand still raised upward, shouting: "What are you still standing there for? Go quickly and invite the Black Lotus Holy Emissary!"

Fairy Biyou stood stunned on the spot.

She looked at the sword in her hand, then looked at the Black Robe Protector, who was staring with wide eyes, holding his arm up as if frozen.

Fairy Biyou looked at her own trembling hands, the tip of her sword still humming slightly.

"Am I... really that strong?"

She had never fought anyone before, and had never left her mountain gate. She had only had a few spars with fellow disciples.

But in previous spars, the outcome was always decided after a hundred moves; how could there ever have been such a crushing victory?

But the Black Robe Protector before her had fallen so "tragically," and the mouthful of blood he spat out had even seeped into a small puddle on the ground; it did not seem fake.

The smell of blood permeating the air could not be fake either.

"Is it that I am really this strong, or... did Your Majesty secretly give me some kind of blessing?"

Her thoughts raced, and she remembered Lu Jiuyuan's unfathomable figure and calm promise, her heart settling slightly: "That's right. Since Your Majesty said he would keep me safe, there must be arrangements.

Perhaps... I really do have potential I didn't even know about?"

She took a deep breath, suppressed her distracting thoughts, and looked at the stairs leading to the higher parts of the mountaintop.

Black Robe's last words, "Go quickly and invite the Black Lotus Holy Emissary," still rang in her ears.

The Black Lotus Holy Emissary—just hearing the name sounded formidable!

She absolutely could not retreat here!

She straightened her back, turned her sword blade, pointed it toward the summit, and shouted clearly: "Under the Eastern Sovereign Emperor, Fairy Biyu is here! Those who block me, bear the consequences!"

The watching demons looked at each other, and seeing her gaze sweep over them, they subconsciously took half a step back.

The scene of the Black Robe Protector's "crushing defeat" just now was too shocking; no one dared not be careful, lest they hurt her and give the game away.

Biyu hesitated no longer, turning into a green light and charging straight upward.

This time, the demons blocking her path were significantly fewer, and even if some stepped forward, they couldn't block a single move, "screaming" as they rolled aside.

The Mahavira Hall of Mount Ling.

Before the light screen, No Heaven watched Biyu "advancing triumphantly" all the way, his face expressionless, merely tapping his fingertips lightly on the black lotus armrest.

"Black Robe."

"Your subordinate is here... Ah, Buddha, forgive me, this subordinate will go 'heal' now..." In the light screen, Black Robe, who had originally "passed out," scrambled up and bowed sheepishly.

"Good acting," No Heaven said indifferently. "Though a bit exaggerated. Black Lotus Holy Emissary."

"Buddha." A man in black, who had been standing quietly by No Heaven's side with a black hood over his head, stepped out.

"You go 'meet' her. You may only lose, not win! You cannot block her for too long; you must grasp the measure yourself."

"Your subordinate understands." The Black Lotus Holy Emissary accepted the order, his body flickered, and he turned into a black ray of light, darting out of the hall.

Biyu passed through the mountainside and saw the Black Lotus Holy Emissary standing with his hands behind his back, facing away from her.

Just from his back, the oppressive feeling he emitted far exceeded that of Black Robe!