Banshee Family Training Record

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Dongfang Yue said, "Senior Brother Feng has been stimulated. He said he won't go back until he breaks through to the Golden Core stage. As for Senior Brother Lao, things here are over. He wants to go back to his family to visit relatives. After he finishes his business, he will return to the sect on his own."

As she spoke, she grumbled, "Let's not ask them anymore, let's go."

Nie Ningshuang stepped forward: "Yes, we need to set off quickly. Chu'an, you come with me."

As she emphasized this, Sheng Linglong seemed to sense something different. Her expression shifted, and she glanced at Nie Ningshuang before asking softly, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

That one glance sent chills down Nie Ningshuang's spine. She quickly muttered to herself, "Your Highness, I wasn't being sarcastic with you just now, I was talking to Yan Shuiyi. Please don't misunderstand and cause trouble for our family later."

She was terrified inside, but Sheng Linglong didn't say much: "If not, then I wish you all a safe journey and great success."

Yun Chu'an took one last look at Qi Qiao and Zhu Yunqing. He had already said everything he wanted to say these past few days, and he wasn't leaving to never return, so everyone shook their heads, indicating that there was nothing more to say.

Immediately, Dongfang Yue also stepped onto Yan Shuiyi's flying sword, and the latter chanted an incantation to take off. Yun Chuan and Nie Ningshuang also chanted incantations and cast spells, and the three Golden Core cultivators used their own power to take off into the sky, transforming into a rainbow of light and speeding towards the southwest.

This was Yun Chu'an's first long-distance flight, at the Golden Core stage. He adjusted his breathing rhythm, striving to find the longest possible balance between speed and endurance.

However, he soon discovered that he didn't need to worry about the consumption of spiritual energy. Under the bright sunshine, with the combined effects of his Wood Spirit Body and Heavenly Spirit Root, he felt his spiritual energy surging and boiling within him, flowing endlessly without any concern for consumption. Therefore, he no longer worried and maintained the same speed as Yan Shuiyi, rushing forward.

This surprised Yan Shuiyi slightly. The flying sword under her feet seemed inconspicuous, but it was actually a magic weapon. Relying on this, she was able to fly at high speed with almost no consumption.

As for Yun Chuan, does he have some special skill that allows him to maintain the same speed as me to this day?

Yan Shui was puzzled, and for a moment, curiosity arose in her heart. Along with this curiosity, a competitive spirit also rose; she wanted to prove herself and could not lose to him.

So she remained calm and quietly increased the speed of her flying sword, speeding away at an even faster pace.

Yun Chu'an was also flying at high speed. He was unaware that Yan Shui had such thoughts in her mind. Seeing her speed up, he thought that the cultivators of Qingyun Sect always flew this fast and that she was just letting him pass.

He immediately adjusted his breathing, continued to optimize his spiritual energy flow, improved efficiency and reduced waste, and also improved his speed to a higher level.

Once the speed exceeds the speed of sound, the air resistance becomes so great that it cannot be ignored. So, while flying, Yun Chuan pondered for a while, recalling the design of the supersonic fighter jets in his previous life. He turned his body sideways, chanted incantations to mobilize spiritual power, and formed a streamlined barrier around himself to reduce the resistance.

Then, he increased his speed even further, chasing after Yan Shuiyi without being pulled away at all.

This surprised Yan Shuiyi even more, and she was even a little delighted.

The two competed to increase their speed, and in the process, the only one who suffered was Nie Ningshuang.

This girl didn't have Yun Chu'an's Wood Spirit Body and Heavenly Spirit Root, which allowed her to recover her strength by basking in the sun, nor did she have a powerful travel artifact like Yan Shui Yi's flying sword. If she wanted to keep up with the two of them, she could only use her own spiritual power to expend it.

Soon, the girl was panting heavily. She was under a lot of pressure, and looking at the two people in front of her, her lips trembled as if she wanted to shout, "You two, slow down, I can't keep up!"

But as the words were about to come out, upon closer reflection, she realized that these two adulterers probably hoped she would fall behind so they could fly ahead and secretly be intimate with each other.

Immediately, she hardened her resolve, gritted her teeth, and, despite her immense exhaustion, continued the pursuit.

She didn't say much, but Yun Chuan glanced at her and immediately noticed her unusual behavior.

Immediately, his expression shifted, and he slowed down, then said, "Third Sister, listen to me. Oh right, you're good at making ice crystals, right?"

“Do as I say, create an ice crystal of this shape, and then we hide behind it. This will reduce resistance and decrease the consumption of spiritual energy.”

Before he finished speaking, he silently chanted an incantation and used his spiritual power to create an illusory shape in front of him. Then Nie Ningshuang gestured for him to do as he said.

Nie Ningshuang gritted her teeth secretly. She didn't have a good impression of him, but at this moment, she seemed to have no reason to refuse.

She channeled her spiritual power to create a thin layer of ice crystal barrier, its streamlined arc pointing forward, instantly reducing air resistance to almost zero.

Yun Chu'an stretched out his hand and propelled the ice crystal forward, maintaining a speed almost identical to before. Nie Ning Shuang followed behind him. Apart from maintaining the temperature of the ice crystal, she needed to do almost nothing; she just needed to follow him and maintain her own momentum.

Seeing that this method was indeed very effective, the girl looked slightly surprised: "It really works..."

Yun Chu'an chuckled lightly: "Of course, this is the experience that countless seniors have painstakingly summarized through experimentation."

Nie Ningshuang blinked her big eyes, looking at him with curiosity. A feeling of fondness almost welled up within her, because she was surprised at how much he knew.

But thinking of what he had done before, she quickly suppressed these emotions and kept telling herself, "Nie Ningshuang, you can't be like this. You have to be restrained and see his true nature."

She was trying to convince herself of this, but at that very moment, something unexpected happened!

At the edge of the sky, a sword light suddenly rushed towards Yan Shuiyi, who was flying on his sword, causing the latter's hair to stand on end!

Fortunately, after years of cultivation, Yan Shuiyi has developed sufficient combat instincts, especially now that she is riding her flying sword at high speed.

She quickly flipped and dodged on her sword, narrowly avoiding the sword's edge. However, the three girls sitting on her flying sword suffered terrifiedly. Dongfang Yue was alright, as she was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but Yan Yao and Sui Sui could only scream in terror, "Ahhh—!"

Both children were terrified, but Yan Shuiyi had no time to care for them. Her eyes widened, her heart pounded, and she turned to glare angrily at the person who had suddenly attacked her.

Then, she saw a woman standing atop the clouds, her pupils bloodshot, wearing a long, bright red dress and red dancing shoes, her face frosty and even carrying a hint of madness, staring in her direction.

Her appearance was fairly beautiful, but her insane hatred and murderous intent made her face look ferocious and even terrifying.

With just one glance at her, Yan Shui immediately realized that this woman must be a heretical demonic cultivator who had already fallen into demonic possession!

Chapter 531 The Red-Clad Witch

Come at me!

Yan Shui immediately made her own judgment and shouted, "Be careful! Yue'er, you ride my flying sword and go first. I'll deal with this woman!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already chanted an incantation, handing over control of her flying sword to Dongfang Yue. She then summoned another rainbow-colored sword from her storage bag, pointed it at the woman in red, and demanded sharply, "I have no grudge against you, why did you suddenly attack me?"

In the distance, on the flying sword, Dongfang Yue took control of it. Although she was anxious and worried about her senior sister's situation, she knew that if she stayed here, she would only be a hindrance. So she could only suppress her worries and ride the flying sword away into the distance.

Following behind, Yun Chuan and Nie Ningshuang hadn't even realized what had happened yet, as it had indeed come as a complete surprise.

When they came to their senses, both of them were drenched in a cold sweat. The woman's attack was too swift; if she had chosen them instead of Yan Shuiyi, they would probably be seriously injured or dead by now!

After breaking out in a cold sweat, the two exchanged a glance and did not delay any longer. One drew his Guan Dao, while the other summoned endless ice crystals. They stepped forward and stood side by side with Yan Shuiyi, one on the left and one on the right, gazing at the demon-possessed woman in the red dress from afar, confronting her.

In response, the woman coldly replied, "Don't block my way!"

With that, she leaped forward, flipped her hands, and two golden maces appeared in her grasp, hurtling straight towards Yan Shuiyi.

Yan Shui said coldly, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"

Before she finished speaking, she leaped forward on the clouds, her sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the gleaming sword light, like a rainbow in the sky, pierced towards the woman in front of her.

When she cultivated her sword intent to its peak, there were no more fancy moves; all her actions were solely aimed at killing the enemy with the utmost precision.

Yan Shuiyi moved swiftly and skillfully, and the woman was equally agile. Even though the two large golden maces she held were completely disproportionate to her slender body, the woman still spun rapidly, her weapons seemingly capable of whipping up a whirlwind, and smashed straight at Yan Shuiyi's body.

When the massive hammer blocked Yan Shui Yi Jian Feng's path, the woman's expression changed drastically. This meant that her opponent's understanding and skill far surpassed her own; her sword intent and techniques had already been seen through!

The giant hammer slammed into her sword, and a terrifying shockwave rippled outwards. The surrounding clouds churned and surged, instantly clearing a huge hole a thousand meters in diameter. Yan Shui felt her hand holding the sword go numb from the enormous vibration, and her face turned deathly pale!

"roll!"

The woman in red cursed angrily and kicked Yan Shuiyi in the chest, sending her flying backwards and covering a distance of a thousand meters in the blink of an eye.

“Senior Sister——!”

On a distant flying sword, Dongfang Yue, who was watching the battle unfold, exclaimed in alarm, her face filled with worry. However, despite her resentment, there was nothing she could do.

At the critical moment, a golden bolt of lightning shot straight at the woman in red from the side: "Take this!"

It was Yun Chuan. Golden divine lightning condensed into a supreme-looking armor on his body. "Three Thousand Spring Suns" had been activated. This was a strike that would injure even a Nascent Soul expert, and it was also his strongest strike that he was currently proud of!

Faced with such a devastating attack, the woman didn't even glance at it. Instead, she swung the golden mace in her left hand backhand, intending to collide head-on with him—

The two collided, and in an instant, golden lightning exploded, its surging light comparable to the sun.

In the midst of this extreme outburst, Yun Chu'an's expression changed drastically. The terrifying force also made his arms go numb, and a second later, the Guan Dao in his hand shattered and disintegrated inch by inch!

His weapon, a divine weapon that remained unscathed even in a clash with a Nascent Soul level monster like the Yellow Python Ancestor, was shattered just like that!

Seeing the weapon in his hand shatter, his body could not withstand the enormous impact. He groaned and flew backward, feeling excruciating pain from the fractured bones in his arms and chest. In this instant, he was already seriously injured.

"Ok?"

The woman in red's expression shifted. She looked down at the golden mace in her left hand and discovered that a crack had appeared on it.

Instantly, a strong sense of disgust and aversion appeared on her face. Then, with a casual toss, the divine weapon that had repelled Yan Shui and seriously injured Yun Chu'an was tossed down below.

It was still usable, but it was discarded like trash.

Then, she suddenly flipped her hand, and a bronze-colored Han-style eight-sided sword appeared in her hand. She then leaped forward and sped towards Yanshui.

Yan Shuiyi was startled, already aware of the other party's strength, whose cultivation level was far above her own.

She immediately sought stability, ceasing her offensive and instead retreating while fighting, prioritizing defense.

However, the woman wielded a golden mace in one hand and an ancient Han-style sword in the other. Despite her slender figure, her movements were bold and unrestrained, advancing with an unstoppable force that forced Yan Shui to retreat repeatedly, putting her in grave danger.

Yan Shuiyi couldn't keep up with her pace at all and was almost driven into a corner. Just as the red-clad woman's ancient sword was about to strike, her left arm suddenly stiffened and she became unable to move!

A thick layer of ice crystals had covered it, completely freezing her arm.

Behind them, Nie Ningshuang's face was deathly pale; her spiritual power was already almost depleted: "Miss Yanshui, hurry!"

Before she could finish speaking, the woman in red snorted coldly, and terrifying spiritual power surged through her arm, instantly shattering the ice crystals covering it.

As Yan Shui drew her sword forward, the woman in red parried with her sword held in reverse, and then hurled her golden mace in her right hand, smashing it straight towards Nie Ning Shuang—

The giant hammer broke the sound barrier the moment it left her hand, and its subsequent movement was like a flash of light traversing space. Even with her Golden Core cultivation, Nie Ning Shuang couldn't dodge it in time and was almost hit head-on.

"Get out of the way!"

At that very moment, a roar like thunderclap erupted as Yun Chu'an suddenly descended from the sky. A bolt of lightning deflected the golden mace to the side, and Yun Chu'an himself opened his arms, embracing Nie Ning Shuang in his embrace, and rushed to the side—

The golden mace just grazed past him, the terrifying shockwave sending a jolt of pain through him, as if his spine had snapped. Yun Chu'an gritted his teeth, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, yet he endured the agonizing pain, clutching Nie Ningshuang in his arms as he sped toward the side.

Half-lying in his arms, Nie Ningshuang's pretty face was deathly pale, her heart pounding like thunder. Because of this, lying in his arms now, an indescribable sense of security washed over her, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

She wanted to stay a little longer, but then Yun Chu'an released her arms, coughing up blood as she said, "Third Sister, let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, golden lightning condensed into new armor around him. Even though he no longer had a weapon, he still used lightning to condense a phantom Guan Dao (a type of halberd), and leaped forward, flying towards the woman in red.

Nie Ningshuang composed herself, suppressing her excitement, and followed. In a moment, the woman no longer held the golden mace, but instead wielded a six-foot-long short spear in her right hand. Thus, with a sword in her left hand and a spear in her right, she launched a frontal attack against Yan Shui.

Suddenly, she caught sight of Yun Chu'an and the other person approaching from behind. Her expression shifted, and a cold light flashed on the ancient sword in her left hand. She slashed out with a fierce strike—

Yan Shui instinctively dodged and moved aside, but this left her vulnerable.

But at this moment, the woman in red did not press her advantage and quickly eliminate this troublesome woman. Instead, she turned around, leaped into the air, and rushed straight towards the direction of the flying sword.

Her target suddenly shifted to the person on the flying sword!

"Wait—no—!"

In the midst of the chaos, Yan Shuiyi was caught off guard when the enemy suddenly changed targets. Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, and she was filled with regret.

On her flying sword, Dongfang Yue sped along while keeping an eye on the battlefield. Seeing the woman approaching her, her hair stood on end: "Ah—!"

Beside her, the two girls, Yan Yao and Sui Sui, gripped her sleeves tightly, their faces filled with terror, but they could do nothing as the woman in red, holding a short spear, thrust it straight at Yan Yao's head—

"roll--!"

Chapter 532 Nangong Wan Makes a Move

At that moment, with a furious roar, Yun Chu'an transformed into lightning and arrived. The speed of the lightning actually surpassed that of her, blocking her way. The guan dao, formed from golden divine lightning, slashed towards the woman's head.

"act recklessly!"

The woman in red cursed under her breath and suddenly leaped to dodge, moving much faster than him. Then, the short spear in her right hand shone with a golden light, its length suddenly increasing, and she flipped over to pierce Yun Chuan's dantian!

At this moment, Yun Chu'an, who was focused on protecting her, had no strength left to dodge. Immediately, the short spear pierced his dantian, almost shattering his golden core!

Not far away, Yan Shui's heart stopped upon seeing this, and Yan Yao let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Dad—!"

The child's heart-wrenching screams echoed through the sky. Yun Chu'an felt he was about to lose consciousness, but with this shout, he felt himself come back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and gripped the short spear that the woman in red had plunged into his dantian with both hands, as if trying to hold it in place: "Now! Go!"

He screamed hoarsely, placing his last hope of killing her on Yan Shui and the others. Nie Ning Shuang's eyes were already brimming with tears. She reached out and chanted a spell to freeze the red-clad woman's hand, while Yan Shui swung his sword, intending to pierce her heart—

However, under the suppression of cultivation, these attempts were futile. The woman in red snorted coldly, waved her hand backward to disperse her sword intent, and then tried to shatter Yun Chu'an's golden core first.

At this moment, Dongfang Yue knew that if she didn't act now, she would truly have no chance.

Gritting her teeth, she crushed the jade slip she had been clutching in her hand: "Mom—!"

This was a desperate cry, but it brought about a complete reversal.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. In the vast sky, whether it was Yun Chu'an who had transformed into lightning or the red-clad woman who had been moving incredibly fast just moments before, they both seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to move.

Yun Chu'an's eyes darted around, sensing that some terrifying force was simultaneously restricting both himself and the other party. Even though his consciousness could still move, he was completely unable to move an inch within this locked space.

In this state of absolute stillness, a single second feels as long as a whole year. And within this realm of absolute stillness, only one person can move.

An outsider.

Suddenly, a diamond-shaped vertical door opened in mid-air, and a beautiful figure slowly walked out from it.

Her long, thick, jet-black hair was styled in a bun on top of her head, held up by a simple white ribbon, giving her an elegant and refined look. A barely noticeable beauty mark next to her crimson lips added to her captivating charm.