Chapter 176 - Senior Sister So Naughty
Chapter 176 of "Journey to the End of the Night" kicks off with thrilling moments: Women are naturally fond of such cute, small, and harmless little creatures.Upon realizing that this... Read more!
Women are naturally fond of such cute, small, and harmless little creatures.
Upon realizing that this rabbit was raised by the boy and even used for guarding the gate, she almost laughed, completely throwing the strange feeling she had earlier to the back of her mind.
She thought to herself, with such a tiny head, what can it really protect?
Its ownerâs idea is indeed adorably naive.
The female disciple giggled and squatted down, wanting to embrace the rabbit in her arms, âWhat a cute rabbit, it must be pitiful to guard the door in such cold weather.
Come, let sister hug you.â
As she spoke, the woman was completely unaware that the expression on the old manâs face behind her had twisted to one of sheer horror.
The womanâs cultivation was still meager, merely at the initial stage of Kaiyuan.
But Li Xuan, after all, was an elder who had founded his own sect, and even in his twilight years, it wasnât hard for him to detect the shadow of the demonic force lurking beneath the rabbitâs feet.
In the shadow, blood-red pupils were emitting a man-eating crimson light.
Such overwhelming and rampant demonic power, such a breath filled with blood and slaughter!
At this moment, only three words of utter despair remained in the old manâs heart: Afu Tu!
He was on the verge of collapsing!
How could such an ancient and ferocious demon appear within his humble Lihe Sect?
All the members of their sect combined were probably not enough for this little creature to consume in one bite.
What terrified him even more was that his female disciple dared to recklessly reach out to embrace that scourge, as if she was tired of living!
Li Xuan intended to shout out a warning, but as the person with the highest cultivation in the area, he felt the invisible pressure more acutely than anyone else.
Fear!
The immense fear was like a ghostly shadow blanketing his heart, turning his body rigid.
His blood frozen, he could only widen his trembling eyes, unable to utter a single word.
The great demon Afu Tu, ranking above a hundred thousand other demons, had bared its fangs.
They were going to die!
They would be annihilated!
The corpse demon boy, who had let the rabbit loose, must intend to exterminate all members of the Lihe Sect.
This was revenge!
This was retribution for his ingratitude and treachery!
The sound inside the house, reaching the old manâs ears, seemed like the worldâs most sarcastic and malicious curse, mocking his ignorance and helplessness.
The young corpse demon had broken through the Sword Array, hastening without pause to seek out his Jiujiu, harboring such a venomous intent to humiliate the Lihe Sect.
Not content with consuming them all, he even wanted to insult his Jiujiu so.
JiujiuâŚ
my JiujiuâŚ
so pitiful.
The old man should have thought so, as the despair, as dark as the tide, engulfed him completely.
He closed his eyes, unwilling to witness the tragic scene of the female disciple being devoured alive.
And, indeed, the female discipleâs palm never managed to successfully touch the delicate body of Afu Tu.
The thick radish lazily touched the ground, stirring a light breeze.
A streak of ghostly sword fire ignited beneath the night sky.
The falling snow outside the pavilion was illuminated, shining with a frosty brightness.
The radish in Afu Tuâs claws coldly drew a line of sword fire between it and the woman, scorching the ground and not dissipating for a long time.
The tiny flame of the sword fire contained an inexplicably potent force.
The womanâs complexion instantly turned pale as she encountered something horrifying, startled to the point of losing color in her face.
She hastily retracted her hand and stumbled backward, falling on her rear in fright.
To the naked eye, the rabbit seemed just an ordinary rabbit.
And the radish seemed just an ordinary, large radish.
But then, the sword fire wielded by an Immortal couldnât be much different, could it?
A sword fire thin as a thread stretched out before everyone.
Behind the sword fire, the rabbit picked up the inconspicuous radish again, crunching off another bite.
Its blood-red eyes, sharp as if ready to kill, seemed to say:
Anyone who dares to cross this line of Dao Fire, I shall slay!
Li Xuan was also shocked, watching incredulously as the rabbit nibbled on the radish at the door.
He had never seen such an instinct-driven fierce demon like Afu Tu capable of displaying such exquisite and mysterious swordsmanship.
And more frightening was that in the rabbitâs paw was only a radish!
HoweverâŚ
Li Xuan looked at Afu Tu with cold sweat, realising that although the rabbit was extremely hostile, it didnât seem to intend to kill them outright.
It seemed simply, it did not want them to approach that room.
Li Xuan overcame his fear of the Heroic Spirit White Tiger and regained his courage, which now, in the face of this little rabbit, shattered once again.
The wailing sound from inside the house grew even more intense.
The female disciples, pale from the shock of seeing the rabbit, now blushed with renewed courage.
Li Xuan, fading like a washed-out color, was now dispirited and distant, walking away into the snow at night.
The few remaining female disciples looked at one another, eyes filled with resignation and admiration.
They whispered amongst themselves.
âWhat should we do now?
The Sect Master looks like heâs dead.â
âShall we retreat?
That noise has got our legs trembling.â
âThe Sect Master hasnât given an order, it wouldnât be right to retreat on our own, would it?â
âSoâŚ
just stand guard here?â
âWhat else can we do?
Stand guard, I guess.
Speaking of Jiujiu, our junior sister, sheâs quite daring.â
âSheâs really skilled, didnât they say she was a disciple from Central Netherworld?â
âA Central Netherworld disciple?
HmmâŚ
Even though their reputation isnât the best, theyâre one of the forces comparable to the Three Sects in terms of influence.
Since this young man could subdue the Heroic Spirit White Tiger, his status in the You Dynasty must be quite high.
For us, a third-class immortal sect like ours, getting a connection to a Central Netherworld disciple is good, regardless of their bad reputation.
I think itâs a good thing.â
âSenior Sister makes sense.â
A few embarrassed young women conversed in hushed tones in the corridor.
Gradually, dawn broke, revealing the first light of day.
âHow long are we supposed to wait hereâŚâ
âSenior SisterâŚ
I donât think Iâll be able to sleep well for several nights.â
âThe rabbitâs finished its radish, why hasnât the noise inside stopped?â
The sun climbed higher, and the winter snow had stopped.
Sounds of someone bathing came from inside the house.
After a moment, the door was pushed open by a pale hand.
Beneath the slightly raised Glazed Umbrella, the sunlight spilled on a delicate face.
The still-warm white mist from the hot springs dispersed a faint scent of sulfur through the sleeves of his robes.
The young man who stepped out of the house was taken aback as he spotted several unfamiliar female disciples standing in the corridor; obviously, he hadnât expected so many people outside his door.
And the eyes of these female disciples were unanimously fixed on him.
Baili An still had bite marks on his chin, and the redness at the corners of his eyes hadnât faded, betraying a trace of unwarranted distress.
His pair of black eyes, moist as if soaked in water, stared back at the women, directly piercing their hearts.
Lethal.
The several disciples cursed silently in unison.
âCoughâŚ
cough cough.â An older female disciple from Lihe Sect coughed to clear her throat and greeted Baili An, âDid the gentleman sleep well last night?â
What was supposed to be a simple polite greeting was immediately met with weird looks from the younger sisters behind her.
They felt the Senior Sister was being inappropriateâwas she flirting with him?