Chapter 131 – Spiritual Power Vortex
Wu Xin's cold eyes flashed with a deep killing intent, and stepping forward in large strides, he wanted to rush into Nangong Yu's bedroom.
However, Qing Long stepped forward to block him, "Master has commanded that without his order, no one is allowed to enter."
Wu Xin's sharp gaze landed on Qing Long as he coldly said, "Qing Long, do you think you can stop me? Moreover, don't forget that our first priority is to ensure Master's safety!"
He had barely finished speaking when his eyes flashed with a cold light, while a fierce amount of spiritual pressure was released from his body.
Qing Long dodged too late, the jolt from the spiritual pressure pushing him back several steps. His complexion became somewhat pale and unsightly.
Qing Long, Bai Hu, Zhu Que, and Xuan Wu, were each given a code name after one of the four divine beasts. To the public, they are known as Nangong Yu's personal bodyguards.
Unknown to most though is that Nangong Yu had four other guards that he had secretly trained. They were given code names' after the four ferocious beasts, Wu Xin, Wu Yu, Wu Nian, and Wu Gou. They were guards trained to offer their life for their Master, no matter the danger to themselves.
All eight people were experts in their respective fields, each a leader in charge of their own force. However, as teams, Qing Long is the leader of the four great divine beasts, with Wu Xin the leader of the four great ferocious beasts. Wu Xin's team was slightly stronger than Qing Long's team.
After Wu Xin pushed Qing Long aside, he focused his spiritual power in his palm, using it to open the iron gate leading into Nangong Yu's courtyard.
The iron gate had just opened, when before anyone could enter the courtyard, they were abruptly blinded by a bright flash of white light.
Next, it was like a sudden gale started in the courtyard, causing the leaves on the ground to scatter in the air. These sudden storm clouds seemed like a foreshadowing of trouble ahead.
Wu Xin's complexion changed, and rushing to stand in front of Nangong Yu's bedroom door, he roughly pushed it open.
However, as soon as Wu Xin and the others entered the room, their expressions stiffened as they blankly stared at the curtain in front of them.
The curtain hung from the bed and fluttered in the cool breeze, along with the tassels and clothes surrounding it.
Behind the lightly fluttering curtain, alternately hidden from view and then visible, Nangong Yu and Hexi were tightly embracing each other. With their lips plastered together, it was difficult to distinguish their expressions.
The corner Wu Xin's mouth twitched, along with everyone else’s. Awkwardly shuffling their feet, they didn’t know what do with their hands or where to look.
This is the first time that they had ever seen their cold hearted Master display such unbridled passion. He was always emotionless, yet now he is behaving like he is intoxicated.
However, before Wu Xin and the others could return to their senses, a vortex could suddenly be seen by the naked eye, slowly forming between the two people.
The vortex spun, first absorbing the spiritual power in the room, and gradually accelerating its speed as it slowly expanded. Once it shrouded Wu Xin and the others, it then spread outside the room.
As Wu Xin stood absent minded, he unexpectedly felt a great invisible force start to suction out the spiritual power from within his body.
"What's going on here? How could this be?!!"
With shock written across everyone's faces, they hurriedly set up protective barriers around their bodies, capable of resisting that suction.
Fortunately, after they set up the protective barriers around their bodies, the suction disappeared without a trace. No…more precisely, the suction bypassed them, following the vortex to spread out to surrounding areas.
Wu Xin gazed towards the delicate and slender girl on the bed, his eyes showing bewilderment.
Is this strange vortex created by this woman? Was this why Master insisted on risking his life to save her? In the end, just who is she??
"Slut, why with Master…get off him! Go die!" A shrill scream suddenly reached their ears.
Wu Xin and the others turned their heads, only to find Zhu Que looking insane as she rushed towards the two intimate people on the bed.
Chapter 132 – Unlucky Zhu Que
As Zhu Que stood there, the huge vortex hovered over her, and little by little, it suctioned out many years worth of her accumulated spiritual power that she had cultivated. Her complexion aged and withered at a speed naked to the eye, yet she was completely unaware of it. Zhu Que's entire body trembled as she became devoid of rationality, and she rushed towards Hexi in the centre of the vortex.
It is unknown when, but she was now holding a dagger, the tip shining a strange blue-green. Obviously it is smeared with something highly poisonous.
A crazy smile was plastered across Zhu Que's lips; even if she had to risk her cultivation base, she must kill this woman, she must get revenge of the hatred due to her disfigurement! Furthermore, she will not let this slut snatch Master away!!
"Zhu Que, you can't—!" Qing Long and the others exclaimed, their complexions suddenly changing.
However, it was too late, the sharp dagger blurring as it was fiercely stabbed towards Hexi.
But the expected eruption of blood didn't happen. On the contrary, Zhu Que who had rushed over screamed, and with her body resembling a kite flying off after it’s string is broken, she flew around the room, finally crashing into a wall.
She spit out a mouthful of blood, denial and hatred in her eyes as she glanced at Hexi, then fainted with disappointment written across her features.
Bai Hu looked at her worriedly, whispering, "Zhu Que didn’t form a protective barrier over herself before she fainted, her cultivation base…"
"Humph, she valued her jealousy more than Master's safety. She reaps what she sowed!" Wu Xin's cold and pitiless words instantly dispelled Bai Hu's intention of helping Zhu Que.
Just at this moment, Nangong Yu suddenly opened his eyes in the centre of the vortex. He first thoroughly examined Hexi's body using his spiritual power, to make sure she wasn’t in any danger, then, his cold dark eyes swept around the room, finally landing on several of his subordinates outside the door.
Wu Xin and the others felt their bodies quiver all over under the gaze of those cruel, icy red eyes, to the point that they were almost unable to maintain their protective barriers.
Nangong Yu coldly snorted, then said in a low voice, "No next time! Whoever dares to violate my orders in the future, don't even bother to appear in front of me again."
As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the door that was knocked open by Wu Xin closed in a flash, firmly sealed with a spiritual power enchantment.
Wu Xin gasped for breath, his face sagging into an expression of relief after the terror he had felt.
Just a moment ago, Master's expression when he had looked at him was really too frightening.
Wu Yu frowned while muttering next to him, "It’s close to the time for Master's illness to show up. If Master is like this now, what will happen to him later, will he be okay?"
They all looked at each other in dismay, sinking into a depressed silence.
At this time, everyone worrying in the courtyard of Hell King Manor wouldn’t know, but that vortex which had first only affected the six of them, had now swept throughout Yan Jing City.
Apart from Nangong Yu, no one knew that in the centre of this vortex, the seal on Hexi’s dantian is gradually lifting.
At this moment, Hexi's dantian resembled a dissatisfied and greedy black hole. Countless amounts of spiritual energy was being sucked in, but when the spiritual energy was completely absorbed, it was still unsatisfied.
The vortex continued to expand, and the fierce wind began to strengthen abruptly, causing dust and sand to fly everywhere. While the spiritual energy that was drawn into the vortex, regardless of whether it was from the air or the vegetation, was completely absorbed.
Demonic beasts in the forest rampaged, their bodies all emitting a harsh light as they resisted their spiritual energy being absorbed with all their strength.
In the sky of Yan Jing city, martial artists riding on Flying Swords suddenly felt the swords under their feet start buzzing, and no longer able to transfer their spiritual power, they fell down from the sky one by one. Fortunately, every martial artist that is able to fly possessed a magical tool that would protect their body and save their life, so they were luckily able to escape from an ending of becoming a meat patty.