After Sheng Jun Chapter 29 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Chapter 29 Spoiled (part 2)
Zhong Ming tightly embraced Jiang Xingzhi's waist, and both were instantly swallowed by the quicksand's suction.
Splash.
The yellow sand, like the mouth of an abyss, devoured their figures.
After a few breaths, the desert returned to its calm state, as if nothing had happened.
Fine sand enveloped their bodies as they fell.
All Jiang Xingzhi could feel was the flowing sand around him and the person closely protecting him from behind.
A light sound of breaking through sand came from below, followed by the hollow noise of landing.
The next moment, Jiang Xingzhi and Zhong Ming also fell out of the sand, plopping down in an empty cave.
After landing steadily, Zhong Ming released him.
Jiang Xingzhi's lips moved slightly, momentarily unsure whether he should say "thank you."
Fortunately, the movement from the mermaid silk drew both their attention.
You Suqing stood up not far from them, with sand collected under his mask, which was now flowing down from beneath his chin. He spoke, "Brother Jiang, Brother Bai."
As he spoke, another handful of yellow sand burst open with a "puff puff" sound.
Jiang Xingzhi's mouth twisted slightly, but out of friendship, he didn't laugh.
Zhong Ming wasn't so polite and directly snorted with laughter.
You Suqing waved his fan to brush off the sand. Jiang Xingzhi mediated, "At least Pavilion Master You is wearing a mask."
Otherwise, he would have eaten his fill of sand.
The waving fan tilted slightly, and Zhong Ming spoke softly, "You haven't comforted many people, have you?"
Jiang Xingzhi: "......"
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The topic that threatened their unity quickly turned over.
The three organized themselves and walked toward the depths of the cave. The Sword-Seeking Ruler pointed forward, indicating they were on the right track.
Jiang Langhao also emerged from Jiang Xingzhi's collar, its little mouth chattering, "This is an underground cave. Because of the inversion of heaven and earth, the quicksand can gather above in the ceiling."
Zhong Ming glanced at where it had emerged from, and through the slightly open collar, he could faintly see porcelain-white skin. His brows furrowed, "Haven't you spoiled it too much?"
Jiang Xingzhi gave him a sideways glance, his eyes meaningful: Hmph, I haven't even found the chance to say the same about you...
"Yes, just like someone else."
Yet when he spoke, the other showed no embarrassment. Zhong Ming laughed and looked at him, "Equally spoiled?"
"......" Jiang Xingzhi regretfully bit his teeth. Damn it, poor choice of words!
Beside them, You Suqing walked leisurely, shamelessly enjoying this sour play under the cover of his mask.
There seemed to be wind blowing in the cave, growing stronger as they proceeded.
Jiang Xingzhi's light outer robe was lifted by the wind, his black hair flying and spreading behind him. His clothes clung to his front, revealing the smooth contours of his body.
His cold, pale face against the backdrop of flying hair was a perfect balance of depth and lightness. Zhong Ming looked at him for a moment, then raised his hand to cast a formation in front of them.
The outer robe and hair stopped flying, obediently falling behind him.
Jiang Xingzhi, who had been immersed in this rebellious atmosphere, was puzzled when the gale suddenly stopped. He looked at Zhong Ming questioningly: ?
Zhong Ming casually pulled up his outer robe that had slipped halfway down his shoulder, "I was afraid the strong wind might blow out this bright lamp of yours."
Jiang Xingzhi: "......"
Both were now neatly dressed, while You Suqing was still wildly fluttering in the wind. Jiang Xingzhi gestured to Zhong Ming, "Block the wind for your good friend too."
You Suqing was moved, opening his mouth with a voice that, against the wind, rippled like Jiang Langhao's, "Brother Jiang~"
Zhong Ming's raised hand dropped again. He glanced at You Suqing's elegant fan, "He doesn't need it. He loves the wind."
Jiang Xingzhi: "......"
You Suqing: "......" Ha.
In the end, it was the merciful Jiang Xingzhi who waved to expand Zhong Ming's formation a bit, shielding all three.
As the fierce wind howled throughout the entire cave, the three stopped in their tracks, finally seeing a dark wind outlet. Before they could step forward to investigate, a "chirping" chaotic noise came from the wind tunnel.
Zhong Ming raised his hand to shield Jiang Xingzhi, his gaze fixed intently.
With a "whoosh" of flapping wings, a swarm of bat-birds suddenly flew toward them. Sharp sword energy, quick as lightning, broke through the wind and sliced into the bat-bird swarm!
Blood mist spread, but the severed bat-birds quickly regenerated and flew toward Jiang Xingzhi and the others with fangs bared.
"Second-level demon beasts," Jiang Xingzhi said, swatting away several with his sleeve.
Jiang Langhao, terrified at hearing "demon beasts," screeched wildly, "Ancestor! Your bloodline, your ancient bloodline!"
Reminded, Jiang Xingzhi took out the Moon-Holding Pearl from his bosom, releasing the suppressive power of the phoenix blood.
Squawk!
The pressure of the same bloodline was more evident, and the swarm of bat-birds scattered and quickly disappeared from before them.
As the scene quieted down, You Suqing fanned himself without asking many questions. But the Sword-Seeking Ruler in his palm suddenly turned, emitting an intense vibrating sound.
"It's in there," You Suqing looked toward the wind tunnel.
Jiang Xingzhi understood, and the three flew into the tunnel under the protection of the formation. In the pitch-black wind tunnel, only the sharp sound of wind was piercing. As they flew out a section, the gale gradually weakened, and before their eyes, it suddenly opened up—
A huge underground valley appeared before them.
Vertically steep cliffs towered up, with no daylight visible above. The Sword-Seeking Ruler pointed toward the layers of jagged rocks in the cliff wall, where a faint glow penetrated through the crevices.
Jiang Xingzhi focused his gaze, "Over there..."
Before he could finish, the rock crevice "boomed" and shattered from sword energy. A long sword flew out, stopping directly in front of You Suqing, humming as if recognizing its master.
You Suqing felt a throb in his chest, put down the Sword-Seeking Ruler, and instinctively gripped the long sword.
Zing! The sword light brightened, gathering from the hanging sword tip to the hilt, the flowing light making one turn, slowly engraving a golden dragon pattern.
The familiar sword pattern appeared before the three, and Jiang Xingzhi and Zhong Ming both held their breath. Until the complete sword pattern fell into view—
It was clearly the Xuantian Sword.
Xuantian Sword Sect?
Jiang Xingzhi turned his head in surprise, "You...!"
Zhong Ming's heart suddenly choked again: !