Chapter 1428 - 1330: Passing On My Lifetime Cultivation to You

"Sister, help me as a protector!"

Wu Jie spoke and rushed towards Yang Tian.

She reached out and held Yang Tian's hand, gently snapping her fingers.

Bang!

A surge of flames ignited on Wu Jie and Yang Tian.

"Wu Jie, what are you doing?"

Yang Tian frowned.

"You are not a match for the Lingluo Dual Immortals."

Wu Jie said gravely.

"Then what method do you have to counter them?"

Yang Tian looked at Wu Jie seriously.

"Of course I have one!"

Wu Jie spoke, and the flames completely consumed the two of them, directly entering a mysterious Saint Realm.

"Wu Jie, why are you creating a Saint Realm?"

Yang Tian frowned.

"Don't say anything, close your eyes."

Wu Jie said gently.

Though Yang Tian was puzzled, he trusted Wu Jie completely and closed his eyes.

Wu Jie transformed back to her true form.

She was draped in a simple garment.

Her hand was as soft as a lily, her skin as creamy as condensed milk, her neck as graceful as a cicada's, her teeth as white as a gourd, her forehead like a silkworm's eyebrow, her smile charming, her eyes watchful.

She sat before an ancient zither.

Gently lifting her white jade-like hand, she began to strum.

An array of beautiful melodies played out.

Yang Tian opened his eyes and saw Wu Jie, frowning: "Wu Jie, what are you doing?"

The soft and deep sounds of the zither echoed in the sky, like enchanting music.

Resembling gentle rain hitting plantain leaves, heard silently, yet lingering.

Yang Tian slowly got lost in the subdued zither music.

But suddenly, feelings of melancholy filled his heart, an unexpected sense of sorrow.

Yang Tian instinctively looked towards Wu Jie, only to find her dancing with the zither music.

The sound produced by the zither lingered gently in the air, refusing to dissipate.

And now, Wu Jie, accompanied by the music, transformed into a graceful girl, with a clean face and white robes, dark hair dyed black, a gorgeous fan fluttering elegantly, like a celestial being, she seemed to emerge from a dream.

A spring moon opened as nature's mirror in heaven, beneath the moon, Wu Jie occasionally lifted her wrist and lowered her brows, sometimes leisurely spreading her cloud-hand, the fan in her hand closed up like a brush painting, her jade sleeves produced wind, dignified and agile.

Yang Tian's entire soul was enchanted.

......

"What is the situation?"

The Lingluo Dual Immortals coldly stared at the spot where Yang Tian and Wu Jie vanished.

A blood-red mist had appeared there.

The real truth inside was unseen.

Yet a flash of menace crossed the eyes of the Lingluo Dual Immortals: "Wu Jie, what are you trying to do by creating a Secret Realm? Dare to create a Secret Realm before us? You're simply courting death!"

The two women rushed forward and struck heavily against the blood-red mist.

Bang!

A roaring sound boomed.

Within the Saint Realm, Wu Jie's eyes showed a hint of anxiety: "Sister, why aren't you helping me as a protector?"

"I don't want you to do something foolish!"

He Qing's voice resonated from outside.

"If you still regard me as your elder sister, then immediately help me as a protector!"

Wu Jie said, sweeping up in dance and music towards Yang Tian.

At this moment, Yang Tian was already captivated by the music and dance.

His soul enchanted, losing himself.

Outside the Saint Realm.

The Lingluo Dual Immortals were filled with murderous intent, attacking the blood-red mist once more, but at this moment, He Qing intervened.

She flashed her image, appearing before the Lingluo Dual Immortals, coldly saying: "Scram!"

"What do you count for!"

The Lingluo Dual Immortals' eyes burned red with fury, as they unleashed the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams overhead towards He Qing.

"Minor skills!"

He Qing, after all, was a master of Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng.

Swoosh!

A Dharma Seal flew out from her body, breaking through the Lingluo Dual Immortals' Yin Yang Eight Trigrams in a single strike.

"That's a Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng!" the Lingluo Dual Immortals exchanged a glance, filled with murderous intent: "The Seven Realms have regulations, Martial Artists cultivating Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng have become entities outside the Seven Realms, and must not interfere in matters Within the Realm!"

"I can also refrain from interfering in your grievances with Yang Tian, you just need to wait for the duration of half incense stick time, then I'll withdraw!"

He Qing coldly said.

"Wait half incense stick time?" the Lingluo Dual Immortals' eyes were filled with murderous intent: "What is Wu Jie doing inside? Are you deliberately stalling for time!"

"So what if I am?"

He Qing's face turned icy cold.

In her eyes, however formidable the Lingluo Dual Immortals were, they were but mere trash in existence.

If it wasn't for restrictions, she would've already disciplined these two Loose Cultivators from Asura Realm.

"If that's so, then I'll have you dead!"

The Lingluo Dual Immortals waved their hand.

A piece of Spiritual Jade flew up.

Bang!

The Spiritual Jade ignited, splitting out a powerful Celestial Thunder, crashing heavily towards He Qing.

"Hongmeng Martial Techniques?"

He Qing's eyes were full of sneers.

This Spiritual Jade presumably was given by Feng to them, intended to obstruct Wu Jie's attack.

Honestly, Feng's cultivation had already broken through to the fifty-fifth tier of Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng, even Wu Jie wasn't Feng's opponent, not to mention He Qing.

This surge of Celestial Thunder came down, leaving He Qing no choice but to use her Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng to block.

But after a boisterous explosion.

He Qing was shaken into spitting fresh blood, her body teetering.

"Feng's Spiritual Jade is indeed effective, you wish to protect Yang Tian? Then today, we'll help your master clear the portal for you, letting you realize that when Asura Realm acts, you have no right to intervene!"

The Lingluo Dual Immortals said, rolling up Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, slaughtering towards the blood-red mist.

"Simply seeking death!"

He Qing too was enraged.

Just as she was about to rush forward, that piece of Spiritual Jade unleashed another powerful Celestial Thunder.

He Qing deployed the Cultivation Technique of Hongmeng, strengthening herself to withstand the thunderous attack, but despite it, she still was pinioned to fly backward.

"Qian'Er, let's act!"

The Demon Emperor exclaimed, leading Asura Qian'Er and Li Min towards the Lingluo Dual Immortals.

Although she didn't know what Wu Jie and Yang Tian were doing in the Secret Realm, opposing the Lingluo Dual Immortals was now the priority.

The three women quickly reached the front of the Lingluo Dual Immortals.

"Dare to obstruct us, then die!"

The Lingluo Dual Immortals shouted fiercely.

The powerful Yin Yang Eight Trigrams swept down with a snap, instantly immobilizing the three Demon Emperor women, while the Lingluo Dual Immortals flashed their forms towards the blood-red mist below.

Bang! Bang!

The two women struck heavily against the blood-red mist.

Inside the Saint Realm, Wu Jie frowned, running her Spiritual Sense outwards for reconnaissance, only to find the three Demon Emperor women bound by Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, and He Qing retreating step by step under Spiritual Jade's attacks.

In her heart, she felt urgency: "Yang Tian, wake up quickly..."

By now, Yang Tian had absorbed all of Wu Jie's cultivation, only the overwhelming power had made him faint dead away.

"If you don't wake up now, your woman will die!"

Wu Jie's Soul Emergence, resolutely shouted inside Yang Tian's consciousness.

"What?!"

Yang Tian suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Wu Jie's pale face, now Wu Jie lost her cultivation, was swallowed by the imprisonment within, already reverting to male.

"Wu Jie, why is your complexion so pale..." Yang Tian suddenly sensed a surge of immense power floating within himself, and he trembled: "Wu Jie, what is happening? Why is your life's cultivation in my body?"