blogombal Chapter 13 Xiaoman Removes Her Armor
Chapter 13 Xiaoman Removes Her Armor
"roar!"
Crocodile Ancestor screamed in the increasingly terrifying black mist, twisting its massive golden body. At this moment, only its huge crocodile head remained untainted by the demonic black mist.
It let out a bitter laugh: "You want to gain my profound skills and knowledge? Don't even dream about it. And there's Li Xiaoman too. You, an ant, think you can escape me? Impossible! You will live in my shadow for the rest of your life!"
"You..." Li Xiaoman's expression changed.
Yuan Qingsu also frowned, and the hand seals he formed became increasingly profound, accelerating the erosion speed of the Devouring Black Mist. But it was too late. As a dignified demon saint, Crocodile Ancestor was also a decisive and ruthless person. He used his innate supernatural powers to ruthlessly disintegrate his remaining primordial spirit.
Puff puff......
Fragments of the primordial spirit, carrying the memories of the final part of the profound skill, scattered in all directions. Each tiny piece of gold transformed into a small golden crocodile, limbless yet able to freely traverse the world within the human body.
They had lost the intelligence of the crocodile ancestor, but retained the savage instincts of this race. They flew along Li Xiaoman's head, down her neck, towards her internal organs, towards her limbs, towards the sea of suffering that had been opened, wanting to merge with every part of her body.
Once this fusion is complete, even if the body is still dominated by Li Xiaoman's will, her temperament will be greatly affected and will slide towards becoming a demon.
It even transformed into a humanoid crocodile ancestor.
At that point, Yuan Qingsu will have no choice but to kill her.
"die!"
He roared, and the Devouring Heaven Hell Furnace expanded once more. The furnace mouth was aimed at Li Xiaoman's internal organs, limbs, and sea of suffering, spewing out a black torrent that swept in the golden crocodiles, refining them all and turning them into strands of pure primordial soul power that were then sent into his own Dao Palace.
A deep, intense, and terrifying aura wafted out.
boom!
Li Xiaoman, observing this scene from within her mental world, felt a lightness in her body, as if a layer of shackles had been removed.
The next moment, an inexplicable power surged from every corner of her body, the tyrannical emotions of the Crocodile Ancestor, eroding her spirit and will bit by bit.
Golden light flashed in Li Xiaoman's clear black and white eyes as she looked at the boy in front of her, who had a hellish furnace above his head and was like a god or a demon. Suddenly, she felt an urge to kill him. The moment this thought popped into her head, she was startled.
"Master Yuan, it, it's still here..."
"Hmm, the Demon Saint is indeed a Demon Saint. It will take some effort to truly destroy it." Yuan Qingsu pondered for a moment and found that the fragments of the second primordial spirit were like bread crumbs, remaining in various parts of Li Xiaoman's body. They were too small to be removed one by one.
The Devouring Furnace was still in its infancy, and its supernatural powers were not yet refined enough to devour everything of the Crocodile Ancestor.
As a result, Li Xiaoman was unable to get rid of the Crocodile Ancestor, nor could he devour all of the Crocodile Ancestor's essence, and the profound skills he obtained were somewhat incomplete.
This problem must be solved.
And we must resolve this as quickly as possible, without missing a single second!
Every second of delay reduces the chances of a solution.
The mark of the Gate of Wisdom was drawn between Yuan Qingsu's eyebrows. After a few flashes of spiritual light, he glimpsed a corner of the future through "Dao Self" and had a rough solution in mind. Then he turned into a ray of clear light and disappeared, leaving this spiritual world.
At the same time, in front of a dilapidated thatched hut in Lingxu Cave Heaven, an elderly woman and a young boy opened their eyes simultaneously.
Swish!
Yuan Qingsu reached out and grabbed a bronze sculpture of Shakyamuni Buddha covered in cracks from Li Xiaoman's body. He took it in his hand, looked it over, and felt the Daoist charm it contained. He nodded in satisfaction.
It's the forbidden artifact left behind by the Quasi-Emperor, and we've finally got our hands on it!
The ultimate goal has been achieved.
He put the forbidden artifact into the Sea of Bitterness, then grabbed Li Xiaoman by the back of her neck and lifted her up. Riding on divine light, he flew back to his residence in a few breaths, then threw her in front of the large bathing tub.
"Master Yuan..."
Li Xiaoman tiptoed up, holding onto the edge of the large white jade vat, and seemed to want to say something, but was rudely interrupted by Yuan Qingsu.
The young man, with a cold expression, pointed at her, then at the large vat, and ordered, "Go inside."
"Huh?" Li Xiaoman looked at him in surprise, somewhat confused.
"Take off all your clothes and go inside," Yuan Qingsu added.
"Wh...what?"
"Your time is running out."
"..."
In the enclosed space, the two stared at each other for a moment. Li Xiaoman shrank back in front of Yuan Qingsu's indifferent eyes, turned her head away, and tremblingly reached out to unbutton the jeans below her navel, pulled down the zipper, and the belt immediately loosened to the sides, so that the flesh around her waist would not be constricted.
Then she grabbed the cuffs of her pants with both hands on either side of her hips, pulled the fabric down, past the lace panties, and down to below her buttocks before straightening up. She first lifted her thighs and laboriously pulled her calves and feet out of the pant legs, then the other pair.
Yuan Qingsu noticed a small pink bow tied around the edge of her underwear below her navel.
At this moment, Li Xiaoman had already unbuttoned her shirt, put her shirt and pants together, and piled them into a soft stack next to the large vat. Dressed in an outfit similar to that of someone swimming at the beach, she climbed into the vat using both her hands and feet.
She squatted down in the empty white jade vat, hugging her knees with both hands, leaving only her face facing outwards, her chin resting on the edge of the vat, silently watching Yuan Qingsu.
Splash!
Yuan Qingsu reached out and summoned a large amount of warm water from a nearby bucket, pouring it over Li Xiaoman's head. The water level in the white jade vat rose continuously, eventually stopping at her neck, almost filling the vat completely before stopping.
After the sound of the flowing water stopped, there was another moment of silence.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy. Li Xiaoman looked at Yuan Qingsu, and Yuan Qingsu looked at her in return.
"You were quite decisive just now, daring to cooperate with me to trick Crocodile Ancestor. I think you're a smart woman," he said. "So I won't repeat myself a second time."
"..."
Li Xiaoman bit her lip, braced her feet against the smooth white jade tub, and pushed her body back in the warm water. She also loosened her hands from her knees, reached behind her, and groped around. Her white bra tumbled in the water before floating to the surface.
Then he reached underwater with both hands and tugged, pulling his legs out one by one from the bottom of his pants.
A triangular piece of fabric also fluttered up.
She completely let down her guard and faced the situation with composure.
Yuan Qingsu walked over, took out a jade bottle from her bosom, uncorked it, pointed the bottle at her left palm, and poured out a pill that shimmered with black and white light and had a rich fragrance.
These were spoils of war from Wu Guang.
One Yin-Yang Nourishing Pill.
This is a precious elixir made by the Yin-Yang Sect of Zhongzhou from various rare herbs for their disciples. After taking it, it can provide a large amount of vital energy, nourish the body's essence, and has a mild medicinal effect, making it very suitable for taking after an injury.
"This is?"
Under Li Xiaoman's questioning gaze, Yuan Qingsu first dipped his hand into the water, crushed the Yin-Yang Nourishing Pill and dissolved it into it, then raised his wet hand and placed it on her forehead, continuously pouring his own divine power into it, and began to circulate it according to the cultivation method practiced by the Crocodile Ancestor. Then he instructed, "Calm your mind, empty your mind, and trust me."
boom!
Before Li Xiaoman could react, Qinghui circulated within her body, stimulating her own energy. It transformed into 365 golden vortexes on the 365 acupoints on her body, corresponding to the stars in the sky, frantically absorbing the medicinal power of the precious pill that had dissolved in the bathtub.
The remnant spirit of the Crocodile Ancestor thus became active.
After losing her intelligence, the fragments of her primordial spirit were instinctively attracted by the cultivation technique she practiced and the medicinal power of the precious pill, and quickly recovered from their dormant state. As a result, Li Xiaoman was covered in a faint golden glow from head to toe.
"very good."
The fragments of the primordial spirit were no longer hidden, and Yuan Qingsu could easily "ferry" them into his Devouring Heaven Hell Furnace.
Ferry - Devouring Heaven Hell Furnace
The two forces combined, and his hand moved down from her forehead, touching Li Xiaoman's skin. The devouring power was extremely terrifying, not missing any inch of flesh.
When the fragments of Crocodile Ancestor's active primordial spirit were taken away, the gentle medicinal power that had attracted them settled in Li Xiaoman's flesh and blood, nourishing her aging body.
It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
The skin that Yuan Qingsu's palm touched became plump and smooth after it was dry and wrinkled.
Even the hair radiates a vibrant, dark, and glossy black.
The skin was fair and delicate, and the pink skin was firm and upright.
"Get up," he said calmly.
Splash...
Ripples spread across the water's surface as Li Xiaoman stood up with the poise of a young woman. Her skin was dazzlingly white, her abdomen smooth, and she had visible V-lines. Her skin had transformed from loose to firm, and she was no longer trembling. She was full of vitality, youthful, and healthy.
"Okay, turn around."
"Bend down again."
Yuan Qingsu is a puppeteer, and Li Xiaoman is the puppeteer's marionette.
She gripped the edge of the vat with both hands, propped herself up with her arms, and turned her back to him.
With a slender waist, water droplets occasionally slid down her rounded buttocks due to gravity.
"How is that possible? How could you possibly understand this scripture? You shouldn't even be able to recognize demonic writing..."
Like a final burst of light before death, specks of golden light gathered above Li Xiaoman's head. The remaining soul light, mixed with obsession, gave rise to a phantom divine crocodile, which looked at Yuan Qingsu as she struggled and roared in unwillingness: "This is impossible, how could you do this..."
Because of wisdom... the wisdom mark between Yuan Qingsu's eyebrows quietly flickered with spiritual light. In a short period of time, although he could not be said to have mastered the crocodile ancestor's scriptures, he had indeed grasped them in the beginning.
Combined with the "ferrying" power of the Death Gate, it truly destroyed the second primordial spirit of this demon saint, revealing all the profound skills and secret techniques in its memories.
For someone from the Dao Palace to achieve this, it must be said that those "doors" are indeed astonishing.