Chapter 1439: Ten Thousand Years Elixir Emerges

Wang Qingling raised her delicate hand, and a shimmering golden short halberd flew out, striking the Six Purities Bamboos.

Clang, clang, clang!

A series of dull thuds, like metal striking metal, sounded as the golden short halberd left several faint chop marks on the Six Purities Bamboos.

The Ice Wind Flood Dragon let out a deafening roar, and a surge of extreme cold energy burst forth, striking the Six Purities Bamboos. This time, the bamboos froze over again, and the nearby ground quickly turned to ice, with the ice layer steadily expanding.

Wang Qingling made a hand seal, and the golden short halberd immediately glowed brightly, slashing at the frozen Six Purities Bamboos.

With a muffled sound, the Six Purities Bamboos were cut in half.

Wang Qingling controlled the golden short halberd, cutting the Six Purities Bamboos into more than a dozen pieces, which she then stored in her ring.

At this moment, Wang Qiuming and Ye Haitang were controlling a formation, trapping a fourth-tier demonic beast.

The ground shook violently and continuously, accompanied by a series of deafening roars.

Just then, a strange hissing sound echoed as a black centipede, over thirty zhang long, flew from a distance. It had four pairs of thin wings, about a zhang wide, on its back, three-foot-long antennae, and a pair of sharp fangs protruding from its mouth, making it look terrifying and monstrous.

This was a low-grade fourth-tier demonic insect, attracted by the Demonic Scent Lure.

"Oh no, a fourth-tier demonic insect has appeared!"

Wang Qingling's expression changed, and she said with a frown.

The black centipede also spotted them and lunged towards them with a fierce glint in its eyes.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a pungent black poisonous mist. Wherever the mist passed, the weeds on the ground quickly withered, emitted a puff of green smoke, and completely vanished.

Ye Haitang gritted her teeth and summoned the Myriad Ghost Token. After a series of mournful ghost cries echoed, a powerful chilling wind began to blow, and Zhao Meier suddenly flew out from the token.

"Finally, I can come out!" Zhao Meier exclaimed. "Oh, a fourth-tier demonic insect."

Zhao Meier's gaze fell upon the black centipede, an expression of disdain on her face.

She suddenly transformed into a wisp of dark wind and vanished. The next moment, a cloud of black mist appeared above the black centipede's head, revealing Zhao Meier's figure.

Zhao Meier's ten fingers elongated and turned completely black, as a large patch of black ghost fire surged forth and she lunged towards the black centipede's head.

"Clang!"

A dull clang, like metal striking metal, sounded, and ten shallow marks appeared on the black centipede's head.

Zhao Meier let out a soft snort, then opened her mouth, and a slender green light suddenly shot out, coiling around the black centipede's head.

The black centipede struggled violently, emitting a series of pained hisses.

A terrifying surge of Yin energy erupted from Zhao Meier, and a dark light enveloped her body, covering the black centipede.

Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming felt dizzy, their eyes becoming vacant.

Ye Haitang made a hand seal and struck the formation plate with it. Countless white mists surged forth, covering the three of them and obstructing their vision.

"Don't look at her!" a voice warned. "The Soul-Devouring Forbidden Light she's releasing can suck away your three spiritual souls and seven corporeal souls!"

Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming reacted, quickly averting their gazes.

After a while, the sounds outside ceased.

A gentle breeze blew, and the white mist dispersed, revealing Zhao Meier standing in the clearing, holding a bloody black demonic core in her hand. The black centipede had become a motionless dried corpse.

"Dismantle the formation," Zhao Meier said. "Let me deal with the other fourth-tier demonic beast."

Zhao Meier said in an unyielding tone, "It's easy to summon me, but not so easy to dismiss me. Now that Ye Haitang has released me, I won't obey her every command."

Ye Haitang frowned. She coexisted with Zhao Meier, but Zhao Meier was not under her control.

The formation plate in Ye Haitang's hand shook violently, flickering with spirit light, and the ground also shook violently.

Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming looked tense. They knew Ye Haitang possessed a Nascent Soul stage ghost, but could a ghost communicate normally with them? From Zhao Meier's reaction, it seemed she and Ye Haitang were equals.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Meier said coldly. "If you're unwilling, when it breaks out of the formation, it will be your clansmen who die. You must understand, I am not your servant; I don't just do whatever you tell me to do."

She had a rare chance to be out, so she naturally wanted to have a good meal.

"Once you're done with this fourth-tier demonic beast, you can return to the Myriad Ghost Token!" Ye Haitang said with a frown.

Zhao Meier rolled her eyes at Ye Haitang and retorted irritably, "It's rare for me to be able to come out and breathe a bit; I won't go back so quickly. Release the formation or don't, I don't care. Just don't beg me later."

Ye Haitang showed hesitation. If it weren't absolutely necessary, she wouldn't have released Zhao Meier. Now that Zhao Meier was out, it wouldn't be easy to make her return to the Myriad Ghost Token.

Just then, a deafening roar sounded, not far from their location.

"Qiuming, dismantle the formation," Ye Haitang said, "Let her have her fill!"

Ye Haitang said in a deep voice, "The longer we delay, the greater the chance of Zhao Meier being exposed."

They dismantled the formation, and the yellow python immediately rushed out. As soon as it burst from the formation, a series of mournful ghost cries sounded, and its head drooped.

With a loud whoosh, a green thread shot forth, coiling around the yellow python's head, preventing it from opening its mouth.

Zhao Meier suddenly appeared before the yellow python, grabbing its head with both hands. A dazzling dark light surged from her body – the Soul-Devouring Forbidden Light. This was a secret technique Zhao Meier had cultivated for thousands of years through arduous training, capable of forcibly extracting the vital souls of cultivators or demonic beasts.

The yellow python struggled violently, its massive body twisting continuously. Two large yellow hands suddenly emerged from underground, pressing down on the yellow python's tail.

A palm-sized green light orb flew out from the yellow python's head, disappearing into Zhao Meier's mouth. A satisfied expression appeared on her face. Her ten fingers became incredibly sharp, easily piercing through the yellow python's head, and she dug out a pale yellow spherical object from within.

Zhao Meier tossed the two fourth-tier demonic cores to Ye Haitang, saying, "It's rare for me to get a breath of fresh air. I'll be active for a while before I go back."

With that said, she transformed into a wisp of dark wind and vanished. Even Nascent Soul cultivators using their divine sense would be unable to detect her location.

Ye Haitang's brows furrowed tightly. She had no real control over Zhao Meier, who was a double-edged sword, capable of both protecting and harming her.

A deafening roar sounded, and a dazzling flash of fire was vaguely visible.

A green light suddenly lit up in the void. After blurring for a moment, it transformed into a clear-eyed, handsome boy in a green robe. His eyes were filled with fear, and a pure wood spiritual energy emanated from his body.

"A ten-thousand-year spirit herb!"

Ye Haitang exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected that a ten-thousand-year spirit herb would actually run towards her.

A chilling wind blew near the green-robed boy, and a completely black ghost claw flew out from the void, grabbing at him.

The green-robed boy opened his mouth, and a green light shot out, striking the ghost claw. A mournful ghost cry sounded, and the ghost claw suddenly retracted into the void.

A large, pale golden net descended from the sky, covering the green-robed boy.

With a flash of green light, the green-robed boy transformed into a green weed.

Hundreds of feet away, a green light suddenly illuminated the ground near the Six Purities Bamboos, revealing the figure of the green-robed boy.

He continuously performed the Wood Escape Technique, weaving through the green bamboo forest, constantly changing his position and moving exceptionally fast.

Wang Qingling quickly put away the dark light and the yellow python's corpse. Over a dozen streaks of light flew from a distance, led by Zhao Shou and Qian Yue. They had already gathered some companions and had accidentally discovered the ten-thousand-year spirit herb, but unfortunately, it had escaped.

"Fairy Ye, where is the ten-thousand-year spirit herb? Did you see it?" Zhao Shou asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, we saw it," Ye Haitang replied. "It escaped into the bamboo forest and disappeared. If you chase it now, you might still catch it." Ye Haitang said, pointing to the nearby bamboo forest.