amaotonovel Chapter 305 White King City
Chapter 305 White King City
But Lin Zhao stayed in Ziwang City for a long time, and did not see Ziwang send anyone to deal with him. Suddenly, he felt that the sky had cleared up, the rain had stopped, and he was free again.
Then, she still did not activate the formation. Instead, after blowing up all the nobles' houses, she collected the corpses of several demons. On the day when Purple King could no longer tolerate it and sent out his army, she quietly activated the formation and took advantage of the chaos to leave Purple King City.
As soon as she left Purple King City, the city gate was closed by Purple King's order.
Lin Zhao was just congratulating herself for running fast when she saw a red figure lying on the ground not far away.
The figure kept gasping for breath, as if trying to struggle to get up, but couldn't stand up no matter what.
Lin Zhao could feel several demonic auras approaching her quickly.
"Little girl, what are you going to do?" asked Grandma Honghu.
Without saying a word, Lin Zhao stepped forward, carried Ji Wantang on his back, attached a talisman to her to conceal her aura, and headed towards the Monster Mountain Range near Ziwang City.
When she entered the mountains and turned a few corners, she quickly got rid of the pursuers. Just in case, Lin Zhao also set up a formation to confuse the enemy.
Then she threw Ji Wantang under a big tree, clapped her hands, and sighed: "You have come to this day too."
Ji Wantang vomited blood suddenly after being thrown down. She opened her narrow eyes and said in a weak voice, but her tone was still arrogant: "How dare you."
Lin Zhao leaned against the big tree opposite her, thinking about the chances of getting Phoenix Luck back now. After thinking it over for a while, she rejected this idea.
Ji Wantang has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, while he himself has reached the great perfection of the Heartbeat Stage. If he wants to take back Phoenix Luck, he must reveal his identity.
Even if Ji Wantang was seriously injured, he might not be a match for his opponent in a life-and-death battle.
"Now that you are like this, you should control your temper." Lin Zhao was too lazy to treat her: "Also, I will give you one million high-quality spirit stones."
A cold red light flashed in Ji Wantang's eyes: "Are you looking for death?"
Lin Zhao would not be frightened by her: "Is your life not worth one million high-grade spirit stones?"
Ji Wantang panted for a while, probably recovering a little, and opened his eyes completely, looking at Lin Zhao coldly. When he raised his hand, a blood-red slender ancient sword lay in Ji Wantang's palm.
"I'm just worried that you'll be able to collect the money but not spend it."
Being rescued but still so arrogant, Lin Zhao sighed, turned around and left, a sound of breaking wind was heard behind him.
She turned around, grabbed it, and found it was a Qiankun bag.
"One hundred million high-grade spirit stones."
Ji Wantang's voice came from behind her.
"Buy my life."
Lin Zhao looked at the Qiankun bag in her hand, walked towards the direction she wanted to go, raised her hand, and said goodbye to Ji Wantang with her back to him.
When Grandma Honghu heard about one hundred million high-quality spirit stones, she was stunned.
Even with her status, it was rare for her to see such a large number of high-quality spirit stones.
"This Ji Wantang..."
For a moment, Grandma Honghu didn't know how to evaluate the other party.
Lin Zhao divided the spiritual stones in the Qiankun bag into more than a dozen portions and poured them into her own storage spiritual device. Hearing Grandma Honghu's sigh, she smiled slightly and said, "She gave me so much because she recognized me."
“How is that possible? You didn’t circulate your mind skills, and you didn’t take any pills that conceal your aura. Even ordinary people in the Fusion stage wouldn’t be able to recognize you. How could Ji Wantang, a Yuanying stage, recognize you?”
Lin Zhao was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe there is some special connection between her and me that makes us both believe that only one of us can survive."
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Ji Wantang covered her lower abdomen with a wound so deep that the bone could be seen, and slowly stood up while holding onto the ancient tree. The voice in her sea of consciousness asked angrily, "Why didn't you take the opportunity to kill her?! Ji Wantang, is this the way of the Blood Phoenix that I taught you?!"
Ji Wantang staggered slowly towards the depths of the jungle, allowing the voice in his sea of consciousness to continue insulting him without uttering a word.
There was no sun, moon or stars in the sky of the demon world. When it got dark, it was completely dark and silent. She walked slowly and searched in it until she found a remote cave.
The demon beast with Nascent Soul cultivation in the cave was killed with one claw by her, who had recovered a lot.
She listened to the sound of the monster falling before she spoke: "She also has a chance to see me die, right?"
She lay there, her spiritual energy drained away to the point where she couldn't use any life-saving trump cards. At that time, Lin Zhao could simply wait for the demons to come and kill her.
"That's just a fool with Ancient Phoenix Luck! Ji Wantang, I trained you, you should do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, you should treat it as your own empress, and never leave any trouble behind."
Ji Wantang squatted down and placed his hand on the still warm corpse of the monster: "Wantang understands."
She turned one hand into a claw and tore off a large piece of flesh from the monster, and then she began to eat it raw.
Cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are already able to fast, but at this moment, Ji Wantang was swallowing like a hungry demon gnawing on flesh and blood.
Ji Wantang's indifferent reply echoed in his sea of consciousness: "But there is someone in this world that Wantang should defeat head-on and take away everything from her with dignity."
The voice was silent for a while, then said, "It's good that you know. You must kill her. I have been planning for many years just for you to completely kill Lin Zhao, the world-destroying disaster."
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Lin Zhao found the capital of Baiwang, but discovered that the capital was in mourning, as if some important person had died. Lin Zhao found the people in the city and asked about it.
"The White King's wife has passed away." Lin Zhao heard what they said, looked around, and said with emotion: "He really liked his wife?"
She didn't hide her complaint and said it directly, causing the demons next to her to look at her strangely.
Later, Ji Wantang understood why the other person's eyes were so strange.
"How many hundreds of his wives have died?"
Lin Zhao listened to the gossips of others in the lobby of the Demon Tribe Inn and couldn't help but shout in his heart: "Why are you still holding such a grand memorial ceremony when he has died hundreds of times?!"
Could it be that the hundreds of things before were just accidents, and this one is true love?
Soon, Lin Zhao realized that every one of them was true love.
Each of them was a mortal woman captured by the White King from the mortal realm. The White King showed them endless love, held grand funerals for them when they grew old, and then ate them.
The last sentence made Lin Zhao almost crush the spoon in her hand.
"You little bro, if you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Why are you destroying my kitchenware?!"
The burly demon boss who looked like a butcher exclaimed when he saw that the soup spoon in Lin Zhao's hand had become deformed.
Lin Zhao quickly pinched the spoon back to its original shape and asked the boss: "Now that the current queen has died, will the king look for a new one?"
Seeing that Lin Zhao did not harm the fine kitchenware he had made from human bones, the boss said, "Of course, but not recently, because the king seems to be busy with something important, and the body of the current queen is still in the palace."
Having said this, Lin Zhao felt that all the demons here couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
The demons' appetite for human flesh is their strongest innate desire.
Hearing this, Lin Zhao lowered her eyes, perhaps thinking of something, and slowly raised her lips.