Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing remained silent, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he couldn't communicate with her. There was no doubt about this female cultivator's sincerity, because if she didn't want to kill the giant turtle, she could have just run away. There was no need to waste words with him.

Of course, one should always be wary of others. This woman's methods were strange, and he still had to guard against her trying to harm him and steal his treasures.

"If you agree, fellow Daoist, please have your spiritual treasure change its aura so I can sense it."

Zhang Yuanjing transmitted a message to Zhang San: "Zhang San, change your aura back and forth several times."

"Master, what is this for?"

"That female cultivator is not far away. Her spiritual treasure can sense our presence. Change your aura and let her know."

Zhang San paused, somewhat ashamed: "Master, Zhang San is incompetent. I revealed my whereabouts without knowing it and don't even know where that spiritual treasure is hidden."

Zhang Yuanjing sighed helplessly and said, "It's not your fault. It seems that the strength of that spiritual treasure lies in its keen identification of auras. Perhaps special means are needed to conceal it in order to escape its perception. I'll think of a way later."

Zhang San did as he was told.

After a few breaths, the female cultivator's voice came again: "Thank you for your trust, fellow Daoist. The cooperation I'm talking about is for you to slightly obstruct the giant turtle's golden shell in the earth, while I use my spiritual treasure to attack its body. Without the golden shell, the giant turtle's strength will be reduced by more than half, especially its defense. Relying on the power of the spiritual treasure alone, I can kill it."

After a slight pause, she added: "Of course, there are risks involved. After all, it is a transformed demon of the Transformation Realm. Even if it only has 30-40% of its strength left, it will not be easy to deal with. Once we fail, your whereabouts will be exposed. Although I have means to slightly confuse it, I have no absolute certainty of escaping its pursuit."

This was said euphemistically, but it was actually telling Zhang Yuanjing that if the demon slaying failed, she could safely escape, but she couldn't guarantee Zhang Yuanjing's escape.

Zhang Yuanjing chuckled. This female cultivator was quite interesting. She used means to lure the giant turtle here, but now she was saying this, playing both the bad guy and the good guy. Even if he was discovered by the giant turtle now, he had ways to shake off the demon turtle's pursuit, it would just be a little troublesome.

"If you have no objections, fellow Daoist, you can strike the next time the giant turtle throws out its golden shell."

At this time, the giant turtle retracted its golden shell again, accumulating power.

Zhang Yuanjing removed the Concealing Sky Technique and used the Mountain Moving Art to bear the attacking earth force from all directions. His bones cracked, but endless power surged through his body.

The moment he removed the Concealing Sky Technique, the giant turtle sensed his aura. It was first overjoyed, then stunned, muttering: "How did it become another person! Is it male or female, old or young!"

It roared and activated the golden shell on its back again, aiming it at the location where Zhang Yuanjing was hiding, and slashed down vertically.

The golden shell was like an axe, cutting through layers of soil, directly down hundreds of feet, and slashed at Zhang Yuanjing's head.

Zhang Yuanjing had been preparing for a long time. He twisted his body, flung out the earth force on one side, and collided with the golden shell.

"Boom!"

The huge sound wave spread from the point of impact, causing blood to flow from Zhang Yuanjing's mouth and nose. He didn't bother to check his injuries, and once again swung his shoulder, smashing the earth force he was bearing on the other side towards the golden shell.

The golden shell had already consumed most of its power after the first blow. When it was hit by the huge force again, it immediately lost its vitality and stopped in the deep earth.

The giant turtle in the sky was shocked. It felt that the cultivator it was chasing became stronger with each change in appearance. This one simply collided with the golden shell without losing ground! What kind of monster was this? It simply subverted its consistent understanding of cultivators.

It guided its divine sense, attempting to retrieve the golden shell.

At this time, a crystal clear bead the size of a dragon's eye suddenly floated from behind, hitting its head.

Its momentum was silent, as if it had always been behind its head.

The giant turtle was terrified. Its dark body suddenly tensed up, releasing a mass of phantom, its shape was the same as the golden shell, and its use was similar, it was a derivative shadow of the golden shell.

Blocked by this phantom, the crystal bead could not advance quickly, and released a deep blue light. The air instantly froze, and there were signs of freezing on the phantom.

The giant turtle unfolded its magic power and tried its best to maintain the phantom, blocking the attack of the crystal bead, while gathering its divine sense to retrieve the golden shell.

Then, what made it even more uneasy was that a dark light suddenly released from the earth cultivator, shrouded over the golden shell, and temporarily cut off its connection with the golden shell.

It fell into extreme panic, thinking that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator designing to scheme against it, and actually had such a powerful spiritual treasure carried by a Core Formation cultivator, luring it into a trap. A thought flashed through its mind, abandon the golden shell and escape immediately.

However, this thought was only fleeting and was not approved by it. If there was a Nascent Soul cultivator hidden nearby, it would be at their mercy without the golden shell to protect it.

So, it condensed its divine sense again and slammed it against the dark light.

The dark light pushed away silently, revealing the blocked golden shell. The giant turtle was overjoyed, dropped its divine sense down, controlled the golden shell, and was about to fly back. Unexpectedly, the dark light made a comeback, its color was even deeper, and it pressed down like a black water wave.

The giant turtle only felt a pain in its brain, and the released divine sense was cut off, completely losing its connection.

"Roar!"

It cried out in pain, no longer making futile struggles, detonated the golden shell phantom suddenly, turned its head and fled in embarrassment.

The crystal bead was blown away by the phantom explosion, its color was slightly dim. After it recovered, the smooth giant turtle had already escaped ten miles away. It did not chase after it, but stopped in place, slowly rotating, releasing a blue halo.

Zhang Yuanjing had Zhang San refine the giant turtle's remaining divine sense in the golden shell, put it into the storage bracelet, protected himself with the Sun Refining Umbrella, slowly drilled out of the ground, looked up at the crystal bead, and waited for the female cultivator to appear.

At this time, the crystal bead released white mist, covering a space of several feet. After a few breaths, a graceful figure emerged from the white mist.

Zhang Yuanjing was a little surprised that this female cultivator was actually hidden in the bead.

Before her face appeared, her voice came first, still so gentle with a hint of coldness, but with a bit more crispness: "Rain Hanyan, a cultivator from the Northern Region, greets fellow Daoist. Thank you for your help!"

A beautiful face emerged from the mist, with delicate eyebrows, skin as smooth as condensed fat, her eyes as clear as autumn water, her lips as delicate as peach blossoms, her shoulders were like cut jade, her waist was like a tied silk, suspended in mid-air, her white dress was like snow, her temperament was like an orchid, otherworldly like a fairy.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, then realized that he was a little rude, and quickly made a bow, saying: "Poor Daoist Zhang Yuanjing from the Xuantian Sect, greets Daoist Rain."

"So it is a fellow Daoist from the Xuantian Sect, no wonder you are so extraordinary. Hanyan is fortunate to meet you, this trip can be said to be worthwhile!" Rain Hanyan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a stunning smile.

"Daoist Rain is too kind. The Nine Cold Valley, standing in a high and absolute place, in a harsh environment, has always been a hero in the Northern Region. Poor Daoist has long heard of its great reputation and admires it. Seeing Daoist now, you are truly a worldly fairy!" Zhang Yuanjing said sincerely.

Rain Hanyan's eyes flowed, like misty waves, and said gently: "Daoist Zhang's praise makes Hanyan ashamed. If I were a worldly immortal, I shouldn't have come to this troublesome place. If it weren't for Daoist Zhang's help this time, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to get rid of that turtle demon's entanglement."