The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 935 I admire you

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

A white figure, with light and graceful steps, slowly approached Pan Chengfeng's side.

She glanced at the bowing and scraping Pan Chengfeng with her beautiful eyes, then looked at the terrified Nangong Tian before speaking in a melodious voice: "Sit down, or you'll die."

Pan Chengfeng immediately plopped back down in his original spot, and Nangong Tian slowly sat down as well, asking, "Fairy Xueyou also wants the Demon-Companion Grass?"

Xueyou ignored Nangong Tian and turned her beautiful eyes to Pan Chengfeng, who was fawning over her.

Pan Chengfeng understood immediately and quickly brought out a large, soft-backed chair, along with a set of exquisite bowls, chopsticks, and wine cups, saying, "Fairy Xueyou, please sit down. Please don't find the food and wine too simple."

Xueyou gracefully sat down on the soft chair, then picked up the empty wine glass in front of her with her delicate hand.

Without any further action, Pan Chengfeng immediately picked up the wine pot and poured Xueyou a cup of fine wine, flattering her, "Fairy Xueyou, how come you have time to meddle in these mundane matters?"

If you want the Demon-Accompanying Grass, that's just a matter of saying the word~~

Xueyou, her face veiled, blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Oh? So, you're willing to give me the Demon-Companion Grass?"

Pan Chengfeng deftly took out the jade box containing the demon-accompanying grass, handed it to Xue You, and said with a smile, "Fairy Xue You is too kind. What do you mean by 'give'?"

If you want it, it's yours. I'm just holding it for you temporarily.

Nangong Tian couldn't bear to look and angrily said, "Pan Chengfeng! I must have been blind to call someone like you my brother!"

Pan Chengfeng put away his smile and said calmly, "Brother Nangong, you are mistaken! No matter what kind of person they are, as long as they are not dead, I am willing to do it!"

Xueyou ignored their argument, put away the jade box, and took another sip of the 'jade nectar'.

Nangong Tian watched helplessly as Xue You put away the demon-accompanying grass, and could no longer suppress his anger. His magical power surged out like a torrent.

He pursued Pan Chengfeng for a hundred days, but the boy wouldn't even give him a second glance, just like he was protecting his own cub.

The woman in front of him only said a few words, and Pan Chengfeng readily accepted them. This was intolerable!

"Even if you are highly skilled, I still want to learn from you..."

With a 'crack', Nangong Tian, ​​who had just unleashed his magical power, was frozen by a layer of frost before the intense heat could even dissipate from his body.

Xue Youming's bright eyes flickered slightly, and she said in an icy tone, "You still want to snatch it from me? You're overestimating yourself!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly patted his body, chuckling to himself, "Flattery will never fail me! Last time Xue You froze me too, but this time only Nangong Tian was frozen!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly refilled Xueyou's cup, then flattered her, saying, "Fairy Xueyou, you are a noble immortal, while we are merely uncouth mortals. Please don't stoop to his level, Fairy~"

Xue You nodded slightly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that I need your help later, I would not have let you off so easily."

As she spoke, Xueyou gently waved her small hand, and the frost on Nangong Tian's body shattered with a 'crack crack crack'.

Nangong Tian, ​​panting heavily, said with a hostile look in his eyes, "Kill me if you want! I will never compromise with a vixen like you!"

Being called a 'witch' seemed displeased Xue You, but remembering what she needed to do, she suppressed her anger and said calmly, "Do me a favor, and I'll give you the Demon-Companion Grass."

"I won't... What did you say?" Nangong Tianxia instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he heard that the reward was a demon-accompanying herb, he immediately fell silent.

Pan Chengfeng exclaimed in alarm, "No! Fairy, the Demon-Companion Grass cannot..."

Xue You glared at Pan Chengfeng and interrupted, "I can give my things to whomever I want."

Okay, let's use Pan Chengfeng's words to shut him up, what can he say?

Nangong Tian sat up straight and asked, "Speak, what do you want me to do?"

Xue You said calmly, "Five thousand miles from here, there is a mountain range called 'Burial of Souls,' and in the mountain lives a ferocious beast called 'Emperor Soul.'"

After saying that, Xueyou took a sip of her wine.

"That's it?" Pan Chengfeng blinked and asked, "What do you mean, Fairy? Are you going to kill this ferocious beast? Or are you going to steal its precious medicine?"

Nangong Tian had the same question and looked at Xue You, waiting for her answer.

Xueyou put down her wine cup and said calmly, "I need both. I need the crystal core of this ferocious beast, and I also need the precious medicine it guards."

Just as Nangong Tian was about to ask about the beast's level and supernatural abilities, Pan Chengfeng had already quietly lifted his buttocks, ready to run away.

With a wave of her hand, Xue You froze Pan Chengfeng, who had just left his seat, into an ice statue.

"If you dare to move again, I'll kill you first!"

Pan Chengfeng, frozen solid, blinked quickly to indicate that he understood.

Xue You then removed the frost and slowly said, "The Emperor Soul Beast is only at the early eighth rank... Did you really think I was joking with you!"

Pan Chengfeng was frozen again, but this time it wasn't a layer of frost that froze him, but a small iceberg.

Pan Chengfeng, in a 'ready to run' pose, was frozen in the iceberg.

Nangong Tian felt relieved and said gloatingly, "Fairy, don't pay him any attention, continue~"

This time, Xue You didn't let Pan Chengfeng go. She continued, "The Emperor Soul Beast is at the early stage of the eighth rank. As for its divine power 'Soul Devouring,' it seems that this divine power is not very useful to us."

However, it is still an eighth-tier magical beast, with terrifying physical strength.

Fortunately, its intelligence had been stripped away by the Yan Emperor, leaving it only in a dazed and instinctive state.

After speaking, Xueyou picked up her chopsticks, took a small piece of beast meat, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and waited for Pan Chengfeng and Nangong Tian to digest it.

Nangong Tian's face was solemn, and he remained silent in thought.

Although Pan Chengfeng couldn't move, his eyes darted around quickly, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, Xueyou released the seal and said calmly, "If you run again, I'll cut off your legs first."

Pan Chengfeng cursed inwardly, muttering to himself, "How can you use such a beautiful voice to utter such vicious words?!"

"I'll let you off the hook for now, since you're pretty. Wait until I become a god, then I'll deal with you!"

Pan Chengfeng laughed heartily, "No, no, whatever Fairy Xueyou says goes. It's just an eighth-tier magical beast; even with the two of us combined, it's no match for it!"

Xue You said calmly, "This Emperor Soul Beast was captured by Emperor Yan from the Demon Cave. It has been separated from the nourishment of demonic energy for more than 30,000 years and is now extremely weak."

"Emperor Yan?" Pan Chengfeng seemed to have grasped something, muttering, "Shouldn't we all be addressed as 'Lord' in public? How dare she call him that?"

Pan Chengfeng didn't think too much about it and continued, "Even if it's weak, it's still an eighth-tier magical beast."

There's a 'Dragon Soul Abyss' over there, containing an eighth-tier dragon soul. It's just a soul, and quite weak; it's still difficult to deal with, right, Brother Nangong?

Nangong Tian nodded at first, then immediately changed his expression and said, "Don't call me 'Big Brother'! I don't have a brother like you!"

Pan Chengfeng opened his mouth, sighed, and said, "Even if you don't acknowledge me as your younger brother, I will still treat you as my elder brother."

Nangong Tian snorted and said, "This kid may be unreliable, but he's right."

Previously, I and over 30,000 cultivators from the sect also possessed a magical artifact that could restrain that dragon soul.

Even so, many people still died just to drive away that eighth-tier dragon soul, let alone kill it.

Xue You's face turned frosty as she said, "What? You don't agree?"

Pan Chengfeng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, no, no, Fairy Xueyou, please don't be angry. We can talk things over."

Didn't you just say that the monster has lost its intelligence? Since it has no intelligence, let's think of something first~

Nangong Tian asked, "Judging from what you just said, Fairy, you must have fought with that demonic beast?"

Xueyou nodded and said, "That's right, I have already fought it twice."

Upon hearing Xue You's answer, although Pan Chengfeng had anticipated it, he did not expect it to happen twice. He quickly looked Xue You up and down.

Xueyou felt uncomfortable under Pan Chengfeng's cunning gaze and said in an icy tone, "If you look again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Pan Chengfeng withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands and said, "Fairy Xueyou is truly amazing. She actually fought against an eighth-order magical beast twice and managed to retreat unscathed. I admire her greatly."