Volume 1: Heavenly Machine Pavilion Turbulence Chapter 19: Powerful Reinforcement (Part 2)

  "Don't be too polite!"

  Qing Lie glanced at Chu Yunxiang and his wife, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice.

  His gaze turned to the heavily injured and dying Fēng Měng, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said to Zhōng Nán Lóng beside him in a low voice: "Brother Nán Lóng, Fēng Měng's injuries are not light, please hurry up and treat him."

  "Hmm!" Zhong Nanlong nodded in response. He walked up to Cuī Měng, his right hand stretched out, and a strand of black, thread-like energy emerged from his palm, weaving and swirling around Cuī Měng's blurry lower body.

  A bizarre scene unfolded, with his lower body shattering into bloody fragments under the effect of the black thorns, only to wildly squirm and regrow at a visible speed, and in less than half a stick of incense time, his originally ruined legs were restored.

  The newly born legs look a bit whiter than before, but there's no difference otherwise!

  His injuries have healed, and he wakes up suddenly. After regaining consciousness, he opens his eyes to see Feng Lie and Zhong Nanlong, and hastily gets up to pay his respects.

  "Thank you, Lord Temple Master and Patriarch, for saving my life!" Chu Meng was deeply moved to tears. He knew that if it weren't for the timely arrival of the two powerful experts from the Witch's Temple, he would probably have ended up like Bai Shanhai and the other three, dead at the hands of cultivators.

  "Old Seventh, you're quite lucky!" Qu Lie and Qu Meng were close blood relatives, their fathers being biological brothers. In their generation, there were eight people in total. Qu Lie was the second eldest, while Qu Meng was the seventh. The bond between them was very strong, which was also why Qu Lie had given up on killing Zhao's Golden Dan cultivator when he heard that Qu Meng had been injured, despite his intense anger.

  "If it weren't for the clan's special orders, commanding us to come and receive you, you three would probably not have escaped this calamity!" Qiong Lie's face was solemn, his eyes gazing at Qiong Meng and the others. After a moment of thought, he asked in a low voice: "Where is the child you are escorting now?"

  Mentioning the children, Bai Feng suddenly remembered that when he and his men were surrounded by those monks, an enemy monk had entered the forest for a long time. If he had ulterior motives and started killing indiscriminately, it was likely that the children would have been killed already!

  At this thought, Bai Feng's face turned pale, and he didn't even bother to bid farewell to the crowd. His figure flashed, and he rushed towards the forest in front of him at high speed.

  "Earlier, we were ambushed and those four children all escaped into the forest. Now I don't know what's happened to them either?" Quan Meng saw Bai Ping's actions and understood the reason, so he quickly turned around to report to Quan Zhong and the others.

  "Don't panic, all four kids are fine!" Just as Chu Yunxiao was about to enter the woods to search for the children, Zhong Nanlong, wearing a golden robe, smiled slightly and said reassuring words.

  As a Soul Clan priest, Zhong Nanlong's soul power was incredibly strong. Even when he was still in mid-air, he had already detected the location and current state of the four children.

  "The priest was wrong, three of the kids are fine, and one little guy seems to have been slightly injured!" Zhong Nanlong added.

  "Go, everyone go in together!" At this time, Leng Lie also detected the location of the children and ordered a voice. The crowd unfolded their bodies and rushed into the forest.

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  "Ah Feng, Ah Feng..." The cries echoed through the dense forest, interspersed with wails of grief.

  Through the dense foliage, from a distance, only to see the dark double knees kneeling on the ground, prostrated beside Ling Feng's body, his hands constantly shaking Ling Feng's body, wanting to wake him up from his coma.

  "Ah Feng, you... wake up, hurry and wake up..." Chu Hei let out a loud wail, tears streaming down his face like a fountain.

  In this life, apart from his parents, he had the best relationship with Ling Feng, his cousin. The two of them grew up together since childhood, closer than biological brothers. Although Ling Feng was a few months older than Chu Hei, in Chu Hei's heart, Ling Feng was like an elder brother who always protected him, never changing no matter what dangers they faced!

  At this moment, seeing Ling Feng unconscious and seemingly dead, Chu Hei's sorrow is imaginable.

  As he wailed in grief, he didn't know how long it had been when a rustling sound suddenly came from beside his ear, and then three figures appeared not far away.

  "Kuro!" A trembling cry, Chu Hei looked up to see his mother Bai Ping rushing over, with two people standing behind her.

  "Daughter, quickly save Ah Feng!" Chu Hei seemed to have seen a lifesaver and hastily stood up to seek help from Bai Ping.

  "How's the wind?" Seeing that her son was fine, Bai Feng's suspended heart slightly calmed down, but when she saw Ling Feng lying on the ground unconscious, her face immediately turned pale. Her love for this nephew was in no way inferior to that of her own biological son!

  "It was that evil man, he wanted to kill the kid and Ah Feng!" Chu Hei pointed his hand at the corpse of the monk with the surname Qian on the ground not far away, recounting in detail what had happened earlier.

  When Chu Hei said that the corpse of the monk emitted a white light group into Ling Feng's brow, Gui Lie and Zhong Nanlong, who were standing behind Bai Ping, suddenly appeared beside Ling Feng. Among them, Zhong Nanlong snapped his fingers, and a black awn emerged from between his fingers, instantly disappearing into Ling Feng's brow.

  "You..." Chu Hei couldn't recognize the other two people. Just as he was about to ask who they were, he was stopped by a glance from Bai Yun.

  "These two are the Master and Priest of the Blackstone Castle Temple, they are currently treating Feng Er's injuries, you must not make a sound to disturb them!" These few words were transmitted by Bai Ping using her soul voice, Chu Hei nodded hastily after hearing.

  "This child's soul aperture has been opened, it must be that the Taoist priest forcibly opened his soul aperture to perform the technique of robbing and giving!" Zhong Nanlong said in a low voice to Qu Lie beside him.

  "Has the spiritual aperture opened?" Leng Lie's expression turned exceptionally solemn as he furrowed his brow. He sank into thought for a moment, then bent down and stretched out his right hand, placing his palm on Ling Feng's forehead, closing his eyes slightly, seemingly casting a secret spell.

  But in just a couple of breaths, his face suddenly changed, he closed his eyes tightly and then opened them abruptly, exclaiming: "How could this be?"

  "How is it?" Zhong Nanlong asked urgently.

  "My power of soul unexpectedly cannot enter his soul!"

  "Let me try!"

  Zhong Nanlong's face was solemn, and he bent down to sit cross-legged beside Ling Feng. He muttered incantations from his mouth, stretched out his right palm, and a faint glow emanated from the center of his palm, slowly attaching itself to Ling Feng's forehead.

  "What a strange thing! It's really a strange thing!" Half a ring, Zhong Nanlong opened his eyes, withdrew the right hand that was stuck to Ling Feng's forehead, and his old face was full of puzzlement and incomprehension, shaking his head repeatedly.

  "How is it?" asked Leng Lie on the side.

  "Like you, my soul power cannot enter this child's soul aperture!" Zhong Nanlong furrowed his brow. As a Soul Clan priest, his soul power was much stronger than Du Lie's, but he couldn't enter the soul aperture of a mere child, which left him baffled.

  "A mere Yuan Shen of a Jizhong Shi, even if he succeeds in seizing the body, will definitely not be able to stop our spiritual powers from entering this child's soul aperture. This matter is indeed strange!" Qu Lian said, equally puzzled, muttering to himself.

  "I thought so too!" Zhong Nanlong sighed and said, "Not to mention the foundation-building cultivators, even the Golden Elixir cultivators can't achieve this point!"

  "Let's put this matter aside for now, we need to hurry up and escort those two children to the main hall according to the clan's orders!" Qiu Lie looked at Chu Hei, his gaze intentionally stopping at the beast tattoo on his forehead for a moment, a relieved smile spreading across his face. "Fortunately, this child is fine, otherwise, neither of us would be able to explain ourselves to Lord Qiu Lei!"

  "Hmm!" Zhong Nanlong also smiled and looked at Chu Hei, stroking his chin whiskers, nodding: "A Bloodline Awakened Four Souls Warrior is of great significance to our Southern Barbarian Alliance!"

  The Shengmang tribe is not short of dual-soul warriors, and the number of Soul Tribe's top masters is also considerable. However, those who can become peak powerhouses are currently only two in the entire Nanhuang alien tribe. And this bloodline-awakened child in front of us will become the third peak powerhouse in Nanhuang after many years!

  For him, it's worth sacrificing a pair of dual-soul warriors and two soul tribe masters, let alone exhausting the power of more than half of the twelve alien tribes in Nanhuang!

  Seeing the two of them busy for half a day, they still couldn't wake up Ling Feng, but instead looked at themselves with strange eyes. Chu Hei was unhappy in his heart and was about to get angry, but was stopped by Bai Ping beside him.

  "Two seniors, how is my nephew Ling Feng's injury now?" After stopping her son with a glance, Bai Ping stepped forward and asked respectfully.

  "Is he Ling Feng? The child with the Wind Attribute Spirit Root?" Leng Lie asked back in surprise.

  "Exactly!"

  "This child is now fine!" Qiu Lie thought for a moment, then continued: "However, his soul orifice seems to have been damaged, causing him to fall into a coma!"

  "Master of the palace, this wind won't be life-threatening, will it?" Bai Ping asked anxiously.

  "Don't worry about this!" Perhaps because Bai Ping was Chu Hei's birth mother, Zhu Lie spoke to her with special politeness. "I and Nan Long brother have come to receive you this time, following the orders of Zhu Lei, to directly escort Chu Hei and Ling Feng, these two children, to the Zhao Yi Mountain main hall. Once we arrive there, even if the child has only suffered some damage to his soul orifice, as long as he still has a breath in him, there will be no danger to his life!"

  Bai Ping let out a sigh of relief. The Zhao Yi Mountain Temple mentioned by Leng Lie was the headquarters of the Southern Barbarian Alliance, and also the place where two peerless experts of the Southern Barbarians were hiding in seclusion. That place gathered top-notch masters from various tribes, skilled in all sorts of witchcraft and secret techniques. It shouldn't be difficult to heal her nephew's injuries there.

  As they were talking, Meng Hu and Chu Yunxiang suddenly appeared from the dense forest, each carrying a child under their arm. They were none other than Bai Ting and Chu Feiyan, who had been separated from Ling Feng's group earlier!

  They looked fine, just some clothes were torn by branches, but there was no wound on their body.

  Fortunately, the children all escaped this disaster unscathed. However, Bai Shanhai and his two companions were brutally killed by the cultivator.

  Qiu Lie and Zhong Nanlong conferred in a low voice for a moment, then Zhong Nanlong reached out to hold the unconscious Ling Feng in his arms.

  "Qiong Meng, Chu Hei and Ling Feng, these two children will be escorted by myself and Nan Long to the main hall. The other two children, you three will escort them to Black Stone City, be careful on the way!" Qiong Lie ordered, and Qiong Meng and the others hastily obeyed.

  Then, with a fierce nod to them, his body flashed and he was dozens of feet away from the crowd, casting the Beast Soul Transformation technique. A golden giant eagle suddenly appeared in the dense forest, its wings sweeping horizontally, the strong wind cutting like a knife. Wherever it passed, trees fell down like withered branches, immediately clearing out an empty space.

  "Shall we be off!" Zhong Nanlong clutched Ling Feng with one hand and grasped Chu Hei's waist with the other, his body swaying slightly. The next moment, the three of them were already standing on the back of the giant eagle.

  "Father, mother, I'm leaving!"

  In the midst of a loud and clear eagle's cry, Chu Hei waved goodbye to his parents without stopping, while Chu Yunxiang and his wife also waved goodbye to their children. But then the giant eagle flapped its wings violently, making a "whooshing" sound as it broke through the air and disappeared in an instant.