Chapter Forty-Four: Butterfly Tide

  Under the moonlight, this group of colorful butterflies is breathtakingly beautiful, but the disciples of the Peng family are already in a state of panic.

  Everywhere are colorful butterflies, on the head, in front of the body, under the feet, behind the back, don't know how many butterflies with flowing colors and splendor came from all directions, no one can count how many butterflies there are!

  Some warriors quickly wielded their swords, some monks hastily cast a spiritual aura around themselves, others muttered incantations to activate the talismans in their hands, and yet others rapidly threw out hidden weapons like raindrops. Some turned around and ran away, while others stood still, unsure of how to react.

  Like the sweet and beautiful water of Gu Yinghua, these colorful light butterflies are still essentially a sweet and sticky substance, even if they are cut by swords and knives, most of them will not damage their beauty and splendor. Even if they are bounced off by sword aura, they can quickly fly back at an astonishing speed. Of course, some light butterflies will also disappear without a trace in the attack of sharp swords, Taoist spells, and talismans, leaving no marks behind.

  These butterflies have never had any defects or phenomena that affect their beauty, they always appear in the most beautiful form, even if only a thread of power is left, still fluttering and flying high, elegant and noble. When they disappear, they also turn into a flash of light, leaving no trace in the world.

  This is a breathtakingly beautiful phenomenon, but in the eyes of the Pang family's disciples, it is hiding endless killing intent. What makes them tremble with fear is that if they are stuck to their bodies by these light butterflies, their clothes and skin will become one with the colorful light butterflies, just like melting snow. However, the person who was affected would not even notice, a sweet smile would still be on their face, and their eyes would be filled with joyful and dreamy happiness, and they might even fall into a gentle sleep and never wake up again.

  Watching many powerful warriors being stuck to the butterfly, they immediately became infatuated and bewildered. This made all the disciples of the Pang family feel a deep sense of fear. Some burst out, shouting: "Exterminating Immortal Arrow, Exterminating Immortal Arrow, shoot this demon woman to death!"

  Some even brought out all the killer moves they had been holding back, without regard for the safety of those around them, just wanting to kill their way through the sea of butterflies and light waves, talismans, treasures, and spiritual medicines were used freely, while others simply lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

  But these colorful butterflies are beautiful to the extreme and dangerous to the extreme, however, in an instant, the disciples of the Peng family who were submerged by them have already lost nearly half.

  Among them, there were many real powerhouses, some of whom were even quasi-foundational cultivators, while others were half-step Isolated Mountain Realm experts. Some even had the strength to directly advance to the Isolated Mountain Realm boundary. If they were allowed to take their positions, they would absolutely be able to trap and kill Gu Yinghua alive.

  But now, Gu Yinghua's mysterious and unpredictable five-colored butterfly suddenly attacked, and the Pang family disciples who had only attacked but not defended were completely unprepared. In an instant, they suffered a great loss, and their entire formation was overwhelmed by the colorful butterfly light. From time to time, someone would fall asleep with a sweet smile on their lips during the fierce battle, as if in a dream.

  "A honeyed tongue and a sword in the belly! What a ruthless woman!"

  Pang Tian Shan was caught off guard for a moment, and he was also overwhelmed by the Butterfly Sea's light tide. However, as a foundation-building cultivator of the same level as Gu Ying Hua, with just one raise of his hand, the powerful Dao technique that he had prepared to counter Gu Ying Hua was already unleashed.

  Only to see that Pang Tian Mountain's hand suddenly had a small yellow flag, and then a gust of yellow wind with countless sharp whistling sounds attacked the side of Die Hai Guang Chao. Soon, many colorful light butterflies were swept into this layer of yellow wind circle, and in an instant, many crystal clear silver light spots flashed, and many light butterflies were directly bounced out of the yellow wind circle.

  Although the strong gusts of yellow sand were extremely powerful, there were still a few butterflies attached to Pang Tian's body. He only felt that every touch was sweet and extraordinary, comfortable and extraordinary, as if it was the delicious taste of eating sweets with his brother in his childhood, making people want this sweetness to last forever.

  "Good fellow!"

  Pang Tian Shan had already figured it out, why many of the Pang family disciples, once these colorful butterflies stuck to their bodies, immediately became like fools in a trance, even if they fell from the sky, they never woke up. It was indeed this dreamy and illusory feeling that made people nostalgic, even he himself wanted more of such sweetness.

  What a sweet feeling! What a fantastic feeling!

  He was after all a hero, incomparable to those ordinary disciples of the Peng family. With a flick of his sleeve, those colorful butterflies instantly turned into tiny silver lights and disappeared. He continued to wave the small yellow flag in his hand, stirring up the yellow sandstorm, and clashed with Gu Yinghua's butterfly storm.

  This yellow sandstorm is not unusual. When Pang Tian Shou, this half-step Golden Dan cultivator was still supporting the overall situation in the Pang family, Pang Tian Shan had already given up on the position of the head of the Pang family.

  His older brother was originally only seven years older than him, and after advancing to the Golden Elixir stage, he had more than 480 years of life expectancy. How could he cultivate him as a successor? Not to mention that with the foundation of the Peng family, this generation can cultivate a Golden Elixir cultivator, which is already the limit. Therefore, he simply buried his heart and wanted to refine an extremely powerful heavy treasure.

  It was fortunate that at that time, Pong Tian Shou attached great importance to his younger brother and spared no expense in asking someone to refine a divine flag of wind and dust for him. He also happened to learn a skill called "Lifeng Luan Chen Wang" from that powerful person.

  This Wind Gale Dust Web not only can be perfectly coordinated with the Divine Feather Winged Earth Flag, but also when cultivated to a profound realm, it can absolutely rival a False Dan Cultivator.

  Thus, Pong Tian Shan has spent countless energy and spiritual materials under the Wind Slaughter Dust Web, cultivating it to the point where its power is boundless. A few arrays of wind can knock down ordinary martial artists who have reached the Tiger-Fighting Realm. Even if he were to face off against a cultivator of the same rank, he would still have the upper hand.

  Now, with a mighty swing of his arm, the yellow sandstorm formed by the whirlwind and dust web clashed head-on with Gu Yinghua's colorful butterfly light storm, and for a moment it was like an unstoppable force.

  Although there were countless rainbow butterflies, and each one was full of spiritual energy, as soon as the Wind Sweeping Dust Web rolled out, dozens or even hundreds of rainbow butterflies would be swept into the dust web.

  In an instant, dozens of silver lights flashed in the dust web, and several light butterflies were directly bounced out of the dust web. Although it looked like the spiritual energy was still overwhelming, in fact, only one-tenth of its original power remained, and it could no longer continue to fight.

  Pang Tian Shan waved the yellow flag repeatedly, striking down the butterfly tide composed of dozens to hundreds of colorful butterflies time and again, succeeding every time. However, in his heart, he became increasingly envious of Gu Yinghua's Buddhist technique.

  It is necessary to know that if you want to refine the Wind Slaughter Dust Web to its limit, reaching the level of a fake Dan master, at least three catties and six taels of mixed yuan dust are needed. However, even with all his skills, Pang Tian Shan could only barely gather eight taels of mixed yuan dust, so the Wind Slaughter Dust Web naturally fell short.

  Although this took advantage of Feng's dust web and Gu Yinghua's seven treasures pool eight virtues water, it even strangled Gu Yinghua's countless colorful butterflies.

  However, when it comes to the subtlety of the technique, leaving aside the trivialities of the Wind and Dust Web, Gu Yinghua's Seven Treasures Pool Water is just a single hair from nine cows, but if Gu Yinghua truly cultivates to the realm of "Seven Treasures Spirit Pool, Eight Virtues Water", Pang Tian Mountain can't withstand a few rounds.

  This is the shortcoming of these family cultivators, although they have a family backing them up, but at most it's just the extreme of scattered cultivation, and can't be compared to the true sect disciples like the Divine Mystery Sect.

  Not to mention that behind Gu Yinghua is a nun of the Yuan Realm, who casually imparted a method that doesn't know how many times more brilliant than what Pang Tian Mountain learned.

  He took a glance at Gu Yinghua, although he didn't know how Gu Yinghua's five-colored butterfly was transformed from the merit water, but Gu Yinghua relied on these five-colored butterflies to fight fiercely with the entire Pang family's elite, even killing those Pang family elite disciples until they were defeated and wounded, countless deaths and injuries, absolutely worthy of being a quasi-golden elixir-level Buddhist technique.

  It's just that with Gu Yinghua's foundation, she was able to stir up the colorful butterfly to such an extent in a short period of time, and it has already reached the limit within the limit. She is now swaying unsteadily, and the water of the seven-treasured pool under her feet is only barely covering her toes. Moreover, the originally clear and transparent pool water has now become like reddish-brown sugar water, with a deep dark red color.

  Just a gentle breeze would have blown Miss Gu down to the ground, but she still stood there stubbornly, her mouthful of blood dripping onto her red dress, staining it even redder and more vibrant, yet refusing to take another step back.

  "Miss Gu, you've killed so many of our family's elite young men. I'd love to have you taste the thirty-six tortures of the Pan family, making you wish you were dead..."

  "But I've changed my mind, as long as you're willing to hand over the Buddhist technique of the Seven Treasures Pool Eight Virtues Water!" Pang Tian Shan said while urging the Departing Wind Whirlwind Net to kill a group of colorful butterflies cleanly. "I swear with my Taoist heart that I will absolutely keep Miss Gu safe and sound until she is handed over to that person, without a single hair being harmed."

  Gu Yinghua's face was pale, but she gave a cold smile: "I just want to let the servant taste my foot washing water!"

  "That's impossible!" Pang Tian Shan roared: "Sparing Miss Gu alone is already the limit of my tolerance, look at how many elite sons of the Pang family have been lost, if it were you, would you let this damned Liu Suizhen off?"

  In fact, as for the elite sons of the killing families, Gu Yinghua's colorful butterfly killed the Peng family's elite no less than Liu Suizhen.

  The Tiangong Temple has now become a cemetery for the elite children of the Pang family, and I don't know how many elite members of the Pang family have smiled and entered their dreams without waking up. But in the eyes of Páng Tiān Shān, the value of Gù Yīng Huá and Liǔ Suí Yún is completely different.

  "Spare your life by handing over your kung fu secrets!"

  Gu Yinghua's face was pale to the extreme, but now she smiled sweetly: "Servant, you are very fortunate, even the water used by this young lady to wash her feet is extremely sweet..."

  She had just finished speaking when she suddenly changed her tone: "In that case, let's have a taste of the 84,000 drops of sweet dew from this young lady!"