Chapter 23: Jade Foot

  Zhang Heng stood at the entrance of the cave, and through his extraordinary spiritual awareness that far surpassed that of a cultivator of the same level, he had already clearly understood everything that was happening inside the cave.

  The two people's fighting skills inside the cave were quite thrilling, and their strength was even more powerful than Zhang Heng had imagined. Even if Zhang Heng, who had just begun to learn the Deviated Technique, were to fight against either of them, he might not necessarily have the upper hand, but self-defense would still be no problem.

  What surprised Zhang Heng even more was Ning Xue's performance. In a situation where she had already fallen into Li Hong's hands and was about to become his prey, she still managed to launch such a counterattack, and even left Li Hong with an uncertain fate despite her lower cultivation level.

  For a gentle and elegant lady like her to achieve this level is indeed not easy.

  Although the two people inside the house were already badly injured and had even suffered a disastrous fate, Zhang Heng still carefully observed the situation inside with his divine sense.

  Since encountering Ou Yang's old monster, Zhang Heng's mentality has become more cautious. He no longer thinks that just because he comes from 22nd century Earth, he has a huge advantage.

  In this bizarre world where cultivation is the mainstream, anything can happen. Some cultivators even possess unimaginable divine abilities and means, often a single oversight can lead to a fatal blow.

  Through his divine consciousness, Zhang Heng discovered that one of the two people in the house had already died.

  Li Hong's nostrils still had a faint breath, his heartbeat was slow, and his blood circulation was normal, but his body had suffered from the shockwave generated by the explosion of magic, and he had already suffered internal injuries that were not light.

  Moreover, due to the extremely bad luck of this son, he suffered a blow from a boulder weighing over 100 catties that fell from the top of the cave, and his external injuries were also very severe. At this moment, he was already pressed to the ground by the stone block, and even if he woke up, he might not be able to stand up.

  As for Ning Xue Rong, Zhang Heng found that her breathing had stopped. Her originally warm and rosy skin was now snow white and bloodless. Her slender body was slightly curved, quietly lying there.

  After concluding that Ning Xueying was already dead, Zhang Heng let out a faint sigh in his heart. A gentle and quiet female cultivator had died just like that.

  Although he was deeply moved in his heart, there wasn't much of a stir, after all the other party was just an unfamiliar female cultivator, and such things were extremely normal in this world at this moment.

  Zhang Heng held the low-grade spiritual artifact, Wuling Sword, in his hand. His divine sense spread out like a net, grasping everything within a twenty-meter radius under his control.

  With slow and steady steps, Zhang Heng arrived at the entrance of this ordinary cave, and stopped.

  The entrance has a ban by Li Hongbu, and this layer of ban must be broken before entering inside.

  Although this layer of prohibition was set up by Li Hong in the later stage of refining Qi, Zhang Heng didn't take it seriously. His divine sense had already penetrated the structure and principle of this layer of prohibition.

  A faint cold smile appeared on his face, Zhang Heng held the Wuling Sword, without applying any magic power, and simply used his own brute force to fiercely stab into the void. A cold light flashed through the air, leaving a beautiful and desolate arc.

  With a "poof" sound, a flash of green and red light flickered in the empty air, as if an invisible sheet of paper had been pierced.

  Having solved this layer of prohibition, Zhang Heng felt very satisfied. If it were a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator who wanted to break through this prohibition, they would probably have to spend a lot of effort and make many detours. However, Zhang Heng broke through the prohibition relying solely on his own mutated body and the power of his spiritual instrument, and he did so with such ease that it didn't consume any spiritual energy, nor was he afraid of causing any spiritual fluctuations that might alert other cultivators in the distance.

  After entering the cave, Zhang Heng slightly furrowed his brow. Due to the two people's magic colliding with all their might earlier, this cave also suffered a considerable impact. At this moment, the cave was shrouded in a thick layer of dust, and even with the naked eye, one could only see things within a range of about two meters.

  A light stroke with one hand, a raindrop like sweet dew descended upon this not-so-spacious mountain cave. The dust floating in the air instantly vanished, revealing clean and cool cave walls and a pockmarked ground.

  Zhang Heng's move was an enlarged version of the Dust Sweeping Technique, sweeping through all three caves and including the two people on the ground.

  Zhang Heng first walked towards Li Hong who was unconscious and pinned down by a boulder, the broken fire feather fan on the ground caught his attention.

  Picking up these nearly broken middle-grade spiritual instruments, Zhang Heng didn't feel the slightest bit of regret in his heart. He thought to himself that this stuff was just suitable for him to cultivate his perverted technique, and he wondered how many lower-grade spiritual instruments it could be exchanged for.

  At this moment, Zhang Heng has in his hand a mid-grade spiritual artifact of excellent quality bestowed by Old Man Ouyang. Therefore, using this damaged Fire Feather Fan to cultivate the Deviant Technique is most suitable for him. The same goes for the low-grade spiritual artifact, Wuling Sword, which he is currently using.

  With a joyful heart, Zhang Heng put the Huo Yu fan into his storage bag, and his gaze fell on Li Hong again, thinking to himself, should he kill this guy?

  At this time, Li Hong's breathing gradually became stable, and his body was slightly trembling.

  Zhang Heng swiftly pounced on him and lightly tapped his neck, causing him to continue falling into a coma.

  He let out a slight sigh of relief, Zhang Heng decided to spare his life, but the things on him were impossible to let go.

  If two exceptionally talented disciples were to die at the same time, it would likely attract the attention of the sect. Although Zhang Heng had the backing of Ou Yang's old ancestor, a master in the Cong Dan period, killing one or two people was not a big problem, but it was better to have fewer troubles than more. What Zhang Heng needed was a peaceful environment, so that he could focus on cultivating his Deviated Merit as soon as possible, and everything else was secondary.

  He reached out and took down the storage bag from Li Hong's waist, then walked towards Ning Xue again.

  As a global otaku, going to grab something from a beautiful woman after her death, Zhang Heng felt some reluctance in his heart, let alone the other party was an extraordinary and top-notch beauty.

  However, in order to survive better in this world and also for his own pursuit of immortality, Zhang Heng still took a step towards Ning Xue's direction.

  Ning Xue Rong lay quietly on the ground, like a sleeping beauty, although she had already died, but her tattered and torn skirt still couldn't conceal her enchanting figure.

  The orange-yellow embroidered skirt has half of it open, revealing the slightly curled and curved slender legs, along with the snow-white delicate feet and crystal-clear jade-like legs. The soft silk skirt can be seen inside, as well as the white and resilient buttocks. Further down in the narrow part of the skirt, a corner of pale red smooth fabric that clings to the skin can be seen, as well as a vague area like the distant mountains at dawn.

  Her slender waist was exposed to Zhang Heng's eyes, her upper garment slipping down a small half, the crystal white jade peak only partially covered by the light red undergarment, the enticing cleavage making one's mouth dry.

  The elegant and enchanting white neck and the naturally carved jade-like face make people feel a kind of sacredness and tranquility that dare not be profaned.

  Zhang Heng made an effort to shift his gaze away from the woman, who was as beautiful as Sleeping Beauty. He thought to himself in shame, "She's already dead, so I shouldn't be looking at her."

  As he walked closer, Zhang Heng discovered the broken Ling Xue Yu pendant on the ground, one piece was slightly off center and the other was near Ning Xue Rong's feet.

  He picked up the jade pendant that was closer to him, and as soon as he did, he felt a strange icy chill. Zhang Heng nodded to himself, thinking that even if it was broken into two pieces, it would still be very useful to him.

  He picked up this half of the jade pendant and Zhang Heng continued to move forward, coming to Ning Xue's side, reaching out to pick up the other half of the jade pendant.

  Next to this half piece of jade pendant was a blue embroidered shoe, which Ning Xuefeng had taken off before the fight and didn't have time to put on.

  Zhang Heng's gaze fell on Ning Xuefeng's delicate and exquisite jade foot, one of which had pierced through the white semi-transparent stockings and was suspended in mid-air, like a breathtaking work of art.

  Kneeling beside Ning Xuefeng's feet, Zhang Heng picked up the broken jade pendant and thought to himself, since she was going to die anyway, he might as well help her put on her shoes.

  After having this idea, Zhang Heng's heart began to stir restlessly. He wasn't sure if he was genuinely willing to put shoes on for the other person or if there were other thoughts at play.

  "Alright, since I've accepted her things, I'll help her put on the embroidered shoes."

  Zhang Heng then held such a "sacred" thought and stretched out his paws to the snow-white jade foot that had been enchanting him for a long time.