Chapter 40: Subjugation

  Zhang Yu Fan rubbed his dizzy head, patted the dust off his hair, and was surprised to find that it was some stone debris. On the huge stone where his head had made contact, a bowl-sized pit appeared, which he had discovered when his head hit the stone. As he was wondering about this, a crack extended slowly through the pit, and finally split into two halves with a "crack" sound.

  Zhang Yu Fan was greatly shocked, and with a slap of his hand on that head, it really hurt, but why... His thoughts paused for a moment, and his right hand transformed into a palm knife, chopping down towards the rock, "Ka" sound, his palm was like a sharp axe, easily splitting the rock into two segments.

  At this moment of great joy, a strange noise suddenly came from the sky, and a yellow shadow fell rapidly. Zhang Yu Fan was greatly shocked, rushed over quickly, but in his haste, he forgot about the countless huge rocks under his feet. Suddenly, one foot sank down, and a giant boulder was kicked into powder, the other foot hastily followed, and another giant boulder was shattered. In an instant, dozens of boulders were kicked out, and amidst the rising dust, Jin Ping Er accurately caught Jin Ping Er's delicate body as soft as boneless.

  "Miao Miao, are you okay?" Zhang Yufan asked.

  Jin Bier slowly came back to her senses, and in her eyes was reflected that handsome face. She exclaimed in a low voice: "Am I dead?"

  Zhang Yu Fan was taken aback and didn't know why she would ask such a question. He said: "Even if I die, you won't be able to live!"

  Jin Bier suddenly widened her eyes, staring at the man in front of her, on whom something unexpected always seemed to happen. She said: "I clearly saw you fall down, and with such a height, if you can't fly, you'll definitely die!"

  Zhang Yu Fan couldn't help but laugh and say, "I think so too. I don't know how many times my head has hit the stone, but what surprises me is that my head didn't crack open, instead it cracked the stone!"

  Jin Bier didn't believe it at first, and pretended to be angry, saying "Don't talk nonsense!" As she said that, she slapped Zhang Yufan's head hard. He let out a cry of "Ah yo!" and exclaimed, "Your head is so hard!"

  Zhang Yu Fan sneered and said, "I don't know what's going on, but ever since I lost my true strength, my body has been slowly changing. It wasn't until today that I realized my head could also be used as a stone!" As he spoke, he picked up a palm-sized rock and heavily slammed it onto his head, causing the sound of "pa" to ring out as the rocks shattered and flew everywhere.

  Jin Ping'er instinctively closed her eyes and shouted: "You're really stupid, who hits their own head with a stone!"

  Zhang Yufan smiled wryly and thought to himself, "Isn't that the truth? If it were in the past, wouldn't such behavior be considered foolish?"

  A whistling sound echoed through the sky, and suddenly a strong gust of wind arose. Seven whirlwinds danced wildly, but this time they were more concentrated. The seven whirlwinds collided with each other from time to time, producing thunderous roars and dazzling electric arcs, filling the air with an ominous atmosphere.

  "Jin Bier, exclaimed: 'Here we go again!'"

  "Miao Miao, you quickly leave, watch me deal with this beast!"

  Jin Bier suddenly stood up and loudly shouted: "Who do you think you are? You want to show off everywhere, but not this time!"

  Zhang Yu Fan was taken aback, not knowing when this ruthless woman had become so concerned about him. Facing the unprecedentedly powerful seven-colored Oriole, he knew better than anyone else in his heart, but Jin Ping Er might not be its opponent either. Rather than letting a woman take risks, it's better to let himself try, making up his mind, he quickly took a few steps forward and jumped into one of the huge whirlwinds.

  Jin Ping'er was shocked, but she didn't dare to approach the Seven-Colored Oriole in such a foolish way. She flew up into the air with her magic treasure, and the purple awn grew larger, as she repeatedly cast out the Frost Awn to engage in an intense battle with the Seven-Colored Oriole.

  This beast is really formidable, Jinpinger's current cultivation has increased by 30% in just a few days. The Zi Mang Blade is also a rare and cold treasure, its blade is extremely sharp and unparalleled, but in front of the Seven-Colored Oriole, it can't withstand the shock of its wings even once. The sharp blade edge disperses instantly, after seven rounds, Jinpinger feels more and more that this beast is troublesome.

  Zhang Yufan's body was rapidly rotating inside the wind eye, this time although there were no large tree trunks swirling around him, but the strong gusts of wind that collided with each other from time to time made him suffer greatly. Despite his special physique, the electric arc burned him into a mess of purple and green, the scorching pain was unbearable.

  The strong wind by his ear finally subsided a bit, and Zhang Yufan knew he was going to be thrown out again just like before. He steeled himself mentally, as his body rose upwards at an alarming speed.

  Slowly, he fell down, opened his eyes to see dozens of feet below, Jinping and Qicai Huangying were fighting together, apparently unable to hold on any longer. His body flipped in mid-air and charged towards Qicai Huangying's back, because he was free-falling, not as fast as the divine treasure, so it wouldn't make a sonic boom. Qicai Huangying was vigilant, but since she had to deal with Jinping, she couldn't spare more energy to guard against enemies around her. Zhang Yufan landed on Qicai Huangying's back with a "thud", his hands tightly grasping its smooth feathers.

  Jin Bao'er had been worried, but seeing Zhang Youfang steadily land on its back, the heart that had been hanging in mid-air finally fell.

  The seven-colored oriole struggled with a flap of its wings, and in an instant it was thousands of miles away from the Golden Vase. Zhang Yu Fan grasped its feathers tightly, refusing to let go even as the wind cut his face and frosty air locked his brows. As they soared through the nine heavens and traversed the four seas, his hand seemed to be stuck to the oriole's back, refusing to budge. The more this happened, the angrier the seven-colored oriole became, flapping its wings repeatedly as it flew further and further away, until gradually the sound of a divine sword breaking through the air could be heard in the sky.

  Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes with a burst of energy, and saw in front of him three sword auras, two white lights, and one red glow moving forward together. The speed at which the three people flew was incredibly fast, clearly not that of ordinary cultivators. But the Seven-Colored Oriole was a spiritual beast born from heaven and earth, with a single flap of its wings it could travel thousands of miles in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it had already caught up to the crowd ahead.

  One of them was dressed in white like snow, with beautiful eyes like frost, riding a white Tianque horse at the same time as Lu Xueqi. The other two people were Zhang Yufan's acquaintances, one was Zeng Shushu and the other was Xiao Zhufeng Wenmin, who had been sealed by him. Zhang Yufan was overjoyed and exclaimed: "Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, everyone be careful!"

  Zeng Shu and two fellow sisters were discussing whether to visit the Incense Valley on their way to the South, when suddenly someone shouted loudly behind them. Turning around, oh my god, Gui Li had somehow gotten a seven-colored canary, which was as big as a fist, and it flew towards the three of them with its head forward. At the same time, he yelled "Be careful!" The three people simultaneously fell to the ground.

  A strong gust of wind blew by, and the three people standing on the Immortal Sword simultaneously tilted their bodies to one side. Indeed, the strength of the Rainbow Oriole was not ordinary.

  Zeng Shu shouted loudly: "Xiao Fan, what are you flying into a rage about!"

  Zhang Yu Fan heard it in his ears and shouted loudly: "Crazy, this beast almost took my life, why don't you help!"

  Lu Xueqi was shocked, not expecting to see Zhang Yufan again in such a way. He always did something unexpected. As soon as he finished speaking, the people and birds had already gone far away. Lu Xueqi said to Zeng Shushu: "Zeng Shixiong, we have to go help him!"

  Zeng Shu looked ahead and sighed, saying: "Help? That's the Seven-Colored Oriole, a spiritual beast that can travel tens of thousands of miles in an instant. Nothing in the world except for the ancient Yellow Bird can catch up to it!"

  Lu Xueqi was shocked and could only watch as he quickly disappeared from her line of sight, her heart feeling very uneasy: "Is there really no other way?!"

  Unless it flies back by itself, there's no door at all!

  Lu Xueqi fell silent for a moment.

  Suddenly, a seven-colored light appeared on the distant horizon, like a cloud flying quickly, it was the seven-colored oriole.

  Lu Xueqi said: "Zeng Shixiong, he really came back, is there any way to slow him down?"

  Zeng Shu's eyebrows slightly furrowed, his mind racing with thoughts, when he suddenly said: "Quickly, the Divine Thunder Sword Technique!"

  Wen Min exclaimed in great surprise: "This kind of Taoist practice is fundamentally impossible for me to use!"

  Lu Xueqi dodged and blocked the two people, Qu Jian towards the sky "Nine Heavens Mysterious Slashing, transform into divine lightning, trembling heavenly power, with the sword to guide it..."

  The seven-coloured oriole flew in from the south, while to the north, dark clouds gathered and thunder rumbled. Being a timid creature by nature, it slowed down its flight speed. Lu Xueqi's move was just a feint, not exerting too much of her true strength, with control over her movements coming easily. Seeing that the seven-coloured oriole had arrived close by, she immediately urged her sword to chase after it.

  Zhang Yufan took a look and Lu Xueqi was overjoyed in her heart, but her hands didn't relax for half a moment.

  Lu Xueqi's eyes were cold, Tian Jue was unsheathed, a white awn covered the sky and the sun, invincible, the seven-colored oriole was about to flap its wings and turn around, but it had already been surrounded by three Qingyunmen people from all sides. The sky was originally its overlord, how could a few cultivators be its opponent? It immediately flapped its wings forward, rushing straight into the nine heavens.

  Lu Xueqi and the other two felt a chill in their hearts at the same time. Such an incredibly fast speed, how could they catch up? They couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

  Zhang Yu Fan tightly grasped the seven-colored Oriole's feathers, breaking through countless clouds, thinking to himself: "Am I really going to rush out of the sky? What if I can't come back? Is there still a nine-layered heaven and nine-layered boundary on the other side of the sky? What kind of people live there?"

  He thought so, and suddenly felt that the speed of the seven-colored yellow oriole's upward flight slowed down. It was either exhausted or the air was thin, at least Zhang Yufan felt a little hypoxic. However, human ability to handle things is far stronger than this beast. Suddenly, the Qiankun Qingguang Jue Xiang appeared in his hand, and Zhang Yufan silently recited the spell. A weak green light pierced through the back of the seven-colored yellow oriole's neck. Although it was not fatal, the spiritual beast still let out a painful whistle outside the nine heavens, and then its huge body quickly fell downwards.

  Zeng Shu and two others were gazing up at the sky when they suddenly saw a seven-colored light rapidly descending, shouting "Not good!"