The fairy's inner demons are amazing!

Chapter 38 Twin Blossoms

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiuyang's eyes lit up, and his gaze instantly locked onto the lotus flower blooming on the cliff face.

He immediately turned around and looked at Hei Zi.

Only then did they realize that the white tiger had slipped away at some point, probably intimidated by the python's imposing presence. Blackie stared in the direction the white tiger had left, occasionally letting out a mournful whimper.

Ning Xiuyang couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The white tiger was quite cute, and it was a real pity that it slipped away like that.

He patted Hei Zi's head and said, "Don't be discouraged. If you can't find the white tiger, the female dog is easy to find. I'll find one for you when we get out of here."

That's all.

He then pointed to the twin sword lotus on the cliff face of the distant pool and whispered to Hei Zi, "Find a way to bring that thing over. She and I will hold off this monster for you!"

"Woof woof!"

Hearing that there would be a female dog outside, Hei Zi's dark eyes lit up, and he immediately stared at the twin-stemmed sword lotus and barked, clearly ready for action.

Seeing this, Ning Xiuyang patted it.

He immediately drew his sword and leaped to the edge of the pool.

"Miss Chen, my cultivation level is low, and I do not yet know the art of flight. I can only offer to cover your retreat!"

Ning Xiuyang channeled his energy, staring at Chen Ziyi, who stood atop a high boulder confronting the Crimson Sword Dragon, and spoke loudly.

The crimson sword dragon rose from the pool, standing three or four zhang tall, almost reaching the height of the Third Madam's Flying Snow Pavilion. I was truly too insignificant in its presence.

The waterfall crashed against the deep pool, making a splashing sound. The Crimson Sword Dragon roared angrily from time to time, and sharp sword energies shot out from its blood-red maw, attacking Chen Ziyi.

While fending off the beast with his sword, Chen Ziyi spoke crisply to Ning Xiuyang on the shore, "Between its hind hooves is a palm-sized, white, reversed scale. That's where its blood, sword intent, and spiritual power converge, and it's also a vital point leading directly to its heart—its fatal weakness. I'll hold it back from above; please, young master, exert some force from below. Once you pierce its white scale, you'll surely obtain its guardian treasure!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiuyang looked closely and, sure enough, there was a piece of scale growing backwards between the hind legs of the crimson-scaled python.

This python seemed to be very intelligent, but perhaps because it had lived in a secluded world for a long time, it did not understand human language.

"Okay! Miss Chen, please be careful."

Ning Xiuyang immediately nodded in agreement, his sword flashing as he unleashed a sword technique called "Azure Duckweed Appears," aiming straight for the vital point of the Crimson Sword Dragon.

The first move of the Qingping Sword Technique is like the first appearance of duckweed on a lake surface; it seems gentle, but the sword moves are fierce.

Seeing Ning Xiuyang make a move, Chen Ziyi's eyes lit up slightly on the boulder. He stopped defending and took the initiative to attack, drawing the attention of the Crimson Sword Dragon.

But things didn't go as smoothly as expected.

Almost at the moment the blade was about to pierce the white scales, the Crimson Sword Dragon clearly sensed the danger. It rammed into Chen Ziyi and at the same time, its tail swung out from the pool. Not only did it avoid Ning Xiuyang's attack, but it also slammed Ning Xiuyang straight into the cliff face on the opposite bank.

With a thud, Ning Xiuyang felt his whole body tremble and his internal organs rupture.

He grimaced, used his sword to steady himself in the gap, and turned his head to look. By sheer coincidence, he was not far from the twin sword lotus.

Enraged, the Crimson Sword Dragon actually sent him over.

Meanwhile, Hei Zi was still looking for an opportunity by the pool.

Ning Xiuyang's eyes lit up, and he swiftly plucked the twin-flowered sword lotus from its roots, shouting, "Hei Zi, catch!"

Before he finished speaking, he sent out a burst of energy that enveloped the treasure in his hand and threw it toward Heizi on the shore.

"Woof!"

Hei Zi yelled and leaped up, biting the twin-stemmed sword lotus in its mouth before landing in the water, splashing violently.

"run!"

Ning Xiuyang shouted loudly, and without hesitation, he pushed off with his feet and leaped from the cliff face directly towards the Crimson Sword Dragon, embracing it.

Blackie was panting heavily, paddling with all four hooves, desperately swimming towards the shore.

"roar……"

Seeing its long-guarded treasure stolen, the Crimson Sword Dragon let out an angry roar, and waves of energy could be seen rising from its mouth, rippling through the void and radiating a formidable aura.

Just as he was about to chase after the dog that dared to bite his precious treasure, Chi Jianqiu realized that the lowly creature that had tried to ambush him had actually dared to hug his body. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree, utterly overestimating its own strength!

It roared and its body suddenly plummeted from mid-air, plunging directly into the deep pool and skimming towards the shore.

He wanted to use this to get rid of Ning Xiuyang in his physical body, while at the same time chasing after Hei Zi.

Ning Xiuyang was not about to let him have his way. He loosened and tightened his grip, allowing himself to slide down from the upper body to the lower body along the slippery scales. He grabbed the hind leg, which was less than half a foot long, to stabilize himself. Then, he swung his fist, his fascia bulging. The moment the Crimson Sword Dragon's body burst out of the water, a huge punch containing the tiger's intent and the strength of a mountain struck the Crimson Sword Dragon's white scales.

boom!

Just as Chen Ziyi had said, the white scales were not as hard as he had imagined; in fact, they were as thin as cicada wings under his fist.

With just one punch brimming with all his strength, he blasted it through, and a stream of dark green blood splattered out, the fist almost completely embedded inside.

"Awooo~"

The Crimson Sword Dragon let out a deafening roar, its body suddenly rolling over. The intense pain and life force rapidly drained away, causing it to no longer care about chasing Blackie. Instead, after a roll that shook off Ning Xiuyang, it plunged into the pool.

Clearly, although it was a weak punch, it hit its vital spot and seriously injured it.

Chen Ziyi, who had been thrown off the boulder and was seriously injured, was stunned.

Watching the black wolfhound snatch away the twin-flowered sword lotus that she had fought so hard to obtain, Chen Ziyi couldn't help but feel powerless; she was already at her limit.

In addition, the constant invasion of the mist poison, coupled with the turbulent blood and energy caused by the battle with the Crimson Sword Dragon, made the effects of the mist poison even more severe.

An almost unconscious allure flickered in her eyes, and she gradually succumbed to temptation.

But she bit her tongue sharply, forcing herself to stay awake.

Ning Xiuyang got up, ignoring his soaking wet clothes, and limped to the boulder. He asked Chen Ziyi, "Miss Chen, how are your injuries? Are you still able to move?"

"It's too high, I can't get up there. Jump down, I'll catch you!"

"We can't stay here any longer. We don't know what other tricks that beast has up his sleeve. If my punch didn't kill him, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out!"

Upon hearing Ning Xiuyang's voice, Chen Ziyi, who could barely kneel with his sword planted on the ground, immediately forced his eyes to clear. However, the redness on his face caused by the turbulence of blood and qi, coupled with the invasion of the misty love poison, could not be dispelled.

"call……"

She took a deep breath, held it, and dragged her heavy steps to the edge of the boulder. When she saw Ning Xiuyang's position, she jumped down and landed gently beside him. However, perhaps due to insufficient strength and unstable breathing, she stumbled upon landing and fell directly towards Ning Xiuyang.

Ning Xiuyang quickly reached out and hugged him tightly.

"Miss Chen."

Chen Ziyi's face flushed even more, but his voice remained cold as he said, "It's nothing. Thank you for saving me, young master. I will repay you handsomely once we get out!"

But she did not leave Ning Xiuyang's embrace.

The poisonous fog had rendered her composure merely superficial; her deeper actions were no longer under her control.

Even Ning Xiuyang at this moment wasn't much better off.

First, he was slammed against the cliff wall, then his punch, which exhausted almost all his strength, was ground into the ground by the Crimson Sword Dragon. He was already covered in dust and dirt, and with the poison of the mist attacking him and his blood churning, he was now holding Chen Ziyi's soft body. Her plump buttocks were close to his, and a strong throbbing sensation flowed between them. He smelled the fragrance mixed with a hint of sweat, and his heart was filled with desire, and he was distracted.

On the surface, he appeared to be acting normally, but in reality, he had already set his sights on Chen Ziyi.