Chapter 146: Chapter 132: Fire Crow Gourd, Innately Seductive

The third level of the Ruined Tower Space.

On the peak of a snow-capped mountain.

In the sky, a mass of purple mist slowly swirled, forming a vortex about an acre in size. Amidst the endless snowstorm, it resembled a giant’s eye, looking down upon the land.

Not far from the Purple Mist Vortex, Spirit Fire surged through the sky. A fireball, about ten feet in diameter, spun ceaselessly as dozens of Fire Crows flew out from it, swarming a woman from all sides in a relentless assault.

The woman was exceptionally beautiful. She wore a magnificent black Profound Gold Patterned Long Skirt, her hair was styled in an elegant Cloud-Pile Palace Bun, and a Waterdrop Red Jade hung between her brows. Her stunning face was etched with icy rage.

Her skin was fair and delicate. The proud, full globes of her chest and her slender, supple waist formed an exquisite curve that was particularly eye-catching.

Above her head, a fist-sized white bone pellet spun rapidly, emitting a jade-like halo that enveloped her graceful and proud figure.

Beneath her feet, a Red Copper Cauldron hovered motionlessly. A Fire Cloud billowed from its mouth, continuously drawing in the swooping Fire Crows.

A Second-Order Magical Artifact, the Fire Cloud Cauldron!

This woman was none other than Feng Ling, who had entered the Ruined Tower Space to explore.

She had arrived half a day before Fang Cheng and had now reached the third level as well.

At this moment, facing Feng Ling from a distance was a short, stout, middle-aged man.

He looked to be about thirty years old, dressed in coarse linen clothes and straw sandals. A crimson gourd floated behind him, its mouth churning with astonishingly powerful flames.

The Fire Crows attacking Feng Ling were continuously flying out from the gourd behind him. The power of each Fire Crow was comparable to a full-force strike from a Late-stage Sensing Cultivator!

Not far behind the short, stout man stood another woman in a long skirt. She wore a black veil and had a sizzling figure.

This woman stood in the void, her dress fluttering in the wind. She hadn’t made a move, merely watching the two of them duel with an air of boredom.

"Senior Brother Qiao, do you need my help? She is, after all, a famous genius of the Yinluo Sect. It might be a bit difficult for you to take her down alone, don’t you think?" the woman said, her voice light, charming, and seductive.

The short, stout man snorted coldly. "I won’t trouble you, Junior Sister Bai. I have my own ways to capture this woman."

With that, his hands formed a Transformation Technique. The sky full of Fire Crows instantly formed a Grand Array, unleashing a monstrous torrent of flames that poured down on Feng Ling.

It was like the celestial river overturning; the flames were so dense they seemed solid. An astonishing heat carrying the scent of utter destruction descended upon Feng Ling’s head.

The Fire Cloud Cauldron beneath Feng Ling’s feet frantically devoured the surging flames. The runes on the cauldron’s surface flickered unceasingly, and it began to tremble slightly.

Feng Ling’s delicate brows furrowed. Her Magical Power was depleting rapidly, and she knew her opponent was trying to win by outlasting her reserves.

Both were wielding Second-Order Magical Artifacts, one for offense and one for defense, making it difficult to determine a winner for the moment.

So, the cultivator named Qiao decided to overwhelm skill with brute force, channeling his Magical Power into a frenzied assault on Feng Ling to see who would break first.

Moreover, he had a fellow sect member watching his back, leaving him with virtually no worries.

Feng Ling, on the other hand, had to constantly be on guard against the veiled female cultivator.

"Your Flame God Palace claims to be a Xuanmen Orthodox Sect, yet your actions are more insidious than those of my Demon Sect! You truly have no shame!"

Feng Ling shouted, knowing that dragging this out would be extremely disadvantageous for her. She decided to take the initiative and break the stalemate.

Suddenly, the White Bone Relic above her head flashed with white light. With a swift spin, it transformed into a Bone Whistle, which Feng Ling caught in her hand.

She channeled her Magical Power, puffed her cheeks, and blew hard into the Bone Whistle.

A sharp, ear-piercing whistle instantly pierced through the snowstorm and flames, boring into the ears of the cultivator named Qiao.

The cultivator named Qiao felt his Magical Power being pulled and agitated by some strange force, turning wild and frantic.

A circle of scorching, dark red fire suddenly erupted from his body, surging violently as if about to go out of control. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Feng Ling extended two slender, snow-white fingers and pointed lightly at the cultivator named Qiao.

In that instant, a wisp of flame shot out from her fingertips, becoming a line of fire that streaked toward the man’s forehead.

"Senior Brother Qiao, be careful!" the veiled woman said in a lazy tone.

The cultivator named Qiao gave a sinister laugh and hastily formed a profound hand seal!

His short, stout body abruptly exploded, transforming into over a hundred palm-sized Fire Crows that scattered in all directions.

The line of fire missed its target and slowly extinguished in the empty air.

Feng Ling thought, ’This is bad!’

The next moment, the flames converged and reformed into the short, stout cultivator, who calmly slapped his crimson gourd.

The mouth of the gourd immediately flared with brilliant fire, and a dozen more Fire Crows flew out, making the Grand Array even more powerful.

Feng Ling’s pretty face paled. The Fire Cloud Cauldron at her feet suddenly tipped over, then with a flash of light, it shrank to about a foot in size, glowing red-hot all over.

With her current Magical Power, she could no longer sustain this Second-Order Magical Artifact.

Without a second thought, she quickly retrieved the Fire Cloud Cauldron. Just before the raging flames could reach her, she activated the White Bone Relic, transforming it into a long, diamond-shaped shuttle that enveloped her and shot outward.

One of the Seven Transformations of the White Bone—the Bone Celestial Escape Shuttle!

The Celestial Escape Shuttle was incredibly fast. With a deafening BOOM, it broke through the Fire Crow Array and fled outward.

The cultivator named Qiao sneered and shouted, "Don’t even think about escaping, Witch!"

Before his voice had even faded, he threw a pebble blazing with fire at the Bone Celestial Escape Shuttle!

BANG!

The flaming stone slammed into the Bone Celestial Escape Shuttle. The shuttle trembled violently amidst the blazing fire.

With a flicker, Feng Ling fell out of the Celestial Escape Shuttle. Behind her, the Fire Crows flew in a frenzy, swarming toward her once again.

Feng Ling channeled her Magical Power, and the Celestial Escape Shuttle transformed again, this time into a White Bone Flying Sword. It flashed like lightning, instantly cutting down several Fire Crows.

But more and more Fire Crows closed in, and she was gradually being overwhelmed.