The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 191 Zuoqiu Ze

Xiao Chen followed the two young men to the fourth floor, where music soon entered his ears. When he entered the room, exotic fragrance invaded his nostrils. He saw two zither players sitting near the wall. In between the players were seven dancers with alluring figures in the midst of a performance. In the center seat was a young man in golden brocade, with two breathtakingly beautiful dancers partially lying down on the couch as they pour him wine.

The two gorgeous dancers put on seductive smiles when they saw Xiao Chen approach, unveiling their fair thighs. A strange glint crossed his pupils but he swiftly calmed himself. These two women possessed such strong enchanting powers. The two zither players were no ordinary people either; their cultivation was in the late-stage Foundation Building Realm. They had swords hidden under their zithers.

"Why have you summoned me?"

The young man in the golden brocade chuckled and said serenely, "There's no hurry. We can talk after a cup of wine." With a gentle flick of his sleeve, a wine cup flew toward Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen raised his hand and the wine cup became frozen in midair. The fine wine inside the cup spilled none over the floor.

"Forget the wine. Where is he?"

The young man in the golden brocade laughed. "What's wrong? Don't you want to know who I am and what business I have with you?"

Xiao Chen replied emotionlessly, "Nope. Please hand my friend over now. I can pretend as if nothing has happened."

"Outrageous!" The young man in the golden brocade raised his head to laugh. His gaze subsequently turned icy. "Do you have the right to talk to me that way right now? You may be able to walk in here today, but I fear you won't be able to walk out!"

The moment he finished speaking, an ominous glint flashed in his eyes. The key of the music that the two zither players were producing suddenly changed as well. It turned to the song "Ten-sided Ambush". Following a series of clanging sounds, the seven dancers unveiled swords in their hands. The glint of the blades was blinding.

Murong Xian'er turned pale. Xiao Chen said placidly, "What, you're planning to keep me here with just this group of people?" He sounded as serene as ever as if he didn't consider them worthy opponents at all.

"Take this!" one of the dancers bellowed as she abruptly lunged at him with her sword. The cold glint was striking, unveiling the entirety of her murderous aura. Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves, instantly unleashing his psychokinesis ability. At such a short distance, a mid-stage Foundation Building Realm cultivator was merely a nobody in his eyes.

It was as if a large, intangible hand had appeared midair, grabbing hold of the dancer and locking her there. Her thin clothes couldn't hide her nether regions. She looked pained. Xiao Chen shoved her with his palm and sent her flying.

"Clang! Clang!" The two zithers sounds reverberated. The two zither players abruptly pulled out their swords from under their zithers and stabbed Xiao Chen's back.

Xiao Chen scoffed and once again flicked his sleeves. It was as if the two zither players had sunk into mud, with their movements becoming slower and slower until it became nearly impossible for them to walk. The point of the swords finally stopped when they were an inch away from Xiao Chen's back.

When he pinched his five fingers, a clanging sound shattered the air as the swords in the zither players' hands broke into seven or eight pieces. Blood sprayed from their mouth at the same time as if they had suffered great pressure. They were thrown backwards.

"Just tell me who you are."

The eyes of the young man in the gold brocade turned cold. He said solemnly, "I'm Zuoqiu Ze! I'm here on someone's request to take your life!" He rose to his feet and lunged at Xiao Chen like a white orb of light.

Explosive sounds reverberated as the two of them collided. Dust slowly fell from the roof beams. The entire House of Intoxicated Immortals shook as if it was about to collapse. Xiao Chen was rather alarmed. He never thought that his opponent would be a mid-stage Core Forming Realm cultivator.

Similarly, Zuoqiu Ze didn't expect Xiao Chen to be as powerful as rumored. The later looked like an early-stage Foundation Building Realm cultivator but in fact, possessed the strength of a mid-stage Core Forming Realm cultivator. He stopped underestimating Xiao Chen. The air suddenly went out of focus as a talisman seal materialized in his hand out of the blue. He threw it at Xiao Chen with force.

Xiao Chen was alarmed. He could sense the terrifying force imbued in that talisman seal. The seal was the product of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and its actual power was unimaginable. Unleashing his Immortal-override Steps, he ran away. A muffled explosion resounded and sawdust instantly flew across the room. Everything around the spot where he stood earlier had been reduced into fine powder.

Deep inside, Xiao Chen began to feel fear. The rumor that there was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in the Zuoqiu family was true. But before he could ponder about it, a formidable breath appeared in the corridor outside the room. He understood that he alone was incapable of rescuing Gui Xian today. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Murong Xian'er. The moment he unveiled his Phoenix's Wings, he fled the room from the window.

With the flicker of a silhouette, a cyan-robed middle-aged man suddenly appeared inside the room. Frowning, he said solemnly, "Young Ze, what are you doing?! The House Master has ordered us not to use force within these few days!"

Zuoqiu Ze chuckled. "If we capture that man today, Ling Ruoxu will surely owe our family a huge favor. This is an excellent deal. Well, I'm off to catch him. Rest assured, Second Uncle." With that said, he transformed into a sword radiance and disappeared from the room.

Xiao Chen heard the conversation loud and clear. So it was the Ling family again. No wonder Ling Jingshan said someone was going to deal with him before fleeing. Was Ling Jingshan referring to the Zuoqiu family?

While he mulled over the matter, his feet had already carried him several hundred feet away from the building. The cultivators in the city were all dumbstruck to see him flitting past. When they saw that the Young Master of the Zuoqiu family was chasing after him, they began discussing and gossiping about it.

When Xiao Chen was about one hundred feet away from the north city gate, Zuoqiu Ze yelled, "Stop him! I promise a generous reward!"

Dozens of Zuoqiu family's disciples immediately unsheathed their flying swords to stop Xiao Chen when they saw him flying in their direction. Xiao Chen carried Murong Xian'er with one hand and waved with great force with the other, sending a formidable force downward. The force instantly sent the disciples who tried to stop him flying.

By the time they made out of the north city gate, forty to fifty Zuoqiu family's disciples were chasing after them. Xiao Chen started flying at his top speed. The pair of Phoenix's Wings was a gift from Liu Fenghuang. Its speed was determined by his cultivation. When he had flown nearly 25 kilometers, he suddenly sensed a great True Energy fluctuation behind him. It was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!

Out of the blue, a massive shadow appeared on the ground as a gigantic sword covered part of the sun. Dark fog swirled around the blade. It suddenly lunged for Xiao Chen's back, nearly ripping apart the void as it did. Its powerful momentum instantly enveloped everything around him. Under this attack, everything was reduced into nothingness.

This great force also made it nearly impossible for Xiao Chen to move. Right then, the blaze of the Phoenix's Wings on his back suddenly flared up. In a split second, the wings carried him more than 3 hundred meters away.

The sword descended alongside the rumbling of thunder as if it was about to hack heaven and earth. The ground all around cracked, sending dirt flying everywhere. The sword created a gorge on the ground that was several hundred feet long. In the distance, a hill was also flattened by this force.

Zuoqiu Ze narrowed his eyes. "Interesting, to think he managed to escape my Dark Soul Carnage." He stared fixedly at the Phoenix's Wings on Xiao Chen's back as he spoke. He vowed to steal that mystical flying equipment no matter the cost.

He was currently wielding a sword with dark fog swirling around it. It was the magic treasure that his great-grandfather, Zuoqiu Ming, forged: Dark Soul Sword. The reason it could unleash the power of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator was that Zuoqiu Ming had imbued a fair amount of magic power in it.

"I'd love to see how many times your magic treasure can help you escape! I need to see if it's worth the effort of stealing it!" With a bellow from him, the Dark Soul Sword in his hand emitted the cry of an animal and once again flew into the sky. It became larger and larger until the existing force all around surged and gale whizzed nonstop.

Xiao Chen's figure blurred. In an instant, he transformed into a drawn-out light that flew forward. Right then, his opponent possessed a magic treasure imbued with magic power at the Nascent Soul Realm level. It didn't matter what he did; he was no match for Zuoqiu Ze.

The two of them flew at a tremendous pace and were hundreds of miles away from the city in barely any time at all. Each time Zuoqiu Ze's Dark Soul Sword soared into the sky, Xiao Chen would end up escaping. This annoyed him immensely. He was, after all, a mid-stage Core Forming Realm cultivator who was also using a magic treasure that his great-grandfather gifted him. Yet, this time, he was unable to capture a mere Foundation Building Realm cultivator. If this became known, it would become the greatest joke in the world. He became determined to kill Xiao Chen.

Previously, he had simply received news from the Ling family. He had planned on buying the favor of the House Master of the Ling family, Ling Ruoxu, with this matter. More importantly, Xiao Chen had gained quite a reputation recently. He wanted to kill Xiao Chen and get famous.

Even though Zuoqiu Ze became a level four Core Forming Realm cultivator at a young age, the Zuoqiu clan was so large that he never enjoyed an important position in it. If not for his great-grandfather being a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, he would likely descend into complete obscurity in the clan. It upset him greatly that a nobody could gain such great reputation while a Young Master from the Zuoqiu family like him remained virtually unknown.

After seeing the pair of Phoenix's Wings on Xiao Chen's back and his eccentric cultivation methods, Zuoqiu Ze's murderous intent deepened even further.

Chapter end