Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks! Chapter 105 – Outside The Thousand–Mile Red Cliff

Looking down from the sky.

Thick smoke billowed from the bottom of the cliff, and the flames gradually devoured everything.

Su Xing took a glance at the smoke, then left with Huang Sheng.

After Su Xing and Huang Sheng had left, about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a black devilish cloud suddenly appeared above the cliff.

“Withdraw!”

As soon as he finished speaking.

The black demonic cloud began to gradually shrink inward. The billowing black gas was like a tide, and finally converged into the body of a black-robed figure.

This person's traveling attire was all black. It was clad in a black long robe, a black bamboo hat, and even his face was completely covered by a black mask.

The black figure directly fell into the bottom of the cliff that was burning in the raging flames. He seemed to be fearless of the flames.

Strangely enough, when the flames approached him, they were actually absorbed by the strange black aura on his body. He arrived at the bottom of the cliff without any obstacles.

Then, the demonic aura began to surge out of his body in an insane manner.

Not long after.

Thanks to the black aura, the burning flames were completely devoured.

“Eh? The aura of the demonic dragon has really disappeared.”

The black figure squatted down and picked up a handful of dust and placed it on the tip of his nose, smelling it, as if he was looking for something.

A dim light flashed in his eyes.

He could feel a trace of the demonic dragon's aura from the dust.

“Dragon Bone Powder!”

“Eh?”

Su Xing, who was high in the sky, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

“Senior Su, what's wrong? Did you leave something behind?”

In the path of cultivation, seniority was determined by strength.

After learning that Su Xing had single-handedly dealt with the bone dragon, Huang Sheng hurriedly changed the way he addressed him.

In his heart, there was no such thing as seniority; the one who had reached a higher cultivation level would be the eldest.

Since Su Xing was so powerful, it was only natural for him to address him as senior.

Su Xing shook his head helplessly.

Originally, they were of the same generation, but now that Huang Sheng was addressing him as senior, it really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

“It's all right! It's just a little ant!”

Little ants?

Huang Sheng was confused.

Su Xing's cultivation has reached such a stage?

Even from 10,000 metres up, he could detect the subtle movements of a tiny ant on the ground.

Hiss, hiss!

Sensory to the point of fine, I am afraid that even the mighty Yuanying could not have done it!

With his blue robe fluttering, standing with his hands behind his back, Su Xing seemed to be a peerless master of the air in Huang Sheng's eyes.

Not long after.

The two of them arrived just outside of Yellowstone town.

They had come here to find out the origin of the demonic qi. Now that the demon race's plan had been ruined, Su Xing naturally had no reason to stay here any longer.

After sending Huang Sheng to the town entrance, he cupped his fists and said.

“Chief Huang, I still have some important matters to attend to, so I won't go in. Let's meet again if we're fated.”

With that said, Su Xing rode the wind and rose high into the sky.

“Senior!”

Huang Sheng wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just waved his hand toward the sky.

“A round of good luck!”

Seeing Huang Sheng's conflicted expression, Su Xing smiled and then took out a package from his interspatial ring.

“You've contributed a lot to this matter. This little thing can be considered a gift!”

The moment the package was opened, Huang Sheng's face was filled with joy.

He looked up again.

The young man's figure had already disappeared into the clouds.

After leaving Yellowstone Town, Su Xing once again came to the cliff.

In the direction of the thousand-mile-long Red Cliff, the cliff was the only way through.

When he came to the cliff, the flames at the bottom of the cliff had already been extinguished, leaving only wisps of black smoke rising up.

Su Xing did not make any unnecessary moves. He only gave a faint glance before setting off again.

This journey was always a long one.

After a day and night of flying, Su Xing finally arrived at the destination of this trip.

Thousand Miles of Red Cliff, outer perimeter.

“The so-called barren land looks alight”

Originally, he thought that the barren land should be a place with few people and no birds. However, the scene before him did not seem to fit the situation.

On second thought, this was the periphery of the thousand-mile red cliff, and Su Xing was relieved.

Although the Red Cliff was known as a place of death, it was full of dangers, but there were also many opportunities.

It was said that someone brought out a rare ninth-grade red fire lotus from the depths of the Red Cliff.

This had caused a wave of treasure hunting in the Red Cliff.

Not only were some itinerant cultivators among those people, but even some sects had extended their hands to the Red Cliff.

Everyone had to obtain the Heavenly materials and Earthly treasures.

Even though they knew that it was full of danger and death, from time to time, there would still be people pouring into Red Cliff to search for treasures.

From afar, one could see a bunch of Green Inn flags.

“Desert Inn!”

There weren't many inns like this in the outer area of Red Cliff. At least, there was only one such inn within a radius of ten miles.

At this time, the entrance of the inn was already packed with people.

Su Xing did not approach rashly. Instead, he planned to observe the situation first.

“Motherf*cker, I have plenty of money. Quick, let me in first.”

“You talk as if everyone else doesn't have any money. Who cares about that bit of stinky money you have on you? If you want to really make a deal, then take out the medicinal pills.”

The cultivators who often came to Red Cliff knew that this Desert Inn had a strange rule. It could only accommodate 500 people a day. If there were more than 500 people, they were not allowed to receive them.

Which cultivator was not a person who defied the heavens and had changed their fate? Was there no one who came out to cause trouble?

The answer was yes!

There was once a Nascent Soul cultivator who relied on his high cultivation level to wait until the inn was full before forcibly staying there.

And since then, no one had seen any trace of him.

Some said that he was killed by the experts of the Desert Inn, and some said that he had entered the depths of the Thousand Miles Red Cliff and died there. There were many different theories passed down.

However, he had only disappeared because he had broken the rules of the inn. Therefore, many people believed that he had been killed by the experts of the Desert Inn.

From then on, no one dared to break the rules of the Desert Inn.

And now, everyone was gathered here, waiting for the entry quota to be determined.

Therefore, the first place became the most popular place, because no one knew whether the next person would have a place to stay or not.

Just as the crowd was quarreling, an arrogant voice came from the sky.

“A bottle of Clear Wind Pills, all second-grade pills.”

“Change the place to the front row.”

As soon as the voice fell.

A group of sect disciples dressed in gorgeous purple clothes landed in the crowd on swords.

There were three men and two women with the purple cloud symbol embroidered on the robes on their chests.

The sect disciple in the lead was called Purple Lightning. He was the strongest cultivator in the group.

Hearing that someone was willing to take out a second-grade medicinal pill in exchange for a place to stay, the eyes of the surrounding cultivators suddenly lit up.

“Is what you said true?”

Someone could not help but ask.

The sect disciple in the lead smiled, as if he looked down on these itinerant cultivators in front of him.

He raised the small white jade bottle in his hand and said loudly.

“Clear Wind Pill, suitable for cultivators below the Golden Core Realm. There are three Clear Wind Pills in a bottle of second grade here. Change us to a front row seat.”

“Is there anyone who wants to change?”

Gulp!

In the eyes of some sect disciples, second grade pills might be taken out through gritted teeth, but for itinerant cultivators who had no one to rely on, it was a rare precious resource.

This time, he took out three pills.

Hiss hiss!

Chapter end