Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 1042: Chapter 30 Nivara_2

In front, the blazing fire creature suddenly spewed out a massive mud pillar.

The center of the mud pillar was indiscernible, whether it was a tentacle or something else, but it was wrapped in a dripping, viscous mud-like substance that made people completely avoid any contact.

Although An Zhisu wasn’t squeamish, she still kept her distance from such filth, swiftly performing the Cloud-Parting Eight Trigrams Step, flashing like lightning inside the room, avoiding all the splashing muddy water.

Xu Yinglian, on the other hand, exhaled fire through her mouth and nose, unleashing the Great Bright Fire, forming a wide barrier around her, incinerating the mud until it completely vaporized.

Although the two faced it effortlessly, seeing the mud corroding large and small pits on the stone floor, they immediately realized that this stuff had a highly toxic effect on the flesh, not even allowing a single splatter on their clothing.

An Zhisu wanted to attack again, but Xu Yinglian directly stopped her:

“Retreat first.”

“I can still fight!” An Zhisu said earnestly.

“You can fight.” Xu Yinglian said coldly, “But do your attacks have any effect on it?”

An Zhisu focused her gaze and saw that the flames had gradually extinguished, and the hole penetrated by the Flying Sword was rapidly healing.

Even more troubling, this was clearly not caused by any spell but was the creature’s own bloodline supernatural power.

This swordsmanship was useless, and Daoist Magic was ineffective. An Zhisu thought carefully and seemed to have no other tricks.

“Senior.” Xu Yinglian and An Zhisu quickly retreated backward, trying to lure the monster away from the prison door, and asked in their hearts, “Is there a good way to deal with this Nidhel?”

“Seal it.” Feng Lan replied, “Seal up these Nidhel and dump them somewhere unattended.”

Xu Yinglian immediately thought of how ancient humans (especially the Buddhist Sect) dealt with the Heavenly Demons by building a “Demon Subjugation Hall” in a remote place, sealing all captured Heavenly Demons inside, ignoring them afterward.

So, even in the era of numerous powerful figures, was there no better method for dealing with the undying and immortal Heavenly Demons?

Her expression darkened, and she quickly formed a Daoist Formula in her hand, casting the authentic spell of Kunlun.

Supreme Jasper Spiritual Talisman!

When the Spirit Talisman emerged, the mud creature indeed slowed its movements, and the two took the chance to perform Sword Control, quickly escaping from the dungeon from behind it.

Outside the dungeon was a dark, damp corridor, with water constantly seeping down from the ceiling, and faint moans and howls seemed to come from the surrounding cells.

An Zhisu listened with annoyance and asked Xu Yinglian:

“Is there no direct means to suppress that monster?”

“None.” Xu Yinglian replied.

Most races in this world do not possess the undying and immortal traits of Heavenly Demons. Moreover, after Nuwa mended the heavens, the instances of Heavenly Demons descending to devour humans greatly diminished, leading to sealing techniques becoming lost like the Thunder Method, having no battlefield and thus gradually disappearing or being shelved.

Although the Supreme Jasper Spiritual Talisman has the power to seal and suppress, it ultimately belongs to spells, not a Magical Treasure. Once Xu Yinglian exhausts the True Yuan injected to activate it, it would naturally lose its effect.

“It cannot be killed, nor suppressed, what should we do? What can we do!” An Zhisu said irritably.

Xu Yinglian ignored her, thinking to herself that all said Shushan warriors were indeed reckless. Faced with such a tricky creature, what could I do?

Of course, Senior Sister An, with her refined appearance and frank nature, would be considered genuinely charming in the eyes of most men… not deceitful, just genuinely adorable, which was a normal attribute bonus.

But Xu Yinglian, firstly being a straightforward woman, didn’t favor these appearance bonuses; secondly, she was strictly brought up and well-mannered, disliking An Zhisu’s forthright manner, leaving a less favorable impression of her.

Even though An Zhisu spoke without much concern, she was born with an Innate Sword Heart, sensing that Elder Qiong Ying did not want to engage her, so she silently closed her mouth.

The two passed through the long corridor and finally returned to the surface.

Just as they stepped out, they saw the courtyard outside was filled with the same kind of mud creatures they previously dealt with – roughly counting, no less than thirty.

Even with An Zhisu’s bravery and fearlessness, and Xu Yinglian’s calm composure, they couldn’t help but feel their scalp tingling at the dire situation.

Looking at those Nidhel, their gazes had already shifted simultaneously towards them, allowing the two only enough time to utter “run” before they split and fled in two directions.

If they traveled together, with over thirty Nidhel chasing them, the situation would indeed be extremely dangerous.

But if they split, the pursuers would naturally divide into two as well, reducing the respective pressure significantly.

Outside dangers aside, it’s said that Chen Guanshui was in the dark room, listening to the shadow speak.

The other party was in no rush to bring up requests for help, patiently continuing to communicate with Chen Guanshui, trying to win his trust:

“Since our mutation, we could no longer see the light, as it would cause great burning and damage to the part of our soul that was once human.”

“Thus, some seniors used spells and divine abilities to create such a small dim space, allowing us to huddle and linger.

“Apart from us, some survivors of the Sect also found ways to protect themselves, which I’ll tell you about later.”

“In short, those who fully mutated into Heavenly Demons are not afraid of light and have inherited the demonic nature of consuming humans but have completely lost their Spiritual Wisdom.”

“Among these fellow cultivators, the most numerous and lowest-ranked are called ‘Nidhel,’ meaning ‘rotten ones,’ currently our greatest threat in hunting us.”

“Nidhel have two main traits: their form is indefinite, capable of entering through even a small gap… unless there’s a spatial separation, these Nidhel lack intelligence and cannot operate arrays, thus they pose no threat to our space, but we cannot leave, being trapped here.”

“Secondly, they are impervious to weapons and immune to water and fire…”

Hearing this, Chen Guanshui couldn’t help but say:

“Impervious to weapons and immune to water and fire, you might as well just say they’re undying and immortal! How are we supposed to deal with them?”

The room went silent for a moment before the shadow across asked in a puzzled voice:

“Undying and immortal, but isn’t that solved with the Sealing Skill?”

Is the Sealing Skill so easily handled? Chen Guanshui wanted to refute this statement but then thought if in the flourishing era of Daoist Magic, even the Thunder Method was everywhere, perhaps the Sealing Skill was nothing special too!

If he revealed the truth, it would surely lower the other party’s expectations, so Chen Guanshui sighed and said:

“So it seems, only the Sleeve Universe can be used.”

“Sleeve Universe?” The other party was initially surprised, then became overjoyed, “If fellow Daoist knows this secret technique, that would be best!”

“Once the Nidhel is sealed, using Sleeve Universe to toss it into a nearby subspace would naturally be a once-and-for-all situation!”

Chen Guanshui thought carefully, thinking if it were this easy, he could step in to help… though it depends on what terms they offer.

Noticing his silence, the shadow continued, hinting:

“We have all transformed into half-Heavenly Demon forms, without the ability to operate True Yuan, let alone invoke Daoist Magic or Flying Sword.”

“Thus, the many Daoist techniques and secret arts left by the Feather Courtyard are useless to us, so why not pass them on to you, fellow Daoist?”

“I see.” Chen Guanshui said casually, then suddenly asked, “After all these hundreds of thousands of years, have the original secret technique scrolls survived?”

The other party chuckled softly for a moment, then said:

“Of course not.”

Not having survived means they’ve been committed to memory.

Although this shadow claimed to be a low-level cultivator of the Feather Courtyard, they spoke so flawlessly, not giving Chen Guanshui any malicious intent.

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