Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 47: Young friend! What are you expecting?

Upon hearing Yin Lingsu's words, Dong Changfa's face turned deathly pale.

Even so, he gritted his teeth.

He removed the restriction on the storage bag and obediently handed the storage bag from his waist to Yin Lingsu.

Dong Changfa knew very well that if he did not follow the conditions that Yin Lingsu had just proposed, he would only face death.

If I obediently do as the other party says, I might still have a glimmer of hope.

After all... he is the core retainer of the Dong family, and he just invoked the name of the ancestor, so the other party should give the Dong family some face.

Moreover, judging from the other party's attitude, it didn't seem like they really wanted to kill me.

He might be seriously injured by this sword, but he shouldn't die.

Seeing that Dong Changfa was so sensible, Yin Lingsu smiled, took Dong Changfa's storage bag, and tossed it to Gu Ziyue.

Then Yin Lingsu hung the wine gourd on her waist and bent down to pick up a dry branch from the ground.

It was an ordinary pine branch, barely the thickness of a thumb and about three feet long, with a few withered yellow pine needles hanging from its branches.

Yin Lingsu held the branch in her hand and weighed it as if testing its weight.

Then she looked up at Dong Changfa, her tone as calm as before.

"I won't bully you. I'll use this tree branch as a sword. Whether you survive or not depends on your own fate."

"So...are you ready? Here I come~"

Dong Changfa gritted his teeth and activated all the defensive magic items on his body to the limit allowed by the rules of Heming Mountain.

He then swiftly waved his ink jade brush in front of him, creating thirteen ink-colored barriers. Each barrier was densely covered with reinforced runes, layer upon layer, making it as solid as a rock.

Yin Lingsu merely smiled dismissively at this.

Let alone Dong Changfa's defensive techniques, which were only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even though he exerted all his strength and used all his defensive methods as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Yin Lingsu still didn't take him seriously at all.

Yin Lingsu waved her hand casually, without any fancy movements or earth-shattering spectacle, and without even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

As soon as Yin Lingsu gently dropped the branch in her hand, a soft whistle suddenly echoed through the forest. Then, an extremely simple sword wind flew out from the end of the withered branch and rushed towards Dong Changfa's direction.

However, this seemingly ordinary sword strike sent chills down the spine of Dong Changfa on the other side.

The moment Yin Lingsu swung the branch away, Dong Changfa smelled the scent of death.

At that moment, he realized that if he struck with that sword, he might really die!

Yin Lingsu, that madwoman, had no intention of holding back; she was determined to kill him! To kill him, Yin Lingsu even used a killing move at the Nascent Soul level!

Even if doing this would force her to leave Heming Mountain by its rules, she would not hesitate!

Realizing the situation was dire, Dong Changfa decisively released all the suppression of his cultivation, unleashing the immense spiritual power of his Nascent Soul realm without reservation.

The spatial rules of Heming Mountain were instantly triggered, and a spatial rift tore open behind him, forcibly expelling this rule-breaking outsider.

Even though Dong Changfa acted so decisively, his reaction was still a beat too slow.

The invisible sword energy tore through him instantly, and all the defensive measures he had set up passed by his right shoulder.

Dong Changfa felt a chill on his right shoulder, followed by a sharp pain that seemed to tear his soul apart.

Dong Changfa's right arm was severed at the shoulder, the cut smooth as a mirror, and blood gushing out like a spring.

Almost at the same time, spatial teleportation was activated, and his figure disappeared from his original spot, being bounced by the power of the rules of Heming Mountain to a desolate mountain wilderness outside the secret realm.

Dong Changfa clutched his severed arm as he got up from the ground, his face ashen and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Still shaken, Dong Changfa looked back at the majestic Heming Mountain behind him, his eyes filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Phew, that was close...

I almost died inside.

Ah...no, I have to notify the boss and Zhou Cai immediately...

The Southern Wilderness Sword Demon, Yin Lingsu, is also at Heming Mountain! And that guy is the real savior Young Master has been waiting for! Everything was planned in advance by Young Master Dong Mo!

However, before he could even take out the communication jade tablet, an even stronger sense of crisis suddenly descended upon him.

Dong Changfa suddenly raised his head, his pupils dilating, and saw that the sword energy that Yin Lingsu had just slashed at him was now shooting straight towards him with the force of breaking mountains and unloading ridges.

Along with the chilling sword energy, came Yin Lingsu's lazy voice, tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Hehe... young friend, what are you expecting?"

So that's how it is! So that's how it is...

A bitter smile appeared on Dong Changfa's face.

Clearly, Yin Lingsu used the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator to accurately calculate the location where Dong Changfa would be teleported, so she deliberately chose the right angle to unleash that sword strike.

Yin Lingsu was well aware of the rules of Heming Mountain, and she also knew that Dong Changfa would choose to unleash his cultivation at the critical moment of life and death, and would be forcibly teleported out of Heming Mountain!

Therefore, from the very beginning, the sword she swung was not intended to kill him inside Heming Mountain!

Rather, it was to force him to trigger the teleportation, and then wait for him at the teleportation's endpoint.

So regardless of whether Dong Changfa ultimately chooses to break the rules of Heming Mountain and escape, Yin Lingsu's sword will inevitably leave him with nothing but bones!

Damn it... there's no way to avoid it! Locked down by that sword aura from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Dong Changfa, with his cultivation level, simply has no chance of escaping!

Upon realizing this, a resolute glint suddenly flashed in Dong Changfa's eyes.

Then his skull suddenly exploded, and a tiny Nascent Soul figure with the same appearance as Dong Changfa suddenly flew out from the blood mist, preparing to flee into the distance at high speed.

Clearly, Dong Changfa is willing to abandon his physical body and emulate the gecko by cutting off its tail to survive!

Hmph... As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood!

As long as his nascent soul can escape, he can always find a suitable body to possess and be reborn in the future.

Although one's cultivation level may decline and one's foundation may be damaged, it is still better than the complete annihilation of one's soul and spirit.

Just as Dong Changfa was thinking this, a dragon claw covered with golden scales suddenly shot out from the void and directly grasped his nascent soul in its palm.

Dong Changfa's nascent soul tried its best to break free, but was instead held tightly by the dragon claw and unable to move.

Dong Changfa looked up in alarm and met Yin Lingsu's pale golden vertical pupils.

Clearly, she was also ejected from Heming Mountain, and after being forcibly ejected by the rules of Heming Mountain, she found Dong Changfa as quickly as possible.

"S-senpai! You broke your promise!"

Dong Changfa's nascent soul let out a desperate scream, its voice like that of a dying crow.

"I clearly took a sword strike from you! You yourself said that you would let me go after I survived your attack!"

"How can a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator go back on their word?"

Yin Lingsu tilted her head and looked at the trembling Nascent Soul in her palm with an expression as if she were looking at an idiot.

"Hmph... Credit?"

"I am the esteemed Yinglong, and also the Sword Demon of the Southern Wilderness. As everyone knows, I never keep my word."

After saying that, Yin Lingsu tightened her dragon claws suddenly. With a shrill scream, Dong Changfa's nascent soul was crushed to pieces by Yin Lingsu's golden dragon claws, along with his natal magic weapon, the Judge's Pen!