My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1323 - 1240: Daring to Advance and Retreat Together with You (Part 3)

What?

The monks and Daoists and the many Cultivators following behind Qin Liuxi all looked at each other, a bit at a loss. From the way this sounded, he’d been waiting for them?

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Qin Liuxi. What was going on?

"You want all the Cultivators under heaven—what’s your goal?" Qin Liuxi’s face was expressionless, her gaze indifferent, the hand hidden in her sleeve quietly moving.

Si Luo smiled and said, "What else could it be? I’ve told you before: Spiritual Energy in this world is scarce. For me to become a god, the conditions are far too harsh. But when I decide to do something, I will see it done. No conditions? Then I’ll create them. Spiritual Energy is scarce, so I’ll take the Spirit Veins, set up a Spirit Nourishing Array. And then there are you Cultivators—your Spiritual Power is the finest nourishment there is. Heaven knows I’ve waited far too long, and I finally waited until you brought everyone to me."

Qin Liuxi stiffened, her eyes turning razor sharp as she stared at him. "You want us to fill the formation, to become the nourishment of your grand array, to become your Heavenly Ascension Stone."

The people behind her, more or less, all had cultivation on them, and not only Spiritual Power, but also Merit and Faith. Tell me, in all the world, who could be more suited to nourish a formation than them?

Pa, pa, pa.

Si Luo clapped his hands, smiling. "You really are the little thing that suits my taste best. You always see through it in one go. What am I to do, I can’t even bear to kill you now."

Qin Liuxi let out a breathy, angry laugh. "So, all that was missing for your grand plan was the east wind, and that gust of east wind you were short of—was me."

Truly, such fine calculation.

If Heaven had deemed her the savior, that ray of light, then naturally countless followers of the Righteous Path would gather around her. He wanted that Spiritual Power imbued with Merit and Faith; if she came, she would naturally bring them along.

The timing he’d waited for was never some opportunity bestowed by Heaven—it was her.

She was his stumbling block, but would likewise become his opportunity, his Heavenly Ascension Stones.

Look, hadn’t she just brought these people right into the formation for him? She’d even helped him "forge" a Human Emperor and a Demon Emperor in their prime.

Si Luo was extremely excited. "Yes indeed, I really have to thank you for this gust of east wind—it blew at just the right time."

"Thank me? Then go to hell." Qin Liuxi forcibly tamped down her fury and said, "And what about Qi Qian? He’s just a mortal, he shouldn’t be here at all."

"A mortal? How could the Human Emperor of the Human World be just a mortal? You destroyed my Divine Body, so I could only use the Dragon Blood and flesh of the Ziwei Emperor Star to rebuild one." Si Luo laughed. "To use the Human Emperor as a sacrifice to Heaven—my sincerity is more than enough. And then there’s your Demon Emperor. Those enlightened demon beasts, using their essence as sacrifices to Heaven—isn’t that far better than ordinary offerings?"

As soon as he finished speaking, at their left rear, quite a few who had revealed their demon forms fell to the ground, among them members of the Hu Xian and other clans.

Feng Xiu’s eyes instantly demonized, his voice cold as ice. "You eat such a mixed mess, I’m amazed your guts don’t rot you to death, you old dog."

His words had not even finished when his whole body demonized and returned to his true form—a fire-red Nine-tailed Demon Fox. With a sweep of his tails, his demonic power turned into Wind Blades that slashed toward Si Luo.

Si Luo snorted. "Overestimating yourself."

He raised his hand; that hand actually transformed into a Buddha palm and slapped down toward Feng Xiu.

Fan Kong’s pupils shrank; a Dharma image surged up from his body, and he swung his Magic Wand toward the Buddha palm, chanting, "Amitabha Buddha. Si Luo, put down the butcher’s knife and attain Buddhahood on the spot."

Si Luo’s hand paused slightly, yet still passed through the Magic Wand and slapped Feng Xiu flying as he said, "Little Monk, when Laozi was a Monk reciting scriptures, you didn’t even know in which lifetime you were still a worldly layman. Meddlesome."

His eyes swept across them and he let out a cold chuckle. "Good, good, so many bullying so few, is that it? Then I won’t be polite."

He suddenly flung his hand, and from underground countless White Bone People burst forth, attacking everyone.

Si Luo himself intercepted Feng Xiu, who had been slapped flying yet was still trying to rescue Qi Qian, and said, "Still trying to ruin my plans? Then I’ll use you as the first offering to Heaven."

"Your opponent is me." Qin Liuxi flashed out from who knows where, the Mieluo Sword in her hand. The sword light flared brilliantly as she slashed toward him.

Mighty Divine Power, slaying evil and shaking off malevolent spirits.

The sword light was like lightning as it cleaved toward Si Luo. His expression tightened slightly; although he dodged, the residual force still sent a jolt of agony through his Divine Soul.

"If you keep fighting like that, you won’t be able to hurt me, but they, on the other hand, hehe..." Si Luo pointed downward.

Qin Liuxi looked down and saw talismans flying in chaos, Magic Artifacts flashing with golden light, her ears filled with jumbled spells and skills. Those White Bone People surged out in an endless stream, attacking relentlessly.

They emerged from underground one after another, throwing themselves forward, while on the Cultivators’ side, the more they used their Spiritual Power, the faster that Spiritual Power dispersed.

The Spiritual Energy inside the grand formation grew ever more abundant, and in the sky above, the winds and clouds were roiling violently.

Si Luo smiled viciously. "Five thousand years ago, the Buddhist and Taoist sects emptied their nests to drag me down from the altar and imprison me in the Nine Netherworld. Now, I’m merely paying back hatred with hatred, using people of your Buddhist and Taoist sects to pave my road to Heaven. That’s quite fair, isn’t it?"

"Villains die from talking too much. How many times do I have to teach you before you get it?" Qin Liuxi’s figure flickered, the Mieluo Sword leaving her hand. Guided by her mind, it thrust straight toward him.