Legend of the Transcendent

This was a Rogue Cultivator whose strength surpassed Mi Xiaojing's but fell short of Yong Ji's, possessing the cultivation level of early Foundation Establishment.

Rogue Cultivators are always on guard. The moment he saw Xiaojing, he recognized him as a disciple of the Heart Sect and was quite thrilled, thinking he could rob him. But then he saw Yong Ji and immediately abandoned the idea of robbery. Not only that, but he also put on a friendly smile.

Xiaojing found it amusing inside. This man was playing a game of changing faces. When he first landed, his eyes were filled with excitement and greed, like a starving ghost who had seen a plate of food. But in the blink of an eye, upon seeing Yong Ji, his face immediately broke into a smile as if he had seen an old friend.

"Hey, friend, what happened here? Why are so many people dead?"

Neither Xiaojing nor Yong Ji spoke; they just coldly watched him. Both had no fondness for Rogue Cultivators, especially after the actions of some during the recent sect war, which were truly detestable.

The man slowly backed away, still wearing a deceiving smile, but his hand was already on his storage bag, clearly ready to strike at any moment.

The two of them watched him as if watching a clown. Xiaojing even shook his head, a trace of inexplicable meaning in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man, which made the Rogue Cultivator even more vigilant. He kept retreating step by step, saying, "Heh, I won't disturb you then."

The scorn on Yong Ji's face grew thicker, his lips curling slightly in a look that said you don't know how close you are to death.

Xiaojing said indifferently, "Stop backing up, or you'll be unlucky." He couldn't help but give a warning.

Finally, the man could no longer maintain his smile, and his expression turned cold: "What do you want? You want to keep me here? Then let's see if you have the ability!"

Xiaojing replied, "No one wants to keep you. Are you feeling guilty like a thief?"

The man was extremely wary: "Humph, let me tell you, I have a powerful Gang Thunder in my hand. Once it explodes, we all die!"

Yong Ji said impatiently, "Get lost! Stop babbling and just go!"

Xiaojing said, "Idiot, look behind you!"

While retreating, the man said, "You want to trick me into looking back so you can attack, huh? Ah! What is this?" He stepped on a Poison Lotus behind him. 𝙛𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝓮𝒃𝓷𝓸𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Xiaojing was puzzled and asked, "Why didn't he believe what I said?"

Yong Ji replied indifferently, "Because he had ill intentions from the start, so he thought your words were also ill-intentioned."

The man stepped on the Poison Lotus, which even a high-level Elemental Infant Cultivator couldn't withstand, let alone him, a Cultivator at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Instantly, the Poison Lotus entered his body.

With no defense, the Poison Lotus invaded directly, and his leg began to rot upwards in an instant, the speed so fast that there was no time to react.

In a few breaths, the Poisonous Thread had reached his waist, and the man fell to the ground, howling, "You've set me up!"

Xiaojing sighed and said, "To tell you the truth, you wouldn't listen. You've dug your own grave."

Despair filled the man's eyes, and suddenly he slapped his storage bag, and a Magical Sword slashed towards them: "Then let's die together!"

Yong Ji sneered, and his spiritual sword flew out. With a clang, it shattered the opponent's Magical Sword. It was pitiful, really. Even with the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment, the man still wielded a Magical Sword, and not even a top-tier one, which was pulverized by a single strike from the Qianyang Sword.

Yong Ji couldn't be bothered to continue attacking. With a thought, the spiritual sword hovered in front of him, saying, "Die together? You wish!"

Xiaojing had wanted to save the man, but seeing how malicious he was, he immediately dismissed the thought. He now understood that in the Cultivation World, not everyone deserved to be saved. Those who should die had to be left to their fate.

The man watched as his body turned into a pool of blood. Cultivators have astonishing vitality; even with half his body gone and his Golden Elixir dissipated, he was still stubbornly clinging to life.

He had come hoping to pick up some easy gains, but instead, he was about to lose his life. He was truly unwilling, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that Xiaojing had been telling the truth all along.

He truly hated himself to the extreme. If Xiaojing had lied, he felt he might still have hope to live. It was precisely because Xiaojing had told the truth that he refused to believe it.

"I hate this!"

Finally, the man could no longer hold on and was completely digested by the Poison Lotus.

The Poison Lotus turned from purple-red to dark purple and even grew larger. Not only was the man's body dissolved, but even his clothes and storage bag were completely digested by the Poison Lotus.

Yong Ji said, "Don't move!"

Xiaojing sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the Poison Lotus intently. He was not unfamiliar with it; he still had four Poison Lotuses inside his own body.

Yong Ji was on high alert, his face extremely grim. He had a feeling that he couldn't dispel this Poison Lotus, nor could he avoid it. If he were to fly away with his sword, the wind generated would be enough to allow the Poison Lotus to catch up. That's why he warned Xiaojing not to move.

The Poison Lotus seemed light as a feather, ready to pounce at the slightest disturbance.

Yong Ji was very cautious, even nervous. He wasn't sure he could handle the Poison Lotus and could only hope it would drift away on its own. Xiaojing, however, was quite relaxed, simply observing the Poison Lotus.

The Poison Lotus floated slightly, and with each tremor, Yong Ji frowned. His spiritual sword floated beside him, ready to abandon his Qianyang Sword and entangle the Poison Lotus if it approached, allowing him and Xiaojing to escape.

But the Poison Lotus didn't drift away; it just floated up and down in place, making Yong Ji's eyelids twitch.

Xiaojing, however, was discussing with Wang Weijun.

"Old man, do you think I can take this Poison Lotus?"

The reason he dared not try was that the thing was too poisonous. The True Word Poison that Xiaojing had previously resolved was brought out by the Poisonous Thread, not a complete Poison Lotus. He feared he couldn't neutralize it and would end up injured by the Poison Lotus, which would be a bad deal.Wang Weijun spoke decisively, "I have no idea! I've never had much experience with things related to Evolutionary Immortality; you'll have to judge for yourself!"

Mi Xiaojing hesitated, truly wanting to give it a try. The previous Poison Lotus had formed inexplicably, and he couldn't find any basis for it; it had just appeared out of thin air.

He was unaware that within him lay the Evolutionary Sect's treasured Mantra Banner, which allowed him to neutralize the poison of the Poison Lotus and also replicate it. Although the replicated Poison Lotus was not as powerful as the genuine one, its might was still quite formidable.

It was the Poison Lotus that had helped him escape danger when he first encountered Chen Shouyi.

Thus, he was extremely interested in the Poison Lotus. Coming across a complete Poison Lotus, Mi Xiaojing truly did not want to give up. If he were to leave just like that, he would surely regret it.

Moreover, Mi Xiaojing felt that since he had a Poison Lotus within him, he should have a chance to subdue this one!