Hell Emperor

Chapter 146 Hua Xiaomei - Wolf Fang Plum Blossom Boots

The part covered by the light spots is Xia Wei's slender legs. There, the Nether Spirit Magical Weapon is condensing into shape.

The light gradually faded, and the true appearance of the Nether Spirit Magical Weapon also appeared in front of everyone.

It was a pair of exquisite long boots, the snow-white boots seemed to be woven from pure clouds, the boots were slender and straight, tightly fitting Xia Wei's well-proportioned and powerful calves, outlining an elegant curve, and dotted with elegant and delicate pink embroidery, like a lonely winter plum blossom blooming in the severe cold blizzard.

The bottom of the long boots was inlaid with sharp spikes like knives. They were arranged neatly, and each one exuded a golden and iron luster, like the sharp fangs in the mouth of a beast. Even if climbing a cliff, the spikes could perfectly penetrate into it.

Xia Wei took a few steps and felt that her steps were light. The stable and reliable spikes were in close contact with the ground, making her body more agile. Every time she landed, she was so firm and powerful.

Ye Jie looked curious: "It seems that the Nether Spirit Divine Art was successful... By the way, what magic weapon did Hua Xiaomei transform into?"

"Seventh-grade spiritual weapon, wolf tooth plum blossom boots." Xia Wei said with a feeling, "With these boots, my body movement can be improved by 30%."

"30% improvement in body movement is already a very good effect. It is equivalent to improving the body movement of the small success stage to the great success stage." Li Fei'e commented.

Ye Jie also showed an interested look: "I didn't expect that Hua Xiaomei's first transformation into a Nether Spirit magic weapon would have such a good effect. When her relationship with Xia Wei gets better, maybe the wolf tooth plum blossom boots can become a magic weapon at the immortal level."

Perhaps because of the backlash of the soul collapse, Xia Wei dispersed the power of the Nether Spirit Divine Art not long after, and the white boots turned into light spots and dissipated, and Hua Xiaomei's body shape returned to normal.

As soon as she recovered, Hua Xiaomei's body swayed, and she was about to fall to the side, but Ye Jie quickly supported her and prevented her from falling down.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?" Ye Jie asked with concern. The backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art was no joke.

Hua Xiaomei shook her head and came to her senses: "It's okay... just a little tired. After turning into a Nether Spirit magic weapon, I feel full of power, and the whole world has become more open. However, although the power is strong, it does not belong to me. It is more comfortable to return to the original form."

"It's good that there is no collapse. Don't be like me..." Ye Jie sighed.

Hua Xiaomei leaned against him and smiled suddenly: "If my soul collapses, I will have to trouble Brother Jie. A joint practice like the Golden Cotton Soul Nourishing Technique should be able to reverse the yin and yang poles, right?"

Aside, Xia Wei was still immersed in the power of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and turned to ask Li Fei'e: "Will the Nether Spirit Magical Treasures not repel each other? Can I turn Master and Sister Mei into Nether Spirit Magical Treasures together?"

Li Fei'e nodded: "The maximum number of Nether Spirit Magical Treasures will gradually increase as your understanding of the Nether Spirit Divine Art deepens. If you can cultivate the Nether Spirit Divine Art to the great success stage, not to mention two, even a hundred Nether Spirit Magical Treasures can be used at the same time. But the question is, can you really find so many souls that are in tune with your mind, willing to be driven by you, and endure the backlash of collapse?"

Compared with the realm of the technique, the souls that are in tune with each other are the biggest difficulty in the process of practicing.

The power of the Nether Spirit Magical Treasure is entirely based on the degree of tune between the two people. Once there is hesitation or concern, the power will drop sharply.

Li Fei'e reminded: "Some ghost magic weapons look very powerful on weekdays. Once they encounter a strong enemy, the souls that have turned into magic weapons are unwilling to bear the backlash of collapse, and finally become alienated from the practitioner, putting the practitioner himself in danger."

After a pause, she said: "So, choosing the soul that becomes the ghost magic weapon is the most important part. Like my companion spirit butterfly, she will never betray me and is willing to endure all the suffering for me, which can turn into the fourth-grade magic weapon Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword in my hand. From this point of view, you are very lucky. You haven't practiced for long, and you have found the person who is willing to sacrifice his life for you, even if he is covered with wounds. "

Following Li Fei'e's words, Xia Wei also looked at Ye Jie, her expression moved: "It seems Compared to the quantity of the Nether Spirit Magical Treasures, the quality is the most important. "

Ye Jie was still chatting with the people around him: "Speaking of which, why did I transform into a sword, but you transformed into a boot?"

Hua Xiaomei curled her lips: "I don't know, maybe my fate in this life is to be stepped on by others, right?"

Ye Jie thought: "Not entirely, the Nether Spirit Divine Art is amazing, even the same soul, in the hands of different practitioners, can be transformed into different Nether Spirit Magical Treasures..."

Halfway through, Ye Jie suddenly felt a weight on his instep, looked down, and saw Hua Xiaomei stepping on his instep, and couldn't help saying: "You stepped on me."

"I know." Hua Xiaomei nodded, "I did it on purpose."

"Why did you step on me?" Ye Jie was helpless.

"I've turned into a boot anyway, it would be a waste if I don't use it to step on people." Hua Xiaomei laughed, "Or, wait until I turn back into the Dark Spirit Magical Treasure and let Miss Xia Wei step on you..."

Ye Jie held his forehead: "Boots are for walking, not for stepping on people. And why don't you step on Nan Linghe?"

"Woo... don't step on me." Nan Linghe pouted and hid behind Xia Wei.

Seeing Nan Linghe and Xia Wei standing together, Ye Jie touched his chin again: "Speaking of which... Nan Linghe, do you want to try the power of the Nether Spirit Art? Let's see what Xiao Wei can transform you into. The magical weapon of the underworld.”

Hearing this, Nan Linghe's neck shrank and his head shook like a rattle: "I don't want to... turn my soul into a dead thing. The Nether Spirit Art is too terrifying, so I don't want to try it."

Ye Jie comforted her and said: "It's okay. There will be no pain in the operation of the Nether Spirit Magic Art. After becoming the Nether Spirit Magic Artifact, it can also greatly improve the perception ability according to the grade of the magic weapon. It is like breaking through to a new realm. Yes A rare experience.”

Nan Linghe pursed his lips, his eyes trembled, and there was a hint of pleading in his bright eyes.

Ye Jie also saw her fear, so he stopped trying to persuade her and changed his words: "But...since you don't want to, forget it. Unless you want to, I won't force you to do anything. Speaking of which, The Nether Spirit Art will cause the backlash of soul disintegration, so it’s better to use it sparingly.”

Nan Linghe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at Ye Jie, and when she looked at Xia Wei, she looked a little more apologetic: "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Xia Wei, I may not be able to be your ghost magic weapon. …”

"It's okay." Xia Wei replied softly, "Xiao Wei is very satisfied with the master turning into my sword and doesn't dare to ask for too much."

After some small talk, Shen Qingge stabilized his breath, summoned the ten-foot flying sword again, and said to everyone: "Without further delay, we will leave for Chang'an City now to completely resolve this matter!"

Everyone boarded the Feijian one after another. Meng Junyao was about to leave when she looked back at Ye Jie: "Destined one, won't you come?"

"The soul can move thousands of miles in an instant with the help of the power of the Shuchi Stone. I will arrive when you arrive in Chang'an." Ye Jie replied, "Besides, now that my soul has collapsed, I will take this opportunity to recover."

Hearing this, although Meng Junyao was reluctant to leave, she could only bid farewell to Ye Jie: "Okay then... I will go to Chang'an City to wait for you first."

Except for Yunzhu who stayed with Meng Junyao and was responsible for protecting her safety, the other maids also stayed.

"Ugh...why do you have to go to heaven again?" Nan Linghe puffed his mouth.

Hua Xiaomei shrugged: "There is no way. Now that Brother Jie is wanted by Guangwang Palace, even Tianxuan Palace can't stay any longer. As his family, we naturally have to bear the same burden. It is no longer safe in the Hades, but still Stay with Miss Xia Wei, she can protect us."

"Then... I'd better stay and use the Shuudi Stone to go to Chang'an City with Brother Jie." Nan Linghe suggested.

Hua Xiaomei said helplessly: "What's there to be afraid of in the sky? Those who are afraid of hands and feet cannot become strong. Besides, Brother Jie still has to recover his disintegrated soul. If you stay, I'm afraid you will cause trouble for him. ?”

Nan Linghe lowered his head in despair. She didn't want to cause trouble to Ye Jie, so it seemed she could only board the flying sword and endure the fear of the sky all the way.

Ye Jie saw her loss and comforted her: "Don't be afraid. As long as you can maintain a normal heart, all fears will be overcome."

"But... the sky is really scary." Nan Linghe muttered.

Ye Jie patted her shoulder and said with a smile: "Think about your name. You are a crane that soars high. How can a crane be afraid of the sky and hesitate? The last thing you should be afraid of is the sky. That’s right.”

Under Ye Jie's comfort, Nan Linghe's expression improved a lot. She gently hugged Ye Jie and remembered these words in her heart before boarding the Feijian with everyone.

"Master, when Xiaowei arrives in Chang'an City, you have to come as soon as possible." Xia Wei suppressed the reluctance in her heart and said goodbye to Ye Jie softly.

"I will." Ye Jie promised.

The flying sword soared into the sky, and Xia Wei could only watch Ye Jie's figure getting smaller and smaller, as if he had become a little ant on the ground, and finally completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xia Wei let out a long sigh and sat quietly alone. After leaving Ye Jie, she became depressed, taciturn, and her eyes lost their sparkle.

"What's wrong? You look worried." Li Feimo noticed Xia Wei's strangeness and joked.

"I thought that I was very powerful for being able to kill the judge beyond the ranks, but I didn't expect that in the end, I was so vulnerable. In front of the Monkey King, no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't hurt him at all... ...If it hadn’t been for Senior Sister He’s clever calculation, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to escape this time,” Xia Wei said sadly.

"A magical plan? Me?" Nan Linghe pointed at himself and blinked. He never imagined that one day he would be involved in a magical plan.

Xia Wei looked apologetic: "In the end, I realized that I was so weak that I couldn't protect anyone. It was my insistence on releasing the Monkey King that put everyone in danger and almost committed a crime." A mistake to be undone…”

Li Feimo raised his lips: "What are you talking about? Isn't it our joint decision to release the King of Demons? Don't take all the credit on yourself."

Hua Xiaomei also leaned over and said, "You are right. Brother Jie gave us the opportunity to object. It was our joint decision. Miss Xia Wei should not blame herself for this."

"you……"

Under the comfort of everyone, Xia Wei smiled. She clenched her fists tightly and said:

"Now the King of Demons has escaped from trouble. According to the prophecy, he will bring about a catastrophe. He was released by us. I can't sit back and ignore it. As long as the disaster in Nanzhan Buzhou comes to an end, I will Set off to Dongsheng Shenzhou to fight the Monkey King again."

After hearing Xia Wei's decision, everyone took a breath of air.

After just a brief fight, everyone deeply realized the fear of the Monkey King. It can be said that even if everyone's cultivation was ten or a hundred times stronger, they would be defeated by the Monkey King. There would be no other possibility.

But now, Xia Wei was not frightened by the Monkey King. Instead, she took on the responsibility of fighting the catastrophe and prepared to challenge the King of Monsters again.

Nan Linghe covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Xia Wei, Junior Sister, why are you going to die?"

"What do you mean by going to die? I'm serious." Xia Wei opened her eyes wide.

Hua Xiaomei looked embarrassed: "This matter... you'd better discuss it with Brother Jie. We can't persuade you. Only he can make you change your mind."

"Master... he will definitely support me."

Thinking of Ye Jie, Xia Wei's heart also rose with warmth. She knew that Master would always stand by her side. Master was her most trusted family.

Shen Qingge looked at Xia Wei deeply: "The King of All Monsters is invincible in the world and is qualified to challenge the strongest person in the world. If the Queen Mother Xuannu was here, she might be able to fight him. As for you, you are still too weak and are not his opponent at all. If you want to challenge him, you need to improve your realm and at least be ranked in the immortal class. Otherwise, you will just die in vain."

"I understand."

Xia Wei took a deep breath. She certainly understood how many obstacles she would face on this journey, but now that things have come to this point, she has no way to retreat.

Aside, Meng Junyao tilted her head: "Why do you want to challenge the Monkey King? Why do I feel that he is not a bad person?"

"You are a monster and cannot feel the sharp murderous intent on him. According to the prophecy, his appearance will bring a tragic catastrophe. If you want to resolve the catastrophe, you can only eliminate the source of the disaster..."

Shen Qingge suddenly stopped talking halfway.

Beside her, spiritual power suddenly surged wildly, and the whole flying sword began to shake as the air waves surged. Nan Linghe even exclaimed, not even daring to open his eyes.

As a member of the Immortal Sect, Shen Qingge was not unfamiliar with this breath. The surging spiritual power was a sign of a breakthrough.

Moreover, judging from the degree of mania of spiritual power, the breakthrough was not just a small realm, but only the rise of a large realm could bring such a strange phenomenon.

"Xia Wei... broke through to the fourth level of the Impermanence Realm."

Li Fei'e opened his mouth wide, with an unbelievable look on his face.

Xia Wei, who was full of sorrow just now, turned all the heavy pressure into the power of breakthrough in this short interval, and her realm rose to the level of the early fourth level.