Chapter 37: Ambush

As Han Ming was forced into battle, Sun Lingtong, with a single step that pierced through space, had already landed within the medicine storage room.

"Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill!"

"Foundation Establishment Pill!"

"Soul Restoration Pill!"

"Primal Essence Pill!"

"Hehe hehe..."

Sun Lingtong waved her chubby little hands. On her lotus root-like forearms, she wore a bracelet.

The bracelet emitted light.

This storage artifact was incredibly powerful. Wherever its radiance touched, the pills vanished on the spot.

Outside, sword light crisscrossed, and ghostly figures danced.

Han Ming's face was ashen as she found herself unable to shake off her enemy.

This stalemate was precisely what she had desperately sought to avoid.

She suddenly snorted coldly and unleashed her demonic art, the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Technique!

The sword cultivator's movements inevitably faltered slightly.

But at the same time, a flying sword shot forth like lightning, aimed directly at Han Ming's heart.

Han Ming neither dodged nor evaded. With all her might, she flung a flying shuttle from her sleeve.

The shuttle was only a foot long, ashen gray like stone, and covered in barbs, its design bizarre. Seemingly slow but actually swift, it struck the sword cultivator's body.

Simultaneously, Han Ming was pierced through the heart by the flying sword.

Seemingly a mutual injury, Han Ming revealed a triumphant, sinister smile.

Her cultivation talent was called Yin Corpse Qi, making her suitable for both soul and corpse cultivation techniques. She had joined the Soul Devouring Sect, primarily cultivating the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Technique, while secretly also practicing a corpse cultivation art – the Immortal Corpse Transformation Grand Art.

She had successfully transformed her five vital organs into a corpse state, eliminating her conventional mortal weaknesses.

Even if her corpse heart was pierced, it would be of no consequence.

Her opponent, however, was a different story.

Han Ming's flying shuttle was no ordinary weapon; it was a magical implement perfectly suited to the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Technique – the Soul-Snatching Shuttle!

Upon striking the sword cultivator's body, it generated a powerful suction force, forcefully extracting a portion of his soul.

The sword cultivator's face paled instantly, his body trembled violently, suffering a grievous injury in an instant.

"Even if you are at the peak of Foundation Establishment, you are still just a rogue cultivator. How can you contend against a major demonic sect like mine?" Han Ming sneered cruelly. "Die!"

But in the next moment, the sword cultivator suddenly tossed out a talisman – a Space Escape Talisman.

Instantly, the talisman unleashed spatial fluctuations, teleporting the sword cultivator away, vanishing from the spot.

Han Ming snorted coldly. Failing to kill her enemy did nothing to quell the malice in her heart.

She was about to rush toward the medicine storage room when she received a voice transmission.

It turned out that Sun Lingtong had already swept the medicine storage room clean and escaped with ease.

Sun Lingtong transmitted to her, "I have the items! Let's go!"

Han Ming, however, couldn't suppress the boiling killing intent within her. "Hehe, to abandon such a good opportunity would be a waste, wouldn't it?"

She targeted the alchemy room, charging towards it.

She harbored a great deal of animosity towards Sun Lie.

Previously, in order to obtain the Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill, she had engaged in a fierce battle, only to come away empty-handed. She had been wanted by Fire Persimmon Immortal City and had spent over a year evading capture. During this time, she had probed and attacked numerous times, but to no avail.

*Bang!*

Han Ming shattered the door, charging towards Sun Lie.

Sun Lie had long heard the commotion outside, but unfortunately, the alchemy had already begun, making it impossible for him to disengage.

"It's you!" Seeing Han Ming, Sun Lie could only spare some strength, standing firm in place and desperately resisting.

He could only exert less than forty percent of his combat power, making him no match for Han Ming. He was quickly struck down.

*Bang.*

Sun Lie flew backward, crashing into the wall, blood gushing from his seven orifices, collapsing to the ground.

"Die!" Han Ming shrieked, ecstatic.

Her five fingers were sharp, the fingertips wrapped in a ghastly, ashen gray Yin Qi, reaching viciously towards Sun Lie's crown.

*Boom!*

In the next moment, the Purple Sun Furnace burst open, and a bolt of lightning shot forth.

This was completely unexpected by Han Ming.

She had not anticipated that the pills being refined in the furnace were not ordinary, but a genius youth!

Meng Chong had heard the commotion within the furnace and realized that Purple Sun Manor was under attack. He had been attacked by assassins not long ago, and this time, he had secretly left the City Lord's Mansion, coming to Purple Sun Manor with considerable vigilance.

He immediately shouted, contacting Sun Lie, wanting to leave the furnace and join the battle.

Sun Lie, however, stopped him: "Once alchemy begins, it cannot be stopped. Meng Chong, you are already in the process of leaking magical power. Once you leave the furnace, without sufficient medicinal nourishment and external pressure, your essence, energy, and spirit will all leak out simultaneously. At that time, not only will your cultivation be lost, but your physical foundation will also be exhausted. You will become a cripple, worse than death!"

Only then did Meng Chong realize the seriousness of the problem, becoming hesitant for a moment.

When he heard clearer commotion, heard Sun Lie coughing blood, and Han Ming shrieking about sending Sun Lie to his death, he could no longer endure it.

His blood rushed to his head, and his celestial talent, Rampaging Thunder, was subconsciously activated.

*Crackle crackle!*

Instantly, countless electric arcs crackled around him.

Meng Chong's eyes widened in fury, and with a resolute heart, he directly smashed through the furnace door, charging out like a tiger released from its cage.

Fast, too fast!

Han Ming turned her head, as if seeing a roaring thunder tiger lunging towards her.

Meng Chong was only at the Qi Refining stage, and had even lost a lot of power, only at Qi Refining level three. Han Ming, on the other hand, was a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Sensing Meng Chong's aura, coupled with the fact that Sun Lie, this enemy, was right in front of her, Han Ming became ruthless for a moment, simply continuing her attack on Sun Lie, intending to rely on her own defense to withstand Meng Chong's attack.

*Boom!*

In the next moment, blinding lightning struck Han Ming's back hard.

Han Ming's full-force Yin Soul power was destroyed in a crushing manner. The most yang and most upright thunder power surged into her body, rampaging and wreaking havoc.

In just a breath, Han Ming's corpse-transformed five vital organs were all damaged!

Han Ming spat out a mouthful of ashen gray cold blood, and her attack on Sun Lie crumbled.

Her rich combat experience made her instantly understand the perilous situation. No longer caring about taking her enemy's life, she sacrificed a Space Escape Talisman, instantly teleporting away.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Meng Chong roared.

Han Ming carried his thunder power on her body, giving him a strong sense of her location.

Moreover, the Space Escape Talisman that Han Ming had just used was not of high quality, only able to teleport her randomly, at most within a six-mile radius.

This was completely within Meng Chong's sensory range.

However, just as Meng Chong was about to give chase, he heard Sun Lie stop him: "Don't bother chasing!"

Meng Chong was stunned, then immediately realized that saving Sun Lie was the most important thing.

He hurriedly ran to Sun Lie's side, but was somewhat at a loss.

He was skilled in combat, but saving people was a completely different matter.

Han Ming, severely injured, forced herself to regulate her breathing, using the teleportation to escape the battlefield.

Sun Lingtong had retreated the earliest.

Ning Zhuo had covered the rear, directly abandoning some of his mechanical creations, leaving easily.

As for the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had proactively sought him out, he had become a corpse hanging from the Soul-Fishing Whip.

The three of them met up halfway as agreed.

Han Ming glanced at the corpse hanging on the Soul-Fishing Whip, as well as the young man who didn't have a single sign of battle on him, feeling a chill in her heart.

At this moment, she was shrouded in Yin Qi, her aura powerful. Where was the weakness of someone who had just suffered a grievous injury?

Han Ming said coldly: "Let's part ways here. Give me the Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pill, and I also want one-third of the other pills."

Ning Zhuo immediately frowned: "One-third? My contribution is much greater than yours."

Han Ming sneered, immediately retorting: "But it was all thanks to me for severely injuring Sun Lie and holding off Meng Chong!"

"Especially Meng Chong, only at the paltry Qi Refining third level, yet he has such combat power. Truly a genius with top-grade celestial talent! Could your mechanical creations have stopped him?"

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly, remaining silent.

"Don't argue, we were very successful this time, let's all be happy." Sun Lingtong giggled, tossing Han Ming a medicine bottle, "The Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pills are all inside."

Han Ming immediately pulled open the stopper, preparing to check, when a cloud of black mist spewed out, striking her face directly.

In an instant, Han Ming's aura vanished, her soul was sealed, and she almost fell to the ground on the spot.

She was incredulous, filled with shock and anger: "Sun Lingtong, you plotted against me!"

*Pfft pfft pfft.*

In the next moment, three silent Soul-Fishing Whips silently ambushed, piercing through Han Ming's body, then coiling around her like pythons, binding her tightly.

Ning Zhuo's voice came eerily: "Two people dividing is always better than three, right?"