Jiang Zhiyi suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person. His eyes were fierce as he said, "If Xiao Xian doesn't know what's good for him, then don't blame me for taking forceful measures."
Chong Siming looked at Jiang Zhiyi and felt like he did not know Jiang Zhiyi anymore. He instantly looked at him with admiration and said, "Zhiyi, you're so cool!"
Jiang Ming thought that Chong Siming was going to say something hurtful. He did not expect that Chong Siming would say this. He did not know what to say for a moment.
In front of him, Jing Miaoyi opened her folding fan. The pattern on the folding fan emitted a blood-red glow, and the thing inside seemed to be about to jump out.
Another blood-red pattern formed on her forehead, and it also emitted light.
Upon closer inspection, the pattern was of a bewitching flower. The petals seemed to be alive as they kept opening and closing.
"Retreat!"
Jing Miaoyi's eyes gradually returned to their original appearance, and nine snow-white tails appeared behind her.
The fog dispersed in an instant, and the palanquin in front of them began to tremble.
Jiang Ming was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Cough!
A couch in the palanquin rang out. It sounded hoarse.
Zhu Dage's heart trembled when he heard that. He could not help but say, "Is Xiao Xian that old? I feel like I'm going to die listening to his coughing."
"Less talk; more action."
Chong Siming felt that Zhu Dage was rude and patted the back of Zhu Dage's head.
Zhu Dage secretly smiled. He felt that Chong Siming was making a fuss over nothing, but he did not say anything.
Jiang Ming was still observing Jing Miaoyi's situation and did not notice the interaction between Zhu Dage and Chong Siming.
However, after the coughing sound from the palanquin, Jing Miaoyi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her entire body was on the verge of collapsing.
Jiang Ming was shocked.
A cough made her vomit blood? Could this be the state of a nine-tailed fox demon that had lived for tens of thousands of years?
Chong Siming and Jiang Zhiyi also noticed Jing Miaoyi's condition and rushed forward faster than the other.
"Miaoyi!"
"Miaoyi!"
Jiang Ming touched his ears.
They were really shouting louder than the last.
After Jiang Zhiyi and Chong Siming arrived at Jing Miaoyi's side, the ancient cough was heard again.
This time, Jiang Zhiyi and Chong Siming vomited blood like Jing Miaoyi.
Their blood was different from the blood Jing Miaoyi spat out. It was black blood, while the blood Jing Miaoyi spat out was red.
Not only that, but Jiang Zhiyi and Chong Siming seemed to be in a trance.
Zhu Dage was scared after seeing this. He whispered to Jiang Ming, "Ning Caichen, I think we should run. This immortal monster is powerful."
Jiang Ming glanced at Zhu Dage's cowardly behavior and pursed his lips. "You're so useless!"
With that, he walked out.
However, before he could get close to the palanquin, the palanquin suddenly retreated.
The more Jiang Ming walked, the more the palanquin retreated.
In the end, the palanquin disappeared.
"Huh?" Jiang Ming was confused and said with a look of surprise, "What's going on?"
As soon as the palanquin left, Jing Miaoyi and the others were in a much better state.
Jing Miaoyi and the others stared blankly at Jiang Ming when they saw that he had repelled the palanquin.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Jiang Ming was confused. He took a step back and asked, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"Xiao Xian's strength has increased quite a bit recently. When he coughed, I felt like my entire soul was about to be coughed out."
Jing Miaoyi did not answer Jiang Ming's question. Instead, she replied faintly.
Hearing Jing Miaoyi's words, Jiang Ming did not understand. He scratched his head and said, "Why did you suddenly say such a thing? I don't understand what you mean."
Jing Miaoyi looked at Jiang Ming with twinkling eyes. Her eyes were glued to Jiang Ming as if he were some kind of treasure.
Jiang Ming felt as if Jing Miaoyi wanted to eat him whole. He could not help but take a few steps back and stutter, "Don't look at me like that."
Jiang Zhiyi helped Jiang Ming out.
"Alright, alright. The most important thing now is to send them out."
He felt extremely regretful.
To be able to remain unaffected in front of Xiao Xian, and even scare Xiao Xian to this extent, was enough to show how terrifying this human's strength was.
Alas, now that this human was about to leave, they did not know when they would be able to see this human again.
However, he still had to respect this human's decision.
Chong Siming was reluctant to part with Jiang Ming.
A Siming Bird's characteristic was that if it stayed with people with more spiritual energy for a longer time, its spiritual energy would also increase.
However, Ning Caichen was not willing to accept Zhiyi and Miaoyi as his disciples, let alone him. He could only let this matter go.
Zhu Dage was glad that he did not run. He pressed his feet and went forward to congratulate Jiang Ming. "Lord Ning Caichen, your power is truly unparalleled."
The more he looked at Jiang Ming, the more he felt that Jiang Ming was like a pot of gold. He wanted to make him into a medicinal primer and eat him immediately.
"That's true."
Jing Miaoyi did not say anything else. She brought Jiang Ming and Zhu Dage to the exit of the mass grave.
In the dark, Xiao Xian secretly looked at Jiang Ming and Zhu Dage, licking his lips from time to time.
Just now, he was repelled by the aura of this human, but he was also tempted.
The fact that this human's aura was so strong meant that his cultivation was unfathomable.
If he were to consume this human, his cultivation level would increase by quite a bit.
Jiang Ming felt something sinister behind him as if something was staring at him.
He turned around and met a pair of eyes. He raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Xian did not expect that Jiang Ming would discover him. He was stunned.
Seeing Xiao Xian's dazed look, Jiang Ming felt that it was probably some stupid animal, so he did not go over to take a look.
Xiao Xian could not figure out why Jiang Ming didn't come over to take a look, but he shrugged it off.
"We'll meet again if fate allows it."
Jiang Ming glanced at Jing Miaoyi and the others, then followed Zhu Dage out.
When they were far away from Jing Miaoyi and the others, Zhu Dage asked curiously, "Ning Caichen, why didn't you agree to let Jing Miaoyi and the others become your disciples?"
If it were him, he would be overjoyed.
He felt that Ning Caichen was an idiot.
"I don't lack disciples," Jiang Ming said slowly, completely unmoved.
"Huh?"
Zhu Dage could not speak for a long time. He opened his mouth and finally said helplessly, "That nine-tailed fox immortal is a good tonic."
Jiang Ming glanced at Zhu Dage and said ambiguously, "You sure love thinking big, huh?"
Then, he rushed up.
It was almost nighttime, so he had to hurry.
Sikong Wuyuan was getting bored from waiting and was playing chess by himself.
Seeing that Jiang Ming had returned with an unfamiliar person, he could not help but ask, "Who is this?"
"This is Zhu Dage, a royal guard."
