Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 252 The Puppet Who Usurped the Nest

"Whatever you want to exchange it for, as long as I can afford it, I won't say a word!"

The first person to step forward was a young man, dressed in a black robe with gold-painted python patterns, holding a jade folding fan, with a face as beautiful as jade, and a dashing and debonair appearance.

Behind him, two burly men emerged, standing on either side of him, their fierce eyes glaring, looking extremely intimidating.

The tree they were hiding under wasn't very thick. If it were just the boy alone, he could easily hide behind it, but with two burly men added to the mix, it was impossible for him to hide without giving himself away. This could only mean that the boy had used a spatial artifact while hiding. Although spatial artifacts weren't uncommon in the cultivation world, a spatial artifact that could completely mask any fluctuations and leave no trace was absolutely priceless.

Ling Miao'an's expression turned serious. Looking at the boy who was slowly walking towards her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and all sorts of dark thoughts raced through her mind, making her pupils appear even darker.

"What if... I don't want to change?"

Ling Miao'an asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't want to..." The boy snapped his folding fan shut, resting the tip on his chin, a pure smile on his face. "If you don't want to, then I'll just have to take it by force!"

After saying that, he shrugged helplessly.

"Then let's all rely on our abilities!"

Ling Miao'an's eyes flickered as she thought of her trump card and made a decision very decisively.

If we really can't deal with this strange boy, then let him die. Besides, the powerful spatial artifact he possesses is exactly what I desperately need.

It's still uncertain who will steal whom!

Ling Miao'an gave the boy no time to react. With a clench of his right hand, the folding fan he was holding vanished, replaced by a longsword. He drew the sword, his body moving in tandem with the blade, his target aimed directly at the boy.

"Second Junior Brother, Junior Sister, you two deal with his two guards. Little Deer, protect yourself!"

Facing the incoming longsword, the young man remained unfazed: "Attack!"

After calmly issuing the order, he quickly put away his folding fan, turned around, and ran.

Ling Miao'an's sword was blocked by one of the big men with his fist. Both guards seemed to be body cultivators, with incredibly hard bodies, every part of them a weapon. They were unarmed, and their goal was very clear: first, they controlled the swords and knives in Ling Miao'an's hands, and then their hard fists followed.

The body cultivation branch in the cultivation world has gradually declined, and body cultivators are rarely seen traveling outside. Young people like Ling Miao'an have basically never encountered a body cultivator, let alone fought one. He was immediately overtaken, his sword technique was interrupted, and he became flustered in an instant.

Even Ling Miao'an was no exception.

The boy, who had retreated to a safe place like Bai Lu, opened his folding fan again and looked at the disheveled Ling Miao'an with a smile. His once innocent gaze had turned into a bloodthirsty one: "No one has ever dared to refuse me like you have. You have successfully caught my attention."

He used his jade fan to cover the cruel smirk at the corner of his mouth: "So I've decided to leave you with a complete corpse. What do you think?"

Ling Miao'an paused, and immediately took a punch to the abdomen.

"Brother Ling—"

Yu Qing panicked and immediately lost focus. She and Wang Zhuang were barely able to handle one of the big men, but her distraction gave the big man an opportunity. The big man showed no mercy and grabbed her neck with his hard right hand.

Wang Zhuang immediately panicked, and with a sudden turn of his sword, he slashed at the big man's arm, leaving a shallow mark.

"Senior Brother, think of something quickly!"

Struck again, Ling Miao'an spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashing fiercely as he looked at the boy in the distance: "Do you think you can kill us with just these two guys?"

He suddenly laughed, a laugh that made the boy uneasy.

Ling Miao'an raised the sword in his hand to his eyes and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on the sword, as if coated with a layer of high gloss, and the silver sword suddenly shone.

"Awaken, my... darling!"

The next moment, a wisp of light slowly drifted from the silver sword, gathering on the ground to form a somewhat illusory figure. It was a cold-faced woman who stung the eyes at first glance. She wore a tight leather outfit with a deep V-neck that revealed her voluptuous figure. She was a complete beauty, and her cold face inexplicably aroused a desire to conquer in those who saw her.

Upon seeing the woman appear, Yu Liu was somewhat disappointed; this wasn't the opportunity she had been waiting for. She could only hope that the strange young man would force Ling Miao'an to reveal more of his trump cards.

Otherwise, all that excitement would have been for nothing.

The moment the woman who emerged from the sword appeared, everyone was stunned. Aside from her strange attire, what surprised people even more was her state and her identity.

“Brother Ling—” Yu Qing was a little sad. She never expected that there would be such a woman by Ling Miao’an’s side. She didn’t even know when the other woman had appeared by Ling Miao’an’s side. Ling Miao’an was actually on guard against her, which was hard for her to accept.

"Sword Spirit!!!"

Aside from Yu Qing, whose focus was somewhat odd, everyone else looked shocked. This was because the woman's illusory form resembled a sword spirit, and only divine artifacts possessed sword spirits!

The boy's bloodthirsty gaze turned to greed as it fell on the sword. He had never expected such a surprise to await him—a divine weapon! Wasn't it this divine weapon that he had risked his life for here? He never imagined that such a huge advantage would be delivered to his doorstep before the struggle even began!

"Snatch that sword from me!!" he ordered coldly, and the two burly men who had been stunned immediately rushed towards Ling Miao'an!

Ling Miao'an coldly curled the corners of her lips and said to the woman with a cold face, "Baby, go and take care of them!"

His tone was incredibly confident!

Upon hearing the order, the woman in the tight leather outfit raised her right leg towards the charging burly men and swept it horizontally. The two men, who had been so imposing just moments before, were sent flying backwards as if hit by a train, their bodies immediately caved in, spitting blood.

The boy was horrified, never expecting the artifact to be so powerful. All thoughts of greed vanished from his mind, and only one word remained in his head—run!

The sword spirit calmly withdrew its leg, glanced at Ling Miao'an with a hint of longing, and then transformed into a ball of silver light and disappeared.

"The summoning time is still a bit short, but it's enough!!"

Ling Miao'an made a hand seal, and the bright, disappearing silver longsword was directed by him to pierce straight into the back of the fleeing boy like a sharp arrow.

"Uh—" The boy looked at the sword tip emerging from his heart and suddenly laughed maniacally. He clenched his right fist, as if something was shattering in his palm.

The next instant, an immense pressure swept outwards from him, unmatched in its power.