Supreme Emperor of Mist

Chapter 272: Die, Together

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"Now!" Qian Lang signaled as all of them tossed a stack of grasses on fire. The moment the knotted up grass fell into the Flame Spitting Scorpion's nest, it created a smell that the spiritual beast hated the most.

If this trick were to be used on a pair of normal Flame Spitting Scorpions, their method to force the two spiritual beasts out from the nest would definitely be successful. But unfortunately for them, the eggs the female scorpion laid causes the two to protect their eggs instead of running.

Still, the trick was successful as they managed to get to the disciple's side and check if everyone were still alive.

"Blink your eyes if you're still with me." Qian Shou and the other three quickly checked the kidnapped disciple's pulse to determine if they were alive or dead. And naturally, Qian Shou's target would be Qian Rou, who he spotted even before coming inside.

Weakly, Qian Rou blinked her eyes twice before tears fell from both edges of her eyes. She might have been paralyzed, but that doesn't mean she couldn't cry. Her heart was filled with warmth right at this moment to see her lover here to rescue her.

Of course, it was too early to say that right now.

"Brother Qian Lang! Everyone is safe!" Qian Shou made sure to fed everyone with some Blood Replenishing Pill, Detoxification Fruit, and Fasting Pill. As nobody here could talk while they were paralyzed, they'll be sure to blame Qian Shou when they get back.

Eating another Fasting Pill before the medicinal effect is over would definitely make them feel bloated for the next three days to a week. They'll be losing all their appetite by the time everyone leaves this nest alive.

*Shing!*

Qian Shou pulled his sword out and prepared to fight against the two scorpions. Likewise, the other three did the same and removed the sheath from their sword.

"Good. Let's kill these two spiritual beasts and bring the corpse home! I'm sure the Mission Pavilion is eager to see them!" said Qian Lang while releasing the Spiritual Energy within his body. As a cultivator of the fourth stage in Flesh Refining Realm, his body is more than capable of storing over forty drops of Pure Spiritual Energy within.

Using some Pure Spiritual Energy before taking a leap, Qian Lang came to the female Flame Spitting Scorpion and engaged against the monster in a battle of the flesh. Meanwhile, Qian Shou and the other three faced the male scorpion.

The objective is simple. The four would have to try to stop this spiritual beast until Qian Lang kills the female. If possible, killing the male without relying on Qian Lang's help would be the best.

To survive, everyone had no other option but to fight with their lives on the betting. Although going against an opponent of this strength is dangerous, the reward from killing the scorpion is simply too lucrative for them to give up.

Was it not because the four's intention was to rescue Qian Rou, they wouldn't be willingly surrendering the Flame Spitting Scorpion's corpse to Qian Lang. From the head to tail, each and every part of the scorpion is worth a few Flesh Tempering Pills if sold to Mission Pavilion.

Furthermore, the core of this third-stage Flesh Refining Realm beast could also be refined to increase a cultivator's affinity with Spiritual Qi. And to those with some skill in Artifact Refining, the carapace of this beast can be used to create weapons and armor, which could end up to more than fifty to a hundred Flesh Tempering Pills.

As the strongest cultivators in the group, Qian Lang would be definitely victorious against the female Flame Spitting Scorpion. But even he overlooked the tenacity of this beast, especially when it was fighting to protect its unhatched offspring.

*Clack! Clack!*

The spark creating pincer was creating a sound that made Qian Lang's heart feeling uneasy. Feeling that a big attack would come soon, he quickly retreated before it was too late. And right to his guessing, the female scorpion spits the Flame Poison through its mouth.

*Whoosh!*

A flaming breath came at Qian Lang's position. Even after taking a few steps back, he was still not safe from the reach of the flames. Luckily for him, this nest was spacious enough for Qian Lang to get out from its attacking range.

Still, part of his clothing was burnt by the intense heat from the flame. Although it didn't manage to turn Qian Lang into a burning mannequin, it was just because he was lucky.

But the pungent smell from the evaporated poison has now filled the entire scorpion's nest. Although inhaling the air won't be affecting the cultivator too much, they would still gradually getting headaches, nausea, and belching the longer they breath in this air.

The female scorpion is evidently looking weaker after spitting out the Flame Poison in such a heavy dosage. Like a human who heavily relying on their blood, spiritual beasts like the Flame Spitting Scorpion partly depend on their poison and blood to keep active.

Losing a large amount of poison in their system is like burning their essence to kill their opponent. Although the move would definitely increase the deadliness of its killing blow, it would be pointless if the attack didn't connect.

"Keep the male scorpion busy!" Qian Lang yelled at the four and charged into the fight once again. This time, he's much fiercer than before, with both his hands shaped like a pair of claws. His body's Pure Spiritual Energy was again pushed to the limit as he decided to end this battle with a single blow.

"Iron Flesh Sect's Second-Grade Martial Art..." white gases were coming out as Qian Lang breathed. His arrival to the spiritual beast would spell death to the latter when he finished preparing for this attack.

And as if the beast knew it would definitely fell in the following exchange, the stinger on its tail was waiting to deliver a blow to drag this despicable cultivator along.

"Iron Lord's Claw Art!" Qian Lang's two claws destroyed the scorpion's pincer defense before stabbing his claws deep into the female scorpion's head. But at the same time, he was injected with a dosage of the female scorpion's deadly poison.

"I won!" Qian Lang smiled.

And coughed a mouthful of blood afterward.

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