The Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone let out a cold snort, thinking to himself, “No matter what tricks Ling Xiao has up his sleeve, this place will be his grave today!”
However, the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable was unaware that Ling Xiao wasn’t just bluffing.
The reason Ling Xiao agreed to the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s request to lure away those monsters was to seize the opportunity to set up a formation, one designed to completely suppress the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone: the Dragon Trapping Formation!
Ling Xiao wouldn’t wait for the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable to scheme against him. He planned to take down both the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable and Bai Feifei first, then take his time collecting the treasures.
How could he not see through the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s intentions?
It was nothing more than using the power of the Haze Demons to deal with him, weakening him even if they couldn’t kill him.
Then, they’d use him to buy time while they stole all the treasures.
According to the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s plan, if Ling Xiao survived after they secured the treasures, they’d finish him off with a final blow.
If Ling Xiao died, that would be even better.
Either way, it was advantageous for the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable.
If Ling Xiao refused to lure the monsters, he’d likely face an immediate, devastating attack from the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone.
Because at that point, Ling Xiao would have outlived his usefulness, and the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable wouldn’t let him live.
Facing two opponents, Ling Xiao would never choose that option.
Even if he could win, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
Ling Xiao preferred methods that were both easy and effective.
…
Boom!
Entering the city lord’s mansion, Ling Xiao stomped his foot on the ground, causing the entire mansion to shake.
However, he controlled his strength well, ensuring the mansion didn’t collapse.
In an instant, over a hundred guards from all corners of the mansion surged toward Ling Xiao, surrounding him.
Whoosh!
As the mechanical puppets closed in, Ling Xiao leaped, stepping on one’s head and darting out of the mansion.
“Feifei, follow him and find a chance to take that kid out,” the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone, Wang Nan, said to Bai Feifei.
“Understood, Father. I knew you wouldn’t genuinely cooperate with that kid. I’ll go kill him now!” Bai Feifei nodded and followed.
Ling Xiao wasn’t foolish enough to fight these mechanical puppets head-on, especially since about ten Haze Demons were hidden among them. Haze Demons weren’t strong, but they were extremely difficult to deal with.
His plan was to use their power to activate the Dragon Trapping Formation.
As for that foolish woman Bai Feifei, she’d meet her end alongside her foster father’s cloon soon enough.
“Junior Brother Ling, wait for me!” Bai Feifei called out, but she deliberately restrained her true essence to avoid provoking the mechanical puppets, clearly intending to watch the show.
Unbeknownst to her, she was stepping closer to danger.
Ling Xiao activated his Cloud Dragon Divine Movement, golden dragon wings extending behind him. He appeared to be fleeing, but in reality, he was inscribing a strange pattern.
This pattern was a set of inscriptions.
It was Ling Xiao’s modified Dragon Trapping Formation, which didn’t require dragon-trapping pillars. Its power was slightly weaker, but it was more than enough to deal with the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone and Bai Feifei.
With so many mechanical puppets and Haze Demons attacking together, unless one was at the Celestial Realm, they’d be injured or even killed.
The Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable might be a Celestial Realm expert, but his clone wasn’t at that level.
Drawing inscriptions while fleeing relied on his speed.
Those mechanical puppets were far from slow.
Soon, the inscriptions on the ground were complete. Ling Xiao suddenly took out a formation stone and rushed to the center of the inscriptions.
Seeing this, Bai Feifei was puzzled. She didn’t understand what Ling Xiao was doing. He’d already escaped the encirclement, so why return to it? Was he mad?
Boom!
The impatient mechanical puppets opened their mouths, firing strange, powerful beams.
Ling Xiao, at the center of the inscriptions, was instantly blasted to pieces.
“That idiot, how did he die so quickly? I wonder if Father got the treasures inside!” Bai Feifei couldn’t distinguish Ling Xiao’s real body from his clone.
Even the Heavenly Eye Venerable might not have noticed.
This was because Ling Xiao’s clones had souls, making them nearly indistinguishable from a real person.
Aside from lacking flesh and blood, their bodies were purely condensed energy.
The shattered body turned to ash, and no one could tell if it was burnt flesh or energy fragments.
Too focused on the “killed” Ling Xiao, Bai Feifei failed to notice the faint glow of the inscriptions on the ground.
Hidden in the shadows, Ling Xiao released another sword soul clone, standing at the center of the inscriptions, letting the mechanical puppets and Haze Demons attack.
This time, the sword soul clone lasted much longer, thanks to preparation and the inscriptions guiding energy.
Taking a moment, Ling Xiao looked into the distance.
There was the inner hall of the city lord’s mansion.
The Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone, Wang Nan, had already entered.
Since Ling Xiao had drawn away all the mechanical puppets and Haze Demons, Wang Nan reached the treasure’s location without a fight.
In the inner hall, a secret chamber opened, releasing an aura that made Wang Nan scream with excitement.
Various lights flashed, clearly indicating extraordinary items.
“Damn it, how could this be!” Wang Nan, touching a burnt mark on his hand, showed anger and fear.
The chamber wasn’t just secured with mechanisms but also a powerful formation he couldn’t bypass!
“I should’ve brought that kid Ling Xiao along!” The formation was so strong it ruined his hand.
Luckily, he hadn’t entered fully, or he’d be completely crippled.
With that thought, Wang Nan severed his left hand and retreated.
Ling Xiao must not die!
Otherwise, he’d never get the treasures.
Ling Xiao saw everything.
Having used twelve clones, the Dragon Trapping Formation was fully prepared. Suppressing the Demon Flame Heavenly Venerable’s clone and Bai Feifei should be relatively easy.
Seeing Wang Nan approach, Ling Xiao darted out, still weaving among the mechanical puppets and Haze Demons.
“Feifei, help save Ling Xiao,” Wang Nan said to Bai Feifei, who was watching from the shadows.
“But Father, didn’t you just say to kill him?” Bai Feifei asked.
Wang Nan shook his head, “Things have changed. The treasures are blocked by a formation. Among the three of us, only Ling Xiao understands formations.”
“Damn it, that kid’s been using clones to tangle with those monsters. I thought he was dead already. I got excited for nothing, and now my hopes are dashed again,” Bai Feifei said, unwilling to accept it.
Why wouldn’t Ling Xiao just die?
Why?
