Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 212: Yet It Was People Who Left Me Covered in Wounds
Chapter 212 - 212: Yet It Was People Who Left Me Covered in Wounds
Boom rumble rumble!
A lifeform engulfed entirely in brown flames descended, her body forged from solidified magma, swaying gracefully in fiery crimson. A mesmerizing figure danced in the heat, delicate and elegant, as though the Goddess of Flame herself had descended.
The Flame Witch stepped down upon overlapping waves of the blazing sea. A rain of brown-red fire filled the sky, as if countless beautiful maple leaves drifted down, or blossoming fire lotuses spun and floated, enveloping everyone within several hundred meters.
Her every gesture exuded a majestic power, a supreme presence overflowing with arrogance and grace, leaving everyone present in awe.
Everyone swallowed hard, secretly glad they had heeded the veiled woman's warning and hadn't acted rashly. The Flame Witch before them was undeniably of the Monarch-level.
Even if they joined forces, they wouldn't even be able to scratch her.
As tension thickened, the Flame Witch, as expected, did not attack. She muttered solemnly in a low chant, seemingly trying to drive them away.
Seeing this, Zhao Manyan exclaimed, "Holy crap, is this the legendary Flame Empress? Then Mo Fan is screwed! How does one form a contract with an Monarch-level creature?"
Lingling, Xin Xia, and the others all wore serious expressions. They were in a perilous situation, their lives hanging by a thread, subject to the whims of this powerful demon. They were already thinking of retreat.
But after waiting for a long while, they realized the Flame Witch wasn't just mild-tempered she was practically a saint. Even when they just stood there unmoving, she remained calm and spoke softly in persuasion.
Zhao Yulin's tense and rigid body finally relaxed. He cast a glance at his "wife," silently asking what to do next.
She had orchestrated this whole operation. The Flame Calamity Fruit was right before them, but it was guarded by a great demon.
The Ghost Women, full of confidence, said, "Don't worry, I have a plan."
She then summoned Chen Ying and whispered to her, "Good daughter, I had planned to bring you along, but you entered the Scorched Plains on your own. It turns out there's something you can help me with."
"You don't know this, but your body possesses a unique constitution. You're immune to the Flame Witch's fire. All you need to do is get close to her body and stab this magical artifact into her heart."
With that, the Ghost Women pulled a shimmering, faint-blue ice spike from her dimensional ring and handed it to Chen Ying.
The simple and innocent-looking girl was flustered as she accepted it, her eyes full of fear as she looked toward the distant Flame Witch.
"Don't worry," the Ghost Women said softly. "As long as you approach, the demon won't hurt you."
Chen Ying looked bitter. Why had she never known she had this kind of body?
"Ying'er, be good, hurry," the Ghost Women urged, this time harshly. "Don't you want your mother's body to be whole again?"
At those words, Chen Ying could no longer resist. Her kind and filial nature made her soften, and she decided to summon her courage to face a haughty Monarch-level demon.
The Ghost Women was overjoyed when she saw her agree. With a cruel and resentful smile, she thought: After all these years, my plan is finally coming to fruition.
Little did she know, everything was being observed from the shadows by Lu Jun, who sneered, "People fear ghosts, but ghosts understand the viciousness of the human heart. In the end, humans are far scarier than ghosts."
He turned his eyes to the powerful and majestic Flame Witch in the air Jiang Feng. As a Quasi-monarch, she was a lifeform far beyond the reach of ordinary Super Mages.
But in the original story, she had been betrayed by her biological daughter not once but twice. After being weakened by a snow formation, she was reduced to the Commander-level and eventually died.
This time, however, Lu Jun was lurking like a yellow sparrow behind the mantis. If he could help, he would, but only when the time was right.
He had to admit he had his own motives. The Flame Witch Jiang Feng was too kind. Only after tasting betrayal and pain could she truly be drawn in, and agree to stay by her sister's side.
Lu Jun pitied many, but he also understood that free kindness was never appreciated.
Besides, he couldn't reveal himself yet. Otherwise, if Jiang Feng reacted impulsively, the first ones she would lash out at would be the timid, sneaky siblings hiding like thieves.
His sister, Lu Mei, said nothing, just tightly held her brother's hand. Even facing an Monarch-level, she stayed calm, knowing her brother had a trump card that could ensure their escape. She left everything in Lu Jun's hands.
Roar roar roar!
Chen Ying hid the ice spike in her robes, gritted her teeth, and walked step by step into the brown-red sea of fire.
The Flame Witch was slightly stunned. She stared at the delicate-looking girl, and her indistinct face trembled violently. She had recognized her.
She immediately withdrew her flames, making sure they wouldn't harm the girl in the slightest.
Seeing her biological daughter approach, Jiang Feng showed a soft and gentle gaze.
The others, however, were all shocked. Zhao Manyan shouted, "What are you doing, Chen Ying? It's dangerous over there!"
But in the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the sea of fire retreat wherever Chen Ying walked.
Zhao Manyan was stunned. "What the hell is this?"
Very quickly, Chen Ying opened her closed eyes. Seeing this, she believed her "mother's" words a bit more and quickened her steps to stand before the Flame Witch.
Jiang Feng opened her arms, intending to embrace her long-lost daughter.
But in that instant, her molten body trembled, her eyes widened, and she coughed up a mouthful of scarlet flame-like blood, her face full of disbelief.
A deep blue Ice Spike had stabbed right into the Flame Witch's chest. A terrifying chill burst forth, extinguishing all the flames around her. A layer of frost covered her elemental body, and her aura plummeted.
That's right. The moment Jiang Feng dropped all her defenses, Chen Ying didn't hesitate she stabbed the Ice Spike directly.
This single-use magic artifact was incredibly powerful and specifically designed to counter Flame Spirits like the Flame Empress. It was enough to heavily wound a quasi-Monarch-level creature.
Everyone was stunned, completely unable to comprehend the turn of events.
"This..." Both Lingling and Xin Xia, kind-hearted girls, couldn't accept what just happened. After all, in the tale of the Ghost Women, it was the Flame Witch who had rescued Chen Ying. And now she returned only to stab her?
Such a betrayal showcased the baseness of humanity in full detail anyone with a normal moral compass would struggle to accept it.
Even Chen Ying momentarily forgot to flee. She too felt guilty, staring blankly at the Flame Witch coughing blood before her, eyes shedding spark-like tears, her heart inexplicably pained.
Jiang Feng staggered and fell, pushing Chen Ying away, yet even then, she couldn't bear to unleash her wrath upon her own daughter.
In the distance, the Ghost Women screeched sharply, "What are you all waiting for? The Flame Witch is temporarily sealed by the Ice Spike's chill hurry up and take the Flame Tribulation Fruit!"
At those words, the crowd snapped to attention, their eyes gleaming with greed as they looked toward the Star Whispering Sky Tree atop the mountain.
This was the Flame Empress's lair, the very heart of tribulation fire. The place was littered with heavenly materials and treasures. Even a cursory glance revealed over a dozen Soul Seed fragments and one or two Flame Soul Seeds.
Let alone the crystalline, radiantly shimmering crimson fruit that hung from the center of the colossal tree like a miniature sun, with a massive crimson crystal lying beneath it.
These were the Flame Tribulation Fruit and the Fire Elemental Crystal.
The former had many uses. If consumed by a fire-element mage, it would grant an innate talent, ensuring a 100% success rate in Soul Fire fusion, producing the top-tier flame the Flame Empress, a Flame Spirit that could grow to Monarch level.
The latter was the main material for creating Soul Fire. Various elemental crystals were widely found in nature and were one of the most important sources for mage-crafted Soul Seeds.
The moment the Ghost Women's voice fell, everyone went wild, rushing past the Flame Witch, madly collecting everything.
Zhao Yulin and the Ghost Women ignored the smaller Soul Seeds. They had a clear target. One seized the Fire Elemental Crystal, while the other reached with trembling hands for the Flame Tribulation Fruit.
Only Zhao Manyan, Lingling, and the others remained unmoving. Their brows were furrowed, righteous in heart, disdaining such ill-gotten gains.
Screech! The Flame Witch, immobilized, let out a soul-piercing cry as she watched this unfold.
Xin Xia, sensing it through her spiritual link, was filled with compassion and guilt.
"Hahaha! At last, I've obtained the Flame Tribulation Fruit I shall return from the dead!"
The Ghost Women clutched the Flame Tribulation Fruit, her sharp, hoarse voice bursting with laughter.
Yet just then, an unexpected event occurred. A pale, strong hand suddenly reached out from the side and gripped her shriveled, bandage-wrapped wrist. A deep male voice followed.
"You're wrong. Today is the day you vanish without a trace."
Lu Jun, having watched long enough, finally made his move at the right time.
Even his sister, Lu Mei, silently agreed. Watching the Ghost Women's betrayal unfold had long since made her fists clench.
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