Chapter 3424: Bringing Along

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“No matter what, you have to wait until you cultivate to the middle stage of Immortal before trying the Black Nightmare Pond trial. Otherwise, going there would be mostly a death sentence.” Chen Weiwei strongly objected.

"I'm not far from reaching the middle stage of Xianren now, I feel like I could break through at any time." Wu Zhaoming retorted, but seeing Chen Weiwei's tear-filled eyes, Wu Zhaoming's voice weakened.

It turned out to be a love story between infatuated men and women. Lu Xiaoteng's divine consciousness observed the couple below with interest in the void. Judging by Mo Yuanyan's arrival in the fairy realm, she had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place. She must have met Chen Weiwei and Wu Zhaoming under these circumstances. Entangled in love, she didn't seem to have any ominous aura, indicating that she hadn't experienced much hardship. This Wu Zhaoming is clearly close to reaching the threshold of the middle stage of an immortal, just one wall away from breaking through. However, without enough external pressure, he might really drag it out for a while.

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"Alright, I'll help this kid out then." Originally, Lu Xia Tian wanted to simply greet the immortal army general in charge of this place. But since Mo Yu Yan had mentioned it, Lu Xia Tian didn't mind lending a hand. For Lu Xia Tian at this moment, it was just a small favor.

Lu Xiaotian sensed a movement, a trace of faint killing intent from the void assaulting Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei.

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For Lu Xiaitian, there was only a faint trace of killing intent. But for Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei, it was like a stormy sea of rage. They had never encountered such formidable opponents before.

Both of them jumped up as if they had been pricked, their bodies covered in a cold sweat.

“Who is this demon, daring to commit murder in the fairy realm Aren't you afraid of death” Wu Zhao Ming shouted bravely, reaching out a hand to block Chen Weiwei behind him, his eyes scanning the surroundings, trying to find the enemy.

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With Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei's current cultivation levels, even if they practiced for tens of thousands of years, it's unlikely they could reach Lu Xiaottian's current level. It's unrealistic to expect them to find Lu Xiaottian.

At this time, the originally empty space began to condense thick and thin arrows. Each arrow had lightning flashing on it. Whoosh whoosh whoosh, densely packed, they shot towards Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei.

Wu Zhao Ming's face paled with fright, and he hastily drew out a flying knife. The flying knife slashed through the air, creating waves of blades that shattered the lightning arrows one after another.

Although Chen Weiwei was assisting from the sidelines, she was quickly separated by the boundless barrage of lightning arrows.

Wu Zhao ming's heart pounded. He controlled the flying knife, using all his skills to deflect the thunderbolts and find Chen Weiwei. Chen Weiwei was weaker than him, and Wu Zhaoming couldn't bear to imagine what would happen to her if he lost her protection in this crisis.

Wǔ Zhāo Míng did not dare to delay. He immediately circulated all his immortal essence, transforming the flying knife into three, like three blazing suns shining brightly. They each slashed towards the lightning arrows surrounding him.

One knife after another, Wu Zhaoming poured all his skills into the fight, even willing to die with Chen Weimei. With this belief in his heart, Wu Zhaoming lost count of how many knives he had swung. Under immense pressure, one blade unexpectedly surpassed all his previous attacks, as if a layer within him had been pierced by an unseen force.

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Formerly, where I struggled with obscure cultivation techniques, I now suddenly have a clear understanding. It was at this moment that the densely packed lightning bolts surrounding me abruptly dispersed.

"Vivi!" Wu Zhaoming saw Chen Vivi appear in front of him unharmed and in excellent condition. Despite this, he still couldn't help but ask with concern, "Vivi, are you alright"

“I'm fine, it’s strange. Ever since we split up, these lightning arrows haven't attacked me anymore. How about you” Chen Weiwei said.

"I'm fine too, I broke through to the middle stage of Immortal." Wu Zhaoming was excited, then realized something and pulled Chen Weiwei down to bow. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. My name is Wu Zhaoming, this is my fiancée Chen Weiwei. May we know your name, senior Could you show yourself"

"Mo Yuanyan is out on a journey, she asked me to help you both. While your aptitude is average, your comprehension is quite good. It's just that the cultivation techniques you are practicing are a bit lacking." White mist swirled in the air, and a hand materialized out of thin air. The hand pointed at Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei's eyebrows.

The two of them stood frozen, each with a set of martial arts formulas appearing in their minds. They only had a glimpse, a peek into the profoundness of these techniques. Even this initial exposure revealed that the bestowed martial arts were far superior to what they currently practiced, capable of being cultivated all the way to the celestial immortal realm.

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“With your two talents, you can still cultivate this technique. I'll make a call to the Immortal Army over there. You guys go back first. Someone will come looking for you within a few days. Joining the Immortal Army is a decent status, so cultivate well.”

The moment the words left his mouth, the hand in the void and the overwhelming bolts of lightning vanished completely.

Wu Zhaoming and Chen Weiwei both raised their heads, looking at each other with surprise. They stared at each other, each with a look of astonishment. Recalling what had just happened, it felt like a dream.

“Vivi, that senior just gave me a set of cultivation techniques.”

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“I also have a set of martial arts techniques, far superior to what I previously practiced.”

“Hearing what the seniors said, there would be more people coming later to ask us to serve in the celestial army. Could this really be true” Wu Zhaoming still couldn't believe his luck.

"This, this can't be fake, didn't that senior say it was Sister Yan's entrustment Isn't it because of Sister Yan's face that he helped us Whatever the senior says is right. You're stupid." Chen Weiwei rolled her eyes at Wu Zhao Ming and said.

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"Yes, yes, of course I wouldn't doubt my senior. It's just that I can't believe I would have such fortune. Senior, you've shown me such great kindness, and I haven't even had the chance to say thank you."

Wǔ Zhāomíng’s face was filled with gratitude, yet there was also a hint of melancholy.

"Thank you very much, Sister Yan, and this senior. Now that everything is settled, I can cultivate with peace of mind. Perhaps when Sister Yan finishes her current affairs, she will come back to visit us. Or maybe when we reach a certain level of cultivation, we'll find another way to go to Sister Yan." Chen Weiwei clasped her hands together in a gesture of embracing the sky. Just a moment ago, she was still worrying about future matters, but now that the difficulties had been resolved, Chen Weiwei felt that the sky before her had never seemed so blue and vast. "

"You're right. Now that we have cultivation techniques and better identities, we can establish ourselves within the Immortal Army and eventually carve out our own space in the Immortal Domain." Wu Zhaoming said with great ambition.

Lu Xia Tian was still in the tavern at this time, a smile on his face. He raised his head and drank down the fruit wine from the cup, leaving behind a few crystals of fairy light before drifting away.ow if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Five kinds of spiritual powers correspond to five colors. And in the process of transformation, two colors intertwine, generating a new color a...