Quick Transmigration: The Big Shot Has Gone Crazy Again - Chapter 41
Chapter 41
Xu Xiaotang was scared out of his wits.
“Yuan Yuan, calm down, stay calm!”
If Heavenly Dao Dad found out, it would be all over!
Nan Yuan’s voice was extremely cold. “How can I stay calm when someone wants Ah Qing’s life?”
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaotang became angry: “Which bastard dares to provoke the Lord Tai Sui? Yuan Yuan, let’s go; let’s go kill that person!”
(T/N :Tai Sui is also the abbreviation of the Tai Sui God in Taoist belief. It is one of the Taoist New Year gods, which changes every year. )
The little brat was theirs; only they could bully him; no one else could!
Nan Yuan’s arm slashed through the air, and a spatial rift appeared out of thin air.
With fierce momentum, the woman and the beast shattered the void and left.
…
Here was pitch-black darkness.
The stench of decay and blood mixed together, filling the air so pervasively that one would eventually lose their sense of smell.
The beautiful eyes of Pei Ziqing were now bloody and hollow, his entire being hollowed out, and one leg was missing from below the knee.
He wielded his large blade fiercely, fighting against the oncoming demons.
The blade in his hand was a gift from his sister. Even when he was killing those from the Zhuang family, he hadn’t been willing to use it.
But now, the blade his sister gave him was stained with thick, foul-smelling blood.
These disgusting creatures were hideous and deformed, some with three mouths on their faces, some even growing a claw on top of their heads. They drooled, lowly creatures only knowing to devour.
Pei Ziqing suddenly laughed. After killing so many strange and monstrous demons, he felt that his original self couldn’t be considered a freak at all. At least his face didn’t have an extra eye or one less mouth.
However, that was before; now…
His sister’s favorite eye had been gouged out by a demon, and half of his leg had become a meal for these things.
At first, he harbored hatred, but later, only the thought of surviving remained.
He wanted to live; even if only a breath remained, he wanted to see his sister.
Pei Ziqing took the last pill from his storage pouch and swallowed it, immediately feeling a surge of strength and continuing to resist the next wave.
He knew that, at this rate, he would die sooner or later.
But he couldn’t escape.
In the unknown cave, on the dark brown trees, even on the steep cliffs, there were advanced demons he couldn’t handle.
He had tried, but at the cost of losing an eye and half a leg, he barely escaped from those things’ mouths.
In the gaps between battling these low-level demons, it seemed to have become his only way out.
… He was too tired.
He couldn’t remember how long he had been fighting.
But he dared not close his eyes.
He was afraid that if he did, he would never wake up again.
However, the day would come when the replenishing pills would run out…
Finally, Pei Ziqing couldn’t hold on anymore.
He gasped heavily, exhausting the last bit of strength in his body, and collapsed.
A three-headed, three-eyed demon immediately pounced on him and bit off one of his arms. His beloved blade, which had never left his side, was flung away along with his arm, and some of the lower demons quickly devoured the arm.
Pei Ziqing was already numb to the pain, silently watching as those things, a hundred times uglier than him, swarmed over.
“Sister…” he murmured, the obsession in his heart that he couldn’t let go of.
He might have to break his promise.
He couldn’t go back.
At the critical moment, the image of being devoured by demons did not appear.
Something rushed out of Pei Ziqing’s chest, turning into an afterimage.
It was a woman.
The woman waved her sleeve, and a powerful energy wave swept in all directions.
In just an instant, within a few miles, all the demons in sight turned into ashes.
Pei Ziqing was stunned.
He tried to widen his eyes to see the afterimage, but the remaining eye was squeezed shut by a tumor, and blood from his forehead flowed down, wetting his eye and blocking his vision. He couldn’t see clearly at all.
He was certain that this person didn’t look like his sister.
Because her figure was different from his sister’s.
But for some reason, this woman emitted a similar aura that made him want to get close, just like his sister.
After wiping out all the living creatures around, the woman’s figure quickly faded and finally dissipated into nothingness.
Her existence seemed to be just to save him at a critical moment.
Pei Ziqing struggled to raise his hand and weakly grabbed at the air.
He caught nothing.
“Who are you…”
No one answered him.
He lay motionless on the mountain of corpses, surrounded by silence.
At this moment, it seemed like all the demons in the abyss had retreated into their shells.
Was he saved?
The young man smiled slightly, greedily wanting to sleep.
He was really too tired.
But he forgot; the small area around him hadn’t been affected by that killing move.
And there were other things here that could take lives.
Sometimes, the lower-level things were the least afraid of death because they lacked the ability to think.
Small demonic bugs with hard shells crawled out from under him, opening their mouths to reveal tiny, sharp teeth.
They burrowed into his flesh, greedily devouring his organs.
Pei Ziqing had no strength left to drive away these lowest-level demonic bugs.
But if there was a shred of strength left, he wouldn’t fall.
The hope that had just risen turned into despair again. The young man stared wide-eyed at the dark sky above, too weak to even open his mouth, only able to repeat that name in his mind: Sister…
Until his life faded away and the last breath dissipated.
Surrounding him was silence, only the faint sound of the low-level demonic bugs gnawing on flesh.
However, not long after, a strange scene occurred.
The ugly tumors on the young man’s face suddenly cracked open, and one white thread after another emerged from them. At first, there were only a few sparse threads, but later, they became more and more dense.
The white threads wrapped around his body layer by layer, finally forming a thick cocoon, like a giant chrysalis…
Nan Yuan had left a trace of her divine sense on Pei Ziqing.
No matter how powerful the opponent was, this divine sense could kill them in an instant.
And after the divine sense appeared, Nan Yuan could sense the location of the brat at the first moment, then break through the void and arrive at the scene in minutes.
But Nan Yuan didn’t expect that in just a short moment, her connection with Ah Qing would be severed.
Ah Qing…
“Yuan Yuan, how did we end up in the Demon Realm by breaking through the void? Did you get the location wrong? Is the brat really here?
Wait a minute, Yuan Yuan, why are you standing at the edge of a cliff? This cliff feels a bit strange to me. Oh no, could this be the Demon Abyss that my dad mentioned in his notes? The Demon Lord, who will destroy the Snow City in the future, crawled out from here. Yuan Yuan, why are you goi——ahhh——”
Nan Yuan jumped straight down.
The woman’s expression was extremely cold; her blood was boiling, and her heart was filled with murderous intent.
Who killed her, Ah Qing? Who!
She would devour them alive!
