Chapter 146: The Sickly Demon Woman

Chapter 146: The Sickly Demon Woman

“I go, why is it you?”

Lin Nuo regretted he hadn’t checked the almanac before stepping out.

It seemed the revolutionary cause wasn’t going smoothly; all was but an illusion before. He originally found the mine crystals smoothly in Turushan and activated the mysterious artifact, but it was all a twist of fate.

And the biggest deception in life? I was about to succeed!

But lo and behold, he ran into three bald Taoist priests chasing after him and, even worse, that Demoness from the demonic path.

I go, what a bad day—just one wave subsides, another arises!

“I said something was off; you brought this upon yourself, didn’t you?”

“You came with them to kill me, right? Come on, I’m not afraid of you!”

Ling Meng didn’t listen to what Lin Nuo said. Even though she was injured, as a Demoness, she still held the expected spirit; even if she was on the verge of death, she exuded a healthy and vigorous aura.

“I understand your desire to fight, but I suggest you get treatment for your persecution complex.”

Lin Nuo couldn’t be bothered with her—he needed to run quickly and gather his strength.

The three Taoists were as swift as the wind, quickly catching up.

Ling Meng was convinced Lin Nuo had come to kill her; having previously faced him and taken a loss, she was filled with murderous intent the moment she saw him.

She struck first.

Embracing a do-or-die mentality, Ling Meng unleashed a wave of Demon Qi aimed at Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo narrowly dodged, sprinting past her.

In that instant, the Demon Soul Power within his mysterious artifact began surging forth.

Lin Nuo’s heart tightened; this was not good. Now that the Demon Soul Power was flowing, there was plenty of energy—could he not just wipe out these baldies?

Perfect, time to turn back—Master’s counterattack!

But things didn’t go as Lin Nuo had expected; the Demon Soul Power within the artifact began wrapping around his arm, allowing him to use the power for a devastating attack against the opponent!

However, the situation changed, and the script was flipped.

His head turned, but his body acted on its own.

All the Demon Soul Power surged toward Ling Meng instead!

And at that moment, a powerful force yanked him toward Ling Meng!

“I go, what’s happening?!”

Lin Nuo could no longer run; he was forcibly drawn to Ling Meng.

Bang! The two collided together!

“Thief, you’re so bold!”

Ling Meng was furious; how could she tolerate such insolence from a thief? Just as she thought to unleash a wave of Demon Qi to kill him.

But the three Taoists had already charged in, gathering their energies to unleash three fierce spirit strikes. Ling Meng quickly defended with her own wave of Demon Qi.

Yet, one could not withstand three; amidst the violent clash, Lin Nuo and Ling Meng were forcibly pushed apart by the overwhelming might of the spirit strikes.

“Finally got free.”

Ling Meng had absorbed a huge amount of damage, while Lin Nuo was mostly unscathed; he felt fortunate—if they had stayed together, they’d both be going to the underworld.

“By the way, where’s my artifact?”

Lin Nuo quickly noticed his artifact was gone, looking around to find it nearby Ling Meng.

He hurried to retrieve it.

Just as he dashed over, the Taoists rushed in again, using their lightning-fast spirit strikes.

Currently, Ling Meng was spitting blood, heavily wounded, weak, with blurred vision, on the verge of passing out.

As the spirit strike was about to land on her, she could face imminent death.

But in that moment, the artifact’s Demon Soul Power surged out toward Ling Meng, and instantly, a suffocating and gloomy Demon Qi erupted from her, dispersing the surrounding mist, replacing it with a pervading sense of dread!

“Evil Demoness, die!”

As the Taoist was about to strike Ling Meng, the intense Demon Qi surrounding her forced them to halt their strikes!

“What… what’s happening…”

The three Taoists suddenly found themselves unable to move. Ling Meng stood up, her eyes transformed into terrifying purple orbs.

The overwhelming killing intent was oppressive; just the sight of those dreadful purple eyes shattered their defenses.

“Ah!!”

Ling Meng had a hand around the neck of one Taoist, and they struggled to break free, teetering on the edge of endless suffering.

With little effort, Ling Meng lifted him up, the Demon Qi creeping along her arms to invade the Taoist’s body.

Pain, torment, as if they were sinking into an endless abyss, the Demon Qi corroded and destroyed them.

“Demoness, let them go!”

Daoist Wu Hui rushed in to stop Ling Meng, only to be blasted back by a violent wave of Demon Qi, sending him flying dozens of meters away.

He clutched his chest, coughing up blood, staining the grass crimson.

“This Demoness… how did she suddenly…”

He struggled to catch his breath, unable to explain the phenomenon; Ling Meng had transformed, her power was worlds apart from before!

Witnessing this scene, Lin Nuo understood what was happening.

An outbreak—the Demoness of Fate’s explosion was just on the foundation of acquiring the artifact’s Demon Soul Power, gaining incredible strength, and counteracting the Taoists effortlessly.

The purple eyes had lost their clarity, resembling Su Kexin’s previous state, with an explosive surge in power; she couldn’t control it, losing consciousness.

Good heavens, you can blow up all you want, but why’d you drain my artifact’s Demon Soul Power? You owe me!

The artifact was still near Ling Meng and likely still held some of its power. Why not use it? While she dealt with those three baldies, he could sneak over, grab it, and escape—planning to deal with Ling Meng after her outburst subsided.

However, Ling Meng noticed Lin Nuo’s movements. She swiftly finished off the two Taoists, tossing them aside, and turned her gaze to Lin Nuo.

She revealed a sickly smile that sent chills down Lin Nuo’s spine.

He would rather see her loathe him and rush to attack than see that horrifying, sickly smile.

Lin Nuo quickly stopped, swallowing hard.

He felt a twinge of unease.

At that moment, Ling Meng maintained her sickly smile, staring at Lin Nuo without making a move, while he stood there, confronting her. He wanted to grab the artifact, but Ling Meng approached its location, casually beckoning with her finger, lifting it off the ground and into her hand.

Crap, she noticed!

This is bad! With the artifact floating in her hand, it would be impossible to snatch it back.

Forget it, I’m just a worker here, it’s yours, I’m out.

Lin Nuo turned to leave, only to feel a powerful force gripping him, immobilizing him, and pulling him toward Ling Meng.

Behind him stood the Demoness of the demonic path, sporting a sickly smile, beckoning him closer.

This wasn’t good.

Lin Nuo hurriedly threw out hidden weapons, but they were all blocked by Ling Meng’s Demon Qi.

Oh no.

It felt like encountering a black hole—helplessly caught, he was being drawn closer step by step.