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"What do you think of the Lord's proposal?"

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Chapter 351 I'm lusting after your body!

As the sun rose, the demonic aura left by last night's battle began to dissipate. Lu Xuan and his companions stepped out of their room and saw Ning Caichen carrying a bundle, waiting for them in the courtyard.

"...Brother Ning, what's going on?"

"I'll go with you."

Okay, Lu Xuan understood Ning Caichen's meaning. He was too embarrassed to ask everyone to forgive Nie Xiaoqian, so he decided to rescue her himself. But he didn't even consider his own capabilities!

“Well, Brother Ning, you’re a scholar. Leave these fighting and killing to us,” Lu Xuan said, suppressing a laugh.

"I..." Ning Caichen wanted to say something, but then he felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground. Lu Xuan helped him up and dragged him into the room, instructing the little fox to watch over him.

"Alright, let's go."

Although Lu Xuan had a certain fondness for Ning Caichen, a kind-hearted man, he would never let him get in his way. Even with meticulous preparations, the tree demon was a genuine thousand-year-old monster, and he had no confidence that he could protect him with a burden in tow.

Neither Xiahou nor Yan Chixia said anything. After all, from all perspectives, Lu Xuan's approach was the most reasonable.

Attacking the tree spirit's lair couldn't be done so openly. Lu Xuan used a wind-controlling spell to carry the two of them through the air.

Yan Chixia was once again astonished. Flight was generally a standard skill for sword cultivators. He could summon a Wind God's Token to fly, but summoning one for travel was utter nonsense. Yet Lu Xuan could fly freely using incantations. Crucially, Lu Xuan wasn't using the Five Elements Escape Techniques Yan Chixia remembered. Instead, he was using a completely new system of spells. This deepened Yan Chixia's suspicions. He could only guess that Lu Xuan might come from some hidden sect.

The three of them floated hundreds of meters in the air, looking down at the valley below. Lu Xuan spoke.

"This should be it."

"Alright, today we'll make this old monster's soul vanish completely." Yan Chixia's grudge against the tree demon had a long history. Furthermore, he was inherently righteous and hated evil. He had long wanted to kill that old monster.

Yan Chixia and Lu Xuan attacked at the same time.

"Yuanshi Anzhen, proclamation to all spirits. True officials of mountains and rivers, spirits of the land..." Yan Chixia began to invoke the gods.

Lu Xuan's body shot into the sky, rising another hundred meters. The Thunder Spear in his hand flashed with a dazzling blue-green light.

Lu Xuan held the gun in his right hand, making a charging motion in mid-air. The mother rune on the Thunder Spear in his right hand flashed with an unprecedented azure light.

The spear flashed, moving with lightning speed. A streak of blue lightning pierced the heavens and the earth.

Inside the tree spirit's cave, two figures, one tall and one short, were the first to sense something was amiss. Both were shrouded in an aura of death, seemingly cultivators who had attained enlightenment from the ashes of zombies or similar entities. These heretical cultivators were even more sensitive to lightning than demons.

"Old monster, what have you done to attract heavenly lightning?"

"Heavenly lightning?" Grandma was taken aback. It had been injured and busy healing, and hadn't noticed that enemies had attacked its homeland.

"It's Yan Chixia, the Second Ancestor of the Heavenly Demons. As long as you two help me kill Yan Chixia, I'll agree to the previous conditions."

"Alright, it's a deal." Two gloomy voices rang out simultaneously. But before they could make any move...

A silver spear, imbued with the power of thunder, crashed down. The various defensive spells the tree spirit had painstakingly set up were rendered almost entirely ineffective against this raging lightning.

The spear, with unparalleled force, pierced directly through the entire dome of the underground palace, embedding itself in the center of the main hall.

Before the surrounding demons could react, Granny and the two Heavenly Demon Ancestors instinctively sensed something was wrong. Almost simultaneously, the three cast spells to protect themselves. The next second, a violent lightning storm erupted from the Thunder Spear, sweeping across the entire underground palace.

Hundreds of various small monsters were instantly reduced to nothingness by the lightning storm. Even the two ancestral demons and the tree spirit were struck by lightning and were covered in wounds.

"Brother Yan, it's up to you now."

"No problem, watch me."

Although Yan Chixia couldn't see what was happening inside the underground palace, he could sense that Lu Xuan's previous attack was devastating. Therefore, he naturally couldn't show weakness.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, borrowing the power of heaven and earth." Yan Chixia's signature move finally made its appearance. A flash of red light appeared in his palms, and a series of palm lightning bolts poured down. To be fair, Yan Chixia's move was a veritable magical machine gun.

Enraged, the two Heavenly Demon Ancestors, who had just emerged, were instantly shattered by a series of palm lightning strikes.

Lu Xuan didn't rush to attack. Instead, he took a large gulp of spiritual wine, seizing the time to recover his spiritual energy. His previous attack, delivered with all his might, had consumed a significant amount of his true energy. Therefore, he didn't immediately strike, but waited for an opportunity. He had a lingering worry in his heart, but he couldn't directly express it while guarding Yan Chixia, so he could only prepare a backup plan.

As expected, just as Yan Chixia charged down and tore apart the newly reassembled Heavenly Demon Ancestors, Lu Xuan sensed the tree spirit's movements. It showed no intention of engaging Lu Xuan in battle; it had already begun its escape underground.

Yan Chixia's summoned land decree sealed off most of the surrounding land, but left a gap large enough for the tree spirit to escape. Lu Xuan's worries proved true. After all, even the underworld had been divided and its territory divided and ruled. How could these minor deities like land spirits and mountain spirits be trusted?

The tree spirit has entrenched itself here for many years, indicating that the local land has been corrupted and may have even long since submitted to it. Land deities are considered the lowest rank in the Eastern pantheon. Especially in remote mountainous areas like this, the land deities and mountain gods possess only average supernatural powers; they would likely be powerless against a thousand-year-old demon like the tree spirit.

Fortunately, Lu Xuan was prepared. Twelve silver nails shot out, piercing the ground and embedding themselves in front of the tree spirit as it tried to escape. Simultaneously, Lu Xuan activated the mother rune. The silver nails emitted a faint, earthy-yellow light, hardening the surrounding earth as if it were steel. This effectively halted the tree spirit's escape.

"Xiahou, do not approach the main battlefield. Clear out the escaped minor monsters around the perimeter."

Lu Xuan gave a brief instruction, then flashed to the ground. With a flick of his right hand, the Thunder Spear flew back into his grasp. At the same time, the tree spirit, having reached its limit, finally burst forth from the ground, facing Lu Xuan directly.

"You damned Taoist priest, I have no grudge against you, why are you bullying me like this?"

"Hehe, according to the standard script, I should be saying now that I'm going to act on behalf of Heaven, slay demons and monsters, or something like that. But everyone's tired of hearing those lines, so I'll be more direct. After a thousand years of cultivation, your body and bones are probably no weaker than top-grade rare treasures. So, the reason is naturally that I'm lusting after your body!"

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