My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 140: I Was Terrified At That Time

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At that moment.

The air twisted as a thick stick materialized out of nowhere, striking Ao Sheng, who was in full flight, on the head.

A muffled grunt ensued, and the handsome Ao Sheng fell to the ground in less than three seconds.

Under Ao Yuan’s watchful eyes, two blurry figures leapt out of a spatial rift, bagged their elder brother in a sack, and sped away.

Ao Yuan:

The two kidnappers, with their profound cultivation, vanished in an instant.

Deep in a mountain.

“Quick, put him down,” instructed the elder in the black robe.

The elder in the white robe dumped the sack on the ground and dragged Ao Sheng out:

“How should we deal with him?”

“After obtaining the Nine Heavens Map, leave him here unharmed,” the black-robed elder stated calmly. “We’re here for the item. Stealing a calligraphy piece can resolve karma, but killing a crown prince brings great enmity.” The white-robed elder nodded in agreement.

He scrutinized Ao Sheng and asked, “Is the item in his storage treasure?”

The black-robed elder took a ring from Ao Sheng’s hand, checked it, and shook his head:

“Then is it on his person?”

The white-robed elder inquired.

Without answering, the black-robed elder struck with his palm.

Ao Sheng’s robes shredded, leaving him in just his undergarments.

The black-robed elder’s eyes gleamed as he reached out with his withered hands, probing into the Eastern Sea Prince’s chest!

His eyes snapped open.

It was hard to describe such an experience.

Running one moment, knocked out by a sudden blow the next.

Waking up to find two old men with ominous expressions beside him.

Ao Sheng’s hearing was sealed; he could not hear their conversation.

But he sensed both were at the Void Refining Stage.

Without his guardians and lacking a Saint Token, he chose not to confront them.

So, he feigned unconsciousness.

Unexpectedly, after their fruitless search, they started stripping off his clothes! And then… They got hands-on!

In the wilderness, a delicate and beautiful young man like him, dragged into the mountains by two decrepit old men… Ao Sheng was extremely frightened inside.

“Did you find it?”

The white-robed elder, noticing Ao Sheng’s awakening, swiftly restrained him.

He began to pull at the Eastern Sea Prince’s waistband, preparing to search for the Nine Heavens Map in some hidden place. He’d heard some human cultivators practiced methods of absorbing yang from others…

Ao Sheng trembled with fear.

He dared not even think about what was to happen next.

“Wait, I found it, ” the black-robed elder halted the white-robed elder’s actions. A beam of golden light emerged from Ao Sheng’s chest, transforming into a scroll.

“Dragons have three scales on their chest, incredibly useful for storing important items…” the black-robed elder squinted. “Indeed, it’s hidden here.”

“Bold thieves, cease your actions!”

Thunder roared in the distance as a figure swiftly approached from the horizon.

After Ao Sheng’s capture, Ao Yuan immediately informed Elder Hai.

Elder Hai was originally with Ao Yuan.

He had briefly left to buy pear juice from a famous teahouse on the princess’s request.

Upon receiving Ao Yuan’s message, Elder Hai didn’t hesitate, following the kidnappers’ trail straight here.

Watching the approaching Elder Hai.

The black-robed elder remained unfazed.

“The next time we meet, you might have to address me as ‘Sir’,” he smirked.

The black and white-robed elders unfolded the Nine Heavens Map.

Just as they were about to tear the item apart, a beam of pure light descended from the sky, striking the scroll.

“This Eastern Sea Prince is really unlucky.”

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu stood side by side. “Beaten up twice in a single day.”

The expressions of the two Void Refining cultivators in black and white changed as they turned towards the uninvited guests.

They realized that the Nine Heavens Map they had so painstakingly acquired had been casually taken by the newcomers.

When Ao Sheng was bound.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu happened to be nearby.

It was the first day of the Lantern Festival, and they were planning to see the lanterns.

Before reaching their destination, they heard the sound of a chase nearby.

Lu Xuan saw that it was Ao Yuan chasing after Ao Sheng.

Ao Sheng, full of pride, was then mysteriously knocked out and kidnapped.

So, Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu followed suit.

The black-robed elder and the white-robed old man exchanged glances, then looked towards the distant Elder Hai.

Without much hesitation, their figures vanished from their spot, launching an attack towards Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu.

The two Void Refining cultivators specialized in space-related techniques.

Their bodies merged into the void, making them untraceable.

Suddenly, space slightly warped.

An arm appeared out of nowhere, holding a dark green dagger, aiming for Lu Xuan’s neck.

Almost at the same time, a dark golden short spike stealthily emerged, targeting Cheng Lingzhu’s heart.

Lu Xuan swiftly pulled Cheng Lingzhu into his arms, dodging the spike.

Simultaneously, with the sound of “ding ding,” Lu Xuan’s hand moved like lightning, flicking his fingers against the two weapons.

The dark green dagger shattered, its spiritual essence dimming and turning into ordinary iron, while the dark golden spike exploded into tiny metallic fragments falling from the sky.

Failing in their strike, the black-robed elder and the white-robed old man realized the situation was dire and prepared to flee immediately.

Lu Xuan pressed his palm downward, instantly immobilizing the space around them.

With a casual slap, two figures, bleeding from their mouths, fell out of a spatial rift.

Lu Xuan thought to himself, as an esteemed Sovereign of the Longevity Palace, wielding the authority of the Winter Moon, and a master of the Path of Time and Space.

This was personally verified by the current Saintess of the Longevity Palace. To flaunt the Path of Space before him was perhaps overly confident.

“Is this thing meant to be torn apart?”

Lu Xuan, looking at the two men on the ground, shook the Nine Heavens Map in his hand.

A crack had already appeared on the paper.

After this crack opened, Lu Xuan felt a peculiar demonic energy fluctuation emanating from the scroll.

. As if it established a connection with a certain space.

Lu Xuan’s dark eyes deepened.

In this situation, he immediately speculated.

The purpose of these two stealing the scroll was likely to use it to communicate with a certain place, to “summon” some existence. Similar to what the Immortal Tomb Organization did.

This deduction was reasonable.

Because from within the scroll, a powerful demonic energy flowed.

With Lu Xuan’s discernment, he instantly recognized the work in his hand as that of the ancient Painting Saint.

In the era when the Painting Saint was active, the relationship between the human and demon races… was not very good.

Would the treasured work of the esteemed Painting Saint suddenly manifest demonic energy?

Undoubtedly, the Painting Saint must have used this painting to seal a powerful demon.

Lu Xuan observed his surroundings.

In these deep mountains, rarely traversed by people.

Even if some malevolent existence were to descend, it wouldn’t affect others.

The scroll in his hand was already half torn.

If this object truly had the ability to seal, then now, that seal was already broken.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Xuan decided to open this seal.

Since he encountered it, he couldn’t just ignore it.

If the demonic being that appeared after unsealing was willing to communicate amicably and refrain from evil, like Yesha, Lu Xuan wouldn’t take action.

But if the other party proved unreasonable…

They would meet the same fate as the original Barbarian God.

He and Cheng Lingzhu each held one end of the scroll.

With a forceful pull— Rip!

The scroll tore apart.

A pale pink mist flew out from the scroll.

Lu Xuan watched this mist, expecting it to drift upwards and open a portal, allowing some existence to descend.

However, an unexpected situation occurred.

The pink mist enveloped both him and Cheng Lingzhu.

The next moment, the mist lifted Lu Xuan and the two of them into the air!

Lu Xuan:

Something seemed off.

Wasn’t this a that upon having its seal broken, would summon a powerful demon?

A bewildered Lu Xuan and a dazed Cheng Lingzhu, enveloped in the pink mist, turned into a streak of light and flew away.