Chapter 249

Chapter 249: Fei Yan’s Spiritual Sustenance: Thinking of Husband Makes Me Not Hungry!

Old Man Ban shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this.

“No, no, this definitely won’t work.”

If it were any other time, they could have stalled with Fei Yan.

Fei Yan came alone and had long exhausted her dry food.

Over the past few days, she relied solely on river water to stave off hunger.

If they continued to stall, she wouldn’t be able to hold on within a few days.

But now the situation was urgent.

Although the Six-Fingered Black Knight escaped back, he was gravely injured.

So far, he remained unconscious.

His condition worsened each day.

If this continued, even if the Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School didn’t starve to death outside, their leader could die first from severe injuries.

“So, what do we do? If this doesn’t work and that doesn’t work, should we really be trapped here by a woman unable to leave?”

An irritable leader couldn’t stand it any longer.

“I’d rather die standing outside than be trapped here like this!”

Old Man Ban glanced at him.

After pondering for a long while, he asked, “How is the leader now?”

“Alas, what can I say? The situation worsens each day. If we don’t find the medicinal herbs the leader mentioned soon, it won’t be long before he perishes.”

Even their leader was injured this badly, and the strength of the Yin-Yang School’s Dongjun was far beyond their capabilities.

Even if everyone rushed out, and a few were lucky to escape, the cost would be unacceptable to the Mohist Sect.

No one in the Mohist Sect could stand up to the Dongjun.

Sending so many people out would likely lead to unnecessary deaths.

The only solution was to send someone to inform the Emperor of Yan.

Relying on Yan’s military to resolve this crisis.

Yan Dan died at the hands of the Yin-Yang School, and the Emperor of Yan would not sit idly upon hearing this.

Initially, they pinned hopes on Dao Zhi, who ended up with a broken leg as soon as he went out.

Then they turned to Zhu Que.

But Zhu Que was struck by lightning!

The Mohist Sect’s mechanical city was in a very peculiar location.

Three sides were towering cliffs.

And the mechanical city was built upon these cliffs, with only one waterway leading outside.

The Mohist Sect’s founder intended to make this place an impregnable fortress.

But now it had become a tomb for the Mohist Sect!

“The leader’s injuries cannot be delayed any further. If we have no other choices, we must take a drastic measure…”

Old Man Ban said gravely.

The situation was now critical, concerning the survival of the Mohist Sect.

Upon hearing this, the leaders’ expressions grew tense.

“Are you saying we should release that thing?”

Old Man Ban glanced at the speaker and nodded.

He said seriously, “This isn’t something we can decide; I need to consult the leader while he can still speak.”

Outside the Mohist Sect’s mechanical city.

By a calm-flowing river sat a woman.

She sat cross-legged under the blazing sun with her eyes tightly shut, looking as if she were asleep.

Her snow-white skin shone brightly under the sun, with a closer look revealing a halo of bright, luminescent light.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, serene, and noble.

She looked like a celestial being descended from heaven, unparalleled in beauty and grace.

Anyone seeing her would consider her a stunning beauty.

But hearing this, any Mohist Sect disciple would leap up and slap the speaker.

What beauty? This woman was a demoness!

Suddenly, Fei Yan, who seemed to be meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes.

She gently squeezed her delicate fingers and directed a finger technique toward the cliff.

With a loud boom.

A hole appeared on the cliff, accompanied by a burst of blood mist in the air.

Immediately, her cold gaze swept towards the gate of the Mohist Sect’s Mechanized City.

Several Mohist Sect disciples hiding behind the gate to observe the situation suddenly felt as if a prehistoric beast had locked its eyes on them, scaring them pale.

Their knees buckled and they collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Trembling, they crawled back.

They had heard many stories about living Bodhisattvas rescuing the suffering, but this was the first time they had seen a living Emperor of Hell who blasted people into smithereens.

Over these days, they didn’t even know how many Mohist Sect disciples had died at that woman’s hands.

Just one more look at her meant risking their lives!

Fei Yan withdrew her gaze, her eyes instantly calming down.

She looked up at the blazing sun.

Today marked the sixth day she had been guarding here.

Although the Six-Fingered Black Knight had escaped into the Mohist Sect’s Mechanized City, she had placed a curse on him.

If left untreated, he would have at most nine days to live.

This meant that as long as she guarded this place for three more days, the Six-Fingered Black Knight would undoubtedly die.

When I, Dongjun, say you will die, there is no way you will live!

Fei Yan lowered her head and rubbed her empty stomach.

In the past few days, she could still catch fish from the river to eat, but recently the Mohist Sect had closed the sluice gate, cutting off the upstream water flow.

Now, even the fish in the water were scarce.

These days, Fei Yan could only stave off hunger by drinking river water.

“Three more days, and once the Six-Fingered Black Knight dies, I can return to see my husband.”

Fei Yan pursed her pale lips, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It was as if the thought of that person sustained her spiritually.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the direction of the Mohist Sect’s Mechanized City.

The previously calm river began to grow turbulent.

Fei Yan turned back to look towards the Mechanized City.

She furrowed her brows slightly.

“Did they open the sluice gate? Are they planning to escape through the water?”

The Mohist Sect had tried this method before.

But Fei Yan had astonishing vision.

In this clear river water, it was impossible to conceal themselves.

Entering the water meant certain death; there was no chance to escape.

Fei Yan stood up from the boulder she had been sitting on.

Her luxurious long dress swayed in the wind, accentuating her full, graceful figure.

Her limpid autumn eyes seemed to contain a pair of dark gems.

She carefully watched the waters with an icy gaze.

She had already formed the necessary hand signs, ready to strike at anyone passing underwater.

The river grew increasingly turbulent, and white waves churned up at the surface.

The waves rhythmically crashed against the cliffs on either side, echoing through the valley like war drums.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared at the bottom of the river.

Fei Yan’s eyes instantly focused, and she unleashed the “Dragon’s Travel Qi” she had formed in her hand without hesitation.

Boom!

The churning river surface erupted into a towering column of water.

Fei Yan lifted her jade-like arm, a light shield appearing in front of her.

All the cascading water was deflected away.

“Something’s wrong, why didn’t a body float up?”

Looking at the empty river surface, Fei Yan furrowed her brows slightly.

Clearly, a shadow had passed below just now, and she had hit it.

But unlike before, no body had emerged.

Fei Yan didn’t think she would miss; it was the confidence of a top-notch expert.

So there was only one explanation: what she had hit wasn’t alive!

Fei Yan’s gem-like eyes darted around.

Suddenly realizing something, she lightly tapped her foot, and her body floated backward like a feather.

Almost simultaneously, a massive wave exploded on the river surface.

A huge green tail rushed out from the riverbed!

With the force to split mountains, it struck the boulder where Fei Yan had been standing.