The Carefree Immortal, Episode 10: Bewilderment and Confusion, Chapter 2: Encirclement

“However, many questions remain. The Little Demon Lord is a supreme being of a realm, cruel, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty. Why would he personally intervene to save the world?”

Shui Ruo asked.

“Yes! How could such a villain come to save Ze Yang!”

Xiao Xuan said indignantly, never expecting his merit to be attributed to the demon who had beaten him half to death.

“What’s even more perplexing is that when that mysterious expert left, he also abducted Aunt Fei Luo…”

Shui Ruo said, frowning.

Xiao Xuan’s lips curled slightly, feeling his smile was enigmatic. He thought, “It’s alright, it’s alright. That mysterious expert is actually Grandpa Xiao Sheng!”

“To this day, Aunt Fei Luo’s whereabouts remain unknown,”

Shui Ruo continued.

"What?"

Xiao Xuan was shocked. "A'Luo... Aunt Fei Luo hasn't returned?"

"Yes, she hasn't come back since she was kidnapped,"

Shui Ruo said. "We're all guessing what that mysterious expert's purpose was in kidnapping her."

Xiao Xuan was filled with doubt and suspicion. "A'Luo has been gone from the Misty Forest for more than half a month. Why hasn't she returned to reunite with Master? She gave me her inner core, which greatly diminished her power. Could she have encountered some danger?"

"Didn't you go looking for her?"

Xiao Xuan became anxious.

"We did. Fang Shaolin also sent many people to search, but there were no results,"

Shui Ruo said. "Sixth Uncle has sent a message back to Phoenix Cliff to report to the Sect Master. I think the people in the sect will search everywhere."

"Where could she have gone?"

Xiao Xuan couldn't stay in bed any longer and wanted to get up immediately to find Fei Luo, but he had no idea where to look.

Just then, several roosters crowed in the distance. The two of them looked up together. The spring night was too short. They saw the window slightly white and realized that it was already dawn.

Shui Ruo suddenly panicked and said to Xiao Xuan, "Sixth Uncle is here too, you... hurry up and leave."

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with reluctance.

"Hurry up, Sixth Uncle will catch you!"

Shui Ruo urged again, her face full of anxiety.

Xiao Xuan sighed softly and had no choice but to get out of the warm bed and slowly put on his clothes.

Shui Ruo sat up beside him and helped him tidy his clothes and hair. She was a pampered princess, always spoiled and with a carefree personality, but at this moment she was unusually gentle. Her delicate fingers gently smoothed her lover's clothes inch by inch, and combed his hair strand by strand.

They remained silent, their eyes occasionally meeting, inseparable as if glued together.

"I'm leaving,"

Xiao Xuan said hesitantly, reluctantly getting out of bed.

Shui Ruo suddenly hugged him tightly from behind, her face trembling against his back. After a moment of desperate resistance, she finally broke down in tears.

Xiao Xuan turned and hugged her tightly, his heart aching.

"Don't come here again during this time. Second Senior Sister said many people want to capture you, and they are all very powerful. She said even my father can't protect you..."

Shui Ruo cried.

"Your father?"

Xiao Xuan was taken aback.

"I wanted to go to Zhongzhou to find my father, but both Eldest Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister said it was no use..."

Shui Ruo said.

Xiao Xuan immediately understood, feeling incredibly grateful, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Shui Ruo looked up, her face covered in tears, and said, "Find a secluded place to hide for a while, and don't come out for the time being... Don't come out for the next few years..."

Xiao Xuan nodded, feeling extremely depressed. He had always been clear about right and wrong, and hated evil, so how did he suddenly become a descendant of the Xuanhu, whom everyone wanted to kill?

"I know you like excitement, but this time you must wait until things are calm before... wait..."

Shui Ruo suddenly choked up, realizing that "calm times" might not come for a long time, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Yes, I'll be careful."

Xiao Xuan gazed at her intently, gently wiping away her tears with his fingers.

"Let's go. We've been traveling these past two days, and my master and uncle have all been getting up very early,"

Shui Ruo sobbed.

Xiao Xuan tossed his head, turned, and walked to the window. Just as he was about to leap out, he suddenly heard Shui Ruo call out from behind, "Wait!"

Xiao Xuan quickly turned around and saw the girl pick up her magic pouch from beside her pillow, rummaging through it. Then she put on her robe, got out of bed, and hurried over to him, handing him a package wrapped in a handkerchief. "Take this," she said. "

What is this?"

Xiao Xuan took it, opened it, and saw several pieces of jewelry. They looked quite familiar, and he quickly recognized one of them—a dazzling gold openwork bracelet—as Shui Ruo's favorite, something she only wore during festivals.

"These were given to me by my mother and sisters-in-law every time I came home. I had many, but they were all left on the mountain. I only brought these few with me this time. You'll need money sooner or later while you're away alone. Take these and exchange them when you need them,"

Shui Ruo said.

“No, no need…”

Xiao Xuan said, “I have money.”

“Just take it!”

Shui Ruo glared at him, “How can your little bit of money be enough?”

Xiao Xuan insisted, “I’ll earn more when I run out. I have hands and feet, can’t I do anything about it? These are your favorite things, I can’t…”

“If you push me again, I’ll get angry! Use it if you need it, and if you don’t… just keep it for me.”

Shui Ruo’s eyes suddenly reddened again, “If you miss me, take it out and look at it.”

Xiao Xuan’s eyes welled up with tears, so he carefully tied the handkerchief up, put it in his bosom and hid it carefully, then turned around and faced the window.

Shui Ruo bit her cherry lips and looked at him, her hands hanging down in front of her stomach, silently and forcefully twisting and bending them, the pain making her heart ache, and tears quietly slid down her cheeks.

Xiao Xuan suddenly turned around, his face wet with tears, and hugged her and kissed her passionately. A deep

kiss.

A long kiss.

Stone steps, an old house, an empty alley.

The wind was cold and the dew was heavy, the small town in the early morning seemed particularly quiet and desolate.

The town was tiny, and Xiao Xuan wandered aimlessly until, before he knew it, he was on the edge of town.

Ahead lay a narrow dirt road, flanked by low hills and thickets stretching endlessly to the horizon.

"This parting, I don't know when we'll meet again..."

Xiao Xuan turned back; the inn was no longer in sight.

The sky darkened slightly, and he looked up to see large, dark clouds rolling in from the horizon, obscuring the dawn.

"Is it going to rain...? Is even the heavens grieving for me?"

Xiao Xuan sighed sadly in the wind.

Suddenly, a thick dust storm rose in the distance, engulfing the road and vegetation, rolling in towards the town like a tidal wave.

Xiao Xuan's heart skipped a beat: "What is that? Why is there such a strange phenomenon out of nowhere?"

The dust storm arrived with overwhelming force, quickly reaching within dozens of feet. Branches were snapped, trees broken, sand and stones flew—a truly terrifying sight.

Accompanying it were deafening cries of agony and despair, a continuous, chilling cacophony.

Xiao Xuan, filled with apprehension, leaped into the air and flashed behind a house.

In the blink of an eye, the dust storm arrived, followed by the sounds of tiles being torn off and windows shattering, then screams and cries of terror erupted, turning the once peaceful town into chaos.

Xiao Xuan looked on in astonishment and saw countless figures wielding strange weapons and blades darting through the dust storm, rampaging through houses and alleys, killing anyone in their path.

A nauseating, foul stench instantly filled the entire town.

"Where did these demons come from?"

Xiao Xuan cried out in shock and anger. He quickly channeled his inner fire energy, and suddenly the wooden door of the house opposite opened. An old man with white hair poked his head out. Xiao Xuan swiftly moved forward, pushed him back inside, and kicked the door shut.

"You...you..."

The white-haired old man stumbled back several steps, collapsing to the ground, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

"Don't go out!"

Xiao Xuan hissed, seeing the old woman huddled on the bed, clutching a child, he too trembled with fear.

Just then, a sharp "crack" rang out, the window shattered, and a shadow darted in through the window, lunging at the old woman and child on the bed.

Xiao Xuan gave a soft shout, and the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip shot out from his sleeve like lightning, instantly enveloping the shadow.

The shadow let out a strange cry, leaping up and lunging back, a jagged, sickle-shaped blade slashing at his neck.

Xiao Xuan watched coldly, channeling his inner energy into his palm, and the Fiery Dragon Whip suddenly spewed forth flames, completely enveloping the bound red shadow.

The shadow roared fiercely, leaping and darting wildly, trying to extinguish the flames on its body, but after only a moment of struggle, it collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Xuan withdrew his true energy and finally saw clearly that what he had wrapped around was a humanoid monster missing half its head. Its clothes were tattered to shreds, and its face was covered with deep, long wounds, yet not a drop of blood seeped out, making it look like a corpse that had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies.

Xiao Xuan felt nauseous, swung his arm, and threw the monster far away to a corner of the room.

The three people inside were even more terrified. The old man scrambled to the bedside and hugged the old woman and the child tightly.

"Don't go out,"

Xiao Xuan said in a deep voice. He glanced outside and leaped out of the window.

The scene outside was already horrific, with broken walls, shattered limbs, and pools of blood everywhere. Xiao Xuan was burning with rage. He moved and hid in the smoke and dust, and in a short while, he quietly dealt with several more monsters. He was horrified to find that none of them were intact. Some were missing noses and eyes, some had severed limbs, and some had their bellies ripped open, their appearance extremely gruesome.

"What kind of monsters are they? Why are they suddenly attacking this town?"

Xiao Xuan was filled with doubt. As darkness deepened, he looked up and saw that the sky was obscured by vast expanses of black clouds, surging and rolling towards one direction like a raging torrent.

"Ah! Isn't that the inn where Master and the others are staying?"

Xiao Xuan suddenly realized, his heart filled with alarm, and he rushed towards the inn.

The dark clouds slowly descended, seemingly pressing down on him, creating a suffocating feeling.

Seeing the monsters growing denser ahead, Xiao Xuan didn't want to linger. A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately formed a hand seal—the shape-shifting technique taught to him by Fei Luo. He lunged forward, instantly transforming into a gray cat, leaping onto the nearby rooftop, and then continuously leaping over the monsters.

The inn came into view when suddenly a thunderous shout rang out from the sky: "Hey! Listen up! Hand over the Xuanhu immediately, or your lives may be spared!"

"It's coming for me again!"

Xiao Xuan was both shocked and furious, but then heard a sharp reply from the ground: "What kind of evil spirit dares to disturb the peace of the world!"

It was Yi Xunyan's voice.

Xiao Xuan looked over and saw several people standing on the eaves of the inn. He immediately recognized the familiar figures of Cui Caiting and his senior sisters, and his heart pounded with anxiety: "Oh no! Master and the others are trapped!"

"I am the Grand Marshal of the Seven Absolute Realms, sent by my lord to capture the Xuanhu. This place is now heavily surrounded. Do not make any futile struggles!"

the voice shouted from the sky.

"It's the Seven Evil Realms again!"

Xiao Xuan's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt a surge of anger: "To capture me, they actually killed innocent people indiscriminately! This town is probably going to be destroyed..."

"Shut up!"

Yi Xunyan shouted sharply: "Even if the evil fox is here, it should be decided by our sect. How can we let you evil people do whatever you want!"

Xiao Xuan was in pain and angry, and suddenly a lot of questions arose: "Strange! I arrived here last night, and even my master and the others didn't know. How did the people from the Seven Evil Realms find this place?"

He touched his abdomen, wondering: "Yan Huanluo was tied up properly, and it wasn't removed last night..."

"You're courting death!"

A thunderous shout suddenly rang out in the air: "Take them all down!"

The area around the inn immediately became abuzz. Countless mutilated monsters rushed up, and large chunks of black clouds descended from above. Hundreds of masked warriors holding long weapons leaped out of the clouds, roaring angrily, and pounced down with murderous intent.

Cui Caiting took the Dream-Entering Sword from Zhaixia, and the others drew their weapons. A flurry of light and shadow erupted as the two sides clashed, making the inn's rooftops unusually crowded. Yi

Xunyan flicked his sleeve, his energy tearing four or five monsters that had lunged at him into countless pieces.

Xiao Xuan, who had already reached the opposite rooftop, was startled and abruptly stopped.

Yi Xunyan glanced at the women, noticing their flustered movements, and with a swift movement, he circled the rooftop, causing monsters to flee in terror. He shouted, "There are many enemies! Each of you face one side and defend yourselves!"

The women, each skilled in combat, regained their footing and formed a circle around the center.

Just then, armored soldiers swooped down from the sky. As the women prepared to engage in skirmishes, Yi Xunyan leaped into the air. With a flick of his sleeve, a series of loud crashes echoed as more than ten armored soldiers plummeted to the ground.

"I'll handle the ones above, you all watch out for your surroundings!" 　　Yi Xunyan

shouted, his figure floating in the air like clouds and mist, sending several armored soldiers flying. His true energy scattered shattered armor and broken weapons across the sky. "Sixth Uncle is indeed powerful, his attacks are ruthless..." 　　Xiao Xuan watched in horror, his fear of Yi Xunyan growing even stronger. 　　A large number of creatures surged forward again, attacking the women from all sides. 　　Xia Xiaowan, wielding a short hammer, struck here and there, managing to repel several enemies before becoming somewhat exhausted. Martial arts were not her forte, and she hadn't fully recovered from last night's drunkenness. She wanted to summon the earth spirit for help, reaching for the earth spirit flute at her waist, but a moment's distraction allowed a sharp spear to break through her defenses, striking towards her neck with lightning speed. 　　"Ah!" 　　Xia Xiaowan cried out in surprise, suddenly seeing a burst of golden light beside her, cleaving the monster that was about to pierce her in two, spear and all. 　　"What's going on?" 　　Xue Han frowned and asked softly. She twisted her arm and the huge light shield conjured by the Golden Shield slashed out diagonally, splitting another crimson shadow several feet away in two.

Xiao Wan broke out in a cold sweat, her voice trembling as she said, "These monsters are so fast!"

She picked up the Earth Spirit Flute and began to blow. Suddenly, the stone street in front of the inn arched open, and one after another, strangely thick earth spirits, each over ten feet tall, crawled out of the overturned soil, immediately attracting the surrounding horde of monsters.

Xue Han stood guard beside her, protecting her. Xiao Wan

continued to play, and the number of earth spirits finally reached the limit of her summoning ability. The eight earth spirits, each with extremely strong defense and power, relieved a lot of pressure on the girls.

Because Yi Xunyan was there, Xiao Xuan could only suppress his desire to help, anxiously watching from the rooftop opposite the inn.

"Disgusting! Why are all these monsters missing noses, eyes, limbs, or arms?"

Shui Ruo spat, secretly worried. "They're after Pighead again. I wonder if he's gone far enough?"

"These must be the infamous Seven Evil Corpses from the Seven Evil Armies of the Seven Evil Realms. It's said they were created by refining people tortured to death using evil magic. They are extremely resentful and fierce, not only ferocious and swift but also insensitive to pain and fear. They are incredibly difficult to deal with. Everyone, please be careful,"

Li Mengtang said solemnly.

"And what about those masked evil spirits in the sky?"

Zhaixia looked at the sky worriedly. "There are so many!"

"Those are also part of the Seven Evil Armies, known as Evil Armor. Their direct combat strength is even greater than that of the Evil Corpses,"

Li Mengtang said. She stood gracefully on the eaves, holding a bow in her left hand and drawing the string in her right. Every time her fingers released the bow, a flash of blue lightning appeared, and monsters, near or far, would fall to the ground.

Xiao Xuan watched, his heart pounding. He thought to himself, "Of the four senior sisters, the eldest senior sister is the most decisive in her moves, but the second senior sister is undoubtedly the most graceful and beautiful."

His gaze shifted to Cui Caiting. He noticed that her sword was still sheathed, her movements were simple and casual, yet she was unmatched at closing the distance within three steps.

Xiao Xuan stared blankly, a strange feeling suddenly rising in his heart: "Master's moves are unremarkable, yet they seem so beautiful. Why have I never noticed this before..."

Yi Xunyan swept through the air like dry leaves, and in a short while, he had shattered nearly half of the hundreds of evil armored soldiers in the air. Suddenly, a roar echoed through the sky, his power overwhelming the surrounding armored soldiers. Five ferocious-looking demon generals leaped down from the black clouds, one wielding a long-handled broadsword, one a giant wolf-tooth club, one a giant Xuanhua axe, one a six-sided double-bladed weapon, and one a meteor hammer. All of them were clad in heavy armor and surrounded him.

Yi Xunyan suddenly felt the pressure increase exponentially, and despite several consecutive moves, he failed to break through one of them.

The five generals coordinated their attacks and defenses, subtly forming a battle formation, each of their combat power multiplying.

Suddenly, one of the generals sneered and shouted, "We are the five vanguard generals under the Grand Marshal: Wrath, Anger, Discontent, Annoyance, and Resentment. We have taken countless enemy heads. You stubborn fool, why don't you surrender now!"

Yi Xunyan's face turned cold, and a sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes. With a flick of his sleeve, invisible, immense forces shot out from the air, pressing down on the five generals like a tidal wave.

The five generals were thrown about, all startled, yet they remained incredibly brave, not retreating an inch, but instead unleashing their full power to fight back.

Higher in the sky, on a huge black cloud, dozens of figures of varying sizes, heights, and even strange shapes stood silently.

At the very front of these figures stood a strange, large palanquin, its body carved with intricate and enigmatic patterns. Some resembled eyes, others ears, noses, tongues, and even internal organs. The interior, however, was lavishly decorated with brocade and embroidery, creating a stark contrast to the exterior.

Inside, a hunched-over, disheveled person sat with their head bowed, seemingly drowsy.

On either side of this person stood a woman, both exceptionally beautiful. The one on the left, with her delicate eyebrows, smoky eyes, wasp waist, and shapely hips, was none other than Qi Ji; the one on the right, alluring and captivating, possessed an extremely seductive appearance, but her identity remained unknown.

Aside from those bowing their heads in the palanquin, everyone else watched the battle below. Near the palanquin, an old man in purple robes leaning on a staff nodded and said, "As expected of the Lone Smoke from Beyond the Heavens who subdued the demon kings of the forty-nine caves, even the Five Vanguards are no match for him."

Qi Ji said, "This scoundrel's techniques are extremely dangerous. Last time, I fought him for less than ten rounds before my true essence was immediately damaged."

"Oh?"

The foxy beauty on the other side said, "So despicable? Then we must kill this fellow today, no, it would be better to capture him alive and let my sister vent her anger!"

Qi Ji, however, remained indifferent and did not respond.

The old man in purple robes nodded and said, "Some techniques of the Xuan Sect should not remain in this world."

"I wonder if that White-browed Black Rat is also here?"

Qi Ji frowned and asked.

"Madam, do not worry. Today, all the experts of our realm have come out. If he is here, we will deal with him as well,"

the old man in purple robes said calmly.

"Although these two are only at the level of Loose Immortals, their cultivation is comparable to the Taiyi realm. We must not underestimate them,"

Qi Ji said, then suddenly asked, "Why hasn't my mother arrived yet?"

"The High Priest has arrived and is within a hundred miles,"

the purple-robed elder smiled.

"Is the little fox here or not?"

The person in the palanquin suddenly spoke, slowly raising his head to reveal a sickly, pale face—none other than the current ruler of the Seven Absolute Realms, the Little Demon Lord.

Immediately, a person rushed out from behind the palanquin, scrambling to the front, trembling as he said, "Holy Lord, I would never dare to speak nonsense. That little fox is definitely here."

This person's hair was disheveled, his chin covered in sparse stubble, and he looked extremely haggard and disheveled—it was none other than He Tianpeng.

The Little Demon Lord stared at him coldly. His eye sockets and cheeks were even more sunken than half a month ago, his skin was loose, and wrinkles were even faintly visible on his forehead and around his eyes, as if he had aged considerably in an instant.

He Tianpeng felt a chill run through his body and hurriedly said, "The method of tracking the Deer-like creature is a family secret technique, there's absolutely no way I could be wrong."

"Then, where is he?"

the Little Demon Lord asked weakly, his breath coming in short gasps.

"Young Master, don't worry, your health is important."

The alluring beauty quickly bent down and gently rubbed his chest.

Qi Ji frowned slightly, gave a subtle, cold laugh, and remained motionless.

He Tianpeng said tremblingly, "He must be hidden. Those below are all members of the Xuan Sect, and that white-haired woman is the Little Fox's master. As long as we capture her and interrogate her, the truth will come out."

The purple-robed elder suddenly said, "In no time, the Five Wrath Generals will be defeated."

"Find the Little Fox for me!"

the Little Demon Lord suddenly roared, which resulted in a terrifying gasp, as if he were about to die, his face turning pale and ashen.

A commotion immediately arose around them. The alluring beauty hurriedly rubbed his chest, then said coquettishly to the side, "Young Master is in such a hurry, Elder Bu, Elder Yin, please think of a solution quickly!"

The purple-robed elder said, "Young Master, rest assured, I will immediately dispatch men to assist Nu Tian. If Xuan Hu is here, he will have no

chance to escape even if he has wings." Suddenly, a gray-clad man stepped out from the crowd, his eyes bloodshot. He bowed slightly to the purple-robed elder and said, "Elder Bu, this subordinate is willing to deal with that Lone Smoke from Beyond the Heavens."

The Seven Absolutes Realm was filled with powerful figures, among whom, besides the six elders, there were also the four priests and the seven generals.

This man was none other than General Ling Aotian, one of the Seven Great Generals, renowned for his "Peerless Pride," one of the Seven Great Evil Techniques of the Seven Absolute Realms, and his Seven Fiend Whip Corpse Pestle.

The purple-robed elder was Bu Musi, the head elder of the Six Great Elders, who had endured countless tribulations and whose cultivation rivaled that of a Taiyi Daluo.

Elder Bu smiled and said, "General Ling, I think it would be better to let someone else go."

Ling Aotian's expression hardened, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Elder Bu said, "I've heard that the Evil-Repelling True Qi practiced by this Lone Smoke from Beyond the Heavens is a great technique of the Xuan Sect, specifically designed to counter unorthodox Taoist arts. Your Peerless Pride is cultivated from the malevolent energy of heaven and earth, which may be just what he's looking for."

Ling Aotian's crimson eyes suddenly widened, a sharp glint flashing across them, and he said coldly, "Oh, then I, Ling Aotian, must go and meet him to prove that the Grand Elder's words are true."

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly sank, and he disappeared from the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Elder Bu shook his head, sighed, and softly called out, "Priest Wu."

A white-robed man stepped out from the crowd, his head full of silver hair, with large swaths falling down his front, almost obscuring his entire face.

"General Ling is likely no match for the Lone Smoke from Beyond the Heavens. I request the High Priest's assistance,"

Elder Bu said.

The silver-haired man nodded slightly, his hand reaching forward. Instantly, ripples appeared in the air, and a seven-stringed zither, seemingly sculpted from ice, materialized out of thin air.

"High Priest, do not be careless. The true energy of this Lone Smoke from Beyond the Heavens ranks among the top three in the Xuan Sect. It cannot be taken without reaching the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm,"

Elder Bu added.

The silver-haired man remained silent, holding the zither to his chest. His feet began to slowly sink until he disappeared into the clouds.

Elder Bu looked down and saw Li Mengtang, dressed in a green robe, drawing her bow with both hands, her arrows flying like a machine gun, shooting down and sending the evil corpse soldiers flying. She stood out among the beauties.

"Swallow the Heavens,"

Elder Bu suddenly called out again.

"Here."

A deep, booming voice responded, and a colossal monster, the size of a small mountain, emerged from the crowd. It had beady eyes, a lion's nose, a gaping maw, and an entirely indigo body. A long, chillingly sharp claw-like gauntlet adorned its left wrist. Its bare upper body, bulging with muscular muscles, was tattooed with a grotesque, multicolored beast—the ancient mythical creature, the Taotie.

"You go too,"

Elder Bu said, narrowing his eyes. "Eat that little girl with the bow."

"Huh..."

The monster gaped, its blood-red maw glaring downwards. Saliva overflowed from its mouth, dripping from its terrifying teeth and down its chin, soaking its chest and abdomen.

"Be careful of her bow,"

Elder Bu added.

"Howl!"

The monster let out a deafening roar, its massive body suddenly rising from the clouds, leaping a great distance with astonishing speed, disappearing into a cluster of dark clouds higher above.

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