CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 61

The Thunder Attraction Array formed once again, but this time it was noticeably weaker than the first.

Cen Lizhui gritted his teeth; he simply felt that it was such a pity if Chen Muxue died without him ever having tasted her cooking.

It must be just for this reason, simply because... because he wanted to taste her cooking just once!

"You can’t stop it, you’ll get yourself killed!" Fei Ying stepped forward to stop him, but was pulled away by a disciple of the Liuyun Sect.

"Sixth Elder, get out of the way!!"

Just when everyone was lamenting that they were about to witness the deaths of two people, Chen Muxue drew an iron pot from her back, swung it quickly, and Cen Lizhui was suddenly pushed back a few steps. The Thunder Attraction Array dissipated once more, and he muffled a cough of blood.

In the next second, Chen Muxue swiftly raised the iron pot, facing the terrifying Heavenly Thunder directly!

"Boom!!!"

Various radiant Spiritual Energy exploded from the iron pot, forming a solid shield that collided head-on with the Heavenly Thunder. A strong shockwave erupted, shattering the doors and windows of houses on both sides of the street, and some roof tiles were even blasted away!

Quick-reacting cultivators swiftly entered a defensive state, but even so, many were pushed back several meters.

"How is this... possible?!"

Liu Lingshi, behind Lin Qing’s defensive array, still felt the intense shockwave. She half-shielded her face with her arm, her eyes filled with shock: "Was it the Spiritual Energy absorbed just now?"

The bluestone ground beneath Chen Muxue’s feet was crushed, forming a pit where she stood.

The dense and astonishing Spiritual Energy continuously neutralized with the Heavenly Thunder, and suddenly, a shattering sound was heard.

"It’s not enough, her shield is still broken!"

Although not much of the Heavenly Thunder remained, its terrifying intensity could still be fatal!

"Rumble!"

The Heavenly Thunder struck down, shaking the ground, dust flying everywhere, obscuring the view.

"Cough cough cough..." Everyone covered their mouths and noses, waving the dust away. Moments later, a large pit appeared before their eyes.

"Could it be that not even bones are left?" someone speculated.

Cen Lizhui clutched his chest; he was a bit exhausted but still managed to step forward a few paces.

Fei Ying couldn’t bear to look anymore, turning away. It seemed all the recent excitement was just a farce.

What a pity, the dishes the young lady made were quite tasty.

"Chen Muxue?"

The dust gradually settled, and in the large pit lay a figure holding an iron pot in hand.

Cen Lizhui took out his last Life Fruit, approaching the figure: "My calculations can’t be that inaccurate... you’re not the type to die young..."

His figure wobbled; the series of exertions had truly surpassed his limit, and the forced breaking of his array led to a backlash, leaving him extremely weak now.

"Elder, it’s a Life Fruit!" Behind Fei Ying, a Liuyun Sect disciple, with sharp eyes, saw the item Cen Lizhui took out and quickly shouted.

At this, many eyes that had already moved away focused instantly.

"Young friend, don’t waste it, how about I buy this Life Fruit from you?"

"She can’t be saved, fellow Daoist, a Life Fruit is hard to come by, and us meeting here today could be considered fate..."

Lin Qing also wanted to step forward but was held back by Liu Lingshi, who shook her head.

She did not want to take advantage of others’ difficulties, forcing a deal, or even worse...

"Hand it over, you!" A cultivator came forward, kicked Cen Lizhui down, and took the Life Fruit.

Fei Ying’s eyes turned cold; the cultivator had already planned an escape route and wasn’t expecting the rest to just let him go.

However, before he could act, his ankle was suddenly grabbed by someone.