49. The Plan
Looking at the last six minutes of the “Infinite Vitality” buff, Gong Yiling took a deep breath and decided to take a risk.
Although Prince Kui didn’t seem to be actively participating in the battle, if she targeted Murong Yun, he certainly wouldn’t just stand by and watch.
Therefore, to deal with Murong Yun, she had to make a move on Prince Kui.
“Ling’er!”
Just then, Gong Muzhi’s sudden return gave Gong Yiling the key to breaking the stalemate.
The crimson longsword appeared, instantly forcing the ominous ghost puppet back several steps. Gong Yiling also followed and returned to Gong Muzhi’s side.
“Mom, you’re back?”
“I’ve left the task of escorting the others to that big bald head.” Gong Muzhi frowned and looked at the humanoid puppet in front of her. Even she felt an abyss-like aura from this guy.
“This is like a demonic sect’s cultivation technique, but it’s not. It’s really troublesome.”
“The ghost dao’s art is not like a demonic sect’s move. Mom, you have to be careful.”
“Don’t worry, Ling’er.” Gong Muzhi sneered. “Does your mother still take this kind of crooked and evil path?”
Gong Muzhi’s appearance meant that she could temporarily ignore the strange thing summoned by Murong Yun. Her target was now only Lin Bieji and Murong Yun.
In that case… this plan could work!
So, just as Gong Muzhi engaged the puppet, Gong Yiling immediately turned her attention to Lin Bieji.
To catch a thief, you naturally had to catch the one who was controlling everything.
And this person could only be Lin Bieji.
“You…?”
Lin Bieji was a bit surprised that Gong Yiling’s target was actually him.
However, the current situation naturally did not allow him to think too much.
“Interesting.”
The long wind contained several sharp sword blade attacks. Lin Bieji, seeing this, could only dodge while retreating.
But even so, he could more or less guess Gong Yiling’s purpose, so although he had been dodging all along, this dodging was quite methodical.
As long as the attack was close to Murong Yun, he would not retreat a step and would block the attack. On the contrary, he would not pay much attention to Miss Gong’s continuous attacks.
—To trick him into taking the bait, this was by no means so simple.
Time passed by, and Gong Yiling seemed to have not gained any advantage from Lin Bieji, and the second ghost essence puppet was about to be born.
The pressure on the offense was about to make Gong Yiling breathless, and even her attack rhythm began to become chaotic.
Realizing this, Lin Bieji, who originally did not know Gong Yiling’s current state, had a few guesses.
She had given up all her defensive means, which could only mean one thing, that this state could not last for a long time.
In other words, the thing in this girl’s hand could actually not last for too long, so she had to, at all costs, finish this matter before the negative effects took effect.
Thinking of this, Lin Bieji also had his own plan, and his actions became more passive, making people feel like they were hitting a ball of cotton.
If it weren’t for the fact that this domain had already been split open, Gong Yiling really suspected that this guy would find a similar thing to trap himself.
However, the more passive Lin Bieji was, the more it proved that his own actions seemed to have worked.
It was to let him realize that the reason he was so arrogant now was entirely for another reason, to let him notice that time was the key to breaking the stalemate.
Indeed, she herself couldn’t take out a second Snickers bar to sweep away the hunger, and even if she had, taking another Snickers bar in a short period of time would have no effect.
But don’t forget, the one who was most easily overlooked on the field was precisely the one who had not appeared on the field at all, or rather, the “surprise soldier” that had not been taken seriously by everyone.
And at the moment this “infinite vitality” buff completely disappeared, Miss Gong’s body immediately froze.
She had actually underestimated how exaggerated the influence of ignoring the pain was, or rather, she had underestimated what it felt like to have so many different kinds of power running rampant in her body.
After all, she was now just an ordinary Earthly Nether realm cultivator. It was just that her means were a little more, her meridians were a little thicker than ordinary people, and her moves were a little more fancy.
In this kind of fairy-tale battle, she had already given the Earthly Nether realm a lot of face.
“Oh.” Noticing that Gong Yiling had completely stopped moving and her face had become unusually pale, Lin Bieji naturally stopped dodging and fanned himself with a folding fan, chuckling. “It seems that Miss Gong’s ability is only this much?”
“You—” Gong Yiling couldn’t help but squat down, supporting her body with her longsword, and said through gritted teeth, “If you—dare to fight me—one on one, why would it be like this—”
—Damn it, it hurts like hell!
Her current situation was not an act, but really like this.
The more awake she was, the more unbearable the pain in her body was, so much so that her eyes were about to roll back.
“Why should I have to compete with a spent arrow?” Lin Bieji couldn’t help but sigh. “I’ve already told you the reason once.”
“Even if you can really win, really win against Murong Yun, this chaos in the Youhan Dynasty, are you planning to handle it yourself? An outsider, and even a Young Palace Master of a demonic sect, why would those generals listen to your arrangements?”
“Miss Gong, no matter what, the fruit of the ending has been written by the cause that pushed all this. The ending of the Eight Desolations Deer Hunt was just a fluke that you solved a few times. No one can despise this prophecy, and even you, who the prophecy can’t see through, can’t either.”
“Is that so—”
Gong Yiling looked up and watched as Lin Bieji walked towards her step by step, watching as the second puppet was only a step away from being created.
She suddenly laughed.
“Prophecies and the like, their only use… is just to be broken.”
“If you choose to uphold the result of the Eight Desolations Deer Hunt, then—”
Before she could finish, Gong Yiling suddenly stood up and, with one step, gathered momentum, like a long wind straight in.
“Hold on to your prophecies and drown!”
“What!?”
Lin Bieji was a bit stunned for a moment, because not only did Gong Yiling’s injuries at this moment seem to be suppressed by something, but dozens of sealing talisman formations suddenly appeared around him.
“Don’t bully the Young Palace Master!”
A childish voice came from the side. It was Chun Lian.
This pile of talismans was undoubtedly all Heaven-grade. Although the restrictions they could have on the Immortal Mansion realm Lin Bieji were limited, the mere two seconds they created were enough for Gong Yiling to walk a long way.
And the one who came to block was not just Chun Lian.
