Chapter 75: You think you can hit my little blood demon?

Tao Lani’s pupils trembled as she heard the familiar voice, then she looked toward where it came from.

“Little Weiwei?”

The familiar figure appeared in her sight, and Tao Lani felt a warmth surge within her, nourishing every part of her body.

The Black-robed Man silently stared at the longsword stuck in the ground, then turned his gaze toward the approaching Weibai.

“Glorious Throne,” he said, sizing up Weibai for a few seconds before speaking again. “You’re an elf?”

A black line spread outward in all directions, centered on Weibai.

At the same time, Weibai met the Black-robed Man’s gaze.

The Black-robed Man noticed that the young man’s eyes were ice-cold, seemingly devoid of any emotion.

“Who are you?” Weibai asked, then yanked the Glorious Throne out of the ground.

“Why does everyone always like asking me who I am?”

The Black-robed Man rubbed his forehead, his tone helpless.

“Does it matter who I am?”

“It really doesn’t.”

Weibai’s eyes sharpened, and he swung his sword without hesitation.

“Sword Technique · Moon Sweep!”

A dazzling crescent-shaped horizontal slash appeared in front of Weibai, arcing toward the Black-robed Man.

Feeling the sharp sword aura, the Black-robed Man remained motionless.

Just as Weibai thought the attack would land, a black shadow suddenly dropped in front of the Black-robed Man, spreading its wings to block the blow.

Seeing Weibai’s attack blocked, Tao Lani quickly warned, “This Black-robed Man has a Black Bird alchemic creation—it’s very strange. Be careful!”

Weibai nodded and gave Tao Lani a reassuring look.

Seeing Weibai’s expression, Tao Lani felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

The Black-robed Man took in their exchange, his movements freezing for a moment before he said coldly, “You two look like lovers? Hah, how rare—a Blood Demon and an elf pairing up these days.”

Weibai couldn’t be bothered to explain.

He blocked the Black Bird’s claws with the Glorious Throne, pulled Tao Lani into his arms with one hand, and quickly retreated.

Only after creating a safe distance did he set Tao Lani down and say softly, “It’s okay. Don’t worry about me.”

“But—mmph!”

Tao Lani tried to say more, but felt something shoved into her mouth.

“All right, don’t talk. Eat your food first.”

Weibai grinned and stuffed a Blood Block into Tao Lani’s mouth, even pressing it firmly to seal her small lips shut.

“Mmph… mmph mmph!”

Tao Lani struggled to speak, but the Blood Block made it impossible.

She could only claw at the food in her mouth, trying to get it out.

Seeing Tao Lani’s funny expression, Weibai nodded in satisfaction, then clapped his hands and said, “Wait here.”

Then his expression turned serious.

Holding the Glorious Throne in one hand, he strode back toward the Black-robed Man.

The Black-robed Man glared at Weibai with dark, murderous eyes.

“What, rested enough? Ready to die in her place?”

The Black-robed Man toyed with his Magic Wand, his tone mocking.

“We’ll see who dies!”

Both sides attacked at the same time.

As Weibai spoke, the Black-robed Man commanded the Black Bird to strike at him.

He tried to summon a magic bullet but found all his mana seemed sealed, completely unresponsive.

Weibai, sword in hand, used the Glorious Throne to block the Black Bird’s attacks as he said, “What’s wrong? Can’t use magic anymore?”

Seeing the Black-robed Man’s obvious hesitation, Weibai knew his chance had come.

So his magic had worked after all.

“Sword Technique · Wind Rise!”

Without any hesitation, Weibai unleashed his strongest strike.

Feeling the aura around Weibai, the Black-robed Man froze, then quickly retreated, trying to escape the skill’s range.

“Divine Bird! Go!”

The Black-robed Man ordered the Black Bird to lunge forward.

The Black Bird flapped its wings, its sharp claws reaching for Weibai.

“Weiwei! That bird’s claws can break through spells!”

Tao Lani saw Weibai standing still and, in panic, bit the Blood Block into pieces and yelled at him.

“Haha, that’s right! The Xieyabian Divine Bird’s claws can break through all magic in this world!”

The Black-robed Man laughed loudly as he retreated swiftly.

“Want to know why?”

He rambled at Weibai, “Those claws are coated with Golden Blood I went to great lengths to obtain. And the Golden Blood’s effect is to nullify all magic!”

Inside the wind field, Weibai automatically filtered out the Black-robed Man’s distracting chatter.

The Glorious Throne trembled slightly in the wind field.

Seeing that his words hadn’t affected Weibai’s charging speed, the Black-robed Man cursed inwardly and fled even faster.

The Black Bird crashed into the wind barrier, producing a dull thud.

Then the wind field shaved off the Black Bird’s feathers one by one, followed by its flesh and bones, all shredded by the gale.

Soon the Black Bird was covered in blood.

It screeched desperately, shooting out all its feathers—a torrent of black quills flying toward Weibai.

Seeing the Black Bird’s action, Tao Lani’s worry was almost overwhelming.

She was truly concerned for Weibai, afraid he wouldn’t block this attack, even more afraid he’d get hurt.

At the same time, the Black Bird’s claws followed the feathers, reaching for Weibai.

Yet the black feathers were all deflected upon contact with the wind field, unable to penetrate it at all.

Then the Black Bird’s claws touched the wind barrier.

Only the tips of the claws pierced through before they stalled, unable to go deeper.

Seeing this, the distant Black-robed Man grew uneasy.

“What kind of magic is this?”

The wind howled in Weibai’s ears, drowning out the Black-robed Man’s words.

Sensing the time was right, he immediately unleashed his killing blow.

“Sword Technique · Wind Rise!”

Weibai shouted, and the wind field around him exploded outward.

He raised the Glorious Throne and slashed fiercely toward the Black-robed Man.

A boundless wall of clouds, carrying immense sword aura, shot toward the Black-robed Man at terrifying speed.

Tao Lani gaped at the sword aura and the cloud wall enveloping them both.

She was shocked.

So Little Weiwei is this strong?

That sword aura looked absolutely extraordinary!

What kind of Sword Technique is this? Not only could it neutralize the Black Bird’s attack, but it also unleashed such a powerful strike!

Tao Lani’s curiosity about Weibai grew even stronger.

The Black-robed Man watched the sword aura closing in, his entire body trembling.

He sensed a threat—one that could take his life.

“What kind of magic is this?!”

The Black-robed Man asked again, his voice uncertain.

This time, Weibai heard him.

“It’s not magic. It’s sword technique honed through training.”

Weibai said, his longsword slashing down toward the Black-robed Man.