RPAGF Chapter 154 Discussion
Chapter 154 Discussion
The girl swiftly threw out a defensive talisman, completely enveloping herself in a blue protective shield.
The arrow was deflected and shot towards a large tree nearby.
The tree trunk exploded, leaving a charred mess, with branches and bark flying everywhere in a dazzling display.
The lightning struck the ground, carving shallow trenches, scattering pebbles and filling the air with dust.
In the first round, both players were unharmed, resulting in a draw!
The man fired three arrows, all of which disappeared abruptly less than a meter from the girl.
He gathered spiritual power in one hand, and a dozen purple charged spheres slowly appeared in his palm. He threw them at her, and they spun rapidly, forming a dense net of lightning.
A sense of oppression suddenly arose. The girl placed her hands in front of her chest, her fingers flying in a flurry of motion. A large net woven from blue silk threads appeared out of thin air, swiftly meeting the attack.
In an instant, the explosion resounded throughout the entire forest, deafeningly loud.
The girl crossed her arms, smiled smugly, and her eyebrows were full of pride.
The next second, her smile froze on her lips as three purple arrows attacked from above and from her left and right sides, shattering her defensive shield.
In the second round, neither of them was injured, but the man had a slight advantage.
The girl put away her casual demeanor, the small water droplet mark on her forehead shimmering. She threw out two water talismans with her left hand and drew a circle with her right index finger.
At the same time, a blue halo formed above the man's head, with five swords appearing in the center, their cold light flashing and their aura menacing.
The girl lowered her gaze, and the swords fell vertically in unison, sharp and fierce, yet without any lethality.
The man gritted his teeth and fired an arrow, altering the trajectory of one of the handles.
His right hand was too weak to draw the bowstring, so he simply withdrew the crystal bow, put his four fingers together, gathered the last bit of spiritual power, and unleashed a palm strike.
The purple palm wind dispersed the remaining four swords, and the water talisman just happened to float by, instantly turning the man into a drowned rat.
In the third round, the two remained unscathed, with the girl emerging victorious.
Ye Jingke collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his handsome face showing signs of distress and exhaustion.
He lowered his eyes, stared at his large hands, shook his head, and sighed softly.
Although he has become more powerful now, his physical strength is being depleted very quickly. If he encounters a prolonged battle in the future, he may not be able to withstand it.
Aside from being a little sleepy, Cheng Ai was in excellent spirits.
She giggled and threw herself into the man's arms, tilting her head back and smiling softly, her eyes sparkling, "Want to keep fighting? Want to keep fighting? I still have so many formations to use, do you want to continue?"
Ye Jingke gently rubbed the back of her head, gave her a lingering kiss, and said helplessly, "I'm a little tired. Let's go back to camp and rest first, and fight again another day, okay?"
Cheng Ai nodded in agreement, then asked in confusion, "Both the lightning net and the palm wind are spells, so how come you have spiritual power in your body?"
After a moment's thought, Ye Jingke guessed, "I remember you once fed me a few drops of blood; it must be the effect of that blood."
He paused for a moment, then said, "While we were sparring just now, many unfamiliar yet familiar spell gestures and incantations flashed through my mind. Due to time constraints, I randomly chose two spells with low damage to cast, but the results were unexpectedly excellent."
Cheng Ai suddenly realized, picked up his left hand, and carefully examined the watch.
Less than a minute later, she lightly pressed a button, took out a dagger, and made a move to slash her palm.
Ye Jingke was shocked and quickly stopped her, asking urgently, "What are you doing?"
"I'll give you blood to drink." Cheng Ai said seriously, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "The reason you're so tired is because you've exhausted both your spiritual energy and physical strength. If you want to recover as quickly as possible, drinking blood is the fastest way."
Ye Jingke was exasperated. He forcefully snatched the dagger, grabbed Cheng Ai, and quickly headed towards the camp.
That brat, drinking her lover's blood while fighting, does she think he's a demon?
"From now on, whether you're drawing talismans or casting spells, it's best to come to me if you need blood."
Cheng Ai stayed close to him, asking in confusion, "Why?"
“Your blood contains spiritual power. If other cultivators find out, they will definitely try to possess it by any means necessary, and you will be in danger then,” Ye Jingke explained patiently.
After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Ai finally came up with a compromise: "After recording the show tomorrow, I'll get a small bag to carry with me and put a few small bottles of cinnabar mixed with essential oil in it, just in case."
She paused, glanced at the man with dissatisfaction, and added with concern, "Your blood is also very precious. Unless absolutely necessary, please don't reveal that you also know mystical arts."
Ye Jingke gave a soft "hmm," feeling a warm glow in his heart.
When they returned to their camp, Ouyang Yuze and Yu Duo were asleep by the stove, and the four guests in the wooden house were also fast asleep.
Ye Jingke and Cheng Ai tiptoed around, quickly washed up, and then lay down to rest.
In the early morning, the forest is enveloped in a mist like a transparent white veil, hazy and beautiful.
Birdsong filled the air, and the slowly rising sun chased away the thin mist, revealing the original azure sky.
Zhong Zheyi was the first to get up, boil water, wash his face, take out the trash, and make breakfast, perfectly embodying the image of a good family man.
Yu Duo shook her head, dazedly put down the crystal ball, and called Ouyang Yuze to go chop wood.
Not long after, Yuan Yao and Yun Panpan also woke up. The two chatted and drank soup, making quite a racket.
Ye Jingke gently rubbed his temples and woke up Cheng Ai, who was fast asleep beside him, so they could wash up and have a meal together.
The live stream started on time again, and the seven guests were dismantling the wooden house, each busy with their own tasks in an orderly manner.
[Hopefully, Ah Yao Pan Pan and Unlucky Sweet will stop causing trouble and let everyone get through the last day smoothly.]
[@ZhaoNan, where will the third part be filmed? I want to stake out the filming location beforehand.]
[The flower on Xiao Ai's forehead is so beautiful, did her assistant draw it on?]
[Brother Ye, Brother Ye, I love you~ like a mouse loves rice~ rocking horse~]
Zheyi is so handsome, he makes my heart pound.
【Huh? Why is Sweetie still sleeping? She wasn't the one keeping watch last night!】
Around 11 o'clock, Ouyang Yuze cleaned up the remaining prey and started cooking.
During the meal, Zhong Zheyi seemed somewhat distracted.
After washing the pot, he quickly walked over to Shu Tian, squatted down, gently patted her arm, and whispered, "Sweetie, it's noon. Do you want to get up and eat something?"
[Holy crap, this is ridiculous. I haven't done anything all morning, and now I have to be called to eat?]
[Sisters, don't be hypocritical. When Night Emperor and Little Ai Ai slept all day without doing any work, why didn't you come out and spout nonsense?]
[How can that be the same? They were the ones who bought all the facilities, big and small, in the camp. That unlucky Sweetie is always late or trips, constantly causing trouble!]
Shu Tian slowly opened her eyes, whimpered, turned over, and hugged her arms to continue sleeping.
Her brows were furrowed, her face was flushed, and her breathing was heavy; she seemed to be in great discomfort.
Zhong Zheyi was taken aback and immediately reached out to touch her forehead, only to find it was burning hot.
He panicked and hurriedly shouted to the guests, "Something terrible has happened! Tian Tian is sick!"
[Xiao Zhong, don't just stand there! Quickly press the SOS button and let the production crew come pick you up!]