My Cultivation System Chapter 221
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The white tiger knew his little brother was not a match for the general sect leader. So, he joined the black tiger to fight.
Their strengths might not stop the general sect leader, but their combined attacks will.
Even with their combined strength, the Tigers knew they couldn't stop the old man in front of him. So, all they need to do is stall for some time. So, that Henrick could escape.
"Two cats want to fight against me? Hehe."
Ardrid revealed an evil smile and started attacking the tigers.
'Roar'
As for the tigers, they were in perfect synchronization with one another and played with the old man.
Their main aim is to stop the old man from going after Henrick.
...
'Damn it...damn it.'
Henrick was cursing his carelessness and thought he should have stayed inside the treasure land.
'Once I become powerful, let's see what I will do for you.'
Before joining the sect, all he wanted to do was to cultivate peacefully and reach the immortal realm. If it was not possible, he wanted to go back and leave with his mother.
However, today, he witnessed true human nature and how cultivators can go to any extent to what they want.
'If they want to kill me for my bloodline, then what is the difference between them and the demonic cultivators?'
'Will they go to any extent to get my bloodline?'
'If I had the strength, will they still come after me?'
Henrick was rushing at his fastest as he had many thoughts flashed by in his head.
'The only good thing is the sect will not ask for the family background when a working disciple enters the sect; otherwise, they would have gone after my mother.'
It was the only good thing for him, and he didn't have to worry about his mother.
Even though he knew his mother was not a normal human, how can she have the power to take every cultivator in this world?
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'Shines'
Sudden, the golden key in his robes brightly shone, indicating that he is close to the treasure land.
'I am close.'
Henrick stopped thinking as he rushed forward while keeping his eyes on the surroundings.
'Swoosh'
Just when he was only a few meters away from the treasure land, a blue-coloured octopus tentacle rushed at him.
'Got you.'
A female voice came from the distance.
Even though Henrick was on full alert, he could not dodge the attack completely, and the tentacle wrapped around his right hand.
"You"
Henrick tried to cut the tentacle with his demon claw; however, there was no scratch on it, making him helpless.
Soon, he found out who caught him.
It was none other than sect leader Mirah from the true lake sect.
"Be a good young man and just die without making unnecessary troubles for me."
Mirah stood around 10 meters away from him, and beside her, there was a blue octopus.
"No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape from my little Octos' grips...Haha. Unless you cut off your arm."
Mirah laughed as she looked out for other cultivators.
She didn't want to waste too much time talk with Henrick. So, without any hesitation, she ordered her tamed beast to kill Henrick.
"Uff"
Henrick took a deep breath as he revealed a slight smile on his face, "Thank you for giving me such a good suggestion. In the future, when you hear my name, hide; otherwise, it won't be fun to kill you directly."
As he finished his words, he used the fire demon claw to chop his right arm.
'Puchi'
'Aargh'
Henrick shouted in pain, and he looked at the shocked Mirah, and within a couple of seconds, he crossed the 10 meters distance before disappearing without a trace.
"What?"
"Where did he disappear to?"
Soon, Mirah came out of the shock and looked at Henrick's chopped off right arm in one of the octopus' tentacles with a shocked expression on her face.
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'Swoosh'
"Give his body to us."
"That's right! As long as you give us his body, we will allow you to walk free from here."
Soon, many demonic cultivators, rogues cultivators surrounded Mirah.
Looking at Henrick's right arm, they thought Mirah stored Henrick's body in her storage ring and asked her to give it.
"Die"
Suddenly, huge waves of water appeared out of nowhere with many terrifying beasts in those waters and killed hundreds of cultivators around her.
She was already pissed off with Henrick's escape right in front of her eyes, and when a group of no-name cultivators dared to talk her like she was their servant, she didn't hesitate to kill them in a single attack.
'Let's go, Octos.'
She didn't stay there much longer before flying away with her tamed beast.
"Senior, he escaped."
Soon, she went to Ardrid and informed him about everything except for the hand.
Even though it was only a hand, it still contained Henrick's blood in it and the bloodline they were chasing.
So, if she carefully used the blood in that hand, she might get the power comparable to the general sect leader, or she can even overpower him.
"What? Idiot."
"Didn't I say you should catch at any cost."
The old man became extremely angry when he heard Mirah's words.
'Roar'
'Roar'
As soon as they heard Mirah's words, both the tigers roared with great excitement and thought, 'Finally, the mission is done.'
"Damn you, cats. I am done playing with you. Now, I will kill you."
Suddenly, the old man's aura changed as he became extremely angry and decided to kill the two tigers.
'Roar'
The white tiger didn't fear the old man and roared at him before saying, "Old man, if I want to escape, do you think you can catch me?"
The white tiger's words angered the old man even more as he directly shouted, 'Water meteors.'
"Litle black, what are you waiting for? Jump into my shadow."
The white tiger didn't wait after it finished its words and directly flew into the air before disappearing into the distance.
That's right!
It is the actual speed of the whitefire white tiger. Among the flying beasts, only a few beasts could match up to its speed.
As for the darkfire black tiger, it jumped into the winged tiger's shadow within time.
'Damn it'
The old man clenched his fists and looked at Mirah before asking, 'Where did he disappear? Take me there.'
"Yes."
Mirah didn't hesitate as she took him to the exact place where Henrick disappeared to.
"Looks like he entered into the treasure land."
After looking at the bright light in the distance and checking his surroundings, the old man concluded that Henrick entered into a treasure land.
"I am thinking the same."
Mirah also guessed it because it was the only possible thing to happen.
"Don't reveal this matter to anyone," the old man scoffed at Mirah and turned back before saying, "Let's go."
"What? Are you just leaving like that, senior?"
Mirah was shocked at the old man's words because how can they leave Henrick just like that.
"Idiot. It is an immortal's treasure land. Without meeting required conditions, no will enter," The old man flew into the air and said. "Moreover, I released my 'Water ghost dogs' here."
As soon as he finished his words, he disappeared without bothering about Mirah.
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