Chapter 71: Wishing Shield
This man had disheveled hair, an unkempt appearance, and his Daoist robe was filthy, giving him the look of a scruffy Daoist. Judging by his appearance, no one would have guessed he was under thirty.
Swish...
The scruffy Daoist tapped his toes on the tips of the grass, covering several zhang in the blink of an eye. There was no spiritual power fluctuation from his body; it seemed like he was using a mortal-world qinggong movement art. This wasn’t unusual. Many rogue cultivators lacked spells and had to rely on martial arts, which could sometimes produce remarkable effects.
Such speed!
It was too late to prepare the ebony sword now, unless the scruffy Daoist lingered at the summit after surveying the terrain. Otherwise, activating the ebony sword would only waste a spirit stone.
Qin Sang frowned, thinking carefully. He had the upper hand, and it was a sneak attack, so there was no need to resort to the ebony sword.
As the scruffy Daoist neared the summit, Qin Sang held his breath, his heart pounding. The moment the Daoist stepped onto the peak, Qin Sang suddenly activated the Purple Soul Bell.
Jingle…
Under Qin Sang’s full control, the crisp sound of the bell echoed across the mountain peak like an enchanting melody.