Xu Xiaoxiao's Immortal Cultivation Life (Transmigration)

Chapter 133 Green Water Grass

The group cautiously made their way towards the sound of flowing water, parting the dense bushes to reveal a clear stream flowing gently through the woods.

The stream shimmered with tiny lights in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves, and the lush green grass along its banks contrasted sharply with the surrounding deep, dark forest, making it seem like a haven of peace in this dangerous place.

However, the tranquility of the creek was shattered by a fierce fight.

Two men were seen fighting fiercely by the stream, their moves sharp and their spiritual energy overflowing, causing the surrounding air to vibrate with their battle.

One of them, dressed in black, had a fierce look in his eyes. Each punch he threw was accompanied by a whooshing sound as he shouted, "I found this Azure Water Grass first, you can't take it away!"

The other man, dressed in a gray robe, had a cold and stern face. He wielded his long sword with incredible speed and precision, parrying and counterattacking as he said, "Hmph, in this secret realm, whoever grabs it gets to keep it!"

Xu Xiaoxiao and the others quickly hid behind a boulder by the stream. She cautiously peered through the cracks in the rock to observe the situation outside, gripping her longsword tightly in her hand. She whispered to her companions, "Everyone, don't make a sound yet, let's see what's going on."

Her face was slightly pale from the previous exertion, but her eyes were exceptionally focused, not missing any detail of the struggle.

Ning Qingwan stood close to Xu Xiaoxiao, her eyes filled with a mixture of tension and schadenfreude, and whispered, "They're fighting so fiercely, we'd better not get caught in the crossfire."

Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, her body trembling slightly, whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell.

Zhao Yu and Qian Feng crouched on either side, gripping their weapons tightly and watching the battle warily, ready to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise.

Zhao Yu frowned, a hint of worry in his eyes, and said softly, "These two are both quite strong, stronger than me. We need to be careful."

Qian Feng nodded slightly, his eyes firm as he replied, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhao, I'll take action immediately if anything happens."

Sun Yao hid behind the crowd, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with terror, and her body involuntarily shrank back, trying her best not to be discovered.

Her breathing was rapid and shallow, afraid of being noticed by the two fighting men.

The fight by the stream intensified. Suddenly, the man in black unleashed a powerful punch, the wind from which hurtled towards the man in gray, stirring up the surrounding sand and stones.

The gray-robed man dodged to the side, swung his sword and unleashed a sharp sword aura, cleaving a small tree by the stream in half. The branches crashed down, splashing water everywhere.

Xu Xiaoxiao and the others watched quietly from behind the boulder, waiting for the right opportunity, either to find a way to leave safely or to intervene if necessary. Their eyes were full of vigilance and caution, knowing that in this dangerous secret place, any negligence could have fatal consequences.

Just as the gray-robed man raised his longsword high, about to pierce the black-clad man's throat, Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes sharpened. She quickly mobilized her spiritual power and suddenly grabbed at the air, sending a pebble flying out with a "whoosh," accurately striking the gray-robed man's sword.

The gray-robed man felt a jolt in his arm, and his sword strike instantly deviated. The black-clad man seized the opportunity to roll away and scramble to the side, narrowly escaping death.

The gray-robed man glared angrily, turned sharply to look at where Xu Xiaoxiao and the others were hiding, and roared, "Who is it? How dare you ruin my plans! Get out here!"

His voice was hoarse with anger, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and his eyes burned with fury.

Xu Xiaoxiao slowly stood up from behind the boulder, holding a long sword. Her posture was upright, but she could not hide her exhaustion.

She looked firmly at the gray-robed man and said, "In this secret realm, why must we take lives? Let's show mercy where we can."

Although her voice was slightly weak, it exuded an undeniable righteousness.

The gray-robed man sneered, his face full of disdain: "You little brat, mind your own business! Otherwise, I'll take care of you too!"

Having said that, he gripped his longsword tightly, the blade humming and spiritual energy shimmering on it, assuming a stance ready to attack at any moment.

Ning Qingwan and the others also stood up and stood behind Xu Xiaoxiao.

Zhao Yu and Qian Feng, weapons in hand, looked tense yet resolute as they stepped forward to stand beside Xu Xiaoxiao, watching the gray-robed man warily.

Zhao Yu whispered to Xu Xiaoxiao, "Miss Xu, be careful of this man; he seems genuinely angry."

Ning Qingwan stood behind, her eyes darting around. She secretly resented Xu Xiaoxiao for meddling, but on the surface she could only pretend to be calm.

Sun Yao clung tightly to Ning Qingwan's clothes, her eyes filled with fear, her body trembling slightly, hiding behind the crowd, afraid to make a sound.

At this moment, the atmosphere by the stream was tense, and the water flowing beside it seemed to be affected by the tense atmosphere, its flow becoming rapid.

The surrounding trees rustled, as if uneasy about the impending conflict.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground, making the figures appear even more somber amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, adjusted her state, and prepared to face the possible attack from the gray-robed man. At the same time, she also paid attention to her surroundings in case he had accomplices.

Her eyes revealed a hint of courage and fearlessness. Although she knew the situation was dangerous, she had no regrets about her decision to save people. She secretly vowed to protect her companions and survive in this perilous secret realm.

The gray-robed man's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness. He shouted and rushed towards Xu Xiaoxiao like a ghost. He twirled his long sword in several sword flowers, and his sword was sharp and fierce, aiming directly at Xu Xiaoxiao's throat, chest and other vital parts.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed, and she calmly dodged to the side, her long sword swiftly rising with a crisp "clang," accurately blocking the gray-robed man's attack.

Her gaze was firm and calm as she stared intently at the other party's every move, while shouting loudly, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, Fellow Daoist Qian, protect the others!"

Enraged by his missed attack, the gray-robed man swung his sword horizontally again, the wind whistling and sending a leaf flying.

Xu Xiaoxiao leaped lightly into the air, flipped in mid-air to avoid the fierce attack, and at the same time slashed down with her longsword. A beam of spiritual energy shot out from the blade and aimed directly at the gray-robed man's head.

The gray-robed man quickly drew his sword to defend himself, only to feel a numbness in his arm. He was secretly shocked by the woman's powerful spiritual energy.

Taking advantage of the moment he was defending, Xu Xiaoxiao lightly touched the ground with her toes, quickly circled behind him, and swung her sword to stab him in the back.

The gray-robed man reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side and thrusting his sword at Xu Xiaoxiao's abdomen.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed, and she used the blade of her sword to block the sword. The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and remaining evenly matched for a time.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the fierce battle, Ning Qingwan's eyes flickered as she quietly moved towards the green waterweed by the stream.

She carefully avoided everyone's gaze, her footsteps so light they barely made a sound.

Upon reaching the Azure Water Grass, a hint of greed and delight flashed in her eyes. She quickly bent down, reached out and uprooted the Azure Water Grass, then swiftly stuffed it into her storage bag.

After doing all this, she glanced nervously at the people still fighting, took a deep breath, quietly turned around, and prepared to leave this place of trouble.

Her steps were hurried yet cautious, and she kept glancing back, afraid of being discovered.

As she moved further away from the stream and her figure disappeared into the dense forest, a slight, almost imperceptible smile of smugness appeared on her lips. She thought to herself, "This Azure Water Grass is finally mine. Once I refine it, my strength will definitely increase greatly."

At this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao's battle with the gray-robed man continued. Although the wound on her left shoulder was throbbing, she endured the pain, her eyes revealing an indomitable will.

His sword attacks grew increasingly fierce, determined to protect himself and his companions in this battle. Little did he know that Ning Qingwan had already quietly left, and a new crisis might be quietly approaching.