Chapter 8: The Enchanted Flute

Xu Xuan, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Qing hurriedly fled toward the outskirts of Qingyan Village, surrounded by the eerie sound of the demonic flute. Yet, the flute’s melody clung to them like a shadow, an invisible net gradually ensnaring their every step.

At last, the emissary of the demonic flute appeared. His form was like a shadow, cloaked in a billowing black robe, his face concealed behind a bronze mask that revealed only a pair of eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. In his hand, he held the demonic flute, which radiated a dark, spectral glow as if forged from the depths of the abyss itself.

“Hand over the Heart Demon Pearl, or you all shall die here today,” the emissary’s voice was cold and piercing, as if it came from the very depths of hell.

Xiao Bai gripped the box containing the Heart Demon Pearl tightly. “If this pearl falls into your hands, it will bring disaster upon the world. We will never give it to you.”

Wielding her sword, Xiao Qing shouted fiercely, “You evil fiend, you shall not succeed!”

Though fear gnawed at him, Xu Xuan drew courage from the resolute expressions of Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing. “Together, the three of us will not let you prevail.”

The emissary sneered coldly. “Foolish mortals.” Raising the flute to his lips, he unleashed a shrill, piercing melody.

The notes transformed into waves of black sound, rolling relentlessly toward the three. Xiao Bai hastily cast a spell, conjuring a white shield before them. The sound waves crashed against it, echoing with thunderous roars.

Seizing the moment, Xiao Qing leapt forward, lunging at the emissary. With a flash, he dodged effortlessly and countered with a strike of dark magic that sent Xiao Qing flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

“Xiao Qing!” Xiao Bai cried out, distracted for a moment as a crack appeared in the shield.

The emissary seized the opportunity, intensifying the flute’s power. The fissure widened until the shield shattered.

Xu Xuan wanted to rush to their aid, but as a mere mortal, he was no match for the emissary’s might.

With a casual wave of his hand, the emissary flung Xu Xuan to the ground with overwhelming force.

Gritting her teeth, Xiao Bai formed hand seals and chanted an incantation. A white spirit serpent shot from her sleeve, lunging at the emissary. Unfazed, he played a special note that froze the serpent midair before it dissolved into a wisp of azure smoke.

Xiao Bai’s face grew pale from the heavy drain on her magic.

Step by step, the emissary approached, extending a hand. “Hand over the Heart Demon Pearl.”

Stubbornly, Xiao Bai replied, “I would rather die than let you have it.”

The emissary snorted coldly. “Then I shall kill you first and take the pearl afterward.” Raising the flute, he prepared a fatal strike.

At the critical moment, Xu Xuan suddenly picked up a stone and hurled it at the emissary. Though it caused no real harm, it distracted him.

Seizing the chance, Xiao Bai tossed the Heart Demon Pearl far away, shouting, “Xu Xuan, grab the pearl quickly!”

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