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Hearing that the person who took the item was a direct disciple of the Master of Miaochun Valley, and that this item was meant to treat another disciple of the same Master, Su Lingyue knew that asking for it back was futile. She let out a soft sigh.
It seems we have arrived a step too late.
Song Xiaoling stamped her foot. "Sister! Don't say any more. Miaochun Valley and the Xiaoyao Sect are both major sects in the cultivation world. How could they possibly take back something they have already given away?"
Song Xiaoling felt unwilling; they had come with hope. She shot a resentful glare at Qi Xiao.
It's all that little brat's fault, so narrow-minded. If he can be considerate of the disciples of Miaochun Valley, why can't he be considerate of his own fellow disciples?
Qi Xiao silently averted his gaze, pretending not to see.
If you want it, then go to Miaochun Valley yourself. But I fear that while the item may be there, they won't have the courage to take it.
Meanwhile, Ye Xiuyuan heard Su Lingyue casually accept this information and tightened his grip in silence.
The group set up camp in one place. Lu Mingyuan tossed the three with pockmarked faces onto the flying boat and piloted it toward the outskirts of Xiaonan Mountain.
Ye Xiuyuan quietly picked up a water container and turned to leave.
Su Lingyue couldn't help but call out to him with a gentle sigh. "Junior Brother, don't be too disappointed; there will always be opportunities in the future."
Easier said than done; Blood Linglong is not something you can encounter so easily.
He forced a smile, raising the corners of his lips before turning away.
Song Xiaoling watched his departing figure, her face filled with concern.
Once they reached deep into the forest and could no longer see anyone, Ye Xiuyuan touched the jade pendant on his chest, which felt slightly warm, and spoke softly.
"Tong, help me one more time; help me obtain Blood Linglong."
A mocking and cold child’s voice suddenly rang out.
"Why should I help you? I've already helped you enough, yet you can't even get your hands on a mere Blood Linglong."
The child’s voice chuckled coldly, enunciating each word clearly.
"Ye Xiuyuan, you really are useless."
Ye Xiuyuan's expression stiffened, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face. He clenched the jade pendant tightly, anger bubbling beneath his voice.
"If I'm useless, then what are you? I've followed your orders to frame Qi Xiao so many times, yet what has been the result? He still remains on Qingjing Peak."
He took a deep breath, softening his tone.
"Our interests are intertwined. Only if I survive can I help you obtain what you desire, right?"
His eyes darkened, and this was also a good opportunity to sow discord among them. Qi Xiao's position on Qingjing Peak was precarious; didn't you want to take advantage of this chance to add fuel to the fire?
Tong remained silent for a long time, his demeanor icy.
"Then I will help you once more."
In Su Lingyue's team, a disciple unexpectedly discovered a barrier. Before they could enter, they encountered a pockmarked face rushing over.
"We've been in the mountains for so long without finding the Azure Feather Bird. Continuing to search is futile; why not take a look inside the barrier?"
The barrier was set up in a dense forest. Su Lingyue deduced that it was an illusionary barrier meant to confuse the eye; it appeared as a thicket but might hold hidden wonders within.
Once this was said, everyone pondered for a moment before agreeing.
As they walked through the dense forest, gripping their weapons and wearing vigilant expressions, nothing happened around them—only the rustling of leaves underfoot and the occasional chirping of birds and buzzing of insects.
They searched for the barrier but found nothing, as if it had vanished into thin air. Unbeknownst to them, they had already walked here for half an hour.
Ji Yang tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Isn't this making a mountain out of a molehill? I see nothing here."
"No, we've circled back."
Qi Xiao pointed to a tree beside him and explained, "The marks on this tree trunk were made by me just a stick of incense ago."
He looked around. "It seems we haven't failed to find it; rather, we've unknowingly stepped into an illusionary formation."
Hearing this, Song Xiaoling's expression darkened slightly. After studying formations for so many years, she still wasn't as sharp as Qi Xiao; she simply couldn't accept it.
She sneered coldly. "A mere illusion can deceive me right under my nose? Interesting."
"Sister, why don't you lend me a hand? Let's blow this illusion apart."
Su Lingyue nodded in agreement.
Before they could act, they heard rustling sounds coming from the bushes.
Qi Xiao looked down and noticed several small purple snakes emerging from the grass not far away, all raising their heads to reveal their fangs, staring intently at them.
Qi Xiao's expression changed instantly.
A disciple cried out in alarm, "It's a Double-Winged Snake!"
A female disciple clutched her sword, confused and weakly asking, "Why is it called a Double-Winged Snake?"
Qi Xiao stared intently into the depths of the dense forest and explained coldly, "This type of snake grows wings after reaching a certain age, granting it the ability to soar through the clouds! If it continues to cultivate, it can even grow horns, which is why there are long-standing rumors in the cultivation world that this snake may possess the bloodline of a true dragon."
Lu Mingyuan scoffed coldly, "I don't see any true dragon bloodline here; these are clearly a bunch of creatures that are neither dragon nor snake." The young winged snakes were weak, and even a Foundation Establishment disciple could take one down with a single sword strike. However, the problem was that there were simply too many of them.
In addition to these, more and more young snakes were rushing toward them. Cold sweat dripped from Qi Xiao's forehead as his heart tightened. His tone grew grave. "We might have accidentally stumbled into their lair. We need to leave quickly."
Song Xiaoling snorted disdainfully. "They think they can trap us with just this? Little Six, you underestimate your senior sister too much." If it were just these young snakes, they would pose no problem for her or her senior brothers. But—
Before Qi Xiao could finish his sentence, a rumbling sound echoed from within the forest, shaking the ground as a massive shadow charged toward them.
Song Xiaoling's face turned pale as she murmured, "Th-that’s an infant winged snake!" The higher the cultivation level of a beast, the larger its size generally became. The giant snake in the distance was at least three or four stories high, far exceeding the size typical for a Golden Core stage creature.
In an instant, dust flew everywhere as an overwhelming aura spread through the forest. Countless young snakes lowered their heads and parted ways, seemingly welcoming their king.
The blatant murderous intent radiating from this creature was terrifying enough to paralyze the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in place, causing them to momentarily forget to resist.
Qi Xiao clenched his fists and barely regained his composure before shouting loudly, "Run!" But in front of an infant beast, where could they possibly escape?
Grinding his teeth, Qi Xiao grabbed Lu Mingyuan's hand to leave together. However, in the next second, he was thrown back by a powerful shockwave, followed by his fellow disciples being sent flying one after another.
Just as they were about to plummet into chaos, a flying boat suddenly appeared and caught them all.
Lu Mingyuan stood in front of everyone, facing the beast alone. His muscles bulged as his face turned crimson; his bones creaked ominously while a blazing red spiritual energy enveloped him, transforming him into a fiery figure.
He did not turn around but shouted with all his might, "Sister Su, Sister Song, hurry and take them away!"
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