Hair-Raising
A long time passed.
Shen Qingyue finally let go.
She took a step back, looked up at him, her eyes red-rimmed, but she forced a smile.
"The Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair too dangerous. Don't venture there. With your powerful Spirit Eye Technique, your daily fishing catch is enough for your cultivation. Go straight back to Rosy Cloud Island."
"Hmm." Wang Mengde nodded. The Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair was too dangerous, and the top-quality spirit beast cubs would definitely attract many Foundation Establishment experts.
Even with his strength, he couldn't protect the spirit beast cub.
He still has over three thousand Spirit Stone at home, as well as seventeen Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle, which can be sold for four thousand Spirit Stone.
The Qin family brothers' buried Storage Bag, Flying Sword, and other valuables could still be sold for over three thousand Spirit Stone.
In total, he had a fortune of ten thousand Spirit Stone, enough for him to cultivate for several years.
Returning to seclusion and cultivating diligently to improve one's cultivation level as quickly as possible is the best option.
"Be careful on your journey." Her voice was a little hoarse. "When you reach Rosy Cloud Island, send me a message."
Wang Mengde nodded and reached out to tidy up her hair that had been ruffled by the wind.
"Wait for me."
Two words, so light, yet carrying the weight of a thousand pounds.
He took out a Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman from his pocket and activated it by channeling his spiritual power.
The Talisman rapidly grew larger, transforming into a massive Talisman approximately one meter square, which hovered in front of him.
Wang Mengde leaped up, his feet landing firmly on the Talisman.
The Talisman carried him soaring into the sky, hurtling westward at breakneck speed.
Shen Qingyue stood on the edge of the island, watching the figure rushing away without moving.
Even after Wang Mengde had completely disappeared into the horizon, she continued to gaze in the direction of Rosy Cloud Island, remaining there for a long time.
The sea breeze ruffled her skirt, making it flutter softly.
Wang Mengde rode on the Thousand-Mile Wind-Riding Talisman, speeding westward toward Rosy Cloud Island.
His gaze occasionally swept backward, his Spirit Eye Technique swirling in his eyes.
The view extends for tens of thousands of meters behind.
He has always acted with caution.
After flying for about ten kilometers, he slightly changed direction and headed southwest.
He didn't trust that woman, Shen Qingxue.
Although Shen Qingxue agreed to Qingyue's advances after being persuaded by Alchemist Xuan Yun, given that woman's personality, she might very well tell Ye Wushuang about him and Qingyue as soon as possible.
Ye Wushuang was at the Peak Qi Refinement Refining.
Even with his Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement and Body Refinement Level 4 physique, he was still far from being a match for him.
Yesterday, Qingyue already told him that Ye Wushuang was one of the strongest members of the outer sect of the Evergreen Sect. With his Dual-Element Spirit Root and the support of the Ye family's resources, his cultivation was extremely profound.
If someone like that really attacks him, he has no chance to fight back.
He didn't even believe Shen Qingyue's master.
Even though the other party gave him Substitute Talisman worth hundreds of Spirit Stones.
He always felt that the other person's gaze was off, and it gave him the creeps.
Wang Mengde took out the Substitute Talisman he had stuck to his chest, which flashed with light, and then put it into his Storage Bag.
Better safe than sorry.
Azure Cliff Island.
A blue figure flew out of the island on a sword at an extremely fast speed.
However, just as it flew off the edge of the island, the figure paused slightly and hovered in mid-air.
It was none other than Alchemist Xuan Yun.
A faint hint of blood appeared in her usually gentle eyes.
She took out the Talisman from her sleeve, her brows furrowing slightly.
What a vigilant young man.
He actually put away the Substitute Talisman she gave him.
She left a special mark on that Talisman. As long as Wang Mengde carried it with him, she could follow him like a shadow, and no matter where he fled, he could not escape her grasp.
But now, that connection seems to have been blocked by something—not destroyed, but rather stored in Storage Bag.
The Storage Bag forms its own small space, isolated from the outside world.
Without the guidance of the Talisman, it's impossible to determine the other party's location.
Alchemist Xuan Yun hovered in mid-air, his brows furrowed and his expression somewhat gloomy.
But soon, the furrowed brows relaxed.
A slight, meaningful smile appeared on her lips.
What good would it do to put it away?
The other person lives on Rosy Cloud Island.
His beloved Qingyue is still here.
He will appear soon.
Alchemist Xuan Yun stuck out the tip of his tongue and slowly licked the corner of his mouth.
That body brimming with Essence Blood was truly incredibly alluring.
She's determined to have it.
Alchemist Xuan Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
She put her gentle mask back on, and the greed on her face receded like the tide, replaced by an almost benevolent calm.
She licked her lips, then her Flying Sword vibrated beneath her feet, changing direction.
It shot off towards the direction of the Ten-Thousand Grotto Demon Lair.
The news that a spirit beast cub with exceptional aptitude had appeared there has already spread throughout the surrounding area.
Before long, it will definitely attract a large number of cultivators.
Her figure transformed into a streak of light in the air, moving at an astonishing speed.
Those male cultivators with surging Qi and Blood and qi----
But those are all part of one's lifespan.
Alchemist Xuan Yun licked his lips again, his tongue slowly tracing a line across them.
After Shen Qingxue left her sister's courtyard, her expression shifted.
He then flew on his sword to the third-tier spirit island where the inner sect of the Evergreen Sect was located.
Hidden Scale Island.
Finally, she stopped in front of a rather large courtyard.
The courtyard gate was ajar, and the faint humming sound of Law Artifact being refined could be heard from inside.
Shen Qingxue took a deep breath and pushed open the door to enter.
In the center of the courtyard, a young man dressed in a blue brocade robe sat cross-legged on a Spirit Stone futon. A jade-green Flying Sword floated beside him, its spiritual light swirling, clearly indicating that he was nurturing the Law Artifact.
It was Ye Wushuang.
He looked to be around thirty years old, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his black hair was tied up with a jade crown. He had an extraordinary air about him.
The aura of Peak Qi Refinement is calm and restrained, yet it subtly reveals a sharp and piercing edge.
Hearing footsteps, Ye Wushuang opened her eyes and saw that it was Shen Qingxue. A smile appeared on her face.
He sheathed his Flying Sword, stood up, and bowed slightly. "Sister, what brings you here?"
But is something wrong with Qingyue?
His tone was gentle, with a touch of polite intimacy.
Shen Qingxue stood before him, paused for a moment, and then spoke, "Young Master Ye, I've come today to tell you something."
She paused, as if considering her words, but ultimately spoke directly.
"Don't look for Qingyue anymore."
Ye Wushuang's smile froze.
His brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"Sister." His voice turned somber. "You were the one who came to me first, saying you wanted me to meet your sister and arrange my marriage with her."
"And now you're suddenly telling me this?"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp and imposing aura suddenly emanated from him.
The aura of Peak Qi Refinement was almost tangible, and he fiercely pressed down on Shen Qingxue.
The oppressive aura carried a clear anger, like a mountain collapsing, causing Shen Qingxue to catch her breath and her face to turn slightly pale.
"Are you playing me?" Ye Wushuang stared at her coldly, questioning her word by word.