Ji Yuan's Journey East

Yun Qianzai remained unconscious. Forget Ji Yuan being taken; even if Yun Qianzai himself were carried off, he could do nothing about it.

Only Ran Kui could answer Feng Zhitáo.

He had been holding on through sheer grit, and that was the only reason he had managed to fight for so long. Now, he thought the battle was over.

The moment that tension left him, every injury hit at once, leaving him unable to move.

Even so, he forced himself upright. But he had barely risen when he spat blood and collapsed back down.

"Third Sister, you... you go. You must bring our junior brother back. Leave this place to me."

Ran Kui's voice was weak, but he forced out every word.

"That Old Devil must be at the end of his rope. Be careful. You'll be all right—just remember to protect yourself first."

"All right..."

Feng Zhitáo's eyes reddened with anxiety. She had never imagined that a mission to Black Dragon Island would end like this.

They had even used the measures their master had given them. That would have been bad enough.

But at the very last moment, their junior brother had been taken.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, stood, and flicked more than a dozen Talismans from her sleeve, sticking them around the area... Right then, she regretted not being a Formation Master.

If she were, she could at least set up a Formation around them.

"I'm going after our junior brother. Eldest Senior Brother, recover as quickly as you can."

As Feng Zhitáo turned, her fiery-red Flying Boat was already hovering behind her.

She leaped aboard. The Flying Boat carried her straight into the clouds, heading directly toward where Ji Yuan had vanished.

"Get off!"

Ji Yuan gripped the severed