The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic

Chapter 230

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Watching Bone Wolf fall asleep in a second and even begin snoring loudly, Ye Qinglan and Red Beard exchanged a glance. Neither said anything, but Bone Wolf's status was rather unusual. He was not only the leader of the top-ranked Mercenary Corps on the Raila Continent, but also someone Bai Fenghua had personally brought back from the Lost Forest all those years ago. He even held a certain standing in the Bai Family. However much Bai Fenghua acted as though he found him annoying, there was no denying how highly he valued Bone Wolf.

And Bai Fenghua was Ye Qinglan's elder, as well as a senior figure to Red Beard. Yet Bone Wolf's behavior did not fit his status at all. His insistence that he did not want to be Ye Chuqi's uncle, and his delight at hearing her call him "Brother Wolf," made that perfectly clear.

Ye Qinglan maintained that although he did not want to call Bone Wolf Uncle, he wanted to call him "Brother" even less.

Their journey passed without incident. They did not encounter even a small magic beast, while Ye Chuqi gathered plenty of wondrous herbs rarely seen on the outskirts and tossed them all into her spatial storage. It was not that the others had no interest in these things, but harvesting herbs required the right technique. Carelessly damaging any part of them would only be painful, so they might as well let Ye Chuqi work freely.

Only after walking for four or five days did they hear San San say, "Huh, this place looks familiar."

Recognizing the place was out of the question, at least for Ye Chuqi. The Lost Forest's chaotic magnetic field did a perfect job of confusing adventurers' senses. Even she could not determine precise directions. Xiaojiu's experience in the

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