Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Thunder Creek Town, Evil Soul Master

A wormhole opened.

Qian Xunling fell into a jungle surrounded by tall, lush trees. A little moonlight shone down, giving him just enough light to see.

Enduring the pain, Qian Xunling used his Soul Power to release Bibi Dong from the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse. As soon as she emerged, she gasped for breath, then looked at him, her eyes reddening again. "Martial Uncle."

She knelt, her face fearful and her gaze filled with concern as she looked at the dried blood covering Qian Xunling. Wiping away her dried tears, she sobbed, "It's all my fault, Martial Uncle. Martial Uncle, I'm so useless. Little Spider's heart hurts so much, boo-hoo."

"Shh! Don't shout so loud. We don't know where we are. We might have fallen into some forest. Do you want to draw the Soul Beasts here?" Qian Xunling glared at Bibi Dong.

Startled and frightened, Bibi Dong immediately covered her mouth and nose.

"Stop crying for now. Quickly, take the storage pouch out of my pocket and get the Immortal Herb inside." Qian Xunling looked at her speechlessly and urged, "If you don't hurry, your Martial Uncle really will bleed to death."

"Oh... oh." Little Spider nodded repeatedly, murmuring as she fumbled in Qian Xunling's pants pocket. But the blood had congealed, leaving his pants stiff. Qian Xunling glared at her and snapped, "Keep your hands to yourself!"

Bibi Dong's little face flushed red, and she nodded.

At last, she got the Evil Soul Master's storage pouch out.

Bibi Dong then infused it with Soul Power and took out the jade boxes inside. "Martial Uncle, which one do you want to eat?"

"The one with eight leaves. Pick one off and put it in my mouth, then close the jade box quickly," Qian Xunling replied.

"Little Spider understands." Bibi Dong found the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid.

Then Qian Xunling remembered something and called out, "Wait! Take that jade knife out of the storage pouch and cut the leaf off. Don't pick it by hand."

"Okay." Bibi Dong carefully did as Qian Xunling had said. Holding the jade knife, which was about as big as her little hand, she gently cut a leaf off the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, then quickly closed the jade box. After a sigh of relief, she immediately came over to Qian Xunling. "Martial Uncle, open your mouth."

Qian Xunling opened his mouth wide.

Smiling, Bibi Dong placed the leaf in his mouth.

Qian Xunling chewed for a moment, and at last a little of his Soul Power returned.

He then used his Fifth Soul Skill, Revival of All Things, to heal his body. About a quarter of an hour later, Qian Xunling could finally move again, so he pushed himself upright.

Bibi Dong supported him. "Martial Uncle."

Qian Xunling looked at her. Her head was lowered, and she looked at him, helpless and pitiful. Then she took hold of his arm and said dejectedly, "Martial Uncle, is Little Spider really that useless? Has Little Spider really been too much of a burden to you? If you want, Little Spider is willing to go back to Spirit Hall. Little Spider doesn't want to make things difficult for you anymore."

"Little Spider is so scared, scared that you'll really get hurt because of Little Spider. Little Spider is really scared something will happen to you."

Qian Xunling raised a hand and flicked her forehead, but this time Bibi Dong didn't dodge. After the flick, she burrowed into his arms and held him tightly, not minding the dried blood.

Seeing how frightened she was, Qian Xunling didn't push her away. Compared to him, she was the one who was most afraid.

After all, how could someone so young bear to see something happen to an important person?

An important person?

He counted as someone important to her now.

Qian Xunling smiled. He was already her Martial Uncle, so how could he not count?

A moment later, Qian Xunling discovered that she had fallen asleep.

"Huh? Hey, are you asleep?" Qian Xunling asked.

Bibi Dong woke with a start at his voice and shook her head repeatedly. "No, Little Spider just lost focus for a moment."

"Heh, I hope so."

Qian Xunling stood up, knocking her away. But she quickly scrambled to her feet and followed at his side, rubbing her eyes as she asked, "Martial Uncle, where are we going next? This place is so gloomy and chilly. It's scary."

"I don't know. Let's keep walking and find out where we are." Qian Xunling took out the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid again and tossed the remaining leaves into his mouth like snacks.

"Mm-hmm." Bibi Dong followed Qian Xunling.

Neither of them knew which way led out.

In fact, Qian Xunling could have used his Second Soul Skill to fly into the air and get his bearings.

But there was no need.

Although Qian Xunling didn't know where they were, he knew this place had to be far from Heaven Dou City and the Clear Sky Sect.

"Martial Uncle, Little Spider is a little sleepy. Can you carry me?" Bibi Dong asked, tugging on Qian Xunling's pants and rubbing her eyes.

Qian Xunling said irritably, "You're so grown up already, and you still want to be carried?"

"I'm only six. I'm still a little girl," Bibi Dong protested.

Qian Xunling snorted. "No, even so. You've eaten so much you're almost a pig. I can't carry a pig."

"Little Spider is not a pig!" Bibi Dong said angrily.

But she still had trouble fighting off her sleepiness. She was young and still growing, and she had just been through such a nerve-racking ordeal. She had done well to hold out this long.

Then she bumped into Qian Xunling's waist.

Qian Xunling said speechlessly, "Fine, just this once."

He crouched down and looked back at her. "I'll carry you on my back."

"Really?" Bibi Dong was delighted.

"Hurry up," Qian Xunling said impatiently.

"Yay!" Bibi Dong threw her arms around Qian Xunling's neck. She didn't mind the bloody smell on him at all. Instead, she smiled and pressed her face against his neck, falling asleep soon afterward.

Just then, however, a dark figure flashed past them, pursued by several disciples in Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon uniforms.

"Don't let that Evil Soul Master get away! After him!" a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciple shouted. At the same time, the fleeing Evil Soul Master revealed three Soul Rings, two yellow and one purple. A scarlet gauntlet Martial Soul appeared, and he clawed fiercely behind him.

"What's that?" Qian Xunling took a closer look at the Evil Soul Master.

Another sinister gauntlet Martial Soul.

The Holy Spirit Cult?

The three Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples in pursuit were all Soul Elders. None of them dared take the claw head-on, and they all dodged, giving the Evil Soul Master the perfect chance to escape.

Just as the Evil Soul Master thought he could get away,

Qian Xunling stood directly in his path.

Qian Xunling sneered. "I let one go earlier. I won't let a second one go."

"Second Soul Skill: Wind's Fallen Slaughter!"

Swish, swish.

The Evil Soul Master's hands, feet, and jaw were severed by wind blades.

"Argh!!!" The Evil Soul Master fell to the ground and slid to a stop in front of Qian Xunling, leaving a long trail of blood across the grass.

The three Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon disciples were shocked. They hadn't seen Qian Xunling make a move at all. Nevertheless, they immediately came before him respectfully and said apologetically, "Thank you for your help, friend."

"Don't thank me yet. First, tell me where this is, who you are, and why you're after him." Qian Xunling looked at the three of them.

One of the women stepped forward and looked at Qian Xunling. "Friend, we're disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. This is an area called Thunder Creek Town, at the foot of the True Dragon Mountain Range. As you just saw, this man is an Evil Soul Master. He's wanted for his many crimes, so we came specifically to kill or capture him."

"Thunder Creek Town? The True Dragon Mountain Range? So if I follow the mountain range, I can reach the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Qian Xunling asked.

One of the men nodded. "Yes, friend. You helped us capture him, so we owe you a favor. If you ever need help with anything, you can come find me. My name is Zhao Shan."

The female Soul Master also said, "My name is Zhao Lan."

Qian Xunling looked back at Bibi Dong, sleeping soundly on his back.

There were some things he would have to face sooner or later.

He didn't know whether her disposition had changed after all the time he had spent taking her with him, or whether she would still fall for that bastard Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Xunling replied, "My name is a single character, Ling. You can call me Ling."

"I also have something I want to ask this Evil Soul Master, so I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer." Qian Xunling smiled at the three of them.

The three felt an inexplicable pressure.

But they didn't object. Zhao Lan smiled awkwardly and said, "As long as this Evil Soul Master isn't left alive, that's fine. Whether we capture him or not is another matter."

Qian Xunling nodded.