Who Was the Prey?
A sneeze startled several birds and Demon Beast on the tree branches, completely revealing Sang Ying's actions.
Seeing that the Demon Beast were about to fly out of her attack range, Sang Ying quickly swung her longsword, and sharp ice spikes immediately chased after their prey, instantly piercing through the thick feather armor of several bird-like Demon Beast and taking their lives.
The senior disciple of the Taotie Gate, who had been waiting nearby, quickly led his men forward and captured the demonic birds.
At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter, "Fellow Daoist Sang, no offense, but your ice spikes are quite powerful. When they hit Demon Beast, especially low-level Demon Beast like these, they can shatter their bones! That makes them quite difficult to deal with!"
As Yun Tun, the senior disciple of the Taotie Gate, spoke, he deftly cleaned up the demon bird.
However, just as he said, the already delicate bones of the demon bird were smashed into tiny fragments that were deeply embedded in the flesh, making them quite troublesome to deal with.
Sang Ying sheathed her sword and followed to lend a hand. After hearing Yun Tun's reminder, she touched her nose and responded softly.
It's unclear how much of an impact cooking Demon Beast had on the culinary practitioners of the Taotie Gate, but after successfully developing a few dishes, they became eager to try cooking as many different types of Demon Beast as possible.
Since they needed to earn points anyway, Sang Ying decided to set off with Yun Tun and the others.
Because Sang Ying was swift and decisive, she could usually preserve the Demon Beast's integrity with a single sword strike. As a result, Yun Tun and the others set their sights on her and even begged Sang Ying to help them hunt a few monster birds to try.
And so, this scene unfolded.
Having already hunted the demonic bird, the group planned to head home.
They didn't intend to spend all their time accumulating points; the little world of White Duckweed Island was so unique that it was worth exploring it thoroughly.
Just as the group was about to leave, a fresh bloodstain caught Sang Ying's eye.
Human Race blood spilled onto the grass, continuing its flow into the depths of the vegetation.
Sang Ying frowned involuntarily as she looked at the conspicuous bloodstains.
She first turned to Yun Tun and instructed her, "I've noticed something unusual, I'll go investigate first. You guys wait here for me. If I'm not back within fifteen minutes, hurry back and find Fuzhu and the others."
Upon hearing this, Yun Tun's expression turned serious. He knew Sang Ying's strength and didn't intend to join her. He simply said softly, "Be careful, don't be reckless."
Sang Ying accepted the other party's kindness, tore off a concealment talisman and stuck it on her body, then tiptoed after the trail of blood.
The further you walk, the more obvious the trampled marks become on the surrounding vegetation.
Sang Ying gripped the Floating River Sword tightly, gave the sword spirit a few instructions, and seeing that the bloodstains were getting fresher, she slowly held her breath, quietly reached out, and tried to push aside the tall weeds in front of her.
However, before she could actually make a move, a beautiful face suddenly peeked out from the bushes.
Sang Ying immediately recognized the newcomer and swung her sword, pressing it against the man's throat.
The man's expression, which had been one of delight at seeing Sang Ying, instantly froze.
"Fellow Daoist, it is I, Shen Yu. I meant no harm, I am not a bad person!"
Several scratches appeared on the young man's fair face, the crimson marks standing out strikingly against his pale skin.
He looked like he had been crying; the corners of his eyes were red.
Sang Ying didn't sheathe her sword, but asked, "How did you end up here? Wasn't the Seven Emotions Pavilion supposed to be acting with Mara Gate?"
When they first went to White Duckweed Island, the Seven Emotions Pavilion traveled on the Mara Gate's ship. The other party is a disciple of the Seven Emotions Pavilion, so it's rather suspicious that he's here in such a disheveled state.
Seemingly having hit a nerve by Sang Ying's question, Shen Yu lowered her head, her tone somewhat dejected. "It was just bad luck. We encountered Demon Beast horde, and my cultivation level wasn't high enough to dare charge forward. As a result, the Demon Beast horde was too powerful, and they separated me from my sect members."
Sang Ying's gaze swept over the wound on his abdomen, and she asked again, "What happened to your wound? Were you injured by Demon Beast?"
Upon being asked, Shen Yu's expression turned pitiful again. "I'm so useless. I was actually knocked down by a second-tier One-Horned Rhinoceros, and that's why I've ended up like this."
The young man had an exceptionally handsome face, and his eyes held anticipation and a barely perceptible admiration.
He was injured, and his white clothes were stained with blood, making him look even more innocent and pitiful.
If this scene were played by another female cultivator, even if she didn't feel affection for them, she would at least feel some sympathy.
But Sang Ying coldly glanced at her and uttered, "A second-tier Demon Beast could hurt you; that makes you rather useless."
She said it with absolute sincerity.
Shen Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and then she lowered her head again, seemingly trying to hide her sadness.
"In that case, what do you plan to do now?" Sang Ying took in all his subtle expressions.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Yu said apologetically, "I am currently unable to move around easily. Could you please ask Ten Thousand Daos Born to take me in for a while? I will definitely pay you!"
Sang Ying watched him silently until Shen Yu began to despair, at which point she finally heard a single sentence. "Okay."
He suddenly looked up at Sang Ying, his face full of surprise. "What did you just say?!"
Sang Ying stood up. "If you can't keep up, then pretend I didn't say anything."
Shen Yu quickly clutched his stomach and got up, enduring the pain as he hurried after him. His face was beaming with delight, making it impossible to tell that he was still injured.
This also made people subconsciously overlook the tracking powder that was falling softly from his left hand, hidden in his wide sleeve.
"Hurry up!" Sang Ying's urging voice came over, and Shen Yu had no choice but to quicken his pace.
However, he also seemed to have missed Sang Ying's glance towards his left hand.
Yun Tun others breathed a sigh of relief because Sang Ying returned in time; he was really afraid he would lose her.
However... "Who is this?" Yun Tun's gaze lingered on the young man's face; such a face would make even a man take a second look.
Sang Ying explained simply, "I've temporarily taken in this cultivator who was separated from his sect."
"Oh~" Yun Tun's tone was very strange, as if he was thinking about something he shouldn't be thinking.
Shen Yu, standing behind him, immediately sensed the teasing tone and her face flushed red.
But Sang Ying seemed not to have heard or seen anything, and simply led everyone into the cave.
Fortunately, they were not far from the cave, and finally arrived at the camp before Shen Yu.
After passing through the array barrier, Shen Yu was stunned when she saw the scene in the cave.
The aroma wafting around, the leisurely atmosphere like a leisurely stroll, the dense crowd... Wasn't it said that Ten Thousand Daos Born was weak and easy to deal with, and that he must be exhausted after fighting for so long? But the scene in front of him was clearly different from what his senior sister had said!
Silently clenching her left hand, Shen Yu told herself it was alright. It was better if they had more people; when all three sects were eliminated, the Mara Gate's position would be more secure!
After several shifts in her gaze, Shen Yu put on an innocent face again and followed Sang Ying into the crowd.
He treated everyone in front of him as prey, unaware that Sang Ying's eyes had already quietly fallen on him.