Volume 2 Chapter 36 / Chapter 123: Li Qianjin, Very Afraid
Inside Feng Yudie's Soul Realm.
In the center of the Soul Realm, Wu Yue looked around at the tranquil scenery, her face filled with confusion.
She had cultivated for many years and possessed the souls of over a hundred people, ranging from elders of immortal sects to some renowned demonic cultivators. However, none of their Soul Realms were as clean as this.
A Soul Realm was formed according to one's temperament.
For example, the Soul Realm of a fiery-tempered fire elemental cultivator would likely be a sea of flames. Likewise, for a calm-natured cultivator, their Soul Realm might resemble picturesque landscapes.
But what was going on with this realm?
Was the temperament of that silver-haired girl so immaculate?
Moreover, she remembered attaching a remnant soul to the silver-haired girl before, but now there was no trace of that remnant soul in her Soul Realm.
"Is this... the Soul Realm of that girl?" Wu Yue wondered for a moment if she had ended up in the wrong place, but she didn't dwell on it. She needed to find the location of the spiritual root, from where she could possess the silver-haired girl.
Once she possessed her, she could make those two Core Formation cultivators outside taste the bitterness of being severed from their dao companions.
However, she didn't know that there was a small figure the size of a palm right beside her, glaring at her angrily.
Floating above Wu Yue, Xiaotian, who had come along with her, crossed her arms and looked up at her.
『Old Nine!!! Guests are here!!』
With a coquettish voice, a golden light radiated from her chest, forming into a golden dragon.
Slap—
The dragon tail swung violently, directly knocking Wu Yue, who had just flown up, back to the ground.
"Cough— What?!!"
Struggling to lift her head, Wu Yue saw nothing but a gaping mouth.
"A dragon?! This girl is... the Immortal Emperor's—"
Before she could finish her sentence, the golden dragon swallowed her in one gulp, chewed for a moment, then swallowed her down its throat.
"Burp~~~" The golden dragon burped, glanced at Xiaotian beside it, and asked coldly, "Why are so many strange things coming in these days?"
『They're demonic cultivators, it's none of your concern』 Xiaotian replied casually.
"Roar—"
The golden dragon exhaled heavily, like a collapsing mountain, before dissipating into a halo of light and finally disappearing back into Xiaotian
Xiaotian looked at the calm surface of the lake and pursed it lips. It quickly flew down to clean up the remnants of Wu Yue's evil energy.
『Demonic cultivators are so dirty, they've made a mess of our floor』 it muttered.
...
The lake water shimmered gently as Ye Anping stood at the edge of the lake, looking up at the five pillars of light surrounding him. He focused his mind and gestured with his hand.
"Collect!"
Instantly, the array flags he had arranged around him rose from the ground and flew towards him from the five directions, landing by his side.
Pei Lengxue was meditating nearby, needing some rest after Wu Yue invaded her Soul Realm.
As for Feng Yudie and Li Qianjin, they were still unconscious. Ye Anping placed them on the soft grass to rest.
At this moment, a figure in black robes arrived, landing next to him on a flying sword.
"Is it over?" Asked Zhuang Hu.
"It was supposed to be more complicated, but thanks to that girl's luck," Ye Anping pointed to Feng Yudie lying on the ground, "if it weren't for her, that demonic cultivator would have lasted at least another fifteen minutes."
Zhuang Hu frowned as he looked at Feng Yudie, feeling inexplicably exhausted.
The plan Ye Anping had informed him of was actually quite complicated. When he observed the battle just now, he also felt that dealing with that demonic cultivator named Wu Yue was quite difficult.
He had prepared for Ye Anping's miscalculation and being killed, and then he would go back and run away with Zhuang Atin. But he didn't expect...
A Core Formation stage demonic cultivator just disappeared like that?!
"Forget it, I'm going back," Zhuang Hu said.
"Mmm," Ye Anping shrugged slightly, watching Zhuang Hu leave.
Then, he quickly walked to the ruins of the pavilion and dug out Wu Yue's original body with his bare hands.
Seeing the miserable state of her body, Ye Anping couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. He secretly praised Feng Yudie's "real damage" sword technique. No matter how you put it, Wu Yue was still a Core Formation stage cultivator, yet she was cut up almost like tofu.
Ye Anping sighed and picked up the storage bag from Wu Yue's remaining lower body, using his spiritual sense to probe its contents.
At this moment, he heard a sobbing sound behind him.
Li Qianjin, lying on the grass, seemed to have woken up. She struggled to sit up, looked around, and seemed to remember what had just happened. Her face was filled with fear.
"Wu Yue?! Senior Sister Feng?! Where are you?— What just happened?!"
Li Qianjin panicked and shouted loudly, suddenly remembering something. She quickly felt her storage bag and took out a token from it.
Seeing the token in her hand, Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately appeared in front of her with a flash, snatching the token away.
"Ah?!"
"...,"
Ye Anping looked at the token he had just taken. As expected, she intended to signal to the Chi Dragon Mansion. So he put the token into his own storage bag and calmly said, "Young Mistress Li, I just fed you some Startle Soul Pill. I suggest you focus on consolidating your qi first."
Hearing Ye Anping's words, Li Qianjin, with a terrified expression, turned her face towards him and instinctively shuffled back a bit.
"You— aren't you Senior Sister Feng's junior brother? What do you want?!"
"..."
"Wu Yue! Senior Sister Feng?!"
"Wu Yue is dead, and Senior Sister Feng is lying two feet to the right of your hand, still sleeping."
"What?!"
Li Qianjin couldn't believe it. She anxiously reached out to touch Feng Yudie, but accidentally slapped her face.
Slap—
"Ah?" Li Qianjin quickly withdrew her hand. "I'm sorry— Senior Sister Feng, I didn't mean to."
"..."
Ye Anping sighed silently.
Originally, he was going to explain to Li Qianjin, but seeing her current anxious state, there was no way to have a conversation.
After thinking for a moment, he walked back to Pei Lengxue, who was still meditating, and whispered something to her ear. Pei Lengxue nodded and approached Li Qianjin, squatting down in front of her.
"Don't be afraid, Young Mistress Li," Pei Lengxue said softly.
"...,"
Hearing Pei Lengxue's gentle voice, Li Qianjin's reaction was not as intense as when she was talking to Ye Anping earlier. She felt that this voice was like a breath of fresh air. After a moment of silence, she finally calmed down.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Pei Lengxue. That person named Wu Yue was a demonic cultivator. She's already been killed by us."
Li Qianjin was stunned, her brows furrowed lightly. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Miss Pei, you said... Wu Yue was a demonic cultivator?"
"Yes, she just tried to possess us."
"...,"
Li Qianjin was about to continue asking when Ye Anping interrupted, "Young Mistress Li, when Senior Sister Feng wakes up later, she will take you to the Chi Dragon Mansion. If you want to know what happened, you should ask the person you trust the most."
Li Qianjin frowned and faced him, "What do you mean?"
Ye Anping smiled slightly and said, "After all, you and us have only met once. For someone like you, who has lost your sight, trust is something hard to come by. I don't expect you to believe me, so it's better for the truth to come from the person you trust the most. That's what I mean."
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