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Chapter 4323: 5.0075 How to Resist?

Feng Changqing let out a sigh of relief. After ten days on the ship, he felt like his bones were almost rattling apart from the constant rocking.

Qiaomu glanced at him and, very kindly, took a stack of plasters from her inner realm and handed them to him. "Take these and apply them. Soak yourself when you bathe tonight, and I guarantee you'll be refreshed tomorrow."

"Thank you, Saintess," Feng Changqing bowed respectfully.

Feng Changfei quickly ran to his older brother, craning his neck to see what was in his hand.

After the ship docked, the group disembarked in single file.

When their feet touched solid ground, they couldn't help but feel a hint of melancholy.

It had been ten days since Qingcheng Island sank, and there was still no news of Queen Qingye.

Qingxuexue, however, no longer showed any signs of sadness. Instead, she became more determined and worked harder every day.

Due to her androphobia, Qingxuexue was quite averse to the men of the Phoenix Clan. Instead, she spent her days sparring with Long Xiangyun on spiritual techniques.

Over time, Qingxuexue and Long Xiangyun inexplicably became close.

Long Hui stepped onto the soft sand by the beach and said with a smile, "This Fisherman's Island is quite well-known."

"Many adventurer teams heading to our Wangchuan Snow Ridge for training usually stop here for a day or two to rest."

"So, the business on this Fisherman's Island is usually very good. Adventurer teams are visible everywhere on the island... or rather, their traces."

As Long Hui was introducing the place, his voice slowly trailed off, and he looked around with a slightly strange expression.

"Why is it so quiet?"

The entire island was so silent that as soon as they stepped ashore, they could feel a sense of unsettling strangeness.

It was as if the whole island was plunged into a deathly stillness; even the sounds of birds and cicadas had completely vanished.

Long Xiangyun and Qingxuexue exchanged glances, both taking two steps back, almost stepping into the sea behind them.

"Didn't you say this was a place where adventurers stop?" Qinghongse looked around warily. "Why is there no sound at all?"

Qiaomu raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked, "How can one avoid having their divine sense blocked the moment they encounter someone?"

That sudden Mirror Formation had locked her divine sense, making subsequent actions very inconvenient.

So Qiaomu wanted to know how to prevent such a thing from happening.

If every time they encountered people from Heavenly Fate, they hit her with such Spirit-Locking Formations, wouldn't that be too much of a pain?

"Even we can't guard against this kind of Spirit-Locking Formation," Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable sighed, shaking his head. "It's said that Wangchuan has a treasure called the Congealing Light Mirror, which can break open the Mirror Spirit-Locking Formation."

Long Hui glanced at him speechlessly from the side, but his demeanor was very respectful. "Immortal Venerable Senior, the Congealing Light Mirror is something recorded in ancient books. Although we've heard of it since childhood, we've never actually seen it."

"By the way, near your Wangchuan, is there a place called Snow Ridge?"

"Yes, Snow Ridge Holy Land is continuous and winding, semi-encircling our Wangchuan Sea. It's the most popular adventure holy land for adventurer teams," Long Hui nodded.

"Then do you know that a Divine Artifact Master is hidden beneath Snow Ridge, wielding the Forging Heaven Furnace, the second-ranked refining cauldron in the world?"

"Ah," Long Hui couldn't help but look surprised. "Is that Senior Haoguang?"

"Haoguang," Qiaomu silently repeated the name. "Is he a descendant of Xuanji?"

Long Hui's expression flickered slightly. "You know Ancestor Xuanji?"

Ancestor Xuanji?

Now it was Qiaomu's turn to be stunned. A flash of inspiration briefly crossed her mind. "Is her surname Long?"

Long Xuanji?