267 Good Girl, Good Girl
Xue Yan asked the others to leave, then turned around and said in a deep voice, “Did Senior Liu ask you to come find me? If there’s anything you need me to do, I’ll definitely help you!”
Zhiying looked out the window at the Spirit Transformation River and said, “That’s enough.”
“What?” Xue Yan was stunned. “What is enough?”
Bang!
A black shadow suddenly barged in and interrupted his words.
Xue Yan’s face turned cold, and he immediately clenched his fists. The lightning gathered in his hands, but he was stopped in the next moment.
The black shadow spread its wings. It was a white crane, and two people came down from the back of the crane. One of them was an extremely beautiful and cold Daoist nun, so much so that the room seemed to be lit up suddenly.
Xue Yan, who had officially stepped into the world of Immortal cultivation, was no stranger to this Daoist nun’s appearance. After all, every month, her face would be re-printed on the wanted list of the demonic sect.
“Daoist nun Ling Hua!” Xue Yan was stunned.
The person who came down was a woman in purple whose face was covered by-bronze mask. Xue Yan had seen him in the information of various sects and schools – the master of Bi Luo Mansion, Netherworld!
How could the two of them appear at the same time? What had happened?
Xue Yan’s mind was in a daze, and cold sweat dripped down his back.
But immediately after, Ling Hua turned around and gently helped a man down from the back of the squatting white crane. Their state was intimate, and there was no intention of avoiding suspicion in their actions.
The man was leaning on Ling Hua. Almost all of his hair had turned white, and there was only a layer of light gray at the roots of his hair. The skin on his exposed hands was wrinkled, so much so that Xue Yan could not recognize him at first.
Until the man raised his head and revealed his young face, he said in surprise, “Xue Yan?”
Before he could say more, he coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood. No matter how he looked at it, his life was in danger.
“Senior!” Xue Yan blurted out. His confusion and shock immediately disappeared, and his eyes brightened as if he had found his backbone. Then, he showed a worried look and immediately went forward to support him, “Senior, what’s wrong with you?”
Hong Luan, who was behind Zhiying, rushed up and hugged Liu Yuan, tears the size of beans falling down one by one. She did not know what this little puppet’s tear glands were made of, but she kept crying and did not forget to tiptoe to kiss his cheek.
As for the words, perhaps it was because of the constant sobbing or the fear and panic in her heart, but she could not say a single word.
Liu Yuan could only reach out and constantly wipe the small puppet’s smooth face, wiping away all the precious golden beans. However, as soon as Hong Luan felt the rough and aging touch of his palm, she was so anxious that her tears flowed even more fiercely.
Hu Zhizhi had already transformed into her human form and was transferring the pure power of the mountains and seas to him. This was many times more effective than ordinary spiritual power treatment. The young girl’s face was serious, and she was completely different from her usual innocent and cute appearance. From her performance in the Secret Realm of the Nine Cauldrons, it was clear that she was the most mature of his ‘daughters’. At this moment, she displayed a calm and composed mind as she continued to extend Liu Yuan’s life in an orderly manner. At the same time, she was checking on his condition.
But in the end, she still showed some anxiety between her brows. Liu Yuan’s current situation could be said to be a candle in the wind, and he was in great danger. If they were even a second later, they would have to go to Fengdu Realm to find him.
Zhizhi took a deep breath and closed her eyes. A pearl emitting a light green light floated out of her chest. The room was filled with vitality. The wooden furniture in the corner even grew new shoots.
This was what Liu Yuan really needed to hatch the Golden Crow True Yang, the spirit core of the spirit of the mountain sea.
The bead slowly floated into Liu Yuan’s heart. In an instant, the sound of a strong heartbeat rang out in the room. Light green spirit patterns spread out from Liu Yuan’s body, quickly calming his aging condition.
Netherworld’s eyes flickered as she muttered, “So he really does have the spirit of the mountains and seas… Hmph!”
She grunted and turned around to glare at Ling Hua.
The cold-looking Daoist nun spread her fingers and pulled on the invisible ropes. She said indifferently, “Don’t try to have any evil thoughts. I don’t think you would want to be led around like a dog and let others see what the Master of Bi Luo Mansion looks like.”
At first, Netherworld felt ashamed and angry. After calming down, she smiled and said, “I’m his exclusive property now. He probably won’t allow others to look at his things that way, right?”
“So, you’re admitting that you’re a slave?” Ling Hua smiled faintly.
Netherworld was at a loss for words. She subconsciously looked at Liu Yuan. After realizing her action, she immediately turned around and spat, “Of course not…”
“If you’re not a slave, then you’re at least a dog.” Ling Hua interrupted. “What’s the matter if I take you out for a walk?”
Netherworld, “…”
The Master of Bi Luo Mansion looked at Ling Yue’s expression. This woman’s hatred for her had reached its peak because of what had happened not long ago. With Liu Yuan’s guidance, she had gone off track and was heading in an unknown direction… She had already gotten into her role.
Although Daoist nun Ling Hua was otherworldly and had an indifferent heart, a woman who was angry because of a man usually threw reason and rationality out the window.
The cold and beautiful woman told Netherworld with her cold eyes that she would keep her word. If Netherworld said no now, she might take her around the branch of the demonic cult at the cliff in the next second.
‘I’m just being influenced by Mei Sheng,’ Netherworld told herself. Then, she said in a very cold and humiliating voice, “I am.”
Ling Hua smiled coldly and indifferently, distant yet gentle. “Good girl, good girl.”
It was creepy.
Netherworld was silent for a moment, feeling that there might be something wrong with this world-famous fairy of the Righteous Path, and the main culprit was not her, but the man who was on his last breath.
Once again, she cast a complicated gaze at Liu Yuan. The power of the spirit of the mountains and seas was extremely astonishing, and the young man’s condition quickly stabilized.
‘If you want to extend your life, the spirit of the mountains and seas will do. If you want to recover, a drop of Phoenix blood will be enough.’
The confident look on his face when he said this was still fresh in her mind.
Netherworld suddenly felt that she did not know enough about this guy. The description given by Mei Sheng was only the tip of the iceberg. Her eyes flickered. “The spirit of the mountains and seas is already here… But a phoenix, where are you going to find it?”
Hong Luan watched in a daze as the wrinkles on the young man’s hand disappeared. It was not until Zhizhi took back the spirit core and Liu Yuan opened his eyes that he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, Zhizhi, who was beside him, suddenly fainted.
Liu Yuan reached out to catch her. Zhizhi’s petite body was fine, but her face was a little pale, probably because she had overused her mind and strength.
He handed Zhizhi to Ling Hua and did not forget to look back at Ling Jie. As expected, he had also been treated. However, he was not treated as specially as Liu Yuan and was still in a coma. His life was saved.
Hong Luan happily hugged his waist and rubbed against him, her eyes sparkling with tears.
The room, which was originally chaotic, finally quieted down because of Liu Yuan’s awakening.
“Senior, what’s going on?” Xue Jie could not help but step forward.
Liu Yuan shook his head and looked at the door of the house. “Someone’s coming.”
267 Good Girl, Good Girl
Xue Yan asked the others to leave, then turned around and said in a deep voice, “Did Senior Liu ask you to come find me? If there’s anything you need me to do, I’ll definitely help you!”
Zhiying looked out the window at the Spirit Transformation River and said, “That’s enough.”
“What?” Xue Yan was stunned. “What is enough?”
Bang!
A black shadow suddenly barged in and interrupted his words.
Xue Yan’s face turned cold, and he immediately clenched his fists. The lightning gathered in his hands, but he was stopped in the next moment.
The black shadow spread its wings. It was a white crane, and two people came down from the back of the crane. One of them was an extremely beautiful and cold Daoist nun, so much so that the room seemed to be lit up suddenly.
Xue Yan, who had officially stepped into the world of Immortal cultivation, was no stranger to this Daoist nun’s appearance. After all, every month, her face would be re-printed on the wanted list of the demonic sect.
“Daoist nun Ling Hua!” Xue Yan was stunned.
The person who came down was a woman in purple whose face was covered by-bronze mask. Xue Yan had seen him in the information of various sects and schools – the master of Bi Luo Mansion, Netherworld!
How could the two of them appear at the same time? What had happened?
Xue Yan’s mind was in a daze, and cold sweat dripped down his back.
But immediately after, Ling Hua turned around and gently helped a man down from the back of the squatting white crane. Their state was intimate, and there was no intention of avoiding suspicion in their actions.
The man was leaning on Ling Hua. Almost all of his hair had turned white, and there was only a layer of light gray at the roots of his hair. The skin on his exposed hands was wrinkled, so much so that Xue Yan could not recognize him at first.
Until the man raised his head and revealed his young face, he said in surprise, “Xue Yan?”
Before he could say more, he coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood. No matter how he looked at it, his life was in danger.
“Senior!” Xue Yan blurted out. His confusion and shock immediately disappeared, and his eyes brightened as if he had found his backbone. Then, he showed a worried look and immediately went forward to support him, “Senior, what’s wrong with you?”
Hong Luan, who was behind Zhiying, rushed up and hugged Liu Yuan, tears the size of beans falling down one by one. She did not know what this little puppet’s tear glands were made of, but she kept crying and did not forget to tiptoe to kiss his cheek.
As for the words, perhaps it was because of the constant sobbing or the fear and panic in her heart, but she could not say a single word.
Liu Yuan could only reach out and constantly wipe the small puppet’s smooth face, wiping away all the precious golden beans. However, as soon as Hong Luan felt the rough and aging touch of his palm, she was so anxious that her tears flowed even more fiercely.
Hu Zhizhi had already transformed into her human form and was transferring the pure power of the mountains and seas to him. This was many times more effective than ordinary spiritual power treatment. The young girl’s face was serious, and she was completely different from her usual innocent and cute appearance. From her performance in the Secret Realm of the Nine Cauldrons, it was clear that she was the most mature of his ‘daughters’. At this moment, she displayed a calm and composed mind as she continued to extend Liu Yuan’s life in an orderly manner. At the same time, she was checking on his condition.
But in the end, she still showed some anxiety between her brows. Liu Yuan’s current situation could be said to be a candle in the wind, and he was in great danger. If they were even a second later, they would have to go to Fengdu Realm to find him.
Zhizhi took a deep breath and closed her eyes. A pearl emitting a light green light floated out of her chest. The room was filled with vitality. The wooden furniture in the corner even grew new shoots.
This was what Liu Yuan really needed to hatch the Golden Crow True Yang, the spirit core of the spirit of the mountain sea.
The bead slowly floated into Liu Yuan’s heart. In an instant, the sound of a strong heartbeat rang out in the room. Light green spirit patterns spread out from Liu Yuan’s body, quickly calming his aging condition.
Netherworld’s eyes flickered as she muttered, “So he really does have the spirit of the mountains and seas… Hmph!”
She grunted and turned around to glare at Ling Hua.
The cold-looking Daoist nun spread her fingers and pulled on the invisible ropes. She said indifferently, “Don’t try to have any evil thoughts. I don’t think you would want to be led around like a dog and let others see what the Master of Bi Luo Mansion looks like.”
At first, Netherworld felt ashamed and angry. After calming down, she smiled and said, “I’m his exclusive property now. He probably won’t allow others to look at his things that way, right?”
“So, you’re admitting that you’re a slave?” Ling Hua smiled faintly.
Netherworld was at a loss for words. She subconsciously looked at Liu Yuan. After realizing her action, she immediately turned around and spat, “Of course not…”
“If you’re not a slave, then you’re at least a dog.” Ling Hua interrupted. “What’s the matter if I take you out for a walk?”
Netherworld, “…”
The Master of Bi Luo Mansion looked at Ling Yue’s expression. This woman’s hatred for her had reached its peak because of what had happened not long ago. With Liu Yuan’s guidance, she had gone off track and was heading in an unknown direction… She had already gotten into her role.
Although Daoist nun Ling Hua was otherworldly and had an indifferent heart, a woman who was angry because of a man usually threw reason and rationality out the window.
The cold and beautiful woman told Netherworld with her cold eyes that she would keep her word. If Netherworld said no now, she might take her around the branch of the demonic cult at the cliff in the next second.
‘I’m just being influenced by Mei Sheng,’ Netherworld told herself. Then, she said in a very cold and humiliating voice, “I am.”
Ling Hua smiled coldly and indifferently, distant yet gentle. “Good girl, good girl.”
It was creepy.
Netherworld was silent for a moment, feeling that there might be something wrong with this world-famous fairy of the Righteous Path, and the main culprit was not her, but the man who was on his last breath.
Once again, she cast a complicated gaze at Liu Yuan. The power of the spirit of the mountains and seas was extremely astonishing, and the young man’s condition quickly stabilized.
‘If you want to extend your life, the spirit of the mountains and seas will do. If you want to recover, a drop of Phoenix blood will be enough.’
The confident look on his face when he said this was still fresh in her mind.
Netherworld suddenly felt that she did not know enough about this guy. The description given by Mei Sheng was only the tip of the iceberg. Her eyes flickered. “The spirit of the mountains and seas is already here… But a phoenix, where are you going to find it?”
Hong Luan watched in a daze as the wrinkles on the young man’s hand disappeared. It was not until Zhizhi took back the spirit core and Liu Yuan opened his eyes that he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, Zhizhi, who was beside him, suddenly fainted.
Liu Yuan reached out to catch her. Zhizhi’s petite body was fine, but her face was a little pale, probably because she had overused her mind and strength.
He handed Zhizhi to Ling Hua and did not forget to look back at Ling Jie. As expected, he had also been treated. However, he was not treated as specially as Liu Yuan and was still in a coma. His life was saved.
Hong Luan happily hugged his waist and rubbed against him, her eyes sparkling with tears.
The room, which was originally chaotic, finally quieted down because of Liu Yuan’s awakening.
“Senior, what’s going on?” Xue Jie could not help but step forward.
Liu Yuan shook his head and looked at the door of the house. “Someone’s coming.”
