"Hey, stop! He's already collapsed, what are you doing?!"

Zhao Xi wanted Ling Lu to put her down quickly and ran towards the edge of the pit.

A spirit sword blocked her way.

Ling Mu stood beside her, coldly looking down at her and said, "Mortal, this is the immortal realm where the strong prey on the weak!"

"Survival of the fittest my foot!" Zhao Xi tried to pull out the pot, but with a clang, she opened her spirit sword and ran to the edge of the pit to squat down and check on Shan Shan's injuries.

After all, she was the director of the Hundred Beasts Garden, so the pangolin demon cultivators stopped using magic on her.

Zhao Xi wanted to observe in peace.

Shan Shan's feathers were ruffled by the wind, but she had no external injuries.

But it doesn't feel good.

Zhao Xi tried to pry open the bird's beak and feed it the spiritual spring water, which flowed out.

They applied some more ointment to his body, and green spiritual energy spread out.

She started to panic.

It looks like she's fainted, but it also resembles a scene from an ancient costume drama where a patient can't even swallow their medicine!

Logically speaking, Shan Shan is still in the Golden Core stage and has not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. The reason why he is so powerful is because of the magic treasures given to him by his master.

If he uses the wind as a defensive shield, and the wind breaks, wouldn't he be using his golden core body to withstand it?

Xinghua Valley has left Wuling Hall and is on its way. It's unclear which route they chose to return, and whether sending someone to chase them would be too late.

She placed a paper crane as a talisman.

Ling Mu suddenly drew his spirit sword, lit the paper crane talisman, and stopped her from calling for help: "He was so rude, he should learn his lesson. If you, a mortal, can't discipline the demon cultivators in the Hundred Beast Garden, then someone else should discipline them for you! I am a relative of your eldest disciple, and I should be treated better than the relatives of other disciples, but you let us wander around in this desolate wilderness! You are just a mortal, don't get involved in the mess of immortals!"

Immortal sects place great emphasis on seniority, especially smaller sects without elders. The eldest disciple is the one with the most say besides the sect leader, and he will also inherit the true cultivation techniques.

If someone is unlucky enough to die young, the eldest disciple will inherit the sect, appoint other fellow disciples as uncles, grant them cave dwellings, and continue to recruit new disciples.

In the eyes of these demon cultivators, the Hundred Beast Garden was precisely the kind of place where there were no elders and the sect leader was practically nonexistent.

No wonder they are so arrogant and domineering.

Zhao Xi was extremely anxious and worried. Watching the ashes of the paper crane fall to the ground and be scattered by the wind, she jumped up, holding the pot, and yelled, "Are you crazy?!"

Ling Mu was offended and exasperated: "You..."

Zhao Xi thought, "I am the director of the Hundred Beasts Garden. This is the Hundred Beasts Garden. How can my coming here to rescue Shan Shan be considered wading into trouble? Shan Shan is the owner of the Hundred Beasts Garden. You are the guests. Don't you have any self-awareness? You're really trying to make yourselves look good!"

By the way, the Little Fairy Feng is on the mountaintop; she'll definitely be able to heal Shan Shan.

Since swords cannot be used to fly over this mountain, Zhao Xi thought of tucking Shan Shan into the waistband of his double-breasted robe, summoning the tiger, and then heading to the mountaintop.

The pangolin demon cultivators, having been isolated for a long time, couldn't argue with her. They exchanged glances, their expressions filled with resentment, and surrounded her.

"Don't even think about running away. Hand over this crow spirit and let us take it to the mountaintop."

"You're just a mortal. If you can't manage this sacred mountain, then don't interfere. Step aside, and we won't hurt you."

To take her to the mountaintop as a hostage?!

They actually wanted to use Shan Shan to blackmail Feng Xiao Yao Jing?

Zhao Xi looked at this group of people and was so angry at their stupidity that she almost laughed. If it weren't for the fact that Shan Shan's injuries were unclear, she would have really wanted to hand Shan Shan over and see how Feng Xiaoyao would treat them.

Ling Mu stood among the demon cultivators, hands behind his back, head held high: "Hand him over, and we'll go to the mountaintop to settle things ourselves. We won't make things difficult for you. If you don't, don't blame me for being impolite..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Xi threw several spirit talismans at Ling Mu.

Ling Mu was startled and retreated to avoid it, casually flicking a handful of vines.

The vines, thicker than an elephant's leg, grew in the direction Zhao Xi was thinking.

"Be careful, Headmistress!" Linglu, who had been watching from the side, instinctively rushed into her arms.

Zhao Xi wanted to hug the little blue phoenix, her eyes fixed on the vine without blinking.

Just as the vine's tip was about to pierce Zhao Xixiang, it abruptly changed direction and shot skyward. Reaching the highest point, it basked in the sun and instantly sprouted flower buds.

White pear blossoms bloom in mid-air.

A gentle mountain breeze caressed the scene, and white petals drifted down like warm snow.

What a romantic view.

But Zhao Xi didn't get distracted.

Ling Mu has made his move, now it's her turn.

Taking advantage of Ling Mu's stunned gaze at the pear blossoms, Zhao Xi decided to release Ling Lu, dismounted from the tiger, and charged towards her with the large pot in hand.

Swing~

"clang--"

"Ah!" Ling Mu screamed in pain, clutching his forehead. He had been forced back into his original form by Zhao Xi, curling up on the ground like a pangolin, and then passed out.

"Chieftain!"

"Damn it! Kill her!"

The spells crackled and popped as they tried to attack Zhao Xi.

As the halo dissipated, Zhao Xi had already picked up the Lingmu tree on the ground, put the Immortal Binding Rope on it, and carried it like a turtle.

"Linglu, go and send a message to Xiaojia, saying that Lingmu is in my hands."

"Yes!" Linglu flapped her wings and flew away.

The pangolin demon cultivators were still secretly plotting other ways to attack Zhao Xi, but upon hearing this, they suddenly dared not move.

Their new patriarch has been taken prisoner!

Zhao Xi wanted to ride the tiger, so he glanced contemptuously at the crowd and sped towards the top of the mountain.

*

Several arrays were placed inside the bamboo forest, combining the functions of a spirit-gathering array and a defensive array. Destroying any one of them would trigger an attack from the other arrays.

Zhao Xi tried to step on it, but it felt like walking through a minefield; she could easily step on one.

She was immune to spiritual energy, but even so, she still felt dizzy.

Ling Mu in her arms had already woken up, struggling in the Immortal Binding Rope, gritting his teeth and cursing Zhao Xi.

Shan Shan was drowsy and couldn't open her eyes. She mumbled a few incoherent words.

A large mansion with high walls is surrounded by bamboo groves.

Previously, Zhao Xi had only heard descriptions, but after seeing it with her own eyes, she realized that the green jade used on the walls of the house was very beautiful and did not seem to be a product of the lower immortal realm.

There is a magic array lock on the bronze gate, with arrays of different colors on it, like a password pool.

Zhao Xixiang arrived at the gate and knocked on it with her fist, but it made almost no sound. She then slammed the large pot on her hand a few times and said, "Excuse me, is Miss Feng here? I am Zhao Xixiang, the director of the Hundred Beasts Garden. Shan Shan may be injured. Please come and take a look at him."

The gate remained unmoved.

Shan Shan's head must have really been damaged. Startled awake by the clanging sound, the bird was in a delirious state, opening its beak and shouting, "What are we having for dinner? Roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, roast pork, roast duck..."

Zhao Xi thought: "?"

No wonder he's a crow spirit from the capital!

With mixed feelings, she covered his beak and said, "You might as well tell me how to break this door lock formation!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The door opened.

Zhao Xi thought: ???

Good heavens, the password for the magic array door lock is a string of characters!