With each note played by her blood-red hand, the mantis beast trembled inwardly. Remembering that she was merely a Great Spirit Master, the mantis beast's eerie green eyes narrowed slightly, its killing intent surging.

A sense of oppression assaulted her nimble mind, and the excruciating pain made her hands tremble uncontrollably, but she still didn't stop.

A spiritual energy sonic blade suddenly formed, hurtling towards the mantis beast like a meteor chasing the moon, with the sound of clashing swords echoing in the air.

Qingling's face remained expressionless as she defended herself while unleashing powerful sonic blades. The black mist grew increasingly dense as she advanced, singing her way forward.

Bang!

The crisp sound was like kilometers colliding, and ancient black runes constantly surrounded the ethereal creature.

A breakthrough has been achieved.

Grand Spirit Master, four stars.

"Bang."

Five-star Grand Spirit Master.

Another sound rang out, surprising Qingling herself. She had never experienced consecutive advancements in all her years of cultivation, especially during a battle.

Qingling felt a surge of joy; the effect of challenging a spirit beast of a higher level than herself was indeed quite good.

Although dangerous, fortune favors the bold.

The mantis beast relentlessly fought against the sonic blades emanating black mist, its eyes blazing with killing intent.

Sensing its abnormality, the nimble fingers that were plucking the strings quickened their pace, as if a demon had been reborn, its momentum overwhelming and rampaging.

But her mental energy was quickly depleted. Qingling endured the intense pain in her mind and poured all her spiritual power into the final strike of the sonic blade. This time, it would be either the blade that died or she.

The sonic blade, brimming with killing intent and spiritual power, pierced towards the mantis beast's heart with incredible speed, overwhelming killing intent, and ferocity, making it unstoppable.

roar!

A scream pierced the sky as the mantis's heart was pierced, and its entire body was enveloped in black mist, creating an eerie scene.

puff!

A wave of dizziness washed over her, blood blurred her vision, the ancient demon zither vanished, and her crimson figure fell from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

The pain she had imagined did not come. Instead, a warm current flowed from behind, cleansing her meridians and causing her vision to gradually clear. Her breath caught in her throat.

"Shadow... Lord Shadow Moon!"

How did you get here?

With a gloomy face, Yingyue placed her aside to sit. A blush rose to her pale face. Yingyue used a cleansing spell to remove the dirt from her body, and then took out some medicine powder to apply to the wounds on her hands.

Qingling raised her eyes and looked at Yingyue, who was silent, with a puzzled expression. She felt that he had changed, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.

After dealing with her matter, she got up and went to the mantis beast's side, dug out the beast's fangs from its body, cleaned them, and placed them in Qingling's hands.

"you······"

“I’ve always been here.” Yingyue said it, but then felt it was inappropriate and added, “It was the mistress who sent me to protect you.”

"Thank you, Lord Yingyue, Qingling."

Qingling was somewhat disappointed; he was protecting her in secret because of his mistress's orders.

He lowered his eyes, slowly took out a pill from his spatial storage and swallowed it. He closed his eyes, circulated his spiritual energy to help the pill digest faster and restore his physical strength and spiritual energy, while also stabilizing his own strength.

Yingyue leaned against the big tree, looking at this carefree person, her eyes flickered slightly, wondering if he was taking advantage of her presence.

A strange feeling welled up inside me; it felt... kind of nice.

After a while.

Qingling opened her eyes and saw a sword on the ground, but Yingyue was nowhere to be seen.

Qingling picked up the sword from the ground and examined it. Two blue gems were engraved on the hilt. The blade was long and thin, covered with white frost flowers that gleamed coldly in the sunlight. It looked extremely sharp. Two large characters were engraved at the junction of the hilt and the blade.

【Green Frost】

Is its name Qing Shuang?

She murmured softly to herself.

Looking around, she spoke to thin air, "Lord Shadowmoon, is this a gift for me?"

The only response she received was the rustling of leaves in the wind, and Qingling knew he must be nearby.

"Thank you, Lady Shadowmoon. I like it very much."

A slight smile played on Yingyue's lips in the shadows. Did she like it?

——

On the outskirts of the Monster Forest, Murong Zheng still had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and blood marks were faintly visible on his fair neck. Looking at the unconscious girl lying to the side, his brown eyes were full of complex emotions. He reached out and wiped away the wound on her neck.

He then disappeared from the inn.

The roars of beasts echoed continuously from the Monster Forest, and a powerful pressure enveloped the forest, causing all the low-level spirit beasts to hide and not dare to come out at all.

Ji Jiuying fought for a day and a night, while Xiao Huang'er and Hei Xiangling had long since returned to their spatial realm for a good sleep. As the last spirit beast fell, she also collapsed, landing in a familiar embrace.

Exhausted, she didn't even want to speak, letting Gong Mingyue hold her. After resting for a while, she took out some pills and seemed to be stuffing them into her mouth as if they were free.

"Jiu'er, you've been fighting for a whole day and night, do you still want to fight?"

Gong Mingyue gently brushed aside her messy hair, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Ji Jiuying nodded. This advancement was a bit slow. It took her a whole day and night to advance one level, and she had only fought a level nine spirit beast, which was far from the level she had expected.

Suddenly, Gong Mingyue's dark eyes turned cold. "I'm afraid it won't be as Jiu'er wishes."

Ji Jiuying frowned, looked up at him with a puzzled expression, and was about to ask why when she sensed someone approaching. She instantly became alert and stared at the forest not far away.

A figure in a dark robe came into her view.

It's him!

Murong Zheng.

Murong Zheng looked at the two who were so close, and a hint of coldness flashed in his brown eyes.

"You promised to help me."

Murong Zheng parted his thin lips slightly, and his warm voice came through, making it hard to refuse.

Ji Jiuying recalled that she had wanted to help him that day, but she was kidnapped by Yuezhu and then forgot about it. A hint of apology flashed in her eyes.

In a way, he was her savior; if it weren't for him, A-Yue wouldn't have found her so quickly.

"Okay." Ji Jiuying turned to look at Gong Mingyue. "A-Yue, will you help me?"

Gong Mingyue's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Since Jiu'er has spoken, I, as her husband, will naturally help."

With that, he waved his hand, and an invisible barrier enveloped the three of them.

"Stretch out your hand."

Murong Zheng trusted her unconditionally and reached out his hand. Ji Jiuying took out a syringe and collected a little of his blood.

Although he was half-human and half-demon, he was similar to the demon fox he had encountered before, both needing to use blood to prepare suitable pills. Human pills might not be very effective for their demon race.

Ji Jiuying used her consciousness to examine the Heavenly Scripture, following the steps one by one. In the final step, she took out a dagger, cut her palm, and mixed her blood into it.

soon.

The fragrance of pills mixed with the smell of blood filled the entire barrier. Murong Zheng took a deep breath; just one whiff of the fragrance of pills made him feel refreshed. Was she a deity?

No, she was his salvation.

Only Gong Mingyue, his face grim, gave Murong Zheng a warning look. "Regarding her blood... I hope you know what you should do."