She lived incognito, only to be abandoned on her wedding day. The scumbag not only gained benefits but also acted like a victim!
Wei Qinghe drew her sword and pointed it at the scumbag. "...
The two spirit boats headed towards Cloudsea City, one after the other.
A stunningly beautiful young woman sat on a wooden table on the deck, resting her chin on one hand while slowly turning the pages of a book with the other.
The warm sunlight gently fell on her, making her skin appear even more delicate and snow-white.
A little white cat lay lazily in her arms, enjoying the sunshine.
Qi Lan came over carrying a plate of washed spiritual fruits. "Sister Qinghe, have something to eat first."
Wei Qinghe slowly raised her eyes and smiled at Qi Lan.
The aroma of roasted meat gradually wafted out, and Fang Buwei and Long Yunzhi were busy roasting the meat.
Wan Yunsheng and Yun Zimu are preparing their favorite ingredients, and everyone is extremely busy.
Meanwhile, directly in front of them stretched an endless bamboo forest.
Deep in the bamboo forest, a beautiful and valiant woman, wielding a long sword, was fighting fiercely amidst a sword formation.
Behind the woman, several cultivators were all seriously injured, and one of them had even fallen into a coma.
A frail kitten blocked the woman's path, gradually growing larger—it was the white tiger kitten.
The woman protected behind the kitten was Qiao Luoning, who had been out of contact for a long time. Qiao Luoning had multiple bleeding wounds on her body and her face was terribly pale, but she looked like she was ready to die.
Outside the formation was a group of people dressed in identical green Taoist robes.
They all had expressions of confidence and anticipation, waiting for the final outcome.
The man in the green Taoist robe who was in the lead said smugly, "Give up and hand over the White Tiger, and we might consider giving you a quick death."
“Our Purple Cloud Sect’s sword formation is not so easy to break. I advise you to save your energy.”
Who would have thought that the disciples of the Ziyun Sect would wear green Taoist robes?
Qiao Luoning looked at the kitten whose wound was still bleeding, her eyes reddening.
She's the one who caused the kitten's injury. If the kitten hadn't been trying to protect her, it wouldn't have gotten hurt.
"Little cat, hurry up and go find your junior sister."
The kitten and Qiao Luoning have been together for so long, so naturally they have developed a deep friendship.
Furthermore, it was Wei Qinghe who arranged for it to stay by Qiao Luoning's side to protect her.
"My master told me to protect you, and I will not leave even at the last moment of the battle."
Qiao Luoning's heart softened, and at the same time, she felt even more guilty.
The kitten suddenly let out a tiger's roar.
Even when severely injured, a tiger's roar is still earth-shattering.
In the distance, Little White, who had been leisurely enjoying the sunlight, suddenly opened his eyes.
Wei Qinghe had obviously also heard the domineering tiger's roar, "White Tiger!"
Mythical beasts aren't cabbages; Wei Qinghe and Xiaobai mostly thought they should be kittens.
The voice sounded weak and listless, yet also carried an angry roar.
Could it be!
The man and the beast flew directly out of the spirit boat's protective shield.
"Sister Qinghe..."
Qi Lan didn't hear anything just now, but she vaguely heard Wei Qinghe say "White Tiger".
She instantly thought of a kitten.
Did something happen to the kitten?
The kitten is with Qiao Luoning. If something happens to the kitten, then Qiao Luoning...
The locals in Longyun were naturally confused.
However, Fang Buwei nervously put down the skewers in his hand and looked in the direction where Wei Qinghe and Xiaobai had left.
"Let's change direction, I'll go find my senior classmates."
Long Yunzhi directly used his spiritual power to change the direction of the spirit boat.
He would follow wherever the sect leader was.
Deep in the bamboo forest!
Mocking laughter continued.
"They're quite stubborn. Even mythical beasts are animals. They really don't understand the principle that a good bird chooses a good tree to perch on."
The leading disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect unleashed a golden halo directly towards the kitten.
That halo is the Beast Taming Ring. If a beast is trapped by the Beast Taming Ring and lacks mental strength and intelligence, it will be forcibly controlled and thus manipulated by the Beast Tamer.
Unlike Wan Yunsheng and Yun Zimu, who controlled beasts with their intelligence, the Beast Taming Ring was essentially a form of forced favor.
Upon seeing this, the kitten immediately leaped into the air, attempting to dodge the menacing beast-taming ring.
Unexpectedly, the beast-taming ring seemed to have eyes, and no matter which direction the kitten was pampered in, it would relentlessly follow it.
It means "not letting go until you catch up".
The kitten was already very weak, and these repeated evasions really consumed a lot of its physical and spiritual energy.
The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were even more clamorous, saying, "This white tiger is so stubborn, its master must be an idiot too."
"Fortunately, the Beast Taming Ring won't kill the beast pet, otherwise, if she kept struggling like that, I was really worried that all my efforts would have been in vain."
"They've already come to this point, and they're still struggling."
Seeing this, Qiao Luoning immediately took out the treasure given to him by Wei Qinghe from his Qiankun bag and also took the opportunity to eat a handful of pills.
"I won't let you take the kitten away!"
"You're just a mere early-stage Qian Yuan Realm cultivator, yet you dare to be so arrogant. I think you're quite good-looking, so why don't you go back and wash my feet?"
A disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect spoke with a lewd expression.
Suddenly, a sword aura descended from the sky, and the disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect let out a miserable scream.
His body, separated from his legs, fell uncontrollably to the ground.
Warm, fresh blood spurted out haphazardly, looking extremely bloody.
"My feet, my feet..."
With so many disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect present, not a single one noticed the sword energy descending.
Everyone instantly became alert, leaning back and drawing their swords to survey their surroundings.
Some people also observed the dense, lush bamboo leaves above.
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