"Judging from Junior Sister's clothes, she is an outer disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect. In that case, we are on the same side."
She spoke with a smile, then changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, Junior Sister, you know Mu Lingxiao, right? He's out there. Would you like to meet him?"
"I won't see her." Le Luoxi, who had already suppressed her cultivation to the early stage of the Golden Core realm, refused Xia Wanqing's proposal on behalf of Qiyue.
Gu Xingchuan also said, "Since Senior Brother Mu hasn't come in, he must have his own business to attend to, so we won't disturb him."
"..." Xia Wanqing pursed her red lips tightly.
What do these idiots mean? Can't they understand human language? Didn't they hear her say that Mu Lingxiao is outside? How dare these early-stage Golden Core disciples disregard a personal disciple?
Shouldn't ordinary disciples immediately rush out to fawn over him upon hearing such words?
Could it be that these idiots have some extraordinary background?
The thought flashed through her mind. Xia Wanqing glanced at the boy with golden bells wrapped around his feet, then looked at Ye Qingyu and said, "Fellow Daoists are indeed very straightforward. May I ask how you all met, Senior Brother?"
"It's none of your business." Ye Qingyu didn't want to pay any attention to her.
Upon hearing this, Xia Wanqing's eyes grew even colder and her heart filled with murderous intent. She had originally wanted to let this good-for-nothing live a little longer, but he was so ungrateful. Then he shouldn't blame her for being impolite!
A wicked glint flashed in her eyes. She no longer concealed her cultivation level, raised her hand to set up a barrier, and was about to summon the Soul-Devouring Banner.
A faint voice sounded behind her ear.
"You ugly monster, how vicious you are."
She was startled, and before she could react, the black banner covered with skulls, accompanied by a series of jingling sounds, was ripped from her consciousness by a cold hand.
At the same time, a sound of an eggshell cracking came from the air, and a fiery red Vermilion Bird juvenile broke out of the eggshell and began to fly around the Vermilion Bird.
"My treasure!" she exclaimed, her eyes filled with even more ferocity and greed. She almost disregarded the peeling of the Soul-Devouring Banner and tried to rush over to snatch the Vermilion Bird chick.
She had only one thought in her mind: so what if she lost the Soul-Devouring Banner? As long as she formed a pact with the Vermilion Bird, she would still be a favored daughter of heaven, and everything she had lost could be regained! Her cultivation would even soar to new heights!
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