Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Qianluo grabbed Ling Xue and flashed into the space. Youming watched helplessly as the two figures disappeared before his eyes, leaving only the black-clad man still affected by the electric current.
He stood there stunned, his expression as if he couldn't believe he'd been outmaneuvered by such a "minor" person.
His figure looked particularly disheveled in the sunlight, like a clown toyed with by fate. The surrounding woods gradually returned to calm, with only the ravaged environment bearing the marks of the fierce battle.
Youming glanced at his subordinates who were still convulsing on the ground, sheathed his long sword, and his expression turned sinister. He had actually let them escape? What kind of magical artifact could actually make someone disappear instantly?
He could no longer sense Qin Qianluo's presence. His face darkened as he looked around, thinking to himself: Qin Qianluo, very well, you dare to play tricks on me like this. You won't have such a good chance next time.
Amidst the tension of everyone in the space, Qin Qianluo and her companion finally entered. The crowd immediately surrounded them, with An Yue supporting Qin Qianluo, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Qin Qianlu smiled at her: "Sister Anyue, how much have I improved?"
Like a child seeking praise, An Yue nodded vigorously, looking at her master's arm with heartache. Ling Wei and Xuan Mei also quickly stepped forward to help Qin Qianluo treat her wound.
The crowd surrounded Qin Qianluo, and Xuan Ying and the others couldn't squeeze in, so they had no choice but to go to Ling Xue's side and help her release her acupoints. As soon as Ling Xue released her acupoints, she rushed to Qin Qianluo's side.
Looking at the long wound, her eyes reddened. Her master was injured while saving her, and she was the one who had dragged her master down. Ling Wei and Xuan Mei had already gone to get the necessary items when they saw the long knife cut through Qin Qianluo's arm.
They rinsed the wound several times with the spring water, carefully checking for any foreign objects, until it showed some signs of healing. Then, the two of them quickly bandaged it up.
Qin Qianluo let the two do as they pleased. Once the spiritual spring water was poured on her, she could no longer feel the pain. Looking at Sister Lingxue rushing in, she smiled.
He asked smugly, "Sister Lingxue, am I handsome today? I actually fought back and forth with the second-ranked person on the expert list!"
Ling Xue smiled through her tears. Although she didn't understand what "handsome" meant, she still nodded: "Handsome. Qian Luo protected me today. It's all my fault for being useless."
Seeing that Ling Xue was about to kneel down, Qin Qianluo used her other hand to support her and said, "Who said Sister Ling Xue is useless? If it weren't for Sister Ling Xue, I don't know how long I would have been delayed on the road. Besides, he is the second-ranked person. It's not shameful to be caught by him."
Ling Xue was afraid that her master would lift her too forcefully, so she didn't dare to exert any force herself. She got up with her master's help and secretly vowed in her heart: she must practice more diligently in the future and never let her master risk his life to protect her again.
Seeing that he had persuaded Ling Xue and that his own wounds had been bandaged, he smiled at the guards on the outside, indicating that he was alright and not to worry, and then led everyone to sit down in the living room.
She had some questions and needed to ask everyone. After sitting down on the sofa and having everyone sit down as well, she asked, "It's strange, how did Youming find my trail? I'm sure I didn't leave any trace."
Everyone fell into deep thought upon hearing this. They had been so preoccupied with their worries that no one had considered the question at all. The question raised by Princess Qingyun was one that they couldn't understand either.
Xuan Ying thought for a moment and said, "Could it be a tracking scent? People with high martial arts skills have more sensitive senses. If he put some kind of tracking incense on the princess without her knowledge, or if he remembered the princess's scent, it is possible."
Mo Chen carefully sniffed the air: "It couldn't be that they used tracking incense. I'm very familiar with the smell of spices, and there's no such smell in the air."
Xuanmei and Lingwei also sniffed and nodded in confirmation. They didn't smell anything strange either. Unless it was something that none of the three of them had ever seen before, it wouldn't fool their noses at the same time.
Xuanling stepped forward, stopped beside Princess Qingyun, sniffed, walked a little further away, sniffed again, and her eyes lit up: "It's because Youming remembered the princess's aura that he tracked us down!"
Xuanling's martial arts skills were slightly better than Xuanying's, and her five senses were also more acute. She could smell the faint fragrance of Princess Qingyun in the air, a sweet scent with a hint of milk.
After Xuanling finished speaking, An Yue and the others got up and tried it. They nodded in affirmation. Because they had been together all along, they hadn't paid much attention to smelling it before. But now that they had been reminded, they were able to smell it after carefully examining it.
Qin Qianluo was a little confused. Did she have any smell on her? She couldn't smell anything. She carefully sniffed her sleeves, but apart from a slight smell of blood, there was no other smell.
Seeing Qin Qianluo's adorable actions, everyone chuckled, and the previously serious atmosphere softened, allowing everyone's tense nerves to relax a little.
Xuanling smiled warmly: "Princess, you can't smell it. You haven't cultivated internal energy, so your five senses aren't that sensitive yet. You can try smelling the other people's scents."
After glancing at Xuanling, Qin Qianluo nodded, smelled Lingxue, then smelled Anyue, and then ran to Xuanling to smell her carefully. Apart from some faint fragrance, she couldn't smell anything and didn't know what the difference was.
Sitting back on the sofa, she said somewhat dejectedly, "I can't smell it. They're all fragrant. What's the difference? Can this scent even be masked?"
Everyone chuckled upon hearing this and shook their heads. Even if you cover it with a sachet, your own scent will still remain, and it can be tracked by people with sensitive senses.
At this moment, 001, who had been sobbing softly ever since Qin Qian entered the space, finally spoke up, "Waaah~ Luo Bao, there's some perfume in the dressing table drawer in the walk-in closet. Luo Bao can try it."
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