Chapter 32 "Have you ever seen Yun Xianqing?"...
Meng Chiwan looked at Wen Liansong, who was pointing towards the depths of the woods. Meng Chiwan followed Wen Liansong's gaze.
Deep within the woods, a magic array emitted a circle of red light.
The two exchanged a glance, and then, without prior arrangement, cautiously walked towards that direction.
It was a magic circle drawn with blood. The blood on the outermost edge was still flowing, emitting a faint red light. It looked eerie and dazzling, making people feel uncomfortable at first glance.
"Could it be related to Wu Yuzhi?" Meng Chiwan stopped and grabbed Wen Liansong, then asked, "Have you ever seen such a magic array before?"
Meng Chiwan thought back carefully and realized that such a magic array did not appear in any of the books she had read, yet it felt somewhat familiar to her.
Wen Liansong paused, then thought for a moment: "I have never seen it either, but I know that a magic array drawn with blood does not just consume blood, but burns lifespan. If it is related to Wu Yuzhi, who would be willing to burn their lifespan for him? Besides, this magic array looks extremely sinister."
“Burning lifespan…” Meng Chiwan lowered her head and pondered, trying to figure out where that sense of familiarity came from, but she couldn’t figure it out no matter what she did.
At this moment, the red light of the magic circle gradually dimmed.
The two approached again, wanting to examine it more closely.
The next instant, the red light shone brightly once more! A scarlet thread rapidly grew from the center of the magic circle and headed towards Meng Chiwan's eyes!
"Watch out!" Wen Liansong quickly grabbed Meng Chiwan.
Meng Chiwan watched the silk thread rapidly approaching her, feeling anxious, but she was completely frozen in place, unable to move, and even her mind began to go blank, making her feel like she was at someone else's mercy.
Wen Liansong tried to pull her away the first time but failed. He tried again and finally managed to move her a little. But in an instant, the silk threads flew out one by one, as if they were going to fill Meng Chiwan's whole body.
In the blink of an eye, the first thread flew into Meng Chiwan's eyes, then the second, the third... until finally countless threads drifted away from her eyes to who-knows-where.
Throughout the entire process, Meng Chiwan seemed to be possessed and unable to move, while Wen Liansong was unable to tug at her.
The whole process happened too fast. By the time Wen Liansong took out a magical artifact from his storage bag and created a barrier that barely blocked some of the threads, Meng Chiwan's entire body was already pierced by the threads.
The threads traveled through her body and then disappeared into her spiritual veins.
Wen Liansong looked anxiously at Meng Chiwan. She breathed a sigh of relief after managing to block some of the silk threads, but in the next instant, she saw the silk threads twist into a rope and pierce through the barrier, which made her eyes widen.
What on earth is this thing?!
Then the silk thread entered Meng Chiwan's eye again...
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Chiwan finally regained consciousness and looked at the magic array again. The magic array was like a stagnant pool, with no trace of power remaining.
Turning her head, she saw Wen Liansong looking at her with a lifeless expression, and then said, "You've finally come to your senses. Is anything wrong?"
Meng Chiwan immediately tried to examine her body, but she couldn't sense anything unusual; the threads seemed to have vanished.
"It seems there's nothing unusual." Meng Chiwan checked repeatedly but found nothing amiss. Meeting Wen Liansong's concerned yet wary gaze, she spoke.
Although nothing was found, the feeling was like a thunderbolt talisman buried inside my body, its location unknown and its timing uncertain.
She could never find peace of mind.
Wen Liansong glanced at her and saw that she was indeed normal. Although she was still worried, she did not say anything more.
After burying the demon, the two had mixed feelings, but they knew they couldn't stay there for long and had to find the immortal herb, so they headed east again.
Although they didn't know where the so-called deepest part was, they decided to follow the direction of the stream.
Let's try our luck; maybe we can run into Yun Xianqing and the others again.
The stream meandered on, its destination unknown. The two had walked for an unknown amount of time. It was pitch black all around, with only a little light created by their spiritual power to barely illuminate their path.
The two men saw three corpses.
Upon seeing the three corpses, both men were so frightened that they held their breath, but they quickly composed themselves and went closer to examine them.
The three corpses were covered in blood and their limbs were mutilated. Meng Chiwan initially deduced that they were the work of the demons.
The demonic energy on it has not yet dissipated.
This scene undoubtedly tightened the already tense nerves of the two of them even more, waiting for a certain breaking point to snap them apart.
"Click, click, click."
It sounded like something was chewing vigorously. "Hiss, hiss, hiss," came the sound of a snake flicking its tongue.
Amidst the murmuring of the flowing water, footsteps grew closer. The points of light gathered in his hand with spiritual energy inexplicably began to flicker.
The next moment, a flash of light appeared on the Sword of Shock!
Something was cut off, and it fell to the ground with a faint sound.
Wen Liansong instantly circulated his spiritual energy, condensing the light in his hand to make it brighter and larger, finally illuminating the thing.
All that could be seen on the ground was a snake's tongue that was still wriggling.
The point where the sword tip was pointing was a person.
Meng Chiwan turned her gaze to it.
No, it can't be said to be one person.
This person only has a human body; his male concubines are clearly two snake heads.
One of the snake heads had crimson blood dripping from its mouth.
The snake's vertical pupils stared intently at the two of them, as if it were about to pounce at any moment.
Meng Chiwan assessed its strength in her mind, and then her heart slowly rose.
Golden Elixir.
No, Nascent Soul?
It's impossible to predict accurately.
The image of the two mutilated corpses involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
She began to feel a little irritated. Why was everything she encountered in this secret realm better than her? Couldn't they at least let her have some fun?
There are truly no human rights for those at the Golden Core stage. Those lacking strength are destined to suffer setbacks wherever they go.
Whether it was my imagination or not, the snake suddenly seemed to be laughing, even though its snake face clearly shouldn't be able to make any expression.
Meng Chiwan gripped Jinglan tightly, while Wen Liansong also pulled something out of his storage bag.
A battle seemed imminent.
But just then, she suddenly felt a stinging pain on her neck, as if the spot that had just been licked was being gnawed at!
Wen Liansong, who was standing to the side, glanced at her and looked rather unhappy, as if she felt the same way.
That thing just now, one head licked one person. Now, I don't know if it's been given something or if there's some toxin in its saliva.
But sitting idly by and waiting to die is clearly not an option.
Meng Chiwan drew her sword, enduring the pain. Her forehead was clearly damp with sweat, yet she drew her sword without the slightest hesitation.
The creature dodged away, and when you looked at it again, you could see that its tongue, which had just been cut off, had regenerated.
Wen Liansong also unleashed a series of spells, but it evaded them all.
"What on earth is this thing?!"
After a few moves, it didn't lose a single scale, but Wen Liansong started to complain incessantly.
Meng Chiwan dodged what the snake spat out, then raised her sword to slash again. The spiritual power brewing on the sword seemed capable of cutting down all the trees within a radius of several miles, but it only caused the snake no pain or itch.
She also felt a sense of despair.
Then the snake approached in a few steps, its head seemingly laughing again. It could have easily dealt with them, but it hesitated to make its killing move, as if it were teasing them.
Meng Chiwan realized this and became increasingly anxious, not knowing where the way out lay.
"Hiss hiss hiss..." The snake kept flicking its tongue, as if it were taunting the snake.
She tried to recall the feeling of fighting Wu Yuzhi and tried to regain that power, but the bracelet wouldn't budge no matter what she did, and the lotus mark on her body couldn't be seen.
It's like it's cooling down.
The next instant, the snake suddenly appeared beside her. This time, it no longer extended its tongue to lick, but instead revealed its sharp teeth and opened its mouth to bite down hard!
Meng Chiwan tried to dodge, but it was too fast and much stronger than her, so she couldn't avoid it completely no matter what!
Her breathing was rapid, like raindrops falling, and her heartbeat almost robbed her of all hearing as she braced herself for pain.
"Click!"
I don't know what the sound was.
The expected pain did not come.
The sound of snake heads hitting the ground repeatedly jolted her back to reality.
She slowly calmed down and saw that someone's sword was still dripping blood, drop by drop, and then the thing's body slowly fell onto the withered branches and leaves.
She looked up and saw a familiar face.
But this person didn't seem to have any intention of taking credit, and turned around to walk towards Wen Liansong.
Wen Liansong paused for a moment, then said, "Jiang Yi..."
"It's me."
Jiang Yi. Yes.
After calming down, Meng Chiwan glanced at the snake's corpse. The long fight had left her exhausted, and the stench of blood almost made her vomit.
But then she suddenly remembered something and looked around at Jiang Yi.
But he didn't see that familiar figure. Some emotion flashed through his mind, and then he asked, "Have you seen Yun Xianqing?"
Jiang gently removed a leaf that had somehow gotten stuck to Wen Liansong's hair, then turned around and said, "I've met you before..."
But he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. A hint of shame and indignation seemed to flash across his face.
Meng Chiwan's heart skipped a beat, as if she had anticipated something.
"He must be... dead. I'm sorry, he did it to save me..."
Jiang Yi also seemed to have some difficulty speaking, her words coming out in fits and starts.
But Meng Chiwan felt a sudden, rumbling in her heart, as if something had collapsed.
You mean...dead?"
How could that be?
"And Senior Brother Zhonghuai... also..."
"Where are they?" Meng Chiwan's tone seemed calm, but in fact, she inexplicably felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck that seemed to burn into her heart.
Fake.
"I don't know. I won't take you there. Going there would just be suicide. He said he wanted me to take you to collect the immortal herb so we could get out alive." Jiang Yi looked at her and said each word carefully, her tone sounding distressed.
The author's note: "Have you ever met Yun Xianqing?"
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