Song Xia stopped and focused on feeling the forest. Soon, the forest's scent intertwined with hers, swaying in the wind.
Song Xia's eyes slowly curved upwards, then she transformed into a vine. Seeing this, Song Luo also transformed into a small vine.
Two small vines climbed up the fruit tree, occasionally playfully interacting with the leaves and fruits, creating a tranquil and beautiful scene.
The change occurred at that moment when an unfamiliar aura intruded, carrying a chilling atmosphere.
Guolin was also very unhappy with this change, and suddenly a swarm of poisonous bees flew out and attacked the aura.
“It’s Qin Xiuyang,” Song Luo said with certainty. They had fought before, so she recognized his aura. “Why would he be here?”
Song Xia shook her head slightly. As expected of someone with great fortune, she actually found this place so quickly.
"Let's go." Following Guo Lin's directions, they headed in one direction.
"That grove of trees..."
"Only by taking the things away as soon as possible can Qin Xiuyang stop lingering here."
Song Luo didn't know what it was, but she knew that listening to her mother was the right thing to do.
Thanks to navigation, they didn't take any detours and quickly arrived at the medicinal herb field.
There's a real difference between cultivated and wild-grown herbs. Here you can find all sorts of medicinal herbs, each stretching out its branches and leaves, gleaming with radiance.
Many of them were unfamiliar to Song Luo. Some even resembled small snakes with heads that looked almost alive. Others resembled phoenixes spreading their wings, and just getting close felt like being scorched by flames. Still others, upon seeing him approach, pulled out two tendrils and ran away...
Song Luo was utterly amazed. It truly lived up to its reputation as a divine medicine, unlike anything he had ever tasted before. If he ate this, he would probably become an immortal!
Song Xia looked at it and directly put this medicinal field into the little Qilin's space. Although she had returned the space to the little Qilin before, she had recognized it as her master, and the little Qilin was close to her, so she had this right.
The moment the medicinal field was harvested, Qin Xiuyang, who was not far away, coughed up a mouthful of blood. It was gone again! It was gone again!
What exactly did he miss? Who took his things?
Qin Xiuyang was furious, and his sword energy raged through the surrounding orchard. The rage of the chosen one was indeed terrifying. In no time, half of the orchard was destroyed, and the ground was littered with the corpses of poisonous bees.
Song Xia and Song Luo's eyes also began to blaze with anger. They hadn't gotten anything, so they took their anger out on the orchard. Did Qin Xiuyang still have any compassion or love for all things as a cultivator?
Song Xia recalled the scene of this person's ascension and sneered.
Indeed, if he had that kind of heart, he wouldn't have let the entire Qingyang Continent make him the one.
Neither she nor Song Luo hesitated; they both attacked Qin Xiuyang simultaneously.
"It's you two!" Upon seeing them, Qin Xiuyang seemed to have found his target. "It's you two who ruined my plans again."
"Ruin your plans? You talk as if you're entitled to all the advantages in the world." Song Luo couldn't help but sneer. "Where do you get the nerve to be so shameless?"
"Demon, prepare to die."
"It's not certain who will die yet." Song Xia and Song Luo lured him out of the orchard. The mother and son worked together seamlessly, forcing Qin Xiuyang to retreat repeatedly.
This made him even angrier. When did a monster dare to be so arrogant in front of him?
He suddenly stopped, then swung his longsword high, instantly unleashing a surge of sword energy that seemed to tear apart the heavens and earth.
As expected of the future number one swordsman in the world, he is indeed terrifying; even Song Xia dared not confront him directly.
Fortunately, over the years she has relied on the Song family business to produce a lot of defensive magical artifacts. If one is not enough, then three, four, five or six will do. Anyway, she and her son have no shortage of them.
"Such lowly creatures only dare to hide," Qin Xiuyang coldly mocked.
"If you're so capable, go say that to the Weaponry Sect. They're the ones who crafted these."
Song Xia and Song Luo were not fooled by his trick and instead mocked him: "I think you are the despicable one. Even though the Mingyuan Sect forbade you to come, you still sneaked in. The world should see your shamelessness."
"You're sharp-tongued and quick-witted, let's see how long you can dodge this."
"Oh my, so you insult others without any reason of your own. So this is the kind of upbringing the so-called successor of the Sword Master!"
Song Luo retorted without hesitation, and the angrier Qin Xiuyang became, the happier he was.
Qin Xiuyang stopped wasting words and unleashed an even more ferocious sword move, this time not aimed at Song Xia, but at Song Luo.
Song Luo's cultivation level was lower than his mother's, and he was not as smooth as Song Xia when using defensive magic weapons. He was quickly injured by Qin Xiuyang's sword energy.
Seeing her son injured, Song Xia's anger reached its peak, and she immediately revealed her vine form.
After years of cultivation, her cultivation level has reached the Nascent Soul stage, which is a level higher than Qin Xiuyang's. However, because Qin Xiuyang's cultivation method is special, it is difficult to determine the winner for the time being.
But as everyone knows, a demon beast like her can only reach its maximum attack power when it is in its demon form.
The dense vines instantly covered the entire area, and the thick vines that had just been cut down by the sword energy quickly grew back.
She wrapped Qin Xiuyang in vines, slowly forcing him to have no room to maneuver.
Qin Xiuyang rarely faced such a difficult situation in battle. These vines seemed endless and unkillable. Before long, even his hands were bound, and his spirit sword fell to the side.
Song Xia tightened her grip again, the vines binding Qin Xiuyang until his veins bulged and his eyes turned bloodshot.
She used all her strength, hoping to kill the person this time.
"Get your sword." She reminded her son, and Song Luo quickly reacted, drawing his sword and thrusting it towards Qin Xiuyang.
"Ah!" Qin Xiuyang took the blow, but soon the vines binding him exploded, and he disappeared instantly.
"Mother, how are you?" The vines were blown to pieces, and Song Xia was seriously injured.
"It's alright." Fortunately, there were many spiritual herbs in the space, and she immediately took one.
Song Luo pounded the ground, frustrated, "At this point, Qin Xiuyang was still able to escape."
“After all, he is Qin Taiming’s personal disciple, and his luck is strong. No one knows how many ways he can protect himself.” Song Xia answered while circulating his qi. “However, he is not much better off this time. His injuries have healed well, but I don’t believe he can easily get rid of that poison.”
Song Luo's eyes lit up: "Mother, you poisoned him?"
"Yes, it's the same poison your Aunt Die gave me last time. It's the poison of a Nascent Soul stage demon king. Even Qin Taiming would suffer if he encountered it, let alone Qin Xiuyang, who is only at the Nascent Soul stage."
Song Xia is always thorough in her work. If she has the opportunity to seriously injure Qin Xiuyang, she will definitely use all means to do so. It is not her style to say harsh words before taking action, like other villains do.
As expected, Qin Xiuyang, who had escaped, was in great pain. Knowing that there were many rare treasures in this secret realm, he could not spare the time to search for them. He had to use all his cultivation to resist the poison.
The demon race is indeed the demon race; they are despicable and shameless, resorting to such a vile method as poisoning.
But this vine demon... why does it look so familiar? Where have I seen it before?
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