When Xiang Wan finished cleaning herself up and changed into her red clothes, the entire mountain forest seemed to lose its color in comparison.
With her delicate eyebrows and bright, expressive eyes, a faint smile graced her fair face. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her long, dark hair cascaded down her exquisite earlobes to her chest. Drops of water trickled down her back, staining her waist with a rosy hue, further accentuating her graceful figure.
A red ball was casually cradled in the crook of her arm, her slender white fingers occasionally slipping through the red fur, as if she were holding a precious treasure.
Her face was unadorned, and she wore nothing else. Naturally, every gesture revealed a transcendent beauty, like the most exquisite sculpture in the world, a fairy who stepped out of a painting.
This world is full of handsome men and beautiful women, and there are also many graceful goddesses, but as long as she stands there, she is the most beautiful scenery in the world!
The man stared blankly at Xiang Wan, forgetting to react, forgetting to breathe, his heart pounding wildly.
The woman's eyes narrowed, a surge of resentment and jealousy welling up inside her: Her senior brother had spent so much time with her, yet he had never shown such an expression. This woman, the moment she appeared, had captivated her senior brother's soul. Whoever she was, she absolutely could not be allowed to leave this mountain forest alive!
After thinking for a moment, the woman cleared her throat and said, "You are so beautiful, even I can't take my eyes off you. May I ask where you studied? Perhaps we will meet again at the soon-to-be-opened ruins of the divine relic."
Xiang Wan, with her keen senses, had already taken in the expressions of the two men.
Therefore, she said calmly, "The ruins of a divine relic? My master didn't mention it. Perhaps it's because I was too playful and disappointed him."
The woman's eyes flashed, and she smiled faintly, "Miss, there's no need to be modest. Entering the ruins of divine relics doesn't necessarily require high cultivation levels; it's all about courage. Five hundred years ago, a Core Formation cultivator led his disciples in, and in the end, it was a Qi Condensation disciple who obtained the magic treasure. This shows that three parts strength and seven parts luck are enough to get what you want in the ruins."
The man's gaze shifted away awkwardly as Xiang Wan approached.
Upon hearing the woman's words, he frowned slightly and glanced at Wan from time to time.
"Does the relic of a miracle open automatically? Can anyone enter?"
"Of course, this is a major event in our cultivation world. At that time, immortals from various sects and leaders of various races will lead their people in. There are opportunities and risks inside. We cultivators are inherently defying the heavens, seeking wealth and honor amidst danger. Your master may not have told you this for your own good, so please don't worry about it, young lady."
The man suddenly interrupted, and the woman, though somewhat displeased, didn't show it. She said sarcastically, "Senior brother, we're probably out of luck with this young lady. After all, we belong to a sect; we can't very well change our allegiance and go elsewhere, can we?"
These words were rather impolite, and the man's displeasure was evident on his face.
The woman seemed oblivious and said to Xiang Wan, "Miss, it is fate that we met. I am going to find the Cloud Dream Beast. Why don't you help me look for it too? Maybe you will have better luck."
After a moment's hesitation, Xiang Wan agreed.
After a rough assessment of the woman's strength, she didn't seem to pose much of a threat. Besides, this was a good opportunity to repay the favor of lending her clothes.
Seeing that Xiang Wan had agreed, the woman's smile became more genuine, and she took the initiative to say, "My name is Wang Lin, and this is my senior brother, Song Bo."
"You can call me Xiang Wan." The name Xiang Wan popped into her mind in an instant, as if it was what she was born to be called.
“Let’s set off now. It’s getting late, and it will be even harder to find the Cloud Dream Beast.” Wang Lin said, and took the lead in walking forward.
Xiang Wan, holding the red ball, silently followed a foot behind her, while Song Bo lagged behind.
After walking for a while and getting a little further away from Wang Lin, Song Bo suddenly leaned close to Xiang Wan and whispered, "Miss Xiang Wan, you don't need to take what my junior sister said to heart. She was just acting on a whim and didn't mean any harm."
Xiang Wan nodded, "You two are a couple, I understand."
Song Bo's breath caught in his throat, and he froze on the spot.
By the time he remembered to explain, Xiang Wan had already gotten together with Wang Lin.
The mountains were overgrown with weeds and teeming with snakes, insects, and rodents. Wang Lin's silver sword had already slain many venomous snakes and insects that had ambushed him, leaving bloodstains and corpses everywhere along the path he had cleaved.
"Why is this place so difficult to navigate? At this rate, we might not even find a trace of the Cloud Dream Beast before dark. How about this, let's split up. Whoever finds it can send a message using a talisman, so as not to waste time."
Xiang Wan did not object to Wang Lin's suggestion.
Although Song Bo wanted to stop it, he thought that after they separated, he could find an opportunity to be alone with Xiang Wan and explain, so he agreed.
The three yellow communication talismans can be used after being infused with spiritual power.
Xiang Wan tucked it into her sleeve, found a direction, and walked away on her own.
Wang Lin and Song Bo each chose a direction and led the way with their weapons in hand.
After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, footsteps sounded not far away beside me.
Xiang Wan turned around, and Song Bo was already standing under the tree watching her.
She walked over and asked, "Is something the matter?"
Song Bo nodded, then shook his head, and took out two talismans from his pocket and handed them over. "These are a defense talisman and a wind-controlling talisman. You can use them if you encounter danger. Here you go."
Xiang Wan looked at him but did not answer.
Song Bo was slightly embarrassed, his eyes darting around, his ears turning slightly red, and he said awkwardly, "This is a talisman I drew myself. Since it's just sitting there anyway, I might as well give it to you for self-defense. If you don't want it, you can just throw it away."
Clutching the talisman in her hand, not daring to glance at it, Xiang Wan finally realized what was going on.
She had barely left the blood-red world when she seemed to have already attracted a suitor, which was not what she wanted.
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