Chapters 938 and 939: Young Master Qinghong
Ye Fei couldn't help but glance at the man's figure a few more times.
The more I look at it, the more I feel a strange sense of familiarity.
How strange, have I seen her somewhere before? Could she be someone I know?
Ye Fei subconsciously wondered if there was anyone she knew with a head full of white hair...
"What does Young Master Qinghong wish to sell today?" The vendor rubbed his hands together, looking at the man in front of him with a fawning expression.
The man raised his hand with its distinct knuckles and took out several beast cores from the storage ring on his other hand. His voice, muffled through the mask, said, "Give me these."
As soon as the words "Young Master Qinghong" were uttered, many mercenaries gathered around.
The vendor took the beast cores with both hands and examined them carefully. After a long while, his eyes widened: "These, these are all divine beast-level spirit beast cores! The highest level one is actually a level ten divine beast core!"
"Whoosh..." A commotion arose at the scene, and the mercenaries all gasped in surprise.
A spirit beast with the level of a level 10 divine beast is just one step away from becoming a sacred beast!
Young Master Qinghong actually took on a level 10 divine beast single-handedly and even obtained its beast core!
Ye Fei raised an eyebrow. A one-on-one fight against a level 10 divine beast?
This Qinghong is not to be underestimated...
She watched silently for a while, then suddenly remembered that she still had to find Hua Ling. When she turned around, she found that Hua Ling was no longer there.
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Ye Fei walked around the entire post station and finally found Hua Ling on the lawn behind the post station.
He sat on a rock, holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms, staring intently at the rising moon in the night sky, his expression somber.
Ye Fei walked to Hua Ling's side, sighed softly, and asked him gently, "Did I upset you?"
Hua Ling tilted her head to look at Ye Fei, pursed her thin lips, and shook her head: "No."
Ye Fei: "Then why do you look unhappy?"
Hua Ling was silent for a few seconds, then pouted and said, word by word, "I am not your brother."
"Of course you're not my younger brother." Ye Fei said, both amused and exasperated. "If we're talking about age, I should call you a senior."
Upon hearing this, Hua Ling frowned deeply, her long eyebrows furrowing: "You think I'm too old?"
Ye Fei shook her head: "I don't mind, because you are not human, so I can't use human methods to calculate your age."
Hua Ling lowered her clear eyes, looking rather sullen: "Um... I'm not human."
After a long silence, Ye Fei heard him slowly speak: "If only I were human instead of a spirit."
Ye Fei asked in surprise, "Why would you suddenly say that?"
"It's probably because... I don't want to be a spirit anymore."
The spirit's voice was deep: "I have the appearance and body of a human, but I am not human. Everything I have now is to hide my identity as a spirit of an artifact."
Ye Fei's heart skipped a beat: "Don't do anything rash!"
Hua Ling raised her eyelids and looked at her with confusion: "What's bothering you?"
"That means you absolutely must not think of suicide!"
Hua Ling paused for a moment, then finally understood what she meant. She raised the corners of her lips, but the curve was somewhat bitter.
He hugged the rabbit tightly, gazing wistfully at the night sky: "It seems my path of cultivation cannot stop yet..."
Ye Fei felt that the painting spirit was very strange tonight.
Just as she was about to ask a question, the boy's sorrow vanished, and he smiled at her: "Are you tired? Would you like to rest together in my painting?"
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