Chapter 11 Rong Yan's Magic Power Was Drained
Pei Yan turned his head alertly, "What's going on?"
The next moment...
“Wa ...
Yun Yao screamed.
Several fat spirit pigs had pounced on her. One of them was probably too excited and bumped into her arms. Then it raised its tail high and pulled down a bunch of black sticky stuff with a "plop", which accurately stuck to her snow-white skirt.
The other one was even more outrageous. It jumped directly onto Pei Yan's back, opened its mouth and bit a corner of his robe, and began to pull it outwards fiercely with such great force that he and his robe were dragged backwards.
“Get out of here!!”
Pei Yan roared angrily and waved his sword frantically, but these spirit pigs were agile and soon got into the house and started running around.
Yun Yao tried to run in a panic, but she slipped and stepped directly on a pile of hot and sticky feces left by a spirit beast. She fell with a thud, her face hitting the ground.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Yun Yao went crazy and struggled to get up, but found that her whole body was covered with an unknown substance. The smell and color made her vomit a mouthful of sour water on the spot.
"Ye! Zhao!!" Pei Yan was so angry that his eyes turned red, and spiritual power burst out from his dantian.
The overwhelming spiritual pressure stirred up a strong wind, blowing the grass leaves on the ground into all directions, and roared towards the spiritual pigs that were gnawing at the door threshold.
However, just when his spiritual light was about to fall, a cold light broke through the air, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind, which crushed the magic in his hand!
Pei Yan took several steps back and looked carefully. He saw a familiar figure walking in slowly, his robe fluttering in the wind. It was Ye Zhao, whom he hated so much!
"Ye Zhao!" Pei Yan was furious. Protecting Yun Yao, who was cowering like a quail behind him, he sternly accused her, "How dare you let such a bunch of filthy people disgust us? Do you still have the demeanor of a peak master? You're simply, simply going too far! I'm going to ask the sect leader for justice!"
Ye Zhao asked innocently, "Huh? This is the yard I gave to Xiaoxue. Is there anything wrong with me raising my favorite spirit pigs in my own yard?"
"I'm telling you, I raised these spirit pigs for the New Year. Many people will come to taste their deliciousness, Yunyao... I'm entrusting them to you now."
Yun Yao's face was already pale, and now it turned even paler. She cried, "But, but..."
These stinky pigs are so dirty, she doesn’t want to help Ye Zhao take care of them!
Ye Zhao seemed to be telling a family story, "Remember to take good care of yourself. If you become thin and hungry, I will come to settle the score with you."
Pei Yan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He watched Ye Zhao pat Su Luoxue's shoulder and walk leisurely past them.
Su Luoxue walked obediently beside her with her head down, but she secretly glanced at them, and there seemed to be a smile in her eyes, which made Pei Yan so angry that he couldn't breathe.
Ye Zhao is really too biased!
It seems that he has to go find the Moon-Watching Fairy.
Anyway, Su Luoxue is a ghost who will die early. When they go to the secret realm for training, Qingyue Peak will suffer heavy losses under Ye Zhao's leadership, and Su Luoxue will die in the mouth of the monster. Ye Zhao will definitely regret it then.
Half of Pei Yan's face was hidden in the shadows, and he watched Ye Zhao and Su Luoxue gradually disappear.
…
After walking out of the main road of Qingyue Peak, Su Luoxue finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She covered her stomach and laughed out loud, almost curling up into a ball.
"Master...hahaha...you, look at them...hahaha..."
Ye Zhao also smiled. "Remember this time, the yard is yours, no one can take it away. Next time something similar happens, remember to tell me first."
Su Luoxue nodded and threw herself into Ye Zhao's arms, "Yeah!"
That afternoon, just as Ye Zhao finished preparing a dose of healing medicine for Su Luoxue, he heard footsteps outside the door.
"Master Ye Feng..."
Yun Yao stood in front of the door, looking pitiful, with Pei Yan standing behind her with a sullen face.
Ye Zhao leaned back in his chair, supporting his chin with one hand, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Why, have you figured it out?"
Yun Yao whispered, "I'm willing to return the yard to Senior Sister Su..."
"Okay." Ye Zhao nodded simply, "But remember to clean up the yard before you leave."
"...Yes." Yun Yao nodded in spite of the humiliation.
The originally tidy courtyard had been ruined beyond recognition by those spirit pigs. Yun Yao could only squat down and wipe it bit by bit with a handkerchief. It didn't take long before she was exhausted and sweating all over.
But the spirit pig continued to run around recklessly, causing feces and urine to fly everywhere in the yard.
Yun Yao tried hard to hold back her retching, "Brother Yan... I really can't take it anymore..."
Pei Yan hugged her with heartache, his face gloomy to the extreme.
"Ye Zhao did this on purpose. We will go to Xialing Peak later. Fairy Wangyue will definitely accept us, and then we won't have to be bullied by her anymore."
"Yeah." Yun Yao responded softly, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it, "Then let's clean up quickly, otherwise if Master Ye Feng sees us, he'll cause trouble for us again."
Pei Yan sighed, and could only resign himself to his fate by squatting down and cleaning up with Yun Yao.
…
Xialing Peak.
On the jade platform at the top of the mountain, Ye Wange sat quietly on the cloud couch, with a pitch-black magic weapon hanging in front of her, engraved with several faint golden inscriptions.
Rong Yan was placed under the magic weapon by her. His long hair was slightly wet with sweat and his face was unusually pale.
His shirt was open on his chest, revealing spiritual patterns that were glowing and connected to the black silk threads above the magic weapon, constantly drawing the spiritual power in his body into the air, and then merging it into Ye Wange's body.
Ye Wange looked cheerful and her cultivation level was slowly rising.
"It's truly a top-grade demon bone..." Feeling the spiritual energy in her body constantly replenishing, she looked satisfied.
After absorbing almost everything, Ye Wange put away the magic weapon, and Rong Yan slowly opened his eyes at this time.
He simply felt relaxed, all the pain from the past few days faded away, even the feeling of stagnation in his meridians disappeared.
"My injury... is it really healed?"
He looked at Ye Wange in surprise, "Fairy, you saved me?"
"...You saved me from danger and healed my wounds. Rong Yan has no way to repay you. I sincerely request that you become my disciple!"
He spoke sincerely, his eyes almost shining, looking at Ye Wange as if he were a goddess.
Ye Wange sat on a high-level stone seat, her body shrouded in a soft aura. Her slender fingers gently stroked the magic weapon at the side of her knees, and she looked at him with a half-smile, as if she was looking at an object that was somewhat useful but not very pleasing to the eye.
It was at this moment that Rong Yan's expression suddenly changed, his body twitched violently, and then he fell heavily to his knees, his five fingers tightly gripping the floor tiles, as if he was enduring great pain.
“Ugh…Ah!!!”
His whole body suddenly convulsed, and beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
This kind of pain comes without any warning!
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