Her long, ink-black hair fluttered in the wind, and Qi Rong's almost bewitching profile was partially obscured by her hair. For a moment, Qing He felt as if he had seen that little red fox.
The scenery was beautiful, but Qinghe noticed a spot in the northeast corner that was darker and shrouded in black mist than the rest of the place. Qinghe pointed and asked, "What's that place?"
Qi Rong followed the gaze and said in a slightly somber tone, "Dragon-Slaying Platform."
Qinghe was slightly surprised: "Did a dragon die here?"
Qi Rong: "The ancient war was extremely devastating, with countless divine beasts perishing, including even the powerful dragons."
Qinghe, recalling Mo Junqian's Dragon Overlord sword, asked, "Where's the Flood Dragon?"
Upon hearing the name "Jiaolong," Qi Rong's eyes flashed with disdain: "Jiaolong takes a thousand years to transform into a dragon. It has no teeth or horns, and its strength is vastly different. It is far inferior to a real dragon."
She had witnessed Long Batian's strength firsthand. Even if he hadn't reached his full potential, he was probably no less powerful than a master in the Tribulation Transcending stage, a demigod with one foot in the God Realm.
If even a Flood Dragon is this powerful, the true power of a Divine Dragon must be terrifying. Even a Divine Dragon died in the ancient war, so one can imagine how tragic the situation must have been.
With light steps and light toes, two figures as nimble as swallows landed on the Dragon Slaying Platform, where a scene of utter desolation stretched out before them.
Everywhere there were broken walls and ruins, the ground was covered with rubble, and the scene was desolate and forlorn, a stark contrast to other beautiful landscapes.
Qinghe walked to a corner where cobwebs covered the ground and dust. There was a dark red layer on the ground. Qinghe squatted down and rubbed it with his hand, but there was nothing there except dust.
It looks like this bloodstain is quite old.
"Could it be dragon blood?"
Qi Rong nodded.
"It's truly lamentable that such an ancient divine beast met such an end," Qinghe said, standing up with a sorrowful expression.
Qi Rong remained calm: "Every life has its end, even gods are no exception; nothing is eternal."
Qinghe didn't want to say much about such a heavy topic as life. Having experienced time travel and witnessed cultivation, life had given her too many surprises, and it would be powerless to say more.
The surroundings were desolate and ancient. Qinghe picked up a piece of broken stone from the ground. Perhaps it was stained with dragon blood, because even the stone contained a faint spiritual power.
Qi Rong: "It's a spirit stone. Spirit stones are excellent materials for refining weapons, but unfortunately they have been contaminated by dragon blood and resentment, making them impure."
Seeing Qinghe pick up several stones and keep them for herself, Qi Rong couldn't help but say, "You don't even spare the stones."
Instead of answering, Qinghe asked, "Where do the spirit stones used in the manor come from?"
Qi Rong casually replied, "I've never been interested in weapon crafting."
Qinghe: "So?"
Qi Rong shrugged: "I don't know."
Qinghe: "..."
Time passed quickly in the mirror, and before they knew it, it was evening. The sunset was a deep red, and the two figures slowly stretched out, intertwining and becoming indistinguishable from one another.
Qinghe took two steps to the side, avoiding the shadow, and then stepped forward onto another path. She stole a glance at Qi Rong and, seeing that he hadn't noticed, happily stomped around with both feet. When she looked up, she met Qi Rong's smiling eyes.
Qinghe stopped in her tracks, and whether by accident or not, the spot where she stood was right where Qirong's heart was.
Before one foot even touched the ground, she stood on one leg and explained in a serious tone, "I wanted to see if your shadow was real. I've heard that there are many spirits and demons in the mountains, and most of them don't have shadows."
Qi Rong played along, asking, "So what did you see?"
Qinghe landed on her feet, stood upright, and looked obedient: "The shadow is real."
Qi Rong covered her face with her fan, her smile wicked and alluring, much like a fox.
He said to Qinghe, "I'll take you somewhere."
Qinghe: "Where?"
Qi Rong: "The Forest of Rebirth".
...
A short while later, two figures, one in red and one in gray, appeared in the Forest of Rebirth.
The woods weren't large; you could see the end of it at a glance. Qinghe picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually white!"
The white leaves are gray and dry, reflected in the water, shimmering and sparkling, truly a scene where water and light blend into one.
Rebirth Spring in the Forest of Rebirth, Rebirth Rock beside the Rebirth Spring.
Her slender hand gently caressed the rocks by the spring, and Qinghe softly murmured the three words inscribed on the stone wall: "Stone of Rebirth..."
Qi Rong stood side by side with her, her lazy voice exceptionally pleasant: "It's said that the Rebirth Stone can reveal a person's past life, want to give it a try?"
Qinghe admired the craftsmanship of the engraving, and said indifferently upon hearing this, "You said it yourself, it's a past life. If it's a past life, it means it's two different people with different destinies. It's better not to try."
Qi Rong's eyes were filled with admiration, "Few people can see things so clearly."
Qing smiled and accepted the praise without hesitation.
Instead of looking at the Rebirth Stone, Qinghe shifted her attention to the Rebirth Spring. The surface of the spring water shimmered, but upon closer inspection, there was a faint layer of gold at the bottom. Qinghe reached out to scoop it up and take a look, but Qirong stopped her.
"It's sulfur dioxide, which is poisonous."
Qinghe had heard of sulfanilox, which was extremely poisonous and also had hallucinogenic effects.
She smiled meaningfully: "No wonder it's called the Spring of Rebirth. If you drink this water, it would be strange if you didn't get reborn in the Pure Land."
Just as she was about to get up, the earth suddenly shook, and Qinghe stumbled and fell onto the Rebirth Stone. Qi Rong was about to help her up when the stone wall suddenly shone with a bright red light and abruptly sucked Qinghe in.
All sounds vanished in an instant, leaving Qing with nothing to see or hear; all that could be seen was darkness.
Qing called Qi Rong's name twice, but there was no response.
With a slight movement of his foot, he slowly walked forward. After taking only two steps, his toes touched something. Qing bent down and felt around on the ground. The texture felt like a stone.
As soon as Qing picked it up, the stone in his arms sensed something and the two stones attracted each other and joined together the instant they were taken out.
Before Qinghe could react, the stone in his hand flew out and stood in mid-air. Then, Qinghe heard a screeching sound as the stone scraped the ground. All the pebbles on the ground rose up one after another and flew into the air, sticking together firmly like a composite mech.
In the end, all the stones came together to form the shape of an eye, spreading outwards from the red dot in the center, eventually transforming into a fiery eye!
The fiery eyes stared intently at Qinghe as if they were alive. As the shape of the eyes slowly grew larger, the flames burned more and more fiercely, threatening to spread like wildfire.
As soon as Qinghe moved slightly, the fire eye moved as well. Qinghe raised his arm, and the flames shot up ten feet high.
With the escape plan falling through, Qinghe stood still and decided to negotiate instead, asking, "What do you want?"
Fire Eyes actually spoke: "I want one thing from you."
Qinghe thought for a moment, realizing he didn't have anything valuable on him. Could it be that it wanted...?
Qinghe reached into his pocket and said, "Here you go."
Fire Eyes moved and looked at what she was holding: "It's not this."
Qinghe put away the herbs and said calmly, "These are the most valuable things I have. I have nothing else."
Fire Eye seemed somewhat annoyed, the flames flickering more frequently. "I advise you not to try anything funny."
Qinghe pondered for a moment. If it wasn't robbery, then it was...
She suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Could it be that you want my virginity?!"
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