The dense forest was vast, the moon was bright and the stars were few. In the deep forest where ancient trees reached the sky, a flickering fire shone, like a tiny fire, barely noticeable.
Several skinned wild rabbits were roasting over a fire, slowly turning as they were turned. Several figures surrounded the fire, all watching one of the people, listening intently as he told ghost stories.
Qinghe sat under a large tree not far away, meditating quietly and ignoring the extremely boring activity.
A short while later, she slowly opened her eyes, composed herself, and looked sorrowful.
A flash of white light appeared in his palm, and a rusty black stick appeared there.
It has been a long time since the Great Light Mantra advanced to the next level and went into seclusion. These days, Qinghe has always felt uncomfortable without a suitable weapon. She has been hoping and hoping that the Great Light Mantra would wake up, but her wish has been in vain. To this day, the Great Light Mantra has not shown any reaction.
Looking up at the sky, the few stars were dim and their light was faint. Qinghe closed her eyes and felt the cool night breeze.
Suddenly, the iron rod in her hand reacted. She looked down and saw that the long rod, covered in rust, was emitting a soft white light from within. Accompanied by crackling sounds, the rust that had been covering the surface cracked open like charred skin, and pieces slid off the rod to reveal the crystal clear core inside.
Once the rust had all fallen off, Qinghe held the transformed Great Light Mantra up to his eyes. His eyes shone brightly in the white light, and he was overjoyed.
"My partner, you've finally woken up! You've finally advanced! You've finally... turned into an ice pop?"
Its body, as clear as jade, was covered with runes that shimmered with a faint golden light. The bright, delicate moonlight shone on it, making it look like a giant popsicle covered in cream.
Mu Dong, who was engrossed in telling a ghost story, inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene, pursed his lips, and let out a deafening laugh.
"Hahahaha..."
The crowd, who were immersed in a terrifying atmosphere, suddenly lost interest upon hearing this laughter and turned to look in Qinghe's direction.
Mu Dong walked up to Qing He while laughing, and said with schadenfreude, "How did the Great Light Mantra become like this? It's too funny, hahaha, it looks exactly like the popsicles I ate when I was a kid!"
Li Jiang also came over, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Don't laugh. This is the advanced state of the Great Light Mantra. Although it looks a bit ugly, its power is more than dozens of times stronger than before."
Mu Dong laughed so hard he bent over: "That's a big popsicle too."
Perhaps his smile was too infuriating, even the main body couldn't stand it. With a "whoosh," the Great Light Mantra flew out of his hand, spun 360 degrees in the air, and transformed into a long, ice-blue whip, with rustling lightning running through it, before lashing out at Mu Dong.
Sensing the approaching danger, Mu Dong quickly focused his mind, gathered his spiritual power, and leaped back dozens of meters, shouting to Qing He, "Are you serious!"
Qinghe shrugged, indicating that this was not her order.
However, she didn't stop them. Who told someone to laugh so heartily? Look, karma's coming back to bite them.
So, what was originally a ghost story telling activity turned into a group of people sitting around a fire, happily eating rabbit meat, and watching the battle between Da Guang Zhou and Mu Dong, which was very interesting.
The next day, in a restaurant, the waiter was busy serving customers. He carried a large tray in both hands and weaved through the crowd of customers before steadily arriving at the table at the back. He quickly placed several plates of exquisite food on the table and said, "Esteemed guests, all the dishes are served. Please enjoy your meal!"
The last syllable was drawn out so long that the whole restaurant could hear it.
They came like lightning, and they left like lightning.
Thanks to Tuo Qing and the hundred taels of silver, the group finally went to a restaurant and had a proper meal.
Everyone at the table picked up their chopsticks and started eating, except for one person who was slumped over the table, fast asleep.
Qinghe tapped Mu Dong's head, "Wake up, all the dishes are served, or there won't be any left."
Mu Dong shook his head, groggily saying, "It's all because of your magic weapon. I had to run around all night and didn't get any sleep. I'm so tired."
Qinghe pretended to take off the ring on his hand and said, "If you don't eat, I'll have the Great Light Mantra repeat last night's actions again."
Mu Dong snapped out of her daze: "No way, I'll eat, I'll eat, okay?" With that, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
The others laughed and started eating on their own.
A delicate fragrance wafted through the air, which Qing noticed immediately. She turned to look at the entrance and saw two girls dressed in light blue blouses entering the restaurant one after the other.
The two young women were both very beautiful. As soon as they entered, the diners in the restaurant were instantly attracted and stared at them.
“Senior Sister Jiyue, this looks pretty good, let’s keep it here.” One of them said to the other, with a respectful and slightly obsequious expression.
Ji Yue, who was called her senior sister, glanced around with a slightly disdainful look in her eyes.
Another, observing the situation carefully, said cautiously, "Senior Sister, are you not satisfied? Shall we go and look elsewhere?"
"Never mind, we need to get going. This is fine." With that, he walked inside and sat down in the empty seat next to Qinghe.
He ordered a few dishes from the waiter, then remained silent and waited quietly.
The atmosphere gradually became noisy again. Li Jiang whispered to the crowd, "Judging from their attire, they are disciples of the Floating Life Pavilion."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked surprised, not expecting to encounter someone from the Floating Life Pavilion here.
In fact, their trip was to Fusheng Pavilion. Qinghe's location and the location of the Perception Divine Pearl were in the Qingshan area, and Qingshan was the location of Fusheng Pavilion's Dao Mansion. The entire Qingshan was under her jurisdiction.
"Qingshan Huating Fusheng Pavilion, three mountains and three waters overlap, long hair at the temples and waist slowly holding a lantern, leading people into dreams and calling out to the beautiful women." Li Jiang said, "This is a local folk song, which is about Fusheng Pavilion. The pavilion is full of women who cultivate in seclusion. They often go down the mountain to do some tasks, so it is not surprising to see them here."
Everyone understood.
"The important thing now is how to sneak into the Floating Life Pavilion without attracting attention."
The pavilion was filled with women, and their team was mostly men, so it was really difficult to blend in.
"What's so difficult about that?" Qing said casually as he ate his food. "Just dress up as a woman."
"puff!"
Mu Dong wiped his mouth: "What did you say! A man dressed as a woman? No way!"
Li Jiang, unusually, did not object to his words: "I don't want it either."
Mo Junqian didn't speak, but his expression spoke volumes.
All eyes were on Shen Xun, who buried his face in the bowl and muttered, "Don't look at me, I'm still just a child."
Qinghe narrowed his eyes into slits, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Lingyin, engrossed in watching the spectacle, exclaimed excitedly, "What's wrong with men dressing up as women? I've never seen a man dressed as a woman before; it must be very interesting!"
As she said this, her eyes kept glancing at Mo Junqian, who was eating silently beside her, and she unconsciously began to imagine what he would look like in women's clothing.
"It will definitely be very good..."
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