Su Liyue and Lin Xuan stared blankly at Ling Xueyan and the other two beside Qin Feng, and for a moment they didn't react.
When they came to their senses, they were both surprised and delighted.
With the assistance of three peak Hongmeng Saint Emperors, the eight men in blue robes seem to be no longer a threat, right?
Su Liyue and Lin Xuan exchanged a glance and both breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Immediately, taking advantage of the fact that the eight men in blue were focused on Ling Xueyan and her two companions, they decisively sped towards Qin Feng and his group.
In the blink of an eye, Su Liyue and Lin Xuan were in front of Qin Feng.
Due to the severity of their injuries, the two were already exhausted after only this short distance, panting heavily, and collapsed to the ground.
Qin Feng glanced at Su Liyue and Lin Xuan, then looked at the man in the green robe and the woman in the long dress, and instructed, "Take them both away from here and find a secluded place for them to heal their wounds!"
Knowing they couldn't help if they stayed, the man in the green robe and the woman in the long dress didn't hesitate at all. They immediately picked up Su Liyue and Lin Xuan and left quickly.
Upon seeing this, the eight men in blue merely frowned, and none of them uttered a word to stop them.
It wasn't that they didn't want to stop her, but rather that Ling Xueyan's strength was unfathomable, making them wary.
They had expended a lot of divine power dealing with Su Liyue and Lin Xuan, so they had no chance of winning against Ling Xueyan.
They secretly speculated that even if they were to eventually defeat Ling Xueyan, they would surely pay a heavy price.
Therefore, none of them dared to make any rash moves at this time.
Qin Feng watched the man in the green robe and the woman in the long dress carrying Su Liyue and Lin Xuan until their figures completely disappeared from his sight. Only then did he slowly withdraw his gaze and look at the eight men in green robes.
Qin Feng's face was ashen, and he exuded a chilling aura. He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you bully the people of my Backing Mountain Sect! You bunch of bastards are simply courting death!"
When Qin Feng's harsh words reached everyone's ears, the man in blue who had been staring intently at Ling Xueyan suddenly turned his head. A hint of contempt flashed in his narrow eyes, and he let out a disdainful snort.
Then, in an extremely arrogant tone, he mocked, "Hmph, I'm quite curious, where does a good-for-nothing like you get the courage to utter such arrogant words?"
"Do you really think that the two of you alone can be a match for the eight of us? That's utterly ridiculous, a complete pipe dream and an overestimation of your own abilities!"
At this point, the man in blue turned his gaze back to Ling Xueyan.
This time, his expression softened slightly, but he still maintained a somewhat condescending attitude as he continued, "Fellow Daoist, this is a matter of grudges between our Ziyang Sword Sect and the Kaoshan Sect. We hope you will refrain from meddling in our affairs!"
"If you agree not to interfere in this matter, we will certainly reward you handsomely!"
Ling Xueyan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile, as she looked at the man in blue before her.
In her eyes, this guy was utterly foolish, daring to look down on Qin Feng and even spouting nonsense, calling Qin Feng a useless peak master.
It should be noted that Qin Feng's current strength far surpasses hers.
When the man in blue noticed Ling Xueyan's ambiguous smile, a nameless anger welled up inside him, but he forcibly suppressed his emotions and did not lash out on the spot.
After all, he really didn't want to provoke Ling Xueyan unless absolutely necessary.
Just as the man in blue was racking his brains trying to figure out how to increase his offer to persuade Ling Xueyan, Ling Xueyan unexpectedly spoke first.
"Okay!" she said with a smile and a relaxed tone.
Then, Ling Xueyan changed the subject and added, "I can assure you that I won't interfere with the grudges between you and Qin Feng, but there are conditions."
"You must produce a priceless treasure that will truly captivate me!"
"If you can't do that, then don't blame me for being impolite. I can only apologize to you!"
After speaking, Ling Xueyan crossed her arms and looked at the man in blue with a leisurely air, seemingly waiting for his response.
In any case, given Qin Feng's strength, he doesn't need her help at all, so why not take this opportunity to extort some treasures from him?
The man in blue narrowed his eyes slightly, his thick eyebrows furrowing tightly together to form a deep frown.
He stared at Ling Xueyan before him and asked in a low voice, "What treasure do you want?"
Ling Xueyan's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief and liveliness.
She replied casually, "Hmph, you'd better take out your so-called treasure and let me have a look at it first!"
Upon hearing this, the man in blue hesitated for a moment. After a brief pause, he slowly raised his right hand and lightly touched the storage ring on his left hand with his index finger.
As a faint light flashed by, two exquisitely carved wooden boxes appeared out of thin air in his hands.
He carefully opened the wooden box lid, and instantly, a rich yet refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted out.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that each wooden box contained a crystal-clear, luminous herb.
Both of these medicinal herbs have been growing for over ten thousand years, and their value is immeasurable.
The man in blue took a deep breath, trying to make his tone as calm as possible, then looked up at Ling Xueyan and asked, "Do these two ancient spiritual herbs meet your standards?"
However, to his surprise, Ling Xueyan merely glanced at the two spiritual herbs out of the corner of her eye, and then let out a disdainful sneer.
"Haha... You have the nerve to offer me just two spiritual herbs? Do you really think I'm some beggar on the street?" Ling Xueyan said with her arms crossed and a mocking expression on her face.
The man in blue changed his expression, gritted his teeth, and took out another item from his storage ring.
It was a bead emitting a ghostly blue light. The moment it appeared, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped. "This is the Ice Soul Spirit Bead, born in extremely cold places, only one is obtained every ten thousand years. Is that alright now?"
Ling Xueyan's eyes lit up, but she quickly regained her composure. "It's passable, but not good enough."
A man behind the man in blue couldn't help but angrily say, "Don't go too far. This Ice Soul Spirit Pearl is already a rare treasure."
Ling Xueyan ignored him and just looked at the man in blue.
The man in blue pondered for a moment, then, with a determined look, took out another sword. Wisps of spiritual energy swirled around its blade, as if serpents were wriggling within them. "This sword is called the Spirit Shadow Sword; it is a top-grade immortal artifact."
Ling Xueyan finally nodded in satisfaction, "Hmm, these items are almost done."
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