Chapter 27 The rain was particularly noisy today.
Without even thinking, Mu Jianjian knew that Sang Wanyue was cursing him in her heart, "Scumbag! I know you got close to me for the meridians of your white moonlight!"
“Yes, that’s right, you’re so cool,” Sang Wanyue said in a cool voice. Her twin swords rose and fell with agile movements. “I was stunned.”
Is this something the female lead would say given her personality?
Mu Jianjian looked back and saw the woman moving like a serpent among the vines. The emotion in her eyes gradually faded during the fight, as if it were an extremely perfunctory answer.
It's completely different from what's described in the novel!
She silently sneered at Ye Wulu in her heart.
Okay, you'll get what's coming to you! You'll be burning alive in the crematorium trying to win her
“It has dragged on for a long time,” said the blue-clad man from another faction, using his sword to prop himself up. “Its power is inexhaustible, and its constant regeneration is very disadvantageous to us, since our true energy will eventually be exhausted.”
“Inside its flower buds.” Ye Wulu’s peach blossom eyes narrowed. “It eats people inside, but never attacks, and the vines also protect and defend it, intentionally or unintentionally.”
"Then why didn't you say so sooner?" a voice suddenly broke out, filled with resentment and indignation. "Are you happy to see so many of us die?"
"Anyone with eyes can see that only by cutting down the surrounding vines to a certain extent will the center distribute energy and grow outwards. There's no use in rushing it."
Sang Wanyue said sarcastically, glancing indifferently at the crowd, and the person immediately fell silent.
The female lead's protectiveness is so powerful!
Mu Jianjian has been awarded a VIP seat in the 3D novel category.
After Ye Wuluo discovered the weakness, everyone worked together even more closely. The "Killing Realm," which was said to have no survivors in the original book, was instantly defeated in front of the male and female protagonists.
Mu Jianjian even received two black ribbons from Sang Wanyue, which she naturally shared with her senior brother.
"System, following the protagonist means you'll get to eat meat, waaaaah!"
Seeing its host's happy and adorable appearance, the system felt joyful as well.
"Why did you give him the black silk? He didn't do anything!" Someone noticed the commotion and pointed at Chi Wenqing, shouting angrily.
After a major battle, there weren't enough black silks for them to share, yet now two black silks were given to someone who hadn't done a single thing!
Despite being wrapped in red silk, he's a good-for-nothing hiding in the shadows.
Chi Wenqing didn't even bother to glance at the man, but instead looked at the unevenly colored "black silk" on the girl's arm, her face full of grievance, "Yuanyuan, I'm still too bad."
"No, no, no, don't worry about them," Mu Jianjian's heart melted. "I heard that you can't cultivate normally because your meridians are blocked. I happen to have some Illusionary Vine here."
He took out the Illusionary Vine from his spatial storage, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Who delivers things like that!
Mu Jianjian inwardly belittled herself.
She originally intended to wait until she had refined the elixir before giving it to her senior brother, but she was too afraid that he would lose confidence, so she decided to give him a boost first to motivate him to continue.
"Look, once you leave the secret realm, find an alchemist in your sect to refine a pill, and then you can cultivate normally." The girl's soft voice was full of encouragement.
Chi Wenqing lowered his eyes and saw the herbs in his palm. So that's how it is…
No wonder I didn't sense her presence when we were in the outer layer of the secret realm; she must have gone to find this thing.
His junior sister always seemed to have come for him.
"No, you—" The indignant man was about to speak again when Sang Wanyue glared at him, and he shrank back before trying to raise his voice again.
Linghu Zhuoyu said impatiently, "If you're not convinced, you can fight me."
He was already angry enough that his sister went to see that pretty boy, and this guy kept yelling at him.
The man was stunned when he saw Linghu Zhuoyu.
Isn't this the big shot he encountered in the last level? He brought a snake that was terrifyingly powerful, and despite being only at the low-level Foundation Establishment stage, he exuded a terrifying aura.
Who is this girl?! She has these two people protecting her!
The man finally calmed down and fell silent.
Ye Wulu had no intention of paying attention to the commotion until a man in black walked up behind him.
"Holy Son, Miss Tao Xian was killed in the last assessment, losing half of her soul. The Grand Elder is furious in the sect, saying that he is willing to pay any price to seek revenge."
"What does this have to do with me, Holy Son?" Ye Wuluo's voice was completely flat.
"Holy Son, the woman in this farce is the one the Grand Elder described! If we kill her, we can bring the Grand Elder to our side," the man in black said urgently. "Her strength is only at the first level of Foundation Establishment, using..."
“Lan Yi,” Ye Wulu interrupted with a light laugh, his face radiating a demonic aura, “Whether I kill her or not is really irrelevant, but… this Holy Son particularly hates people who climb walls.”
Lan Yi remained silent, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"It doesn't matter if you like Tao Xian, and it doesn't matter if you want to kill that woman," Ye Wuluo looked down at the man, "You shouldn't have brought personal feelings into official business, do you understand?"
Even the Grand Elder can reach into the secret realm; his ambitions are truly growing.
Ye Wuluo hummed a little tune, his gaze falling on Sang Wanyue, who was cultivating her inner energy, and a sense of pleasure washed over him.
Jianjian's half-sister...
"Yes." After Lan Yi stepped back, she took a deep breath and looked at the woman across the room who was being intimate with the man in white, her anger and hatred bubbling up inside her.
After the great battle, everyone reached a consensus to cultivate their minds and refrain from fighting each other. Some even started jokingly planning their rankings in the top 100 of the next evaluation.
You should know that they have four red silk ribbons here!
"We still don't know who that golden silk is..."
"They probably know they're in high demand, so they're keeping it well hidden."
"Even someone as powerful as the Holy Son of the Holy Lotus Pavilion doesn't have the Golden Silk, so how powerful must he be..."
"..."
Mu Jianjian stopped for the entire time, indicating that she felt guilty.
Just then, dark clouds gathered, and a damp, cold chill suddenly ran down her spine, giving Mu Jianjian an ominous premonition.
Just a moment of hesitation, and the raindrops began to fall sparsely, the sound of the rain pouring into my ears.
As if realizing something, Mu Jianjian stared blankly down at the "black silk" wrapped around her left arm.
As the ink gradually faded under the tapping of the rain, it revealed the golden light within, even radiating an alluring glow that illuminated the dark and gloomy South Palace.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it, and they finally saw what had happened—
Gold silk!
It's the number one review they've been looking for!
She was just an ordinary woman who didn't belong to any sect or even know their name? And yet she listened to their discussion for so long without making a sound?
Did she stain it with black ink? Who treats items from a secret realm like that!
The woman's bizarre thought process left everyone speechless.
Looking at the strange expressions on the faces of the main characters, Mu Jianjian awkwardly scratched her already soaked long hair, "The rain is quite noisy today."
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