The road ahead was not easy. Wu Fu used his spiritual power to push Long Moyuan along, with Feng Qingcheng beside him and Nan Feng and Xiao Wangyou following behind them.
Su Yang and the others continued to clear the way ahead, munching on their dry rations.
Suddenly, the man with the missing arm could no longer hold on and collapsed.
The team was forced to stop.
This man is named Tang Zhiyuan, a member of the Royal Guard.
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to step forward and check on his injuries.
Tang Zhiyuan's wound was already festering, and a foul stench emanated from it.
Feng Qingcheng tore off a piece of her dress to make a makeshift mask, put it on, and used a sharp knife to carefully dig out his rotting flesh.
Upon seeing this, everyone couldn't help but turn around and vomit.
Xiao Wangyou stopped the bleeding for him. Feng Qingcheng saw that there were some purple pearl grass and small thistles nearby, so she pulled a handful and had Xiao Wangyou use magic to crush them. Then she applied them to Tang Zhiyuan's severed arm and bandaged it up.
Clearly, all of this is just wound treatment; to wake this guy up, we must use spiritual power for healing.
"Who among you is willing to lend their spirit?" Feng Qingcheng asked.
This time, everyone volunteered to offer their spirits.
After all, in a place like the Duskwood, they could be the next ones to fall.
Even Su Yang, who hated Feng Qingcheng to death, was no exception.
This time, Feng Qingcheng didn't go too far; she only used a tiny bit of everyone's spiritual power to treat the guy.
An hour later, Tang Zhiyuan woke up.
The group only used a tiny bit of spiritual energy and did not lose any stars.
Everyone felt quite lucky.
Tang Zhiyuan was deeply grateful to Feng Qingcheng and knelt down to kowtow to her, saying, "A-Yuan thanks Princess An for saving my life."
Feng Qingcheng said, "I only put in a little effort. The fact that you all lent me your spirit makes you the greatest contributors."
Tang Zhiyuan thanked everyone again, and the group continued on its way.
Three hours later.
The group heard the sounds of fierce fighting coming from ahead.
"Afu, go check the situation." After Long Moyuan finished speaking, Wufu nodded and ran off.
Su Yang also sent someone forward to check on the situation with Wu Fu.
Soon, Wufu returned.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Your Highness, Your Highness, several families are besieging the Seven-Colored Treasure ahead!"
Nanfeng was overjoyed. "So the Demon Emperor Grass is right in front of us? That's great! I'm going to go take a look."
After Nanfeng finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind.
Xiao Wangyou shook his head. "That guy is always so impulsive."
Feng Qingcheng instructed Wufu, "Afu, take good care of the prince. I need to personally monitor these guys."
"Your Highness, rest assured, Afu will absolutely not let His Highness get a single hair on his head."
Feng Qingcheng squatted down again and said to Long Moyuan, "Ayuan, wait for me here. I will get the Demon Emperor Grass soon."
Long Moyuan looked at her with concern, "Acheng, there are so many people, why do you need to go in person? We can just wait here."
Feng Qingcheng shook her head. "That's the Demon Emperor Grass, which everyone covets now. I don't trust anyone else with it."
"Your safety is the most important thing."
"Trust me, I won't be surprised. I'll tell you a secret: all these people were set up by me to help me get the Demon Emperor Grass. They thought that eating the Demon Emperor Grass would allow them to advance in rank. Little did they know, this herb was only for healing your leg."
"Acheng." Long Moyuan hugged her tightly. "You've suffered because of me."
"I promised you I would heal your leg. Don't worry, you'll be able to run again, okay?"
Xiao Wangyou watched the two embrace, his fingers twitched slightly, he took a deep breath, and strode forward.
“Acheng, I can’t let you take the risk. Afu, go ahead and keep watch.”
"No." Feng Qingcheng broke free from his embrace. "If there is any danger, I will not be able to protect you. Afu has to stay here."
"Ah Cheng, it's dangerous ahead, I can't let you go."
"I'm just reaping the benefits without lifting a finger. Besides, with so many people protecting you, you don't need to worry."
"Ah Cheng, no..."
No matter how much Long Moyuan pleaded, Feng Qingcheng ultimately left without hesitation.
The Seven-Colored Treasure was too powerful. Long Moyuan was worried, so he asked Afu to push him along.
Feng Qingcheng saw that several families were besieging a small magical beast.
This little guy is very cute. His antlers are like a deer's, his head is like a cow's, his mouth is like a donkey's, his eyes are like a shrimp's, his ears are like an elephant's, his scales are like a fish's, his whiskers are like a human's, his belly is like a snake's, and his feet are like a phoenix's.
Is this the Seven-Colored Treasure?
Dragon.
So it turns out the Seven-Colored Treasure is actually a dragon?
This little dragon looks so small, I wonder if it's even five years old?
Does it have Demon Emperor Grass nearby?
As various spells were launched at the Seven-Colored Treasure, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but worry. What if everyone killed the Seven-Colored Treasure and failed to find the Demon Emperor Grass? Wouldn't that be a loss?
"Ah Cheng, do you see that? That's a seven-colored treasure, it's a dragon!" Nan Feng exclaimed excitedly.
Xiao Wangyou said, "Legend has it that the Seven-Colored Treasure is always alone. Its parents let it fend for itself after giving birth to it. Fortunately, it's just a cub, so we're lucky."
Feng Qingcheng sighed, "It's quite good, but they killed the Seven-Colored Treasure. Where are we going to find the Demon Emperor Grass?"
“The Demon Emperor Grass should be nearby, but I’ve never seen what it looks like before. Why don’t you draw a sketch and we can split up to look for it?” Xiao Wangyou suggested.
Feng Qingcheng said, "I'm not good at drawing."
Nanfeng took out paper and pen, "Qingcheng, stop being modest, hurry up and draw."
Feng Qingcheng looked at Xiao Wangyou and said, "How about I describe it and you draw it?"
"Ah Cheng, I'll do it."
Just as Xiao Wangyou was about to take the paper, Afu pushed Long Moyuan in a wheelchair.
Feng Qingcheng glared at Afu, who claimed to be innocent.
Feng Qingcheng crouched down. "A Yuan, it's dangerous here."
“If you’re not afraid, why would I be? Ah Cheng, you describe the Demon Emperor Grass, and I’ll draw it.”
Okay, I can't win against this guy.
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to describe the shape of the Demon Emperor Grass verbally, and Long Moyuan quickly drew a Demon Emperor Grass.
The Demon Emperor Grass seemed to grow out of the paper itself.
This guy's drawing skills are amazing.
Feng Qingcheng was filled with admiration.
"Yes, this is what the Demon Emperor Grass looks like. You two memorize it, and then we'll split up to look for it. The fact that the Seven-Colored Treasure appeared here proves that the Demon Emperor Grass is nearby."
Su Yang and the others were ordered to stay behind to monitor everyone, while Feng Qingcheng and the others went to find the Demon Emperor Grass.
After watching the group leave, Su Yang ordered his men to secretly follow Feng Qingcheng.
For some reason, he had a premonition that this good-for-nothing was very lucky and might find the Demon Emperor Grass.
Feng Qingcheng found Long Moyuan too slow, so she used a trick to drug him and then asked Afu to take him to a safe place to rest.
Wu Fu was shocked that Princess An was so bold and shook his head.
When the master wakes up, he'll definitely get a terrible scolding.
Feng Qingcheng was very assertive, and Afu had no choice but to agree.
Feng Qingcheng communicated with the little pig using her spiritual power.
"Can you sense the Demon Emperor Grass?"
"I can only sense things within ten meters, and I can't sense its presence now."
Feng Qingcheng activated her spiritual power and used her lightness skill to run swiftly.
Although her lightness skill wasn't very good, she could barely fly a little bit with the help of magic.
"Did you sense it?"
"No."
Finally, even after Feng Qingcheng was exhausted from flying, the little pig still couldn't sense the Demon Emperor Grass.
"Are we going in the wrong direction?"
"Definitely. Why don't you try a different direction, Master?"
Feng Qingcheng changed directions several times before finally returning to the place where everyone was fighting.
Feng Qingcheng said breathlessly, "Little piggy, is it because you're not awake that you can't sense anything?"
"Okay, you catch that stinky dragon, and I'll communicate with it."
They've caught them?
That stinky dragon, though young, is wicked.
It wandered among the crowd, and the various powerful spells they unleashed were aimed at it, but in the end, they ended up hurting their own people.
Ugh, what a bunch of stupid guys.
Feng Qingcheng saw that Xu Qianmian and Feng Qingran were both in the crowd.
Although the two were masked, she could recognize them at a glance.
Suddenly, Xu Qianmian took out a bamboo flute.
Feng Qingcheng was shocked. Was this guy trying to provoke the Seven-Colored Treasure?
Sure enough, as soon as Xu Qianmian's pig-slaughtering flute rang out, the Seven-Colored Treasure immediately went berserk.
Originally, the Seven-Colored Treasure was merely wandering among the crowd, preserving its strength, but now it has begun attacking them.
Everyone was overjoyed to see that Seven-Colored Treasure had finally agreed to the challenge.
Warcraft is just Warcraft, it's so stupid.
How could a mere little monster cub withstand so many experts?
So everyone joined forces and unleashed a barrage of magic upon the Seven-Colored Treasure.
Before seizing the Demon Emperor Grass, everyone cooperated to defeat the Seven-Colored Treasure. Once the Seven-Colored Treasure was captured alive and forced to find the Demon Emperor Grass, then it would be a matter of who would be the lucky one.
Seven-Colored Treasure was quickly tricked.
It let out a few painful cries before finally fleeing towards Feng Qingcheng.
When Feng Qingcheng saw the Seven-Colored Treasure rushing towards her, she was completely dumbfounded.
The Seven-Colored Treasure was injured, and she couldn't hurt it further. She simply took out the Purple Light Sword to scare it.
Who knew that the frenzied Seven-Colored Treasure would actually crash headfirst into the Purple Light Sword.
Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded. This guy was too funny!
What astonished her even more was that the Seven-Colored Treasure actually became entangled with Feng Qingcheng's Purple Light Sword and refused to come down.
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
"The Seven-Colored Treasure is just ahead, everyone chase after it."
Behind them, a large group of powerful figures attacked.
Feng Qingcheng tried to throw the Purple Light Sword into her spatial dimension, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it in.
Could it be because of the seven-colored gemstone?
She can't put living things in her space?
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to run away.
Even though she used all her strength, she still couldn't outrun those Xuanhuang-level guys.
Soon, she was blocked by several Xuanhuang-level beings flying overhead.
Feng Qingcheng quickly took out a thick veil from her spatial storage and put it on.
No one dared to show their true faces. If anyone knew who she was, they would be captured even if she wasn't skinned alive.
She didn't want to be a guinea pig.
"Since this young friend has caught the Seven-Colored Treasure, please share it with us." Several Xuanhuang-level guys pointed their swords at her, clearly not taking her Xuanzong-level appearance seriously.
However, for someone of her level to be able to catch the Seven-Colored Treasure shows that she does have some skill.
Feng Qingcheng laughed, "Would you believe me if I said this guy ran onto my sword on his own?"
"Enough with the nonsense, hand over the Seven-Colored Treasure, and I'll spare your life," a hot-tempered fellow said impatiently.
At this moment, Feng Qingran and Xu Qianmian also arrived.
Xu Qianmian felt that the girl in front of her looked a lot like Ah Chou, but the girl was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy, so she couldn't possibly be that good-for-nothing.
Feng Qingran was puzzled. Wasn't Feng Qingcheng supposed to be dead? Why was she here? Even more unbelievable was that she had actually caught the Seven-Colored Treasure that everyone had been trying to catch for so long?
What kind of crazy luck is that?
Feng Qingran was almost driven mad with jealousy.
She desperately wanted to reveal Feng Qingcheng's true identity in public, but she was also afraid that everyone would snatch her away from her.
She said to the Li family patriarch beside her, "That person is Feng Qingcheng. Find an opportunity to kill her later."
However, the Li family patriarch had other ideas.
The Li family has their eye on Feng Qingcheng's expertise in concocting poisons.
Seeing that the crowd was growing larger and larger, Feng Qingcheng threw the purple sword and the seven-colored treasure forward with a vengeance, saying, "Since you like them, go ahead and grab them."
To everyone's surprise, she actually threw away the seven-colored treasure she had snatched and they all flew up to grab it.
Feng Qingcheng took the opportunity to slip to the side.
Feng Qingran didn't try to snatch the Seven-Colored Treasure. Instead, she kept her eyes on Feng Qingcheng and, taking advantage of her moment of inattention, thrust her sword directly at her!
"Master, danger."
The little pig's reminder made Feng Qingcheng react quickly. She turned around and used a beautiful spell to interrupt Feng Qingran's sword. Feng Qingran was shocked by the spell and took a few steps back.
A mouthful of blood spurted from Feng Qingran's mouth.
Feng Qingcheng sneered, "Feng Qingran, you really are incompetent."
After speaking, Feng Qingcheng recited the incantation, and the Purple Light Sword flew back into her hand, which she then stored in her spatial storage.
Feng Qingran's face turned pale and then purple from being humiliated by her.
She charged at Feng Qingcheng again, sword in hand, shouting, "I'm going to kill you!"
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to unleash another spell. Since she was courting death, she shouldn't be blamed!
Fortunately, at the last moment, the Li family patriarch blocked Feng Qingcheng's magic and successfully saved Feng Qingran.
Knowing she was no match for this old ancestor, Feng Qingcheng turned and ran.
The people Su Yang brought with him, I don't know where they've gone.
They were supposed to be monitoring these guys, but instead, she came to fight all by herself.
I should have known better than to plead for them.
"Where do you think you're going!" The Li family patriarch unleashed a powerful wood-type spell, chasing after them from behind.
Feng Qingcheng sensed the threat of death and quickly recited an incantation, trying to enter the space for refuge.
Just as she was about to go in, the seven-colored treasure flew in from nowhere and wrapped itself around her hand.
Feng Qingcheng was so angry that she wanted to kill the guy because she couldn't access the space!
It's over.
There's nowhere to hide!
They're doomed!
"Purple light!"
At the critical moment, Feng Qingcheng summoned the Purple Light Sword.
A purple sword flew out from the space and blocked Feng Qingcheng's way!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Even with the Purple Light Sword blocking her way, Feng Qingcheng still suffered a heavy blow.
"puff!"
She felt as if her internal organs had been shattered!
She coughed up a mouthful of blood and squatted weakly on the ground!
Even the patriarch of the Li family was affected by the backlash!
He was stunned, never expecting that Feng Qingcheng would have such a fine sword!
This palm strike would have crippled Feng Qingcheng even if she hadn't died.
He only wanted to capture the half-dead Feng Qingcheng and imprison her in the Li family, forcing her to refine a poison pill.
Now it seems he made a huge profit!
The Li family patriarch was so excited that he rushed over, wanting to capture Feng Qingcheng alive.
Just then, the seven-colored treasure wrapped around Feng Qingcheng's arm spewed fire at the Li family patriarch!
puff!
The Li family patriarch was instantly engulfed in flames!
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