The man was dressed in black with black hair, and a particularly striking white headband. He held a magic axe in his hand.
The woman had silver hair and wore white clothes, with a black headband on her forehead. The headband fluttered in the cold wind, and the two of them looked like ghosts from the underworld.
It is none other than the strongest pursuer among the myriad shadows and myriad sects of Qingyu Palace.
Wan Ying had a voluptuous figure, dressed in white with silver hair, and wore a red bodice embroidered with intricate patterns, which made her even more beautiful under the moonlight.
The dark magic weapon in her hand resembled both an eagle's claw and a ghost's claw. The ghost's claw lightly sliced through the air, snapping the large tree next to her in half.
"You do have some skill. Not only did you manage to slip away right under the Palace Master's nose, but you also managed to enter the Flying Cloud Mountains so quickly."
Clearly, they followed the trail and found this place.
Qianzong lay on the ground as if listening to something, “There’s a fight ahead, and there seem to be traces left by our ancestor over there.”
"How could Immortal Venerable Yinghui's traces be left here?" Wan Ying's figure flashed, appearing like a gust of wind at the place where Long Yunzhi had been chased earlier.
Qianzong found it all very unbelievable. "A great battle took place here. Could it be that someone was carrying the Ancestor's decree and broke it? But the traces we were looking for have disappeared here."
"Why don't we just keep chasing them? I want to see who can slip away from the Palace Master's nose and take that person with them." Wan Ying said, and without waiting for Qian Zong, she flashed forward.
Qianzong looked at her elusive figure with a somewhat solemn expression.
“All the traces have clearly ended here. You must be anxious to see him.”
...
The group, who originally planned to ride beasts along the way, had to abandon the good spirit beasts they had encountered along the way and speed up their journey to Dihai City in order to escape the pursuit of Qingyu Palace.
Three days later!
Deep in the Feiyuan Mountains.
It was late at night, and the fire was burning brightly, crackling with flames.
Wei Qinghe was holding a small knife and cutting up a roasted spirit sheep.
Long Yunzhi has woken up, but perhaps because she did not take the pills given by Wei Qinghe, she still looks weak.
The gentleman, usually so humble, now appeared even more disheveled.
He ate the roasted mutton in small bites, a little embarrassed, and occasionally glanced furtively in Wei Qinghe's direction.
"We owe a great debt to Sister Qinghe, Fellow Daoist Fang, and Fellow Daoist Qilan. Otherwise, we probably wouldn't have made it this far." Yun Zimu spent three days with them, which was probably the most relaxed and enjoyable time of her life.
She was raised as an heir from a young age, and her days were filled with constant cultivation; she never had a life of her own.
The results of her beast taming were all sold off by her family, and at her age, she didn't manage to keep a single beast pet.
Long Yunzhi repeatedly expressed his gratitude, "Thank you very much. Longquan Chamber of Commerce will never forget your kindness."
"Young Master Long, you're too kind. If the Longquan Chamber of Commerce needs to purchase spiritual artifacts or defensive magic treasures in the future, just come to me." Fang Buwei was still excited about getting his first pot of gold.
He had been carrying Long Yunzhi on his back the whole way, and now he was shaking his arms incessantly in front of her.
"Of course. If Fellow Daoist Fang's products are up to standard, then we will have them custom-made by Fellow Daoist Fang from now on."
Looking at Fang Buwei, Long Yunzhi could imagine how hard he had worked.
"We don't need too many orders anymore, just enough for a few of your internal staff."
Fang Buwei was very confident in his work, but also felt that ordinary henchmen were not suitable for him.
"Let's get down to business."
Wei Qinghe also cut some roasted meat for Xiaobai and the other guys in the space, and kept a plate for herself to eat.
"Senior sister, please speak." Fang Buwei dared not delay the important matter.
He now has five hundred fire crystals, which is enough whether he stays here or returns to Tianyuan Continent. Of course, the more treasures the better.
He won't be discouraged if he can't keep getting them.
"Does Fellow Daoist Wei have any questions?" Long Yunzhi put down the roasted meat in her hand and looked at Wei Qinghe with a serious expression.
He looks just like a good student who is preparing to attend class attentively.
"Judging from the map, the people from Qingyu Palace may have already sent people to Haicheng to wait for us as we approach."
Wan Yunsheng paused in his act of gnawing on a lamb leg and looked at Yun Zimu.
Yun Zimu happened to be looking at him as well. Both of them were being chased by people from Qingyu Palace. One was being captured to control beasts, and the other was being pursued and killed.
Long Yunzhi also looked at the two of them. They were the targets of Qingyu Palace; he was merely protecting Yun Zimu.
"The one who wants to kill Wan Yunsheng is Wan Liang'an. It is said that many talented beast tamers have gone missing this time. If they find out that Wan Yunsheng is with us, he will be captured as well."
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