N-A-A 540. Heading to the rescue
540. Heading to the rescue
Xiao Yan didn't react strangely to the Pill Lightning; in fact, he was quite excited and expectant. He genuinely wanted to try using this real Pill Lightning to test the effects of Heavenly Lightning Spirit Forging.
Before the thunderbolts even struck, a strange noise came from within the storage ring. The jade slip that Xuan Yi had specifically given him to contact his junior sister Yao Qingyu was now fluctuating from the depths of the storage ring.
The strange fire at Xiao Yan's fingertip suddenly stopped. Under extreme circumstances, Xiao Yan used a wisp of his soul power to see the contents on it. The information that this kind of jade slip can convey is still limited. At this moment, there are only four words of information on it.
"It's urgent, come quick!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan made a decision immediately. He forcefully cut off the transmission of the Red Lotus Heart Flame, and the next moment, the cauldron exploded, sending rubble flying everywhere. The crimson light shooting out from the cauldron pierced the cave walls, creating honeycomb-like holes. Xiao Yan looked up at the churning dark thunderclouds in the sky: the pill lightning that should have been used to temper the soul had now transformed into a ferocious beast, eyeing the unformed pill menacingly.
He had no time to worry about any of that now. He stepped through the air and transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the direction the jade slip was guiding him.
Judging from the information on the jade slip, Yao Qingyu is definitely in an extremely troublesome situation, one that she is probably powerless to handle. In this alchemy gathering, the only people who could potentially threaten her are those from Ling Zhuo's group.
Xiao Yan had already made a worst-case scenario assessment: Ling Zhuo had discovered Yao Qingyu's true identity.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan increased his speed again, and the leaping arcs of lightning caused a series of exclamations from those he encountered.
Before they could even see who was approaching, Xiao Yan had already sped past. Within the Pill Realm, spatial abilities were unusable, so they could only travel as quickly as possible.
Xiao Yan clenched his fists: "Junior Sister Qingyu, you must hold on! I'm coming right away!"
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In the misty mountains.
The Origin Spirit Crystal in Ling Zhuo's palm hummed and trembled, its surface covered with emerald green patterns like venomous snakes. He suddenly clenched his fingers, and within a radius of ten feet, the withered vines burst forth with a blinding green light, the moss curled into charred particles, and all life force was forcibly drawn into the crystal core.
"That's still far from enough!" Ling Zhuo said, taking out a high-grade herb from his storage ring. The source spirit crystal released streaks of green patterns, enveloping the green branch and then absorbing all its energy. The vibrant green branch quickly withered and died.
As the crystal core shone with an eerie light, a pillar of life energy as thick as an ancient tree shot out with a roar. Then, guided by Ling Zhuo, it transformed into a rain of green light that pierced through the ground, and the mountain collapsed into a shower of rubble amidst deafening explosions.
"That coward is quite adept at hiding his true colors."
Lingzhu shattered the herbs, whose energy had been depleted, turning them into dust that drifted down, and continued onward in a different location.
Ling Zhuo was, after all, the only one in the mountain with a late-stage Soul Spirit Realm, and his perception was far superior to that of the others. With his rough search and the help of the other three, it was only a matter of time before they found Yao Qingyu and the other two.
Meanwhile, Wei Jiangyuan and his companion were concealed by the mist and terrain, cautiously traversing the foggy mountains. Both of them did their best to use the mist to hide their movements, only making any moves when Ling Zhuo attacked, in conjunction with an energy burst.
"That's ruthless." Wei Jiangyuan asked Yao Qingyu, "If Xiao Yan doesn't come soon, we'll have no choice but to force our way out. Ling Zhuo has too much of an advantage in this misty mountain with that thing he has, and he'll eventually kill us."
"Are you ready?" Wei Jiangyuan asked Yao Qingyu.
"Let's wait a bit. I've regained some strength and can use the Flower Sect's secret technique to help you again." Yao Qingyu suddenly reached out and touched the scar on his brow bone, her fair fingertips channeling a wisp of soul power into it.
"Hiss—Qingyu's technique..." Wei Jiangyuan gasped, grimacing. "She must be the chief medical master of the Flower Sect!"
"I've only ever saved ferrets." Yao Qingyu suddenly pursed her lips and suppressed a laugh: "They're fluffy and much more docile than some lecherous men."
The sounds of the Spirit Clan's movements drifted from afar, and Wei Jiangyuan's eyes sharpened. He grabbed Yao Qingyu's wrist, which was still healing, and said, "I know you're badly injured. Try to stay close to me later. I'm faster than you. If things get bad, I'll take you and force our way out immediately."
Upon hearing this, Yao Qingyu suddenly changed her expression and advised, "I know it will be much more convenient for you to act alone than with me. You can leave on your own without any problem, and I will never complain."
"Dream on." Wei Jiangyuan suddenly laughed, "I went to so much trouble to save you, only to run away by myself in the end. Wouldn't that be a waste of my time? I, Wei Jiangyuan, won't suffer such a loss!"
Her pale lips barely managed a forced smile before the stench of blood made her cough lightly, turning her head away: "Cough...you...cough...even while fleeing for your life, you still manage to talk back..."
Sensing that Ling Zhuo wasn't paying attention, Wei Jiangyuan suddenly stared seriously at Yao Qingyu. This intense gaze caused Yao Qingyu to instinctively put her hands in front of her body and then ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
A hint of sincerity appeared in Wei Jiangyuan's eyes: "What I'm seeing now isn't your true face, is it? I might die at Ling Zhuo's hands soon. Could you let me see Qingyu's true face first? I want to die a romantic death!"
"Hmph." Yao Qingyu turned her head away, avoiding Wei Jiangyuan's burning gaze: "No, no, I'm not as shameless as you, you scoundrel."
Before he could finish speaking, the mountain wall exploded with a deafening roar. Ling Zhuo's attack landed not far away, and Wei Jiangyuan grabbed Yao Qingyu's forearm, preparing to retreat to the side.
Seeing this, Yao Qingyu gritted her teeth and said, "You scoundrel, turn around."
Wei Jiangyuan turned around and saw the silver ribbon in Yao Qingyu's hair snap in an instant, her light ink-black pupils rippling. A small, pale blue mole suddenly appeared at the corner of her left eye with the power of her soul, adding a unique charm to her exquisite face. The disguise that had always shrouded her face gradually dissipated, revealing a straight nose that bore a striking resemblance to Yao Lao, as well as the phoenix-shaped eyes of the woman in black.
Wei Jiangyuan stared blankly at the girl's face so close to his, completely unaware of the flying pebbles that grazed his cheek.
The girl's eyes were still stained with blood, but her gaze was more intense than the brightest lights in the Dan Tower: "You're not allowed to die, or I'll erect a tombstone for you as a lecher."
Upon hearing this, Wei Jiangyuan smiled subconsciously and shook his head: "Why didn't you say so earlier, Qingyu? This Flower Sect secret technique can cause dizziness..."
The two then immediately and decisively left. After several leaps, Wei Jiangyuan actually managed to dart out of Ling Zhuo's soul perception detection range based on his senses.
Just as Wei Jiangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, a figure suddenly appeared not far from them...