The black hole this time, however, did not give off an irresistible pressure like before. Seemingly in a blink of an eye, they were standing on a beach, and in front of them was a boundless ocean.
The air was filled with spiritual energy, and Zhu Yao felt as though she had come back to life.
She, Hu Hansan, had finally returned.
Feng Yi, who came out before them, was already meditating on the ground to recover her spiritual energy.
Zhu Yao followed suit and sat down to recover as well, while Zi Dan stood guard at the side.
Fifteen minutes later, everyone's expressions finally recovered a little.
Feng Yi stood up, looked at Zhu Yao, and clenched her fists, as though she was hesitating about something. In the end, she still walked over, and retracted that prideful expression of hers. "Thank you … for saving my life."
She thanked her with such a serious expression, Zhu Yao felt a little embarrassed. "You're welcome. I was merely following the Sect Master's orders."
"Still, I have to thank you." Feng Yi looked straight at her. "If … If there's anything I can be of use to, I will do my best as well."
"Really?" Zhu Yao suddenly recalled something.
Feng Yi nodded.
"Then give me the Water Spirit." Although the Water Spirit was still in her divine sense, it was still hers after all.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yi did not even hesitate, and instead, replied with a smile. "If you want it, I naturally won't reject you."
"Thank you!" Zhu Yao thanked her sincerely. She did not expect that the Water Spirit this time would be obtained so smoothly. She had even thought that there would be a tough battle.
After pondering for a moment, she took out the Water Spirit from her divine sense, walked towards the ocean in front, and placed the Water Spirit directly into the water.
"Water Spirit, hurry and leave. Return to the ocean. "
The moment her voice fell, the Water Spirit that was still obediently lying in her hands like a sapphire earlier, suddenly emitted out a blue light, and turned into a real water droplet. Floating in the air, it looked as though it was blinking its eyes and looking at her suspiciously.
"Chick?" It let out the same sound as the Wood Spirit.
Zhu Yao smiled. She knew that it was the same as the Wood Spirit, and could understand other people's words. However, this Water Spirit was quieter, and not as lively as the Wood Spirit.
"Return to the water. No matter what, do not appear in front of others again. "
The greed of humans was something that could not be changed. Just like the Xiao Yi in the dream. Clearly, he only possessed the Metal and Wood Dual-Spirit Veins, and logically speaking, he only needed these two. However, he had all five spirits in his hands, and he was not even willing to let go of his ascension.
Most likely, the others were the same as well, it was just that the others did not have Xiao Yi's fortuitous encounter. Hence, Xiao Yi was a bug. As long as the Five Spirits existed, there would be endless bugs in this world. Only by making it impossible for people to find the Five Spirits could the problem be solved from the root.
"Ji ~" Shui Ling paused for a moment before suddenly seeming to understand something, jumping up and down in joy. He suddenly flew over to her, kissed her, and then sank into the sea. He could no longer be seen.
"You … What happened to you?" Feng Yi looked at her with a face of disbelief. She never thought that the reason why he asked her for the Water Spirit, was just to let it go?
"Little brother, why did you release the Water Spirit?" Zi Dan was stunned as well.
"Hehe, I don't have a Water Spirit Root, so this is useless to me. Why don't you let him go? "Zhu Yao said without a care.
"Even if it's not, it's still a rare treasure. Not only did you release it, but you also forbade it from appearing in front of others. You … "
"To prevent others from using it to do bad things." Zhu Yao explained. "How do you think Chen Zi managed to cultivate such a terrifying Demonic Art, and how did he break the Great Mountain Barrier Formation of Ancient Hill Sect from the sea? It's most likely because of the Water Spirit."
"This … That's true."
The corner of Feng Yi's lips moved, as though she wanted to say something. In the end, she still sighed. "You … You're really an idiot." After looking at her, the smile at the corner of her lips deepened.
Zhu Yao suddenly trembled a little unnaturally, and shook her head to shake off that strange feeling.
"Hahahaha, little brother, you're still the broad-minded one!" Zi Dan praised, and habitually slapped her back.
Zhu Yao's heart instantly churned, and with a 'puuu' sound, she spat out blood all over his face.
"What happened to you?" Feng Yi was the first to react, and hurriedly held onto her who was on the verge of collapse. Her expression was no longer as calm as before, and even her hands which were inspecting her injuries were trembling a little. "Why aren't you recovering your spiritual energy?" After checking, he realized that he still didn't have any spiritual energy left in his body. In addition, he had just been chased by the herd of beasts and had forcefully repaired her meridians, so he had already suffered a huge backlash of magic power.
"Hehe, it seems like I can't recover my Spiritual Qi."
Feng Yi and Zi Dan were both stunned, and they did not know how to help her either. They had never heard of anyone being unable to recover their spiritual energy after suffering from a backlash of mystic energy. Could it be that she had suffered an injury that they couldn't see?
For a moment, the two of them were at a loss of what to do.
Feng Yi was a little flustered, as she hurriedly transferred her own wood spiritual energy over, however, the moment it entered her body, it dispersed. "What should we do? I need to recover my spiritual Qi as soon as possible! "
Zhu Yao's hand had turned purple from her grip.
She had the Thunder Spiritual Root, so the Wood Spiritual Root was useless to her!
It wasn't that she didn't want to recover, but she didn't dare to casually guide the Spiritual Qi into her body. If she wasn't careful, it might cause another spiritual Qi riot.
Therefore, she could only wait for her spiritual power to recover on its own. Back when she was in the Foundation Building realm, it was still fine. There wasn't much spiritual aura in her body, so she could recover after a night's sleep. Later, Jindan required ten days, but now...
It seemed that he wouldn't be able to recover in a few months.
She really missed her master's … purple lightning bolt!
As though he had heard her summon, after Zhu Yao puked out her third mouthful of blood, a familiar figure sprinted over from the horizon. Dressed in white, it fluttered even though there was no wind, and on his face that was as cold as ice, his eyes were currently staring at the person who was puking out blood on the ground.
"Senior-martial uncle Yu Yan." Feng Yi was startled. Before she could even react, she saw him wave his hand, and the youth in her embrace had already flown into his hands. And then, without saying a single word, he turned around and flew away.
Leaving behind the two people on the ground who were completely unaware of the situation.
"Ancestral-martial uncle, this is …" Zi Dan was startled, and then, his eyes suddenly shone, as he guessed. "Could it be that he has a way to save little brother?"
A hint of joy flashed past Feng Yi's face as well. If it was that person, he would definitely have a way.
"Thank you, ancestral-martial uncle, for saving us!" Zi Dan happily shouted towards the direction where the person disappeared.
And currently, a certain master was fuming with anger. Looking at his stupid disciple who was still puking out blood in his embrace, he wished that he could immediately teach her a lesson. The moment he did not look at her, she would turn herself into something unrecognizable. Was there a disciple who behaved like this?
"Master-father …" Zhu Yao felt that she was about to cry. Earlier, no matter how bitter or tired she was, she did not feel anything. However, the moment she saw him, for some reason, she felt so wronged. Hugging onto his neck, she buried her head into his embrace. "Master … It hurts."
A certain master turned and glanced at her, and coldly said. "Bear with it!"
"… …"
Can't we just play around happily?
— — — —
Recently, Zi Mo was a little troubled. Zi Mo expressed that it was not easy to be the Sect Master of Ancient Hill Sect. No matter how big or small the miscellaneous matters were, he had to ask about them. When he had nothing better to do, he even had to mediate the relationship between the various Mountains, the allocation of personnel, and so on. Take the newly joined Elder for example. If not for his pair of fiery eyes, which allowed him to discover the unusual relationship between him and his ancestral-martial uncle, which could not be revealed to the world … He might have really treated him as a casual Elder and dealt with him.
However, this person was not easy to deal with. The fact that the Grand Uncle-Master assigned him to him meant that he believed in his abilities. He definitely could not disappoint the Grand Uncle-Master's hopes, so he arranged for him to be at the Taming Beast Peak, which he was good at. In order to give him more prestige, he even assigned him the glorious task of rescuing the Venerable One.
Sure enough, they succeeded in saving the Venerable One, and the Venerable One praised him a lot. Although he was slightly injured, it was negligible. The most important thing was, through this incident, his reputation in the Sect had greatly increased, and he had quickly and smoothly integrated into this large group. Wherever he went, there were praises for him. Zi Mo felt that his plan had succeeded. Ancestral-grand uncle would definitely notice his efforts, and then, he would greatly praise him. Perhaps, if he was happy, he might even throw him one or two precious treasures. Just thinking about it made him a little excited!
Zi Mo's imagination ran wild, and just when he was planning to rest, a white figure, silently appeared in front of his bed just like that, and a face made of ice was currently staring at him coldly. Zi Mo shivered, and he had almost rolled down from the bed.
"Grand, grand, grand, grand … Grand Martial Uncle!" His expression wasn't right.
Recently, Yu Yan was a little irritable as well. He had accidentally taken in a worrisome disciple, causing him to be worried to death. Not only did he have to be on guard against her courting death, but he also had to be on guard against others leading her to courting death.
In the past, his disciple always liked to run out, so be it. This time, he just placed her in the sect. At his own doorstep, she could come back in a half-dead state. It was simply impossible for him to guard against it. And the main culprit was actually the Sect Master Zi Mo who had always been steady.
Yu Yan felt that he definitely could not tolerate it. Why did he have to harm his one and only disciple instead of harming his entire Clan's disciples? Hence, after treating his disciple's injuries, Yu Yan immediately charged into Zi Mo's room to denounce him. However, when he arrived at his destination, he recalled that his disciple had concealed her identity this time. Zi Mo basically did not know about it, and had simply treated her as a regular Elder. For a moment, he had no reason to accuse her, but he was still unhappy.
Therefore, she could only stare at him with a murderous aura … stare at him … stare at him … stare at him!
Zi Mo, who had his imagination run wild, was drenched in cold sweat from the stare, yet, he did not understand what he had done wrong. As the Sect Master, Zi Mo could be considered as someone who was used to seeing big scenes. However, after being stared at by a person who was overflowing with killing intent for an entire hour, he would more or less be frightened. Even his legs were beginning to turn soft.
Just as he was about to risk his life and ask what his ancestral-grand uncle was thinking of.
Yu Yan, once again, returned the same way he came, with a swoosh, he did not change.
Zi Mo: "…"
Although he did not understand why his ancestral-grand uncle was here, Zi Mo heaved a deep sigh of relief. He had the misconception that his life had been spared. Unfortunately, he was happy too early, because on the second day, Yu Yan once again appeared in his room.
He still did not say a single word. After staring at him for an entire hour, he then left without saying a single word.
This repeated for three days, and Zi Mo was about to collapse.
Ancestral-grand uncle, just what did I do wrong? Just tell me, and I will change, alright? (To be continued)
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