Shang Qian skillfully bandaged Beiming Jie's wounds in an instant. Beiming Jie's face was slightly pale and his breathing was chaotic. His injuries were clearly not as light as he imagined.
"Are you alright, little prince?" Zhuang Shaoyu asked.
"I'm fine, it's just a mere rank 4 demon spirit." Beiming Jie shook his head: "I was careless."
"Mm, if you encounter any more demon spirits in the next two days, leave them to me. Little prince can heal himself."
"Okay."
Chen Hang, the head guard of the Shang clan, stood there with his arms crossed. His gaze was calm, as if he was disdainful of the Dark North Clan's young generation. Just as Beiming Jie had said, a mere fourth tier demon spirit's strength was only equivalent to the Divine Heaven Realm. The reason why Beiming Jie was injured was because he was not skilled enough and lacked battle experience. That was why he was injured in such a situation.
Lin Muyu, on the other hand, did not say a word. She looked at the color of the sky and silently picked up some firewood, almost lighting up the campfire outside the campsite.
"Young hero, you sleep." Si Kongyao happily said: "I'm used to staying up late, I'll keep watch today."
"No, I'll do it."
Lin Muyu shook her head: "I'm used to it. You guys sleep. Buyi, you sleep too."
"Okay."
Liu Buyi naturally could not see that Lin Muyu's divine power was empty. Si Kongyao, Shang Qian, Zhuang Shaoyu and the rest also could not see it due to the Spirit Pulse Art's concealment ability, so they all returned to their tents to rest.
The night sky was filled with stars, and strands of mist fell to form dew, nourishing the earth.
Lin Muyu floated back to the trunk of the pine tree. She hugged the Ice Origin Sword in her arms and closed her eyes. She could cultivate on her own while keeping watch. The God Binding Chains and the Seven Luminaries Celestial Gourd glowed faintly as they absorbed the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the surroundings to replenish their master's divine power. Furthermore, if Lin Muyu used the Spirit Pulse Technique, she would be able to sense danger even though she was in a light sleep.
Fortunately, aside from this Fourth Grade Demon Spirit, there wasn't anyone else disturbing them that night.
However, after dawn broke, Shang Qian and Si Kongyao had already woken up. They woke Liu Buyi up and began to cook breakfast. The breakfast was very simple. The cooked meat that was not eaten last night was put into the soup and reheated. Then, each of them was given two pieces of bread from Tianji City. After eating, they set off. After all, the journey was long. If they were delayed, it would take them one or two years to return to Tianji Empire.
…
The morning sun shone on the forest, reflecting a dazzling radiance. Si Kongyao squinted her beautiful eyes as she followed behind Lin Muyu. Everyone was leading their warhorses. The mountainous terrain was difficult to traverse, and it was impossible to continue riding. Warhorses were only useful on flat ground.
"Oh no, there's no road ahead." Shi Tianming, who was walking at the front, suddenly complained, "I knew it. There are thorns in front of us. What should we do?"
"It's just a bramble forest, what's there to be afraid of?"
Beiming Jie raised his eyebrows and said, "Just burn it."
"Burn it?" Shi Tianming was dumbfounded.
"Yes, burn it!"
Beiming Jie floated forward. Although he was injured, it didn't affect his divine power. His palm was enshrouded in a very pure power of the Law of Fire. He suddenly raised his palm, and suddenly, it was as if there was a rain of fire in the sky. The bramble forest hundreds of meters in front of them were all burning in the raging flames. It was like a natural disaster.
Lin Muyu frowned and said, "The wind is blowing towards the east, so the flames will definitely spread to the east. The east is a very dense forest. I'm afraid it will cause a mountain fire …"
"It's fine."
Zhuang Shaoyu laughed and took out a fan from his waist. It was a purple gold fan. It was flowing with light and had an extraordinary aura. It was obvious that it was much more valuable than Liu Buyi's Heaven's Secrets Fan. Zhuang Shaoyu gently waved the fan, and the power of the Law of Wind enshrouded it. He smiled and said, "In this situation, we just need to change the direction of the wind!"
As he spoke, he shook the fan violently. Immediately, a whistling wind arose. Moreover, it was a gale that blew from all directions. It gathered all the flames in the bramble forest until the flames were extinguished. In this way, it would indeed not cause any more mountain fires.
"Wow, such a strong control of the Law of Wind." Shang Qian beamed with joy and sincerely praised.
Zhuang Shaoyu was naturally very pleased with himself. For him, the cultivators of the younger generation were all mediocre. There were not many who could reach his level of cultivation. And to be able to show off in front of the two goddesses he admired, this was naturally something that Zhuang Shaoyu yearned for.
Liu Buyi and Shi Tianming also opened their mouths wide, marveling at Zhuang Shaoyu and Beiming Jie's ability to control their power. Only Lin Muyu lowered her head and didn't say anything. She held the reins and said, "Let's go. The fire has stopped, so we can go. The road ahead is slightly flat, so we should be able to get on the horse."
Si Kongyao nodded, but looked curiously at Lin Muyu. She smiled and asked in a small voice, "Young hero, what do you think of Brother Shaoyu and the little prince's cultivation? They are people who can call the wind and summon the rain. "
"Not bad." Lin Muyu said in a low voice.
"What do you mean by not bad?" Si Kongyao was astonished.
Lin Muyu smiled and tried to lower her voice as much as possible. She said, "It's very simple. This forest is the Tianji Empire's forbidden area. It's the legendary Forest of No Return. It's said that there's a powerful demon spirit of the Demon Thearch level hibernating here. We … we should try our best to keep a low profile while we travel. It might not be a good thing to call the wind and summon the rain like this. Who can resist the demon thearch? What's more, we should be cautious when we are in danger and preserve our strength to deal with the danger that might come at any time. "
Si Kongyao seemed to be very satisfied with this answer. She nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, I totally agree. You are indeed different from the two of them."
"How so?" Lin Muyu's interest was piqued.
Si Kongyao hesitated for a moment and couldn't say anything. She pouted and said, "Anyway, we are different. Let's not talk about it anymore. They are already far away. Let's catch up."
"Yes."
…
The mountain breeze was warm, the morning light was clear, and the air in the mountains was very fresh. Zhuang Shaoyu, who was riding in front, couldn't help but laugh. "It's been a long time since I came out for a walk. This scenery really makes one sigh with emotion. When I was young, I wandered around here and listened to my master's teachings to be careful. Now that I'm back, I realize that the monsters here are nothing more than this. That demon thearch is just a legend that no one has seen before.
Beiming Jie nodded and smiled. "Yes."
Zhuang Shaoyu opened his folding fan with a whoosh. He waved it elegantly and said, "Young Duke, I heard that Young Duke is talented in poetry and is known as the number one among the new talents of the Dark North Royal Family. Why don't you recite a poem for such a beautiful scenery?"
Beiming Jie laughed lightly. "In terms of literary talent and martial arts, Brother Shaoyu is not inferior. I don't dare to take the lead. Brother Shaoyu, why don't you recite a poem first? I will naturally follow."
"Since that's the case, I will show my incompetence. This poem is titled with the wind."
Zhuang Shaoyu took a deep breath and lifted his head to look at the mountains and rivers in the distance. He casually wrote a five word poem. "The cool breeze echoes, the steed passes the hill. Laughing about entering the realm of immortals, the clouds of the nine heavens flying. "
"Good!" Shang Qian clapped and laughed. "Young Master Zhuang is really talented."
Zhuang Shaoyu was very proud and laughed. "Young Duke, it's your turn."
Beiming Jie pondered for a moment and said, "The mountain gate appears on the peak of the clouds, the mist in the forest is cold and desolate. There is no place to seek immortals, only herb-gatherers. "
"Good!" Zhuang Shaoyu clapped and laughed. "There is no place to seek immortals!"
Si Kongyao and Shang Qian also laughed and cheered.
At this moment, Zhuang Shaoyu's gaze fell on Lin Muyu, who was silently hurrying along. He said, "Since it's a three-person competition, would Young Hero like to compose a poem to liven things up?"
"I'm not talented in literature, so there's no need, right?" Lin Muyu said.
"Young Hero, you don't have to be so modest. Judging from your words and actions, you must be an elegant person. Besides, you're Eldest Miss Si Kongyao's honored guest. The Celestial Pole Continent has always advocated excellence in both literature and martial arts. How could Young Hero not know how to compose a poem? If you don't even know a poem, how could you be the honored guest of the Celestial Pole Sect?" Zhuang Shaoyu was aggressive.
Beiming Jie also laughed dryly. "Yes, Young Hero, you don't have to be so modest. I can compose a poem in the time it takes for a joss stick to burn."
"There's no need."
Lin Muyu urged her horse forward and smoothly recited a poem. "Under the pine tree, I asked the boy, saying that the teacher went to gather herbs. But in this mountain, the clouds are so deep that no one knows where. "
"…"
"…"
Everyone was shocked. After a while, Beiming Jie clapped and said, "Good poem, good poem, good … good mood. I didn't expect Young Hero to be so talented in both literature and martial arts. Not simple, not simple!"
"Little Prince, you flatter me." Lin Muyu sneered in her heart. I'm familiar with three hundred poems from the Tang Dynasty. You guys want to compete with me in poetry? Isn't this the same as not taking the road to heaven but barging into hell?
Zhuang Shaoyu smiled indifferently. "I only saw some similar literary talent. As for your martial arts, I wonder when I'll be lucky enough to see Young Hero's martial arts cultivation?"
"You definitely will." Lin Muyu faintly smiled. At this moment, the divine power in his body had already recovered to about sixty percent. It wouldn't be a problem for him to fight. The problem was that he couldn't fight against a Demon King level demon spirit. That would only be asking for humiliation. Furthermore, Chen Hang, who had the highest cultivation in this group, was at least a Divine King. Even he didn't say anything. It was better for her to keep a low profile.
…
Just at this moment, a rustling sound came from the bushes in the distance. They could faintly see the grass moving, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"A guest has arrived!" Zhuang Shaoyu said coldly.
That guest was none other than a pack of wolves.
Lin Muyu's Spiritual Pulse Technique had already sensed this pack of wolves. It's just that these wolves had low cultivation. Their necks were filled with patterns of nine different colors. They were the legendary ninth tier demon spirits. Their strength was at most equivalent to a five hundred year spiritual beast in the Shattered Cauldron Realm. It wasn't worth mentioning. The only thing that made people afraid was the large number of wolves. There were at least thirty of them.
"It's the Hunting Wolves."
Si Kongyao lightly smiled and said, "Our luck is pretty good. We met a pack of wolves on the first day."
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