Whoosh——
A flash of thunder streaked through the forest.
The speed was swift, the body ford quickly, and in just a few seconds, it reassembled, reminiscent of the Blood Escape Technique displayed by Yin Xue before. However, the realm was far inferior, approximating the middle grade of the Core Formation Stage.
After forming, the figure stood on top of a giant tree, taking in the view from above. The face was sowhat familiar, and from his techniques, it was easy to determine that he was a disciple of Divine Thunder Valley, and one of the capable subordinates of Young Master Lei.
"It should be in this direction, there are a few caves, or perhaps a cliff, maybe there is... hmm? A pure treasure."
His eyes brightened.
Although the primary objective of the Divine Thunder Valley disciples was to find Jiang Feng and bring him to justice, the experience and search for opportunities were also significant reasons. After all, a person lost can still be found again, but a missed opportunity might be gone forever.
After all, one is a duty; at most, failing to accomplish it might result in a scolding at ho. However, enhancing one's strength provides tangible benefits for oneself. Thus, this person straightforwardly focused his attention on the treasures in the distance.
With a pinch of the Thunder Technique, his figure flickered, constantly searching for suitable trees. Thunder Light danced on the branches, his movent technique graceful and natural. The Thunder Jutsu is a Secret Technique of Divine Thunder Valley, capable of transforming into thunder, leaving no trace. With just a few moves, he was gone, and in this seven hundred miles of old capital, the visual range was extrely poor, even the Sea of Consciousness was heavily restricted.
Following that thread of bloody aura, he kept getting closer. Even if he couldn't use these treasures himself, using them for exchange was a good choice. Once the man disappeared, the place returned to silence.
Whoosh——
The wind rustled the fallen leaves.
After waiting until the person left for about half a quarter of an hour, several figures erged from the stone cave in the cliff's fracture, led by a robust young man, standing alongside an energetic and beautiful young woman.
"You've got plenty of ideas, but you're too willing to waste the precious treasures you worked so hard to obtain. You're really a spendthrift, huh~"
She crossed her arms, showing off the proud curves of the girl's body.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, since the journey with Qingluan, Cen Yueyue had beco more feminine, possibly sensing a crisis, her tone slightly disgruntled. With Cen Yueyue's personality, she would have intended to eliminate them to prevent further trouble.
But Jiang Feng beside her simply replied calmly, "I may not understand herbal concoctions, but this Blood Ganoderma has absorbed the essence, energy, soul, and blood of countless experts to beco such a colossal entity in a re hundred years. Within the Lingzhi are countless bloodthirsty souls, making it extrely difficult to refine."
"The branch Xiao Yu obtained, I have already refined the blood essence, and what I threw out is the yet-unrefined or difficult-to-refine part. Utilizing everything properly isn't exactly wasteful."
"While we're out, minimizing trouble is ideal. Unless absolutely necessary, I wouldn't want to clash with them. These individuals are all at least at the Core Formation Stage; naturally, breaking through to Nascent Soul requires opportunities. Luring them away with these items is the best approach."
"Divert calamity eastward, using one's sword to eliminate threats by another's hand."
"Even if I wished to refine this large Blood Ganoderma in a short period, it's unrealistic. Carrying it all would only invite trouble. I didn't expect that it would not only attract flas but also thunder. I have no grievance with them. It was rely by chance that I obtained the Cultivation Technique of Divine Thunder Valley, and I didn't expect these narrow-minded ones to specifically send people after ..."
He held his forehead.
To be honest, Jiang Feng now didn't know how to handle the situation.
By his nature, anyone daring to follow him around would've been kicked to death long ago, like when that Divine Thunder Valley disciple beca distracted and focused on the Blood Ganoderma. At that mont, he'd have made a chilling attack, splitting the head in two.
But the problem is.
"Why, when the person was distracted, did you suggest we keep still? We could have taken him down together."
"..."
That sentence left Jiang Feng in silence.
He looked back, with a mix of helplessness and shock in his expression. Not only him, but even Cen Yueyue gave Qingluan a very peculiar look and muttered sothing while Qingluan's expression remained unchanged. She swayed her waist like a water snake and moved forward, holding a copper mirror in her hand, her slender fingers constantly playing with her scattered long hair while her lips held a piece of red paper.
It was lip balm, or more colloquially, lipstick.
Yes, she was putting on makeup.
Jiang Feng opened his mouth, initially wanting to say sothing like "No need for makeup since it'll sar during the fight anyway," but it didn't seem appropriate. The lips, pale before, gradually beca rosy and attractive under the lip balm, appearing moist and supple, evoking a desire to play with them with one's fingers.
But the problem is.
This is within the abandoned seven hundred miles of old capital, full of dangers, just a few hours ago, Qingluan was lying on the ground, barely alive, curled up.
"Such snowy elegance, a pearl adorning lips in vermilion. Even without makeup, the young lady is a stunning beauty, unmatched. It would be a sha if so uncultured brute spoiled this sentint."
He advised tactfully.
But Qingluan imdiately smiled brighter, far from reining herself in, she beca more enthusiastic.
"What a fine poem, I never guessed the young master had such literary talent."
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