Seven days after entering the Secret Realm, Gu Qingqing, Jun Wu, and Rong Ye were about halfway to the Secret Realm Center, and along the way, the demon beasts they encountered were more nurous than those Gu Qingqing had t in the past five years.
Of course, they also had gains; both Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu’s cultivation had improved significantly.
Gu Qingqing initially had a Peak sixth-stage cultivation and was suppressing her cultivation to be able to ascend to the Sub-immortal Realm after leaving the Secret Realm.
Jun Wu had already broken through to the seventh stage long ago, and this ti in the Secret Realm, his cultivation improved a lot, getting very close to the Peak of the seventh stage, and his combat power increased considerably.
Rong Ye’s cultivation was too high, and apart from accumulating Spiritual Power, he also needed to comprehend Taoist Skill, so his progress wasn’t significant.
Additionally, because of Little Piqiu, they acquired many treasures. The Secret Realm had abundant species and had likely existed for countless years; many items were extrely rare in the Sub-immortal Realm, but Gu Qingqing and the others gained quite a few this ti.
At noon, they arrived beside a waterfall; beneath the waterfall was a large pond filled with many silver fish, the relatively rare Silver Scale Fish. They were about ten centiters long, looking very beautiful and excellent for replenishing Spiritual Power.
The Silver Scale Fish were discovered by Little Piqiu, which drooled over them. After hearing Rong Ye’s explanation, Gu Qingqing also beca interested in the fish, and since Jun Wu and Rong Ye could eat them too, they caught quite a few, roasting so and making soup with others.
"This little guy is really useful; we’ve found quite a few treasures lately," Rong Ye comnted approvingly, looking at Little Piqiu who was staring intently at the roasted fish.
"Of course, Little Yu is the most useful," Gu Qingqing said proudly, stroking Little Piqiu’s fur.
Little Yu was the na Gu Qingqing gave to Little Piqiu, inspired by the color of its fur. Little Piqiu liked the na, so it was settled.
Seeing Gu Qingqing happy, Rong Ye didn’t refute for once, nodding in agreent, while Jun Wu glanced at Little Yu in Gu Qingqing’s arms with a flicker of a dark light in his eyes.
As soon as the roast fish was ready, Gu Qingqing and Little Yu each thrust the roast at into their mouths, not spitting it out even when they burned their mouths—amusing Rong Ye and Jun Wu greatly.
"You two are really master and servant, with the exact sa reactions," Rong Ye said with a laugh.
Gu Qingqing and Little Yu exchanged glances and smiled before continuing to bury their heads into the roast at.
After eating their fill, Gu Qingqing lay unceremoniously on the grass, with Little Yu nestled in her arms, both looking thoroughly satisfied.
Rong Ye shook his head lightly, while Jun Wu indulgently helped Gu Qingqing arrange her clothes.
While the trio and the beast were resting, an unexpected disturbance occurred nearby, and a silhouette suddenly appeared before them. Jun Wu and Rong Ye quickly stepped in front of Gu Qingqing, while she stood up with Little Piqiu, watching the newcor.
The newcor was a young and handso man, crowned with gold and possessing silver hair; two horns protruded from his head. He was tall, strikingly good-looking, and wore a Brocade Robe made of gold threads with a dragon embroidered on the chest, exuding an imposing aura that made one want to submit just by standing there.
Rong Ye sensed a threat from the man, furrowing his brows and leaning forward protectively over Gu Qingqing.
The man did not suppress his forceful presence, which both Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu felt, their expressions becoming unsightly.
Long Wuya observed the trio before him, gauging their cultivation, then frowned, finally settling his gaze on Gu Qingqing, sensing a familiar aura emanating from her.
Seeing the guarded expressions of Rong Ye and Jun Wu, Long Wuya was unconcerned. He rely extended a hand, grasping Gu Qingqing and pulling her to him.
Neither Rong Ye nor Jun Wu expected Long Wuya to seize Gu Qingqing, but despite knowing they weren’t his match, they still attacked.
The Heavenly Awakening Record appeared silently in the air, opening up and releasing thousands of talismans directed at Long Wuya.
Long Wuya raised an eyebrow, feeling a faint threat from the talismans, a rarity given his cultivation level. He took the matter more seriously, grabbing a golden longsword that materialized in his hand.
With a wave of his hand, a Sword Qi dispersed Rong Ye’s talismans.
A hint of surprise flickered in Rong Ye’s eyes, but he proceeded to attack Long Wuya again.
This ti, the talismans wove into a net, attempting to capture Long Wuya.
Long Wuya held the sword horizontally before his chest, quickly ascending into the air with Gu Qingqing in his arms, using the sword to smash through Rong Ye’s talisman net.
Blood spilled from Roh Ye’s mouth, as he stared at Long Wuya, "Who exactly are you, and why capture Qingqing?"
Jun Wu stood beside Rong Ye, also puzzled, watching Long Wuya.
"I have co to search for sothing," Long Wuya glanced at the bound Gu Qingqing and spoke softly.
His voice was deep and resonant.
"What is it?" Rong Ye was surprised.
Long Wuya said nothing, his gaze fell on Gu Qingqing, "I can feel my friend’s Dragon Scale."
Hearing this, Gu Qingqing was montarily stunned. Just as she was about to explain that she didn’t have a Dragon Scale on her, she vaguely rembered that when Rong Ye helped Zhuo Tingqiu’s cousin save soone, the other party had given a token of thanks, which seed to contain a piece of Dragon Scale?
She thought for a mont, then took out the box containing the Dragon Scale from her storage ring, letting it float in the air.
Sure enough, when the box appeared, Long Wuya’s gaze was fixed on it. With a wave of his hand, the box opened, revealing the Dragon Scale inside. He reached out his hand, and the Dragon Scale flew into his palm.
"Where did you get this scale?" He examined the Dragon Scale for a mont, nodded, and looked at Gu Qingqing.
"We got it by accident. Soone found the Dragon Scale, and because my senior brother saved him, he gave it to my senior brother, who then gave it to Geng Geng." Rong Ye saw the box and rembered that it was Mu Chen who had given it to Gu Qingqing, briefly explaining the situation, as there was nothing to hide about such matters anyway.
Long Wuya was a bit surprised. His oppressive gaze settled on Rong Ye, but since Rong Ye was telling the truth, he wasn’t afraid and t the gaze frankly.
His eyes flickered as he took another careful look at the Dragon Scale, noticing it had fallen off a long ti ago, and paused, "Where was it found?"
"Sowhere on the Xuantian Continent, but since we’re not the ones who picked it up, we don’t know exactly." To prevent Gu Qingqing from getting hurt, Rong Ye answered every question.
Long Wuya frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.
"Release Gu Qingqing first. If you’re looking for that place, we can take you." Seeing that Gu Qingqing was still bound, Rong Ye frowned and shouted at Long Wuya.
Long Wuya looked at Gu Qingqing but said nothing.
Suddenly, he frowned, as if sothing had occurred, waved his hand to gather the Dragon Scale, and then flew away with Gu Qingqing.
"Hey, put Gu Qingqing down!" Long Wuya’s speed and attitude left Rong Ye no ti to react. He was already far off with Gu Qingqing, and Rong Ye chased after him, shouting.
Jun Wu followed Rong Ye, pursuing in the direction Long Wuya was heading.
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Long Wuya carried Gu Qingqing, speeding along, his expression extrely grave. The pressure he exuded caused the demon beasts in their path to prostrate on the ground, making it easier for Rong Ye and Jun Wu to follow. Otherwise, dealing with those demon beasts would make them lose Long Wuya!
After flying for about two hours, with the sky darkening, Long Wuya finally descended beside a pond with Gu Qingqing.
As soon as they landed, the surrounding temperature made Gu Qingqing shiver, as it turned out the pond was a Cold Pond, with a temperature too low even for soone at Gu Qingqing’s cultivation level.
After landing, Long Wuya released the constraints on Gu Qingqing and stood in front of the Cold Pond, staring at it with furrowed brows in apparent contemplation.
Gu Qingqing exchanged a glance with Little Yu, both puzzled. She thought for a bit, then took a thick cloak out of her storage bracelet and draped it over herself. This cloak was crafted personally by Si Lin and was extrely effective against the cold, sothing she hadn’t expected to use but now found necessary.
Once she felt less cold, she walked curiously over to the Cold Pond, standing beside Long Wuya and gazing into its depths.
When Jun Wu and Rong Ye arrived, they saw the two figures, a large one and a small one, standing by the Cold Pond, staring intently at its depths, seemingly oblivious to their arrival.
Rong Ye and Jun Wu exchanged glances and rushed to Gu Qingqing’s side. The temperature by the Cold Pond was extrely low, and Jun Wu, whose cultivation was only slightly higher than Gu Qingqing’s, also felt the chill, while Rong Ye fared slightly better.
"Geng Geng, are you alright?" Jun Wu, disregarding his own cold, grabbed Gu Qingqing’s hand to check her condition.
Seeing them approach, Gu Qingqing was very happy, and shook her head in response to the question, coordinating with Jun Wu’s action to show she was fine.
Once assured of her well-being, both Rong Ye and Jun Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Geng Geng, what were you doing just now?" Recalling how Gu Qingqing was staring at the pond’s depths monts ago, Jun Wu couldn’t resist asking.
"I saw him looking at the bottom of the pond and followed suit, but I couldn’t see anything," Gu Qingqing indicated Long Wuya, explaining.
Long Wuya seed indifferent to Rong Ye and Jun Wu’s arrival, continuing to gaze at the pond’s bottom.
Jun Wu and the other two exchanged looks, all sowhat perplexed.
Rong Ye also approached the Cold Pond to see what Long Wuya was looking at, but after a long while, found nothing at the bottom of the pond, leaving him even more baffled.
Long Wuya’s cultivation was clearly profound, and given his earlier nacing deanor, his silent, continued focus on the pond’s depths suggested sothing must be there, but they simply couldn’t see it!
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