Ten minutes ago, north of the Deadwood Forest.
A secluded cave, where a group was recuperating.
He Qifeng sat deep within the cave, holding a slender Black Luminous Stone Blade in her left hand, and her right fingers repeatedly caressing the tactile blade surface.
Over and over again.
She didn’t hide her affection for the Silent Night Blade at all.
"Ran Dog." For so reason, He Qifeng suddenly muttered these two words.
Nearby, Yin Tianlong looked at his Hall Master with deep eyes.
Watching her constantly stroke soone’s Tang Blade, while also calling soone’s na.
By the sound of it, "Ran Dog" seed like an insult.
But from He Qifeng’s murmuring, was there even a hint of insult?
Indeed, the term Ran Dog originated from "Heavenly Pride", a sort of national nickna for Lu Ran by the people of Da Xia, not bearing much malice.
Before, when in the human world, He Qifeng had observed Lu Ran so much, naturally knowing he had many other nicknas.
Ran Dog, Ran Charm, Ran General, Emperor Ran, Ran Shen...
Her favorite was still Ran Dog.
"Dog thing!"
Once more, He Qifeng’s fingers caressed the Silent Night Blade’s surface.
When we parted, he promised to return the Divine Weapon Seed, the Nine-Ringed Golden Zen Staff, in a few days. How long has it been?
I’ve been waiting bitterly on Wuji Peak for a week!
Didn’t even catch a glimpse of him.
Could sothing have happened to him?
However, with Silent Night Blade so still, its owner should be fine.
He Qifeng wanted to urge him, but recalled Lu Ran had advised before—Silent Night enjoys peace!
If there isn’t an important affair, please don’t communicate with the Sword Spirit, don’t disturb it.
Besides, they’ve been separated only for a dozen or so days!
Seeking him this soon, wouldn’t that make her seem unstable, unable to keep her composure?
"Ran Dog." He Qifeng mumbled softly, gritting her teeth in anger.
You better not be doing it on purpose!
Otherwise, when we et next ti, I’ll strike your head with a Zen Staff...
Yin Tianlong: "..."
He too was aware that since Lu Ran left, He Qifeng was not very happy.
When Lu Ran was around, she always wanted to surpass him in everything.
Each ti she succeeded, she was very satisfied, and her smile was bright.
But now...
The mbers of Big Wind Hall were all her subordinates, respectful and obedient.
Their statuses and strengths were no match for He Qifeng, clearly not suitable opponents.
Her competitive and ambitious spirit could not be fulfilled among her subordinates.
"Boom!!!"
As Yin Tianlong stealthily kept an eye on He Qifeng, he suddenly heard faint explosions.
He Qifeng imdiately looked towards the hole.
Before she could speak, two robe-wearing n appeared at the cave entrance, with one of them reporting loudly, "Hall Master, there are Fierce Heavenly believers spotted in the East!"
"Oh?" He Qifeng stood up.
"Subordinate just witnessed a giant Fla Warhamr descend from the sky! That should be the Jiang Realm Skill of the Fierce Heavenly Sect - Fierce Heavenly Warhamr."
"Let’s go have a look!" He Qifeng imdiately set out.
The two robe-wearing n exchanged glances, hesitantly, "Hall Master, we—"
"Let’s go!" He Qifeng strode forward with an indisputable tone, "Old Gu and Old Jin, clear the path ahead!"
These two older Martial Monk believers, one surnad Gu, the other Jin, were elders of Big Wind Hall.
Whenever He Qifeng went on a mission, the two old n, Gu and Jin, would accompany and protect her.
Now that He Qifeng’s mind was made up, the old n couldn’t argue further, and set off eastward into the woods.
He Qifeng, holding the Silent Night Blade, walked in the center.
Yin Tianlong, along with the Zhu brothers, covered their rear within the team.
The six made their way east, occasionally hearing explosions.
The power of the Fierce Heavenly believers was truly formidable!
"Speed up," He Qifeng ordered, quickening her pace, dashing through the forest.
When the group was about to ascend a small hillock, they suddenly heard a woman’s cursing!
The curses were vile.
The voice carried intense penetration.
"You bunch of ** brats! Do you really think I’m easy to bully?"
"Big sister’s told you countless tis, I’m different from other Fierce Heavenly believers! Different! Are you all *** deaf?"
"Like a pack of ** mad dogs, did I steal your family’s children and jump into a well? Huh? ** talk, all of you!"
At the forefront of the Big Wind Hall team, Old Gu and Old Jin exchanged glances.
Such elegant Da Xia language~
He Qifeng was also stunned!
This... is she new here?
The woman’s tone was furious, yet she seed sowhat wronged, as if not understanding the rules of Holy Spirit Mountain?
He Qifeng’s eyes lit up, hurrying up the hillock.
If she’s new here, she must have heard of the second Heavenly Pride of Da Xia!
In that case... no, it won’t work.
He Qifeng’s eyes dimd again. Even if she’s new, the other person is still a Fierce Heavenly believer.
Who can ta such a tempestuous maniac?
He Qifeng’s thoughts were racing, but her actions weren’t slow. She climbed the hillock and hid behind a tree, secretly looking down at the forest below.
Only to find the lush forest in chaos, trees toppled, flas burning.
Moreover, there was an astonishingly huge crater, shaped like a hamr.
He Qifeng squinted her eyes and saw near a broken large tree, a tall and slender figure.
The woman was draped in a torn white robe, disheveled, looking quite wretched.
She cursed while retreating, limping, seemingly injured.
"Get out of my way! Get lost!!"
The woman’s curses ca again, violently swinging the Black Luminous Stone Hamr around her.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Boom..."
Fierce Heavenly Divine Skill·Bursting Sky Vault!
The illusory hamr shadow blazed, smashing the surrounding trees, the fire growing unstoppable.
But there were no enemies in sight on the battlefield.
She seed like a paranoid lunatic.
He Qifeng frowned slightly. The ntal state of Fierce Heavenly believers was indeed unstable, but not to the point of fighting with the air.
So, the woman’s enemies must be invisible.
Witch Crow believers?
Would these Weak God Disciples really dare to encircle and kill a Fierce Heavenly believer?
So the hunters are...
Third-class God·Greedy Wolf believers?
The Greedy Wolf faction also had stealth skills, each a master of stealth!
"Howl~~~"
"Howl~~~" Suddenly, the wolf howls confird He Qifeng’s suspicions.
One after another, wolf shadows appeared on the chaotic battlefield.
They seed to materialize from thin air, catching everyone off guard!
Greedy Wolf Divine Skill·Wolf Shadow Killing Array!
"Get lost! Roll!!"
The woman in the tattered white robe cursed furiously.
Dragging a wounded leg, she fiercely leaped back, trying to escape the encirclent while hamring the ground with the stone hamr.
"Boom!"
The ground shook, fire waves surged.
Fierce Heavenly Divine Skill·Fiery Earth Thousand Flas!
The fierce fire wave instantly engulfed the illusory gray wolf shadows one by one.
Yet several gray wolf shadows attacked from both sides of the woman.
"Are you forcing to unleash Fiery Fire Sky Leader? Do you all want to die? Want to die??" The woman in the white robe continued to leap back, eyes full of fury, fiercely swinging the war hamr.
On the hillock, Old Gu and Old Jin exchanged another glance.
This Fierce Heavenly believer seed sowhat off?
Raging, swearing loudly, all that was normal.
But this young woman seed to retain a shred of rationality?
She was clearly threatening her opponents, even when pushed to such a sorry state, retreating step by step, she hadn’t truly unleashed the Divine Technique·Fiery Fire Sky Leader.
The disciples of the Fierce Heavenly sect were a group of slaves dominated by emotions. How could they possibly have such composure?
"Buzz!" Suddenly, the Silent Night Blade in He Qifeng’s hand started to tremble.
He Qifeng looked stunned, lowering her eyes to the divine weapon.
Does Silent Night Blade find the battleground too noisy?
The Fierce Heavenly female disciple’s chaos, getting closer to the hillock, had entered the divine weapon’s sensing range.
"Silent Night?" He Qifeng suddenly gripped the hilt tightly.
Would the eternally silent Divine Weapon·Silent Night Blade actually fly out?
"Release!" The Sword Spirit’s voice was identical to Lu Ran’s, yet far colder than Lu Ran’s tone.
He Qifeng’s heart trembled, instinctively releasing her grip.
So many days had passed, yet it was the first ti she’d heard the Sword Spirit’s voice.
"Whoosh~"
The Silent Night Blade shot straight out, piercing towards the woman in the white robe!
"Silent..." He Qifeng stepped out from behind the tree, reaching forward, her expression incredulous.
"You ** are seeking death! All of you die!!"
"Howl~~~"
The woman’s furious curses were drowned by the chilling wolf howls.
Dragging a wounded leg, she continuously retreated, hamr shadows swinging wildly around.
What to do?
Really unleash the Divine Technique·Fiery Fire Sky Leader?
Si Xianxian gritted her teeth, flas of anger blazing!
This bunch of scum were all Jiang Realm! What kind of place is this, filled with so many powerful beings of Jiang Realm?
Ever since entering here, every group she encountered was strong, none could be reasoned with!
Furious! Outrageous...
Might as well die together, mutual destruction!
You all want to kill , do you? Then none of you will live!
"Howl!"
"Howl!!" Several wolf howls suddenly ca from the back and sides, with an intimidating presence.
Si Xianxian felt a chill in her heart, swiftly turned, hamr swinging.
In a blur, she not only saw the gray wolf shadows attacking from behind but also saw a rapidly moving black line...
"Puff~"
"Puff!" Sounds of breaking continuously ca.
Si Xianxian’s beautiful eyes widened!
A Black Luminous Stone Tang Blade?
Is it... could it be the Silent Night Blade?
Whether it was or not, the Black Luminous Stone Blade was swiftly shattering the wolf shadows.
Within re seconds, the Black Luminous Stone Blade retreated and flew back, its handle slipped into Si Xianxian’s hand.
Then, a familiar voice resounded in her mind: "Maid."
Si Xianxian: !!!
The once raging Si Xianxian, hearing this familiar voice, felt ntally disoriented for a mont.
Never did she think, this na would sound so endearing.
So warm.
It was Lu Ran’s voice!
To be precise, it was the voice of the Silent Night Sword Spirit.
At this mont, hunted into a pitiful fugitive state, nearly at wits’ end, she suddenly felt a wave of emotion to cry.
"Lu Ran! Lu Ran, Lu Ran..."
Si Xianxian kept whispering, gripping the sword handle tightly, like a lost and hurt child finally holding a familiar hand.
A surge of inexplicable grievance washed over.
Her eyes uncontrollably welled with tears.
Si Xianxian quickly used the back of her hand to wipe her moist eyes, constantly looking around, choking, "Where are you, Lu Ran, Lu Ran..."
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