As ng Qi walked through the forest, she simultaneously skimd through its recorded contents. Within the seventh volu, so of the content might have been Lin Yan’s unverified ideas from years ago, leading to a sowhat scattered compilation.
—And it was from this seventh volu that ng Qi read the detailed notes about Luoxin trees.
She had also co across the na ‘Luoxin trees’ from other books before, but none was as detailed as Lin Yan’s dical notes. Apart from explaining its potential to be used in the creation of hallucinogenic drugs, the volu also docunted an event from tens of thousands of years ago when Puppet Masters used the leaves of Luoxin trees to turn living cultivators into puppets, making them a common enemy of cultivators in the Three Realms. The Puppet Masters were subsequently hunted down and exterminated, leading to the extinction of their lineage.
ng Qi quietly looked at Lin Yan in front of her.
After a mont of silence, the corners of Lin Yan’s lips suddenly raised, and she began to laugh again, “You an, you are my disciple?”
ng Qi took a deep breath. She closed her eyes for a mont, then raised her hand. A silver dical knife was already gripped tightly in her right hand. At the sa ti, she readied a handful of profound-grade spirit stones in her other hand.
“Are you… planning to attack ?” Lin Yan chuckled with a charming smile. “ng Qiqi, although I said I wouldn’t kill you – if you seek your own death, I won’t show rcy.”
“Senior Lin Yan.” ng Qi said calmly, “This Junior not only knows about the Luoxin tree, but also about the Heavenly Purgatory Array.”
Lin Yan’s gaze suddenly beca extrely sharp.
“Senior Lin Yan, who do you want to resurrect?” ng Qi clasped the dicinal knife in her hand and swiftly stepped back.
“You dare!!” Lin Yan’s gaze turned cold as she observed ng Qi’s actions, and her voice suddenly beca sharp. She swiftly unfurled her figure and rushed towards ng Qi. Lin Yan was dressed in a complex and luxurious dress adorned with jingling accessories, but her movents were both fierce and swift. As she raised her long sleeve, her fair and slender fingers already gripping a dical knife – a choice of weapon for many dical cultivators, and it seed she was no exception.
The knife in ng Qi’s hand had already thrust into the ground. She had retreated far enough just a mont ago, and in the blink of an eye, the knife drew a crack in the ground. ng Qi raised her hand, and seven or eight profound-grade spirit stones fell into the newly ford crack. The spirit stones emitted a bright light, and the crack, which was originally only a few inches deep, rapidly spread around, swiftly heading toward the nearest Luoxin tree.
“Stop!” Lin Yan shouted. Her body swayed slightly, and the next mont, the knife in her hand appeared right in front of ng Qi’s throat.
“Senior Lin Yan.” ng Qi took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto Lin Yan’s, sincere and fearless, “What you are doing is useless.”
“Heh.” Lin Yan sneered, “Whether it is useless or not, it’s not for you to judge.”
“Senior Lin Yan!” ng Qi’s voice grew louder, “Have you forgotten about the puppet masters who created puppets out of living beings and were exterminated by the Three Realms?!”
“So what?” Lin Yan’s gaze turned cold, and she moved the dical knife in her hand further forward, leaving a faint red mark on ng Qi’s slender neck. “ng Qi, you are also a dical cultivator. If your beloved dies in front of you, and there is a glimr of hope to revive him, would you save him or not?”
ng Qi was startled for a mont, her answer not coming imdiately.
“You are hesitating,” Lin Yan said softly. She paused for a mont and continued, “Hesitation ans you are moved.”
“Senior Lin Yan.” ng Qi said: “I indeed hesitate. Anyone would hesitate, but…”
She hadn’t managed to finish her sentence when Lin Yan flicked her finger. The bed made of woven willow branches suddenly ca to life. The branches moved swiftly, lifting Yun Qingyan, who was lying on it. Two resilient willow branches wrapped around his neck, suspending his body in mid-air. Despite this situation, he remained unconscious and didn’t wake up, except for his feet unconsciously kicking several tis in the air. Then, his head tilted to the side, and he beca motionless.
“Now what?” Lin Yan chuckled softly and looked curiously at ng Qi, who hadn’t even batted an eyelid. “Aren’t you worried about your lover?”
“Senior Lin Yan!” ng Qi took a deep breath, “He is not my lover.”
“Oh?” Lin Yan responded calmly, “Isn’t he?”
“And…” ng Qi sighed softly, “Even if it’s you, Senior Lin Yan, it wouldn’t be so simple to subdue him. I know.”
Lin Yan was taken aback.
ng Qi continued in one breath: “There are so many Luoxin trees here. The leaves of the Luoxin trees can induce hallucinations in people. So, from the very beginning, he was not real. The second ti I entered the forest, Senior Lin Yan had already made inhale a drug made from the leaves of the Luoxin trees, so the person I saw was fake.”
Lin Yan seed to be caught off guard.
“Except for the Luoxin trees and the hallucinogenic drug made from their leaves, there are also three arrays in this forest.” ng Qi said again.
“You…” Lin Yan sized up ng Qi from head to toe. “You actually figured it out? Aren’t you a dical cultivator?”
“I am.” ng Qi nodded, “But he…”
As she spoke, she looked up at the figure suspended in mid-air. Even though she knew it was fake and that Yun Qingyan couldn’t be restrained by Lin Yan like this, ng Qi still felt uncomfortable seeing the person hanging from the willow branches.
“He is the one who taught about arrays.” She finished her words.
“Heh—” Lin Yan sneered, “No wonder you could figure it out.” She put away her knife and fixed her gaze on ng Qi, her expression turning sinister. “Although he is fake, there are still so truths here. Care to take a guess?”
“Lu Qingran and Pei Mufeng are real.” ng Qi replied without hesitation.
“Correct.” Lin Yan snorted coldly and took a step back.
“If Senior Lin Yan could really capture all the cultivators outside the forest, there would be no need for you to go to such great lengths by using Sister Xue and the others as bait to lure us here.”
“Hmph.” Lin Yan tilted her head slightly, “You still call senior?”
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