Yang Qinyu taking back and refining low rank daoyin apparatus could be considered as an unexpected surprise!
After helping Yang Qinyu to reclaim his mountain whip, Yang Junshanâs attention returned to the ginseng fruit tree.
At this time, the January date for the appearance of the Bright Aurora Island was approaching, and the ginseng fruit tree was about to mature under the effect of the secret technique of promoting the growth of the golden light of the Red Aurora and the land.
As the fruit increased in size, the little bit of brilliance that it emitted also grew larger and more dazzling. When the fruit had grown to the size of a fist, the eye-piercing brilliance that it originally radiated had become warm and gentle, and at the same time, allowed Yang Junshan to see the true appearance of the fruit through the layer of dense brilliance that lingered on the surface.
When Yang Junshan saw the real ginseng fruit, even though he had already heard a bit about it from Princess Lanxuan, he was still stupefied by the scene before his eyes.
In Yang Junshanâs original imagination, even if Princess Lanxuan were to say that the Ginseng Fruit looked likeal person, he would still not agree with her. However, when he truly saw the Ginseng Fruit that seemed to be growing in the placenta, like a baby that was currently sleeping, Yang Junshanâs heart still jumped a few times.
How was this a ginseng fruit? It was clearly more like a baby. He wanted to eat the fruit when it was ripe, and the guilt that welled up from the bottom of his heart made him want to vomit.
There were only three days left before Ming Xia Island would once again disappear into the void, and it was at this time that Princess Lanxuan rushed back into the Rune Dimension.
âThings seem to have changed again. Someone seems to be plotting something in secret. I think itâs best for you to leave right now!â
The news that Princess Lanxuan brought him was not particularly good.
Yang Junshan looked at the Ginseng Fruit Tree that was still absorbing the red light and, at Yang Junshanâs request, was currently trying to refine the red light that had been purified by the Ginseng Fruit Tree one by one. Yang Qinyu, who was currently training the Precious Techniques and Divine Powersâs red light technique, quickly left.
This objectâs absorption speed was naturally far from that of the Ginseng Fruit Treeâs, but during this past month, it had been continuously absorbing the scarlet light. Yang Junshan estimated that even if it was used to cultivate the Eastern Amethyst Qi Formula, the amount of scarlet light in it would be enough for five people to use.
Yang Junshan thought for a while, then asked: âWhat news do you have exactly?â
Princess Lanxuan seemed to be slightly hesitant, as if even she could not believe her own words, and said, âItâs said that someone is plotting against the Bright Aurora Island.â
Yang Junshan was startled. âLike Dragon Island, leaving Ming Xia Island in the cultivation world? The situation on the Bright Aurora Island is much more complicated than that of the Heavenly Constitution Island. Furthermore, the island master of the Dragon Island also held the might of becoming a True Dragon and also had the help of the Coiling Dragon Formation. Finally, the Dragon Island was successfully constructed. â
Princess Lanxuan said in a low voice: âWhat if thereâs an immortal taking action this time?â
Yang Junshan was surprised: âReally? However, even if an Immortal were to make a move, Iâm afraid that there would likely be more than one, no? â
Yang Junshan paused, then could not help but ask, âThis is the information you obtained from the Dragon Island Island Lord?â
Princess Lanxuan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said: âI guessed it.â
Yang Junshan did not pursue the matter further, and instead muttered to himself, âThe spirit trees on the island are almost all chopped off, what is the purpose of an island being left behind? If you do not hide in the void, where will the lush spirit plants that cover the entire island and the reddish golden light that pervades the entire island come from after hundreds of years at the Bright Aurora Island? â
Somewhere in Huzhou.
A young cultivator, who had just entered the Dao Realm, was hurriedly steering the light all the way south.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by. The young cultivatorâs expression changed, and the light under his feet scattered. He was already suspended in the clouds, vigilantly staring at his surroundings.
A gentle breeze blew around his body, dispersing his luck. The young cultivatorâs face was also clearly visible, only to see that his face, which had originally seemed quite normal, had at some point been cut from the left ear to the right cheek, creating a bone deep gash. This caused him to look somewhat more sinister and ruthless.
âWho is it?â
The young cultivator spat out two simple words from his throat. He didnât dare to say more, and even his voice was a bit slurred. This was because every time he spoke, there would bole in his face and he would feel unbearable pain.
In reality, at this moment, he only sensed danger with his intuition. In reality, he didnât really sense that someone was hiding in the void, attempting to ambush him.
That question was jusest, but unexpectedly, there was a reply in the middle of the air.
âGuess!â
A womanâs voice, filled with mockery, echoed in his ears.
The instant the young cultivatorâs voice rang out, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed to both sides. The surrounding clouds instantly condensed into water droplets, and as his hands pushed out, they were like concealed weapons that scattered in all directions.
âClatter, clatter ~ ~ ~â
A sonic boom could be heard as the droplets collided with each other. From this, it could be seen how tyrannical the force contained within the water droplets was.
However, very soon, a burst of giggling sounds could be heard from the void. It was the same womanâs voice from before: âTrying to find me with such a simple method? You underestimate me too much!â
The cold wind was blowing gently in the clouds. The young cultivator scanned the area with his divine sense again and again, but he still couldnât find anything. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
âWho exactly are you? Why donât you come out and meet me? Such a secretive act would cause others to look down on you. â The provocation of the young cultivator was very clumsy.
The voice from the sky sounded once again, âCome out to meet you? Does your esteemed self wish to record this little girlâs appearance, and then escape back to the Flying Sword Sect for revenge? â
The young cultivatorâs expression changed drastically when he heard this. He suddenly spat ouay of sword light, which transformed into hundreds of sword Qis and shot them into the surrounding space. The sharp sword Qis were so loud that they seemed to want to tear the surrounding space apart.
âWhy, are you so angry that you canât even conceal the sword arts youâve learnt?â A sound continued to strike at the heart of the cultivator.
The young cultivator waved his hand, and a ray of light fell into his palm and transformed inthree feet flying sword that was like autumn water. He asked solemnly: âHow do you know that I am a disciple of the Flying Sword Sect?â
âHuh? You really are a member of the Flying Sword Sect! â
The womanâs voice caused the young cultivatorâs expression to change once again, and he said furiously: âYou lied to me?â
The tone of the girl hiding in the sky changed as she said coldly: âWho exactly are you under? Who is the person behind you, Xia Yuan? Jiang Xin? Or is it the Eastflow? â
That young cultivator coldly said, âDonât you know everything? Why do you need to ask me?â
Just as he finished speaking, the flying sword in the young cultivatorâs hand suddenly shot out, slashing to his left and enveloping him witesplendent sword aura.
âAiya, thatâs not good. You actually found me!â
The space around the sword qi suddenly surged and a dim figure suddenly appeared. It nimbly moved around in the air and unexpectedly dodged the young cultivatorâs sword qi attack.
âGhost Clan!â
The young cultivator shouted, obviously the other partyâs identity was outside his expectations, but the flying sword in his hand did not slow down at all, and in an instant, the flying sword slashed out a few more sword beams, the sword beams were like flowing water as they twisted and turned in the air, sealing off the Ghost Cultivatorsâs moving space from different directions, forcing the Ghost Cultivators to fight him head on.
The cultivatorâs goal was very straightforward, although the Ghost Cultivatorsâs methods were hard to guard against, once the body was exposed in a direct confrontation, the person would often be at a disadvantage.
However, the cultivator would never have thought that the Spirit King hidden in the void would only have one person.
A cold wind blew from the back of his neck, causing his hair to stand on end.
Unfortunately, by the time he sensed the sword light coming from behind him, it was already too late to block or dodge.
A cold light flashed, and the young cultivatorâs Six Yang Chief immediately rolled up in the air along with a spray of blood.
With a âshuaâ sound, a folding fan appeared in the air and fanned itself. The droplets of blood that were originally scattered all over the place were immediately swept away.
Zhong Jiu pretended to be elegant while holding a folding fan in his hand, and revealed his figure in the air. He looked extremely heartbroken, shaking his head as he said: âYouâre too careless, a dignified Yan Luoâs descendant, not mentioning how he was seen through by others and had to hide himself, it seems like he was almost forced to fight in front of someone. Sigh, it seems like Miss Bao has been away from the Ghost Clan for too long, and has almost forgotten how to become a Ghost Cultivators.â
Although the Flying Sword Sectâs sword cultivator died, the sword beams he released did not disappear, but continued to encircle and annihilate Bao Yuer. After she took the chance to kill the sword cultivator, not only did Zhong Jiu not help her, he even teased Bao Yuer, as though he was trying to make her suffer a loss.
But with a shout, Bao Yuer suddenly held a pair of short swords and slashed a few lines of light in front of her, and in the air, a series of clanging sounds came out, the incoming Sword Qi was actually broken by Bao Yuer.
On the other side, she had long forgotten about the fan in her hand. She looked at Bao Yuer with a dumbstruck expression, then suddenly remembered to point a finger at her and said: âYou, you, you, you actually broke through the opponentâs sword technique?â
The pair of short swords in Bao Yuerâs hands pierced through a few beautiful flowers, she shot a glance at Zhong Jiu, and said: âWhat, is it strange?â
Zhong Jiu swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: âThis shouldnât be the Ghost Cultivatorsâs method of fighting, right?â
âHow strange!â
Bao Yuer rolled her eyes at him as she muttered to herself. Then, she spoke into the air, âBig Sis Xiuâer, how did that Flying Sword Sect sword cultivator discover me?â
There was no reply from the sky, but Zhong Jiu muttered: âNeedless to say, the cultivators from the Flying Sword Sect are not only proficient in sword arts, they also know a bit about the water attribute sword arts. That person must have used the water vapor in the air to find out where you are hiding.â
Bao Yuer glared at Zhong Jiu fiercely. For some reason, Zhong Jiu felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, could it be that it was because she had broken the Flying Sword Sectâs cultivatorsâ sword arts?
âSister Xiu-Er?â
Bao Yuer called out again, but Yang Junxiu did not respond, which gave Bao Yuer a bad premonition.
âLook over there, overseas!â
Yang Junxiuâs low voice finally came out, but it was enough to make oneâs heart sink.
Bao Yuer and Zhong Jiu immediately turned their heads and looked towards the ocean direction, releasing a set of secret techniques and abilities that could extend their gaze, after which the two of them exclaimed.
âIs the sky falling?â Bao Yuer muttered to herself.