Soon, the battlefield was cleaned up, and Xuan returned to Zixia Pavilion with hundreds of imperial guards, taking along with him a storage ring filled with rare treasures and nearly 10,000 Wu clan slaves.
The vast and long light and shadow streaked across the sky and did not disappear for a long time.
Xuan's heart was filled with extreme confidence and joy, and even a little bit of expectation.
For the first time, Xuan felt that the journey was very long, and finally arrived at Zixia Pavilion. Xuan strode towards the front hall, and a strong wind passed by him.
In the main hall, Du Zheng patiently reported to Ye Ling the situation of the Xinghe Sect, his tone was sonorous and powerful, and his voice was full of emotion.
Ye Ling, who was sitting on the main seat, was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand and gnawing at it while listening to Du's words with great interest.
The chicken legs are roasted with spiritual power and are crispy, brimming with fat, dripping with fat, and rich in spiritual power.
There were three chicken drumsticks on the white porcelain plate on the table. Xuandu suspected that Du reported so carefully just to see if Lord Ling might reward him with one if he delayed it longer.
"When I left, the disciples of the Xinghe Sect were surrounding the spiritual veins. One of the disciples named Qin Shou accused three disciples from Xiaoyao Peak, Xiaobai, Ye Xiaoyao, and Ye Wuxin, of destroying the spiritual veins."
"A physical conflict broke out between the two sides, but Xiaoyao Peak disciples repaired the inside continuously for many days and their spiritual power was exhausted, so they were no match for the other Xinghe Sect disciples who had a large number of people."
"Even Luo Yangtian heard the commotion and tried to persuade him, but it was ineffective. Instead, he was considered to be too protective of the calf, which aroused the anger of the crowd."
"I released the pressure and tried many times to persuade, and then I managed to calm down this farce."
"But it seems that the other Xinghe Sect disciples don't agree with it and still have resentment in their hearts. This time it's Qin Shou. Next time it's another disciple who can still cause a fire fight."
Seeing that Du seemed to be hesitant to speak, Ye Ling paused for a moment, put down the chicken drumstick in his hand, and pouted, as if he still had something to say.
"Du, I probably know what you mean. It's a hard trip this time."
"Except for Yun, the people in the Xinghe Sect don't know Ye Kong's strength, but it doesn't matter, they are not at the level where they know it yet."
Ye Ling finished talking three times, five times, and two times.
"Yes, Lord Ling," Du responded quickly.
Xuan saw that his goddess was now smiling happily, completely forgetting the sadness and pain of that day.
Xuan was so angry that he immediately turned around and did not report that he had defeated the Wu clan and gained countless trophies. He frowned and walked out angrily.
He walked to the door and said sternly: "All Yuling Guards, follow me now!"
The imperial guard at the door was startled and did not dare to look at Xuan's face, but after working under Xuan's hands for so long, he could probably guess what else it could be besides a cold, black face.
"Xuan...Sir, we have just finished fighting the Witch Clan, and we haven't had time to rest for a while. Are we going to...leave now?"
There is still Yulingwei who is unwilling to test it out.
"What, you still want to rest for a while before leaving?" Xuan's low and cold voice came out, his eyes fixed on the imperial guard who asked the question just now.
The dark eyes shone with a faint light, cold and heart-chilling.
"No...no, we are afraid that your body will not be able to bear it, so..."
Before Yu Lingwei could finish speaking, Xuan immediately asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with my body?"
Everyone looked at the strong tendons on Xuan's arms. Due to the excessive muscle strength, the veins protruded obviously, like little green snakes winding around them day by day.
"No... no, Master Xuan, your body is very powerful, we obey your orders!"
Yu Lingwei knew Xuan's temper, so he could only bite the bullet and follow him to Xiaoyao Peak.
Why do you always find trouble with Ye Kong? Don’t you know his relationship with Master Ling?
You are asking for trouble, and you have to take us little guards with you, so you can just watch quietly.
Then, hundreds of rays of light passed through the sky again. When they came out, they found that there was no one at the door, and they were a little strange. Could it be that Master Ling had arranged the next task for them so quickly?
Inside Xiaoyao Peak.
After Ye Kong took Xiaoshan back to Xiaoyao Peak from the Time and Space Corridor, although Xiaoshan's imprint was a little lighter, it was not completely eliminated.
There was no solution for the moment, so Ye Kong could only do what he could.
It was another day of fishing as usual. No fish were seen swimming back and forth under the lake. Except for the big carp that saw Ye Kong coming back, some were happy and spitting bubbles. The lake was very calm.
Listening to the systematic Qi Refining 1 in his ears, Ye Kong put aside his premonition and knew that his mission was completed today.
At this moment, I was lying leisurely under the willow tree, with the breeze blowing gently, letting the slender branches of the willow tree brush against my face, and the spiritual energy in my body gradually became abundant.
On Taoshan, Xiaobai had just woken up in his thatched house. The exhaustion from the past few days had made him unable to even muster the strength to meditate.
Not to mention being beaten several times by Qin Shou and Chen Changqing, which caused several bruises on his thin arms.
It really pisses me off, Qin Shou, Chen Changqing, one day I will make you look good!
After secretly swearing a poisonous oath in his heart, Xiao Bai felt a little better.
I was injured like this, and Master didn't come to comfort me or cook me a delicious meal. He was the one who punished me to cultivate my spiritual veins.
Xiaobai's heart began to boil again at this moment, and his hatred for Ye Kong was no longer as simple as defeating him in the first place.
At the very least, I should beat him up and let him experience the pain I feel today.
"Ouch," the pain in his body brought Xiaobai back to reality, leaving him no time to complain any more.
"Woof woof~" Erha noticed that his master was awake, so he ran over and shook his head, looking for intimacy.
"Get away, Ergouzi, where did you go when I was beaten?" Xiaobai yelled angrily.
"Woof woof" Erha's ears drooped and he wagged his tail vigorously, looking pitiful.
When the other world comes to invade, aren't you and I fighting against each other? I barked "Woof, woof" twice more.
"Go away, I'm in pain," Xiaobai roared again, and Erha walked away wagging his tail in an amused manner.
This little master is really unpredictable, I have to stay away.
Xiaobai finally swayed, took a deep breath, and began to meditate.
As soon as the body relaxes, the pores on the body open, the exercises are carried out, and the spiritual energy is slowly replenished into the body.
After a while, Xiaobai felt that his body had improved a little.
I swear that I will never do any missions again, huh, isn’t that just threatening to leave Xiaoyao Peak?
It would be much worse to leave the Demon Emperor who just happened to be doing this than to suffer injustice here.
Ye Xiaoyao and Ye Wuxin were not much better than Xiao Bai. After a night of recuperation, they were able to get out of bed and walk a little.
But when it comes to repairing spiritual veins, I no longer want to do it.
Ye Kong, who was lying under the willow tree, suddenly opened his eyes. He hadn't seen his disciples for a few days and wondered how their mission was going.