"Bro, where are we going?" Huangfu Yihui asked Yann Yao in a daze, feeling lost and upset as he ran away with him.
"To grab our stuff." Beads of sweat appeared on Yann Yao’s forehead, evident that maintaining the domain was exceptionally taxing for him: "Then, we go find them. Right now, the people in the Imperial City can’t be trusted."
The two headed to Huangfu Yihui’s courtyard, sneaked in, and without hesitation, decided that since Southern Li was devoid of benevolence, they would be devoid of righteousness.
Everyone is living their first life; why sacrifice oneself for so so-called greater good?
They gathered all the rewards and the Empress’s dowry they had received over the years, casting a fanatic glance toward the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.
Having co this far, why leave any retreat for themselves?
When pursued by others from behind, the two brothers, with mutual understanding, stord into the Royal Family’s Treasure Pavilion, cleaned it out, and leisurely made their escape.
The soldiers who followed them were pale with fright, unsure how to explain the situation.
Upon hearing the news, the Southern Li Emperor smashed the furnishings in the hall in a fit of rage, unable to suppress his anger.
"Great! Well done!" His roaring echoed above the Southern Li Imperial Palace.
Even the lockdown of the city couldn’t stop the two from leaving, after all, they were cultivators, not ordinary people; re city walls ant nothing.
Outside the city gates, Yann Yao released his domain, his face turning exceptionally pale.
"Bro, I’ll carry you." Huangfu Yihui took a deep breath and, holding Yann Yao, continued running with no signs of easing up.
"First, tell them not to co this way." Yann Yao, without any formality, lay on Huangfu Yihui’s back, quietly recovering his spiritual power. It was his first ti using it after acquisition, not expecting such high consumption, but he was quite pleased with its attribute of softness overcoming hardness.
Huangfu Yihui was montarily stunned, then quickly contacted the rest. Luo Xihan’s side ntioned they would find a suitable place for business, while Lin Jiayou and Bai Yizhu said they would stay to gather intel, as their low strength wouldn’t draw attention.
As for Luo Qianqian and Yan’s side, they said they were busy barbecuing and couldn’t co over.
Assessing the situation, Luo Xihan decided on business, and the others were sure not to return to the Imperial City. They could only look for the two grilling at.
After figuring out the direction, Huangfu Yihui carried Yann Yao and ran into the woods.
anwhile, Luo Qianqian and Yan were also not exactly relaxed. They were indeed barbecuing, but what kind of at remained a mystery...
The enormous Green-Feathered Chicken before them didn’t look like a fire-breathing creature, but it surprisingly was. Annoyed by its burnt-to-charcoal barbecue, Yan burned the chicken’s feathers, unknowingly stirring a hornet’s nest. The chicken crowed loudly through the woods and, in no ti, hundreds to thousands of Green-Feathered Chickens appeared, albeit with feathers not as bright as the initial one.
"How many are you planning to eat?" Luo Qianqian swallowed, a bit bewildered as she stood back-to-back with Yan, not noticing anything amiss.
Yan raised an eyebrow: "I feel like ten would do." His hand gripping tightly on a branch, even though his flas could suppress the Green-Feathered Chicken, it was clearly fire-resistant. He attempted to roast it thoroughly, but only managed to singe a single feather. How could he not be surprised?
Luo Qianqian scrutinized the Green-Feathered Chicken with alert eyes, despite their seemingly relaxed conversation, seeing that expanse of green was still a bit...
"Let’s talk about sothing." Luo Qianqian, suddenly excited, nudged Yan with her elbow.
"What?" Yan raised an eyebrow, surprised she could be so cheerful at a mont like this.
"I want to test my strength first. If I can’t hold on, then use the potion, and rember to give the antidote first." Luo Qianqian said seriously.
Uh...
Yan was a tad embarrassed; could he admit he had forgotten about the potions?
Previously solving problems through sword swings and battles, he suddenly recalled what he was best at, feeling a bit awkward.
Silently, he handed over a pill, nodding: "Alright..."
Saying so, she nimbly leapt onto the tree, leisurely nibbling on her rations...
Luo Qianqian didn’t dwell on it, glancing at Yan before confidently curling her lips: "Co on, little greens, let’s have a go."
The Green-Feathered Chickens responded by ignoring Luo Qianqian, who generously adhered to the principle of not arguing with animals, calmly saying, "Pour so water, it’s a bit dry."
The woods rarely saw the sun, so naturally weren’t dry, but Luo Qianqian still felt it wasn’t enough.
Yan placidly fetched the water, knowing this was the only kind Luo Qianqian drank. Seeing as every day he’d hear her complain: "I want water..."
Without the spatial storage device, things were indeed more troubleso, but Luo Qianqian understood this ensured Second Uncle’s safety at the very least.
"Ice Stab." A cruel smile appeared on Luo Qianqian’s small face as she gently squeezed her hand, producing a series of soft popping sounds.
Ice Edges abruptly erupted from beneath the ground, piercing into the bodies of the Green-Feathered Chickens, their deafening calls piercing through the tranquil woods...
"Oh my gosh!!!" Luo Qianqian stood beside an ice-protruding shield, barely blocking the spiraling flas of the Green-Feathered Chickens.
Although she hit 128 Green-Feathered Chickens, it didn’t negate the fact that hundreds more were left, clearly beyond her ability to manage alone.
Sweat on her forehead and a slightly pale face proved she couldn’t use the sa move twice.
The next mont, a blanket of white powder descended softly, quelling all sounds.
Yan floated down from the tree, clad in white, appearing like an angel descending to the mortal realm.
"Nice technique, a great AoE (Area of Effect)." Yan highly praised Luo Qianqian’s attack: "However, your move dried out the mushrooms on the ground."
He pointed to the mushroom beneath the tree, which had been full a mont ago, now transford into dried shrooms...
"Oh right, animals too have a lot of water content." Luo Qianqian quietly observed the dried mushrooms, squatting down to poke them in a state of excitent.
The mushrooms made a crisp sound, breaking apart on the ground the next second.
"Indeed, speaking of, blood is also water." Yan comnted calmly from the side.
Luo Qianqian involuntarily shivered, glancing at Yan, wondering if he wasn’t scared?
She clearly knew blood was water, but with plants, it was okay to say; the mushrooms were the most obvious evidence of her powers, while the Little Grass seed rather wilted, and the big trees showed no change, indicating this wasn’t an easily accomplished feat.
Besides, she didn’t want to be that cruel...
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