Deep and ghostly, his voice echoed beside Ye Lingyue’s ear.
Ye Lingyue, in her slumber, seed to hear it; she furrowed her brows and rubbed her head against Wu Zhong’s chest, subconsciously thinking, "Why is today’s pillow so hard?"
Seeing Ye Lingyue’s beast-like appearance, Wu Zhong let out a husky laugh; the adoration in his eyes deepened.
"That waste actually said he wants to collaborate with , that once we return to rcenary City this ti, we each control this body for half the ti. Ha, that’s quite the compromise, seems like that waste really likes you. Since we were children, that waste has always been hostile towards , but this ti, he actually took the initiative to compromise," Wu Zhong scoffed coldly.
Damn it, he was actually moved by Feng Xun’s proposal.
The reason for his abnormal behavior was the person in his arms.
Just as Feng Xun said, the only way to live like a normal person was for the two of them to coexist peacefully.
Feng Xun’s "civil" approach and Wu Zhong’s "martial" approach combined could freely control the identities of "Prince Feng" and "Ghost Emperor."
Otherwise, the secrets carried by both of them would eventually be discovered.
If this little woman knew that Feng Xun was Wu Zhong... would she think they were both monsters?
Thinking about this, Wu Zhong inadvertently tightened his arms.
In his embrace, Ye Lingyue felt very uncomfortable being held by Wu Zhong, shifted her body, and just then, her soft chest brushed against Wu Zhong’s body.
Wu Zhong’s body instantly stiffened, he took a sharp intake of breath, and glared fiercely at the little woman in his arms.
"Damn Wu Zhong, don’t you dare steal my Red Sun Ginseng." At that mont, Ye Lingyue in Wu Zhong’s arms seed to dream about sothing and suddenly cursed through gritted teeth.
Wu Zhong was stunned; she hated him so much that even in her dreams she cursed him?
"Let it be, I owed you in a past life," Wu Zhong said with a bitter smile, channeling Primordial Power in his hands to gradually ease Ye Lingyue’s ridians. She’s been tirelessly undertaking tasks recently; if not eased in ti, she would suffer in the long run.
The next day when Ye Lingyue opened her eyes, she found Little Zhiyo had frozen stiff, lying on the ground.
After awakening Little Zhiyo, the little guy sneezed loudly.
Ye Lingyue curiously touched her head, wondering why, recently, every morning when she woke up, Little Zhiyo was always lying on the ground, and moreover, she had been dreaming all the ti.
Last night, she seed to have dreamt about searching for dicinal grass and encountering Wu Zhong, even getting into a skirmish with him.
That skirmish was terribly exhausting, yet upon getting up, she felt her body was quite relaxed, as if all her ridians had been eased a lot.
This feeling of dreaming and yet feeling comfortable had been persisting for the past several days.
Outside the door, Lan Cai’er knocked.
Lan Cai’er looked utterly exhausted, and with that large birthmark on her face, she’d truly resemble a female ghost if she stood out on the streets late at night.
Lan Cai’er glanced at Ye Lingyue, unsure whether it was because of Ye Lingyue’s tan or sothing else, but despite working tirelessly for over half a month, Ye Lingyue still looked spirited. Little did she know that Ye Lingyue had a "bed warr."
"Ling Yue, my whole body feels like it’s falling apart from fatigue. Doing thankless, strenuous tasks really isn’t for . Why must we find the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo no matter what?"
The two had been performing low-level tasks continuously for more than ten days now. Thanks to their diligence, their points had risen from zero to over five hundred; however, when factored into the team’s tally, only half remained.
After days of effort, their lodging points were adequate, but there was still no trace of the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo.
Earlier, the location ntioned by Gouwa had been checked out by Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai’er, but they found no sign of the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo.
"The reason why the villagers of Purple Bamboo Ridge had to flee was due to the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo. This spirit wood is not only fiercely coveted by various Sects but also attracts Spiritual Beasts. The best way to allow the villagers of Purple Bamboo Ridge to return to their holand is by finding the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo before anyone else and claiming it as our own." Ye Lingyue’s ultimate plan was to bring the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo into the Hong ng Heaven and then, once she learned to refine Qiankun Bags, it would be an extrely profitable business.
Seeing Lan Cai’er so fatigued, Ye Lingyue felt sympathy and decided they would temporarily refrain from taking on any missions in the next few days.
Taking advantage of these days of rest, Ye Lingyue also planned to once again try to advance through the second layer of the Chaos Heaven and Earth Tribulation.
However, Ye Lingyue’s plans were soon disrupted.
After nearly half a month of waiting, the "Emperor’s Slaughter" rcenary Team finally received their first advanced task.
Yan Jiu, who was extrely bored, beca instantly enthusiastic. He, along with his group, hurried to the rcenary Alliance, only to be surprised to find that mbers of the "Blood Drink" rcenary Team had also arrived.
The mbers of the two rcenary teams stared at each other.
Because of the issues with Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai’er, the two rcenary Corps had clashed.
Previously, "Blood Drink" took on other tasks, but once they heard that "Emperor’s Slaughter" only took on advanced tasks, they followed suit and also began accepting only advanced tasks.
"Little Li, isn’t it ti you gave an explanation? Who exactly is taking on this task?"
Yan Jiu and Dao Ge were both dissatisfied.
"Both of you, please calm down for a mont. This advanced task is sowhat special. The client specifically requested the two most formidable rcenary Teams for protection. The number one team ’Xuan Ge’ is still out on a mission, so the two best available teams in the city are you two." Little Li looked at both sides, his forehead sweating profusely.
It definitely had to be a wealthy individual to be able to hire both Blood Drink and Emperor’s Slaughter.
"Ha, Little Li, you must be joking. Di Hesha is one thing, but those two ugly girls, what right do they have to join us on a mission?" The eldest of Xia Family’s Three Sisters, Xia ng, spitefully questioned the eligibility of the two, who could daily accompany "Emperor."
"You’re right, going on a mission is no child’s play. With such weak cultivation, they will only hold everyone back." Dao Ge also chid in indifferently, his gaze briefly lingering on Lan Cai’er and his brows slightly frowning.
"Whoever dares to say another ’ugly’ or ’weak,’ I will cripple him today." Yan Jiu frowned and was displeased. Though he usually readily criticizes the two won as ugly and weak, it was limited to him alone. When did it beco appropriate for others to berate his own team’s mbers?
Birds of a feather flock together. Yan Jiu’s ntality and Wu Zhong’s were quite alike; one might criticize their own, but outsiders may not!
"Miss, what shall we do now?" Little Li was clueless and could only look towards Song Jingyun for help.
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