“Miss Cui, someone has come out of the Secret Realm. The Saintess must have gotten the Divine Artifact.”
Cui Xian, Peng Jing, and the others had suffered quite a scare in the traps. Fortunately, they had returned to lie low safely outside the Secret Realm. They were new disciples who had just entered the sect this year, and their skills were unrefined. If Cui Xian hadn’t used her connections to beg to come and see the world, the few of them would never have appeared here.
Cui Xian sat up from the ground, her eyes fixed on the lingering ripples of the Secret Realm’s entrance. A girl in red ran out, looking lost and distraught. She was clutching a sword and running at top speed, as if someone was chasing her from behind.
The smile on Cui Xian’s face faded. Not only was it not her cousin who had come out, but it was that woman from the Joyful Union Sect. Running so fast, could she have obtained the Divine Artifact?!
Even her cousin, Su Qingyue, hadn’t been this fast!
Realizing this, Cui Xian no longer bothered waiting for Su Qingyue and the others. She grabbed her sword, told her companions to pick up their bundles, and chased after the red-clad girl ahead.
Although Peng Jing didn’t understand why, she still listened to her, calling for the remaining female disciples to follow.
She had already angered Cui Xian once when she fell into a trap earlier and pulled Cui Xian in with her. Fortunately, other cultivators had come by and rescued them; otherwise, Cui Xian would have certainly settled the score with her. She couldn’t afford to anger her again now.
Ning Jinyu rushed straight down from Huangshan, only to find several diverging paths. She had followed Song Qingyan on the way here, but now, looking closely, she truly didn’t know which way to go.
“Hey! Stop, you stop right there!”
A moment ago, she had been so preoccupied with her sorrowful escape that she hadn’t noticed the little tails behind her at all.
Ning Jinyu’s heart had calmed down a lot by now. She wondered suspiciously: Why are these people chasing me?
It was probably nothing good. Better run.
She looked at the messy, identical roads, randomly picked one, and continued forward. She was still in a hot-headed state, not even considering where this series of mistakes might lead her.
Behind her, a group of simple-minded people followed her single-mindedly into the Demon Realm.
A few greenhorns who didn’t know the way had charged straight into the Chongling Grand Canyon of the Demon Domain.
Ning Jinyu felt like she had walked a very long way and had finally shaken off those fools behind her.
But as she looked around, she felt lost and bewildered. The sky—why was it so gloomy, so familiar?
“Squeak squeak—”
“Chirp!”
“Hiss hiss hiss~”
Ning Jinyu’s heart pounded as she found a patch of grass to hide in. Why were there suddenly so many sounds of small animals?
The plants in this place grew with savage abandon. The weeds were not only dense but also tall. Aside from the wide main road, it would be difficult to find anyone hiding in the weeds, even if playing hide-and-seek.
And what was with the sky? Logically, after so much time had passed, why wasn’t it dark yet?
“Ahhhhhh!”
“There are actually human cultivators in the Demon Clan! Capture them and offer them as a sacrifice to the Wolf Demon King, jie jie jie!”
“Brothers, search again and see if there are any fish that escaped the net!”
“Yes.”
The commotion was behind her. Could it be Cui Xian and her group who had fallen into the trap?
Ning Jinyu shrank back, no longer caring about her image. She smeared some dirt from the ground onto her face and pulled over a large leaf from beside the grass patch to cover herself.
“You can’t see me, you can’t see me.”
She chanted silently in her heart, trembling as she squinted at the large, orderly troop approaching over there.
They were wolf-headed monsters!
Cui Xian and the others had their hands bound and were surrounded by several wolf-headed demons, crying as they walked.
They were being quite tough at this moment, surprisingly not begging for mercy. There were bloody marks on their bodies; they had probably been beaten.
Speaking of which, Ning Jinyu had run very fast. She had used a slope to take a detour and fly away on her sword to shake them off. She didn’t expect that not long after she had fled, the unlucky Cui Xian—who probably hadn’t even learned to fly on a sword yet in the Sword Sect—would run into demons.
The Wolf Demon Lin Ye walked at the very front, still finding it strange. “Lin Xun, have human cultivators grown tired of living? To think they actually dare to come to our Demon Clan.”
Lin Xun shouldered his weapon, shook his wolf head, and let out a cry, “Awooo~”
Thump! Lin Ye smacked him on the head and chided, “What are you howling for in broad daylight? Are you stupid!”
Lin Xun narrowed his eyes, sniffed the air, and licked his lips. “There’s the smell of blood.”
Lin Ye glanced at the five girls behind them, who had injuries of varying degrees, and said nonchalantly, “Of course there is. There’s so much of it.”
“It’s different.” Lin Xun transformed into his wolf form and, tall and powerful, darted into a patch of woods.
Lin Ye grumbled about his dog-like nose and gestured for the troop to keep moving forward. Lin Xun and he were warriors of the wolf clan, recognized by the Commander. He would definitely be able to catch up, so they wouldn’t wait.
Ning Jinyu’s escape was rather pathetic. Oh god, why did she have to get her period at a time like this! And of all places, it had to be not far from here.
No matter how fast she was, she couldn’t outrun a sprinting wolf.
“Big Brother, spare my life! I surrender!” Seeing no way out, Ning Jinyu’s face turned pale as she clutched her stomach and squatted down.
Seeing this, Lin Xun transformed from his wolf form into a half-beast man and said in pleasant surprise, “It’s actually a Water Spiritual Root.”
Ning Jinyu was terrified just looking at his wolf face. Remembering all that had happened before, overcome with grief and frustration, she actually threw up.
Lin Xun watched her retch until she was out of breath, feeling both disgusted and hurt. No, seriously, she saw a handsome wolf like him and actually threw up?
Ning Jinyu still felt nauseous. She looked at the Wolf Demon with a trembling voice and said, “Big Brother, can you change to a human face? I feel like throwing up just looking at you.”
“…” Damn human cultivator. If this woman didn’t have a Water Spiritual Root and wasn’t decent-looking, he would definitely skin her and make a coat out of her hide!
Lin Xun completely transformed into his human form. His features were regular, not exactly handsome, with a rugged feel to them. The expression on his face was not pleasant.
“Alright, human. Come with me. If we don’t go now, the main troop will get far ahead.”
Ning Jinyu’s face was pale as she pleaded in a soft voice, “Big Brother, I can’t walk. Do you have a latrine here? I’ve got my monthly visitor and need to change my clothes.”
I don’t understand what you’re saying.
Lin Xun looked at the woman’s beautiful and pitiful expression, his gaze falling on the blood seeping through her skirt. Could she be seriously injured? Seeing her face so pale and bloodless, if she died, wouldn’t his efforts be for nothing?
He thought for a moment, then transformed completely into a wolf and crouched down. “Get on, quickly. I’ll take you to the Demon Palace now.”
“…” What Demon Palace? More like you want to go claim credit!
Ning Jinyu had nothing more to say. She held her sword and sluggishly climbed onto the wolf’s back, hoping she could find a sanitary napkin and change her clothes at the Demon Palace.
Today was just too unlucky.
Tears streamed down her face again.
The sprinting Lin Xun was thoroughly annoyed. This human was the most troublesome one he had ever met. Not only did she throw up at the sight of him, but along the way, she complained if he went too fast, pulled his beautiful wolf fur, and even used his fur to wipe her tears. It was simply outrageous.
Fortunately, he took a shortcut and finally arrived at the Demon Palace first, freeing himself.
The Commander of the Demon Clan, the Wolf King Yan Lang.
At that moment, he was embracing a beautiful fox demon beauty, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. When he heard the wolf guard’s announcement, his mood for flirting vanished completely.
Human cultivators, appearing in the Demon Clan?
They must be tired of living.
He went outside the castle with the fox beauty in his arms.
“Commander, this is the Water Spiritual Root female cultivator that Lin Ye and I captured in the Grand Canyon.”
A Water Spiritual Root.