Chapter 120

Qu Xirong and Hang Yunhe came over, discussing the matter of traveling together with them. Both Qu Xirong and Hang Yunhe felt that Yu Yi’s trip was not simple, so they had Qu Xirong follow them closely. As for the pretext, it was to worry about Yu Yi, this Little Junior Sister.

Qu Xirong’s heart had long been twisted with jealousy. Yu Yi was like a thorn in her eye and a dagger in her heart. She wished to get rid of her quickly.

But now Qu Xirong could only suppress her malicious thoughts. In the face of Song Pianxian’s invisible pressure, she was even more cautious than when facing Yu Yi alone, fearing she might reveal her true intentions.

She smiled and spoke kind words, carefully observing the reactions of the two, but heard Yu Yi respond without hesitation, “Senior Brother, Senior Sister, you’re worrying too much. I already have Pianxian with me. Why would I need two Nascent Soul cultivators to protect me? If other Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters knew, they might think I’m being too delicate.”

Someone who hadn’t even reached the Foundation Establishment stage, but insisted on accompanying Nascent Soul and Core Formation cultivators every step of the way, wasn’t that being delicate?

Upon hearing this, Qu Xirong became even more vigilant, sensing that they were not allowed to follow. Although she now felt that Yu Yi was not simple, based on past experience, Yu Yi usually listened to her and Hang Yunhe. But this time, her refusal was so decisive…

Qu Xirong’s mind raced, about to speak again, when she saw Yu Yi stick out her tongue and smile, saying, “But if Senior Brother and Senior Sister are worried about me, I can’t just ignore your concerns. Let Senior Brother accompany me. Senior Sister, your position in everyone’s heart is important, so you should patrol the small realm more often.”

Yu Yi’s smile was gentle and sweet, like a refreshing drizzle, as if it could flow directly into people’s hearts, forming a small puddle.

Qu Xirong still had doubts under such a smile, but Hang Yunhe was already dazed by the smile, readily agreeing, “That’s fine too. Junior Sister’s idea is thoughtful.”

He then looked at Song Pianxian, not concealing the admiration and praise in his eyes, his tone filled with meaningful compliments, “Being able to travel with Senior Sister Song, admiring her elegance, is truly an honor.”

Hang Yunhe’s voice was lowered, sounding deep and mellow. Yu Yi could see clearly from the side that his phoenix eyes were fixed on Song Pianxian, seeming hesitant to speak but actually quite deliberate.

But it must be said that Hang Yunhe had a good appearance and excellent cultivation, and he knew very well how to please female cultivators. Countless female cultivators harbored feelings for him.

At this moment, Qu Xirong saw Hang Yunhe’s attentive manner towards Song Pianxian, and her face turned green.

But she dared not explode.

Yu Yi chuckled lightly, her gaze shifting to Song Pianxian.

At this moment, Song Pianxian’s expression towards Hang Yunhe was indifferent, not even sparing him an extra glance. Instead, she took her own hand and headed towards the entrance of the small realm.

The small realm was about to open.

Yu Yi obediently followed her steps. Her pace was small, so Song Pianxian slowed down a bit to accommodate her.

Yu Yi lowered her head slightly, tucking her hair behind her ears and smiling.

So, what would it be like for Song Pianxian and Hang Yunhe to get along?

She was looking forward to it.

But this was not her main purpose for this trip. It could only be said—it was incidental, a test for the puppet.

Her main goal was still on Tang Miao.

Tang Miao’s situation was indeed bizarre. During this period of time, Yu Yi had inevitably heard others discussing his experiences in the small realm, causing her distress over the theft of the puppet.

The small realm had existed for a thousand years, dug up by countless disciples. Not to mention great opportunities, even rare spiritual herbs had become scarce. Yet, Tang Miao, an ordinary outer disciple, unexpectedly obtained the inheritance of a demonic cultivator inside.

Those who could leave behind an inheritance were all great figures, so what if he became a demonic cultivator? Many couldn’t help but feel envious. However, it was soon heard that Tang Miao refused to use the demonic energy within him for himself and soon perished.

After his demise, news spread from Shijue Academy, stating that in the great battle between righteousness and evil six thousand years ago, the Demon Queen fell in this mountainous area. Lingyun Sect was founded here, and to this day, the demonic cultivators had not been able to retrieve the Demon Queen’s remains.

The Demon Queen, the top demonic cultivator, was just one step away from ascending!

If it was indeed her inheritance, wouldn’t it be a straightforward path to immortality? For a while, everyone in the cultivation world cursed Tang Miao for his ignorance, wishing to replace him.

One’s poison is another’s honey. Since Tang Miao saw it as a calamity, he probably—wouldn’t mind if she used it herself.

Tang Miao was involved in a chance encounter in a battle at the southernmost end of the small realm. According to the domains assigned by the elders, Tang Miao had been active in the northern area in the past few days and would only go to the southern area in the next three days. Therefore, Yu Yi wasn’t in a hurry to find him. Instead, she took Song Pianxian and Hang Yunhe to explore the northern area carefully, as if searching for traces of the past.

It wasn’t until the time was right that they decided to go find the team looking for Tang Miao to act together.

Tang Miao had the command token with him, so the elders could directly see his location. When Song Pianxian brought Yu Yi over, they found the scene to be very lively.

In addition to the two squads from Lingyun Sect, there were also representatives from the Liu Yan Gate and the Xuanyu Sect, forming a three-party standoff. Shortly after their arrival, people from the Shijue Academy also arrived.

The disciples from the other three sects tensed up when they saw Song Pianxian and Hang Yunhe. The disciples from Lingyun Sect’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Tang Miao was the first to call out loudly, “Senior Sister Song.”

“Senior Sister Song is here. This ‘No Regrets’ Orchid must be ours, and the Dark Zealot Leopard will naturally not be a problem.”

“We need to be on guard against more than just demonic beasts.”

The Shijue Academy and Xuanyu Sect, who had grudges from the previous secret realm, both had unpleasant expressions, and they all summoned their elders to confront Song Pianxian.

The Liu Yan Gate followed closely behind for the treasure. The three factions vaguely formed an alliance to resist the only Nascent Soul stage entity here.

“These orchids are not just one plant. Will Lingyun Sect swallow them alone?”

“The Dark Zealot Leopard is just a seventh-grade demonic beast, nothing to worry about for Senior Sister Song. Don’t try to snatch it from us.”

The other two sects spoke relatively politely, but the Xuanyu Sect harbored resentment, especially a Nascent Soul cultivator with double serpent eyes. He looked towards the lowest-ranked, yet tightly guarded by Song Pianxian:

“Senior Song’s skills are impressive. Last time, she was able to protect Lingyun Sect entirely. But can this youngster beside you withstand a single blow?”

Song Pianxian paused, then glanced sideways at the man.

He chuckled twice, “Even if Senior Song made a mistake with a sword strike, it would be enough to kill her—ah—”

The voice of the serpent-eyed man abruptly stopped, followed by a piercing scream.

His body bent at an incredible angle, as if his dantian was being pulled, with faint sounds of bursting coming from his body, and his eyes seemed about to burst.

Everyone was horrified, their gazes focused on Song Pianxian.

Song Pianxian still stood there, her expression unreadable, her eyes cold, remaining in place.

Her only movement was to extend a fair hand, as if casually grasping something.

Meanwhile, the serpent-eyed Nascent Soul cultivator almost folded in half from his waist, accompanied by continuous shattering sounds, permeating the entire area with the scent of blood.

Everyone could imagine what the serpent-eyed Nascent Soul was enduring at this moment.

The spiritual energy was in chaos, as if wanting to break open the dantian, the Nascent Soul vibrated, tearing through flesh and meridians.

Finally, when the sound reached its peak, the serpent-eyed Nascent Soul’s body froze in midair, then fell straight to the ground, landing right beside the ‘No Regrets’ Orchid.

After emitting one last muffled sound, he lay motionless.

Everyone remained on guard, waiting, but none of the Nascent Souls on the other side escaped from their dantians or attempted to possess others, which brought relief but also deeper fear—

Song Pianxian could even destroy Nascent Souls without mercy, leaving no chance of survival!

On the side of Lingyun Sect, Tang Miao was also stunned. Senior Sister Song had always been good-natured, and he never expected her to be so merciless when provoked.

Song Pianxian withdrew her hand without even looking at the pile of dead flesh on the ground. Her gaze was stern as she looked directly at the three sects, especially the Xuanyu Sect, which dared to threaten her with Yu Yi. Her voice was icy and filled with killing intent:

“Offending my master, this is the consequence.”

A dead silence fell.

Not a sound from the birds, even the wind ceased.

Between their encirclement, countless black insects crawled down from the ‘No Regrets’ Orchid, covering the serpent-eyed Nascent Soul like black water flooding over him. After just a moment or two, a faint fragrance of orchids emanated from it—

The ‘No Regrets’ Orchid was about to bloom.

This was the moment the four sects were waiting for.

The hidden companion demon beast, the Blackmarsh Leopard, was also waiting for this moment.

Song Pianxian took a step forward, positioning herself completely in front of Yu Yi.

She couldn’t afford to relax even a bit. As Xuanyu Sect said, she wasn’t afraid of anything, but Yu Yi was here.

Despite having spiritual treasures to protect her, Yu Yi’s blood was not easy to sustain. Even if it could hold out for a moment, leaving Yu Yi to fend for herself, Song Pianxian couldn’t trust inanimate objects.

Song Pianxian’s tall figure blocked Yu Yi firmly. Yu Yi stared at the golden-red robe in front of her and activated her protective spiritual treasure, whispering softly:

“The spirit medicine is ripening fast. You don’t need to worry about me. Let go and do what you need to.”

“I still have spiritual treasures, and Senior Brother Hang can also protect me.”

Song Pianxian nodded slightly. If possible, she didn’t want to leave Yu Yi’s side for even half a step. Entrusting her to others was the best option for now.

Song Pianxian glanced at Hang Yunhe. “Take care of Yu Yi.”

Hang Yunhe hurriedly assured her, repeatedly telling Song Pianxian to rest assured.

The moment Hang Yunhe nodded, the elders of the three sects exchanged glances and attacked Song Pianxian together!

Song Pianxian led them away, otherwise those fierce attacks would land on Yu Yi, draining her blood.

The six Nascent Soul experts joined forces, even Song Pianxian had to focus on dealing with them, guarding against any unexpected mishaps.

She released her divine sense to check on Yu Yi. Hang Yunhe stood in front of her, protecting her with sword qi, his spiritual treasure shield solid. Even Tang Miao, leaving aside other opponents, carefully protected Yu Yi’s side. Song Pianxian felt relieved, retracting her divine sense, and concentrating on dealing with the siege in front of her.

Solving these people quickly would bring Yu Yi back from the hands of others.

Song Pianxian stretched her neck and became more ruthless in her actions.

There were many disciples on the ground, fighting in chaos.

In the cultivation world, it was well-known that Yu Yi was Song Pianxian’s substitute puppet, so all three sects wanted to kill her.

If Yu Yi died, Song Pianxian would die too.

The disciples of Lingyun Sect worked together to block, and the battlefield gradually expanded with Yu Yi at the center.

Continuous howls and roars echoed, blades clashed incessantly.

In the area guarded by Hang Yunhe and Tang Miao, Yu Yi, supported by spiritual treasures, stood on tiptoe, overlooking Song Pianxian’s direction in the sky, with a calm expression.

She waited and saw an elder use his life treasure, the Locking Spirit Pearl, to trap Song Pianxian, attempting to confine her divine sense and isolate her divine sense attacks.

With this, Song Pianxian should not be able to “see” her small movements, right?

Yu Yi looked at the ‘No Regrets’ Orchid emitting its fragrance.

This demonic grass.

Had no one ever wondered why there were always one or two extraordinary treasures appearing whenever the ‘Realm of Microperception’ opened, without exception?

This was bait that drew everyone in.

As if sensing Yu Yi’s gaze, the ‘No Regrets’ Orchid swayed gracefully.

The fragrance became increasingly strong and sweet with its movements, unlike the clear orchid, but rather quite bewitching.

—The orchid has ripened.

At this moment, seemingly influenced by the orchid’s allure, the attacks of the people became even more intense. The Xuanze Leopard, which had been hiding, also joined the fray, tearing apart a Foundation Establishment disciple.

A seventh-grade demonic beast was equivalent to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. With the Nascent Soul cultivators fighting in the sky, these disciples on the ground were utterly powerless against the Xuanze Leopard.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

Tang Miao shielded Yu Yi behind him, nervously saying, “Senior Sister, don’t be afraid. With me here, I won’t let you get hurt.”

However, Hang Yunhe said, “Yu Yi, how long can your spiritual treasure last? Hurry up and let me in too.”

“Let you in too?” Yu Yi repeated with interest, but didn’t even look at Hang Yunhe, her eyes fixed on the Xuanze Leopard.

“Quickly,” Hang Yunhe urged, “if I get injured, who will protect you?”

“Tang Miao,” Yu Yi said casually.

Hang Yunhe scoffed, “He’s just a mere Golden Core cultivator.”

Golden Core.

Do you know, this Xuanze Leopard doesn’t even regard you. It came here just for that Golden Core.

Yu Yi watched as the Xuanze Leopard mercilessly slaughtered disciples while casting cold, golden eyes towards their direction—more precisely, towards Tang Miao by her side.

Perhaps sensing the beast’s gaze, Hang Yunhe, thinking he might be the next target, urged more urgently, “Yu Yi, don’t forget I’m your Senior Brother! This is not the time to be stubborn. Why aren’t you listening?”

Only then did Yu Yi look at him and at the Hongxue Sword in his hand, the spiritual treasure her mother had given to Hang Yunhe.

A Heaven-grade spiritual treasure, usable even by a Nascent Soul cultivator, capable of injuring Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

She smiled lightly, “How could I forget?”

How could she forget Hang Yunhe’s act of betrayal?

The Xuanze Leopard was dropping another corpse and heading their way.

Yu Yi reached out towards Hang Yunhe’s hand holding the sword.

Thinking she was going to lead him into the spiritual treasure, Hang Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Luckily you understand… Yu Yi?”

His eyes widened, incredulous, “You… why would you do this?”

Yu Yi calmly took his hand and, with the cold gleam of the Hongxue Sword, slashed at her own spiritual treasure shield.

Yu Yi let go of his hand, smiling at him, but her voice sounded panicked and chaotic, “Senior Brother? What are you doing!”

Tang Miao, who had been focused on the Xuanze Leopard, turned around at the sound, seeing the broken spiritual treasure caused by the Hongxue Sword, his eyes widened in anger, “Hang Senior Brother! How could you do this to Senior Sister!”

“Senior Sister! Quickly, use your blood to support the shield. The demonic beast is coming!”

The battlefield changed in an instant. In an unnoticed corner, Yu Yi’s spiritual treasure was broken by Hang Yunhe.

The scene of fellow disciples fighting each other froze the battlefield for a moment. Even those who noticed this tiny detail at this moment doubted their own eyes. How could Yu Yi, a mere Qi Refiner, break her own spiritual treasure?

But now, none of this mattered.

In the next moment, disciples from the three sects were desperately trying to kill Yu Yi, while Lingyun Sect disciples struggled to hold them back.

Song Pianxian’s breath stopped for a moment, and with a surge of spiritual power, she broke through all the Nascent Soul cultivators, about to rush back to Yu Yi’s side—

But it was not as fast as the Xuanze Leopard.

Like a shadow, the Xuanze Leopard knocked Yu Yi and Tang Miao onto the Unregretful Orchid. Amidst the sweet fragrance of the orchid, their figures faded away together, until they completely disappeared.

Song Pianxian’s figure froze in mid-air halfway through her charge.

What Yu Yi left for herself in the end was a pair of bewildered, tearful eyes.

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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