Half an hour after Baili Xuanqing and the Third Elder left.
Baili Xuanqing suddenly returned to the original spot. After observing the surroundings carefully, his eyes darkened as he took out a formation disk.
The formation disk landed on the ground, stirring up a gust of strong wind.
Within a few breaths, the wind stopped.
Baili Xuanqing raised his hand, and the formation disk returned to his palm.
He glanced at the formation disk a few times, his eyes settling into calmness. He then put away the formation disk and turned to leave.
After Baili Xuanqing left.
A voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere.
“Junior Sister, he won’t come back again, will he?”
“No, he won’t.”
Receiving a firm answer, Ning Shiyue tore off the talisman paper on her body.
“Phew! Junior Sister, thank goodness you had invisibility talismans. Otherwise, we’d definitely be done for.” Ning Shiyue patted her chest. The thought of almost being caught by Baili Xuanqing just moments ago sent a shiver down her spine even now.
“Junior Sister, do you think Baili Xuanqing has a tracking talisman? The way he acted just now, he was clearly sure someone was here. Looks like we need to be even more careful going forward.” Ning Shiyue rambled on, then noticed she hadn’t heard Feng Qingran’s reply.
Ning Shiyue asked in confusion, “Junior Sister, what’s wrong? Why do you look so listless?”
“Fifth Senior Sister, I’m out of invisibility talismans. From now on, I guess we’ll just have to trust our own luck and go our separate ways, okay?” Feng Qingran said with a look of complete resignation.
Ning Shiyue’s mouth twitched. “Junior Sister, are you… possessed too?”
Feng Qingran shook her head seriously. “Fifth Senior Sister, I’m serious. They say every man for himself when trouble strikes…”
If Ning Shiyue stayed with her from now on, she might lose the opportunities that were rightfully hers.
Because just during their escape earlier, Feng Ci had told Feng Qingran some unfortunate news.
Wan Ling could break out of its shell at any moment!
Even if she hadn’t formed a contract with Wan Ling, just having Wan Ling by her side would bring her bad luck!
This misfortune would only end once she found a lucky stone…
Ning Shiyue placed her jade-like hand on Feng Qingran’s forehead. “Junior Sister, you don’t have a fever. What’s really going on with you?”
“It’s… a long story. Anyway, Fifth Senior Sister, just stay away from me, otherwise you’ll encounter misfortune…” Feng Qingran said gloomily.
Ning Shiyue: …
She still thought the idea that Feng Qingran was possessed was more believable!
“Woman, actually, you don’t need to rush. As long as you help me get that thing, I’ll have the ability to find the lucky stone’s whereabouts.” Unable to bear watching anymore, Feng Ci sent her a telepathic message.
Wan Ling itself wasn’t what caused Feng Qingran’s bad luck.
Rather, Wan Ling carried a curse. Anything that got close to it would be affected by the curse and become incredibly unlucky.
This curse was specially created by Wan Ling’s mother to protect it.
Because becoming Wan Ling’s contractor came with countless benefits.
This led to countless gods trying to obtain Wan Ling by any means necessary.
Wan Ling’s mother used a counterintuitive approach, turning Wan Ling from something gods fought over into something they desperately avoided.
As time passed, Wan Ling was simply ignored.
Otherwise, given Wan Ling’s identity as the master of all things, how could it have ever fallen into Feng Qingran’s lap?
Feng Qingran knew none of this.
At that moment, she was just rolling her eyes and sending a telepathic reply to Feng Ci. “Feng Ci, have you ever heard the phrase ‘pulling a hair from a tiger’s mouth’?”
After replying to Feng Ci, Feng Qingran looked up to meet Ning Shiyue’s concerned gaze. Her mind raced, knowing she had to find a way to convince her Fifth Senior Sister to leave first.
“Fifth Senior Sister, let’s go our separate ways and meet again at the top.” Feng Qingran said seriously, pointing towards the highest peak in the Bear Tiger Ridge.
Ning Shiyue: …
Her junior sister was great, but sometimes she just suddenly lost it!
Ning Shiyue thought about how Feng Qingran seemed perfectly normal whenever Mo Jinghong was around.
Ning Shiyue said caringly, “Junior Sister, let’s go find Seventh Junior Brother. He has quite a few elixirs.”
“That’s a good idea. I’ll go find Seventh Senior Brother. Fifth Senior Sister, please take care of yourself.”
Feng Qingran solemnly patted Ning Shiyue’s shoulder, casually shoved a large pile of defensive magical artifacts into her arms, and then turned without hesitation to leave.
Just as Ning Shiyue was about to speak.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Qingran was gone.
Ning Shiyue: With a junior sister like this, there’s never a dull moment.
Ning Shiyue could only turn around and leave to seek her own opportunities.
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After Ning Shiyue left.
Feng Qingran reappeared.
She took out the map of Bear Tiger Ridge. “Feng Ci, what is it you want?”
“A sapling. Hurry up and go. I’m worried it might get trampled to death if we’re late. Its presence is getting weaker and weaker.” Feng Ci urged.
“Be more specific!” Feng Qingran hated it when people only said half of what they meant.
“It might be a Primordial Tree seed…” Feng Ci’s tone carried a hint of guilt.
It wasn’t even sure if it was a Primordial Tree seed!
“What!? Say that again?” Feng Qingran’s almond-shaped eyes widened. She felt like Feng Ci was just messing with her!
“A Primordial Tree sapling…” Feng Ci’s voice grew even quieter.
“Feng Ci, if you want me to go to my death, just say so!”
Feng Ci said tremblingly, “You… do you know something?”
Most cultivators, just hearing the word “Primordial,” would be completely entranced and wouldn’t even consider whether the statement was true or not.
Only someone who knew the truth about the Primordial Tree seed would react the way Feng Qingran did.
The Primordial Tree was born when the universe first opened, serving as the boundary tree that maintained heaven and earth. It was also known as the Bodhi Tree.
