Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 101

The Primordial Serpent sensed that Yinglong might be trying to conceal a secret.

“Yinglong, you rest now. I will handle what comes next.” The Primordial Serpent’s golden eyes turned towards Feng Qingran, who stood at the exit of the illusion.

The Feng Qingran before him now was utterly different from the one who had entered the illusion.

She was clad in red robes, her eyes like ice over deep water, her red lips slightly curved, a sharp edge fully revealed, and her entire being exuded a chilling aura.

The Primordial Serpent’s eyes turned golden, and two beams of golden light fell upon Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran’s expression faltered momentarily as she stood rooted to the spot, a flash of confusion passing through her eyes.

A moment later,

her almond-shaped eyes regained their clarity, sparkling brightly.

She bowed towards the void and said clearly, “Senior Yinglong, this junior has left the Barren Lands. Please come out so we may meet.”

The Primordial Serpent sighed softly. “Yinglong, I have erased her memories of the Labyrinthine Illusion. The rest is up to you.”

After speaking, the Primordial Serpent soared into the air and vanished.

Yinglong flew before Feng Qingran, his gaze stern and imposing.

Seeing Yinglong, joy appeared on Feng Qingran’s face as she said respectfully, “Senior Yinglong.”

“Well done,” Yinglong said, his eyes complex. He blew out a wisp of breath. “This is the clue to the Ancestral Dragon’s artifact. I await your good news.”

The breath drifted to Feng Qingran’s side and merged into her sea of consciousness.

After receiving the memory within her consciousness, Feng Qingran declared firmly, “Senior Yinglong, I will definitely bring Senior Dragon Emperor to see you.”

Yinglong spoke earnestly, “Little one, in all things, hold true to your heart and tread your path well.”

“What is past cannot be retrieved. Do not remain trapped in the past, or the road ahead may become even more difficult.”

Having said this, Yinglong disappeared.

A trace of puzzlement entered Feng Qingran’s almond eyes. What was Senior Yinglong hinting at?

Feng Qingran shook her head, deciding not to dwell on it.

Having obtained the clue she sought, she needed to grow stronger quickly.

“Passing through the Barren Lands should lead to the Land of Idyllic Beauty, right?”

Feng Qingran pinched her chin, her eyes sparkling. “Even if I enter the Land of Idyllic Beauty, I cannot slack off. I still need to temper my body!”

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Three days later.

Feng Qingran’s starry eyes shone like spring blossoms as she gazed at the scene before her: the captivatingly beautiful roses, the peerlessly elegant peonies, the brilliantly glowing sunflowers…

When she had seen these flowers in paintings, she had fallen in love with them.

Now, seeing them in reality, she found them even more beautiful than in the pictures.

Each flower possessed a soul-stirring, mesmerizing allure.

Feng Qingran resisted the urge to pick them, desperately telling herself that these were planted by someone else.

Creak!—

A courtyard gate opened in the distance.

A man dressed in white stepped out.

The man was tall and upright, his entire being spotlessly clean. His eyes were clear and bright like the first snow, a touch of warmth within their coolness.

“Guest, have you taken a liking to any?” The man’s movements appeared elegant and refined, like a clear breeze under a bright moon.

Feng Qingran’s eyes widened.

Among all the men she had ever seen, he was the only one who could be mentioned in the same breath as her Seventh Senior Brother.

Her Seventh Senior Brother exuded an air of noble refinement, while this man possessed an untrammeled, carefree grace.

“Are these flowers for sale?” Feng Qingran’s eyes were clear and transparent, her brows and eyes filled with a sweet smile.

“They are a gift for the guest. You may pick them as you wish.” The man’s lips curved slightly, his smile like the morning sun rising amidst the first snow.

“N-No… One shouldn’t accept unearned rewards.” Feng Qingran didn’t believe in free lunches.

The man’s gaze was clear and gentle. He glanced a few times behind Feng Qingran before looking back at her.

Feng Qingran’s almond eyes darted around curiously. “Why are all the sunflowers here red? And why does this garden only have flowers of three colors?”

“The sunflowers are red because the nourishment they are fed is red,” the man said, inviting Feng Qingran into the courtyard.

Unable to resist her curiosity, Feng Qingran followed him inside. How could she pass up such a perfect place to rest?

After Feng Qingran entered,

the man glanced once more into the distance before closing the gate.

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“Oh no, oh no! Qi noticed us!” The Great Phoenix’s voice was full of panic.

“Yingzhao, let’s go back. This is Qi’s territory. Are you trying to get us all killed?” the Nine-Headed Bird shrilly suggested.

Yingzhao was nonchalant. “Go back for what? There’s another group over there also sneaking a peek. If we die, we die together, that’s all.”

The Zhu Yan trembled all over. “Big Brother is right! Anyway, that bunch of fools like Qiongqi is here too. What are we afraid of!”

“Zhu Yan! Are you seeking death?!” Qiongqi roared angrily, deliberately lowering its voice, afraid of disturbing the person in the distant courtyard.

It still hadn’t avenged the humiliation it suffered in the illusion!

It had followed here precisely to get revenge on Feng Qingran. Outside the illusion, Feng Qingran was nothing!

The Zhu Yan hid behind Yingzhao. “Come and hit me if you dare! I’m not afraid of you! I saw you getting beaten by Feng Qingran so badly you couldn’t get up! And the Great Ox turning into a pig…”

Boom!—

Qiongqi spat a breath towards the Zhu Yan’s direction.

It directly blasted a crater in the ground!

Fortunately, Yingzhao and the Zhu Yan dodged quickly, or they would have been blown to dust.

Yingzhao trembled with anger. “Qiongqi, if you want to die, don’t drag us down! And you, Zhu Yan… Must you run your mouth and provoke it?”

The Zhu Yan shrunk its neck, not daring to speak.

It really wanted to say that with this commotion, Qi would only notice Qiongqi, not them.

Only the two Wyverns hid behind the pack of fierce beasts, silent, looking ready to flee at any moment.

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Meanwhile,

Feng Qingran held the teacup handed to her by Qi, not daring to take a sip.

Why did this thing look so much like it was made from a skull?