Cold Clouds

The scepter that the Jinwu tribe sent to Lin Xiaoxiao has arrived.

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned at the fancy scepter. What is this? My peripheral? Isn't there any spiritual power reaction at all?

At least give me something useful...Isn't this just a nice-looking broken stick?

On the other hand, on the Jinwu tribe side, several old men and women gathered together to discuss.

"No... the way I see it, that scepter is nothing more than a pretty thing, right? If I have to say, it is relatively sturdy, but only relatively sturdy for ordinary people. After building a solid foundation, one should be able to bend that thing easily, right?" A hunchbacked old man spoke with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Hey, second brother, who is Empress Wanyou? She is a powerful being who is half a step away from refining the void! We can't understand her magic weapon!" A white-haired old lady spoke while wiping the flying knife in her hand.

"But..." The hunchbacked old man hesitated, "What if that thing is not the magic weapon of Empress Wanyou? Wouldn't we have sent a broken iron rod over?"

The scene fell into silence. After a long while, a skinny old man spoke up to break the deadlock: "It's okay. Didn't Empress Wanyou say anything yet? That means there's no problem!"

"And think about that scepter. It's about a foot long, silver-grey in color, dotted with gold and jade. The body of the scepter is engraved with taotie patterns, and the head of the scepter is like a sickle with flame patterns engraved on it. When it's small, it looks like a scepter. If you enlarge it, it's a sickle that takes people's lives!"

After returning to Medicine King Valley, Lin Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh~ This thing is quite useful."

Lin Xiaoxiao took the scepter and cut off a cabbage: "Not bad, very sharp."

Song Hanyun watched from the side, took the cabbage handed to him by Lin Xiaoxiao and took a bite.

Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to suddenly remember something and asked Song Hanyun: "How did you get injured at that time?"

After Song Hanyun was able to stand up, Lin Xiaoxiao went to ask Ye Lan, who looked at her in surprise and said, "You don't know?"

I came here to ask because I don't know... And Ye Lan answered this question and left directly. Lin Xiaoxiao has been wondering, but always forgets to ask.

"Ah? That is..." Song Hanyun scratched his cheek, "You were sealed by that demon, and I chopped him off."

"Ah?" Lin Xiaoxiao was shocked. Has this person always been so brave?

"You almost died!" Lin Xiaoxiao put down the sickle (scepter) in her hand, shocked by these words.

“Uh… I actually did this because I was sure that I wouldn’t die.” Song Hanyun felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. “Sect Master Luo was there at the time, and Sect Master Qin was on his way, too. I just needed to delay it for a while…”

"Don't worry, I won't die easily," Song Hanyun said seriously, "I still have a sword hidden. If I use that sword, I will die and the enemy will die too."

"Wow... Do you think I will forgive you for disrespecting your own life just because of what you said?" Lin Xiaoxiao stood up, tiptoed and knocked on Song Hanyun's head, frowning.

Why do I feel like these words from Song Hanyun are a bit like déjà vu?

"I won't do that next time...hahaha..." Song Hanyun laughed dryly and scratched his head.

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Song Hanyun, then squatted back and continued cutting vegetables.

"But I don't regret it." Song Hanyun said softly. Lin Xiaoxiao trembled, cut a vegetable, and didn't look back, as if she didn't hear it.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao had her back to Song Hanyun, her face flushed. She remembered where Song Hanyun's words had appeared before.

In the original book, when Song Hanyun rescued Ye Lan and was blamed for being too reckless, he said something similar.

[“I have more than one person to protect, so I won’t use the last sword just for a few people,” Song Hanyun looked at Ye Lan and smiled, “but you are the one I want to protect the most, so I don’t regret it this time.”]

"No way?" Lin Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva, looked back at Song Hanyun's back as he walked away, and murmured in a low voice, "It should be just because of my relationship with Ye Lan, okay? That should be it?"

Lin Xiaoxiao, previous life love experience: 0.

Speaking of which...I haven't seen Ye Lan recently.

At this time, Ye Lan was happily working in the wild, practicing in the mountains, picking spiritual plants, killing monsters, and saving passers-by.

More than ten days passed like this. With the help of Li Tianyuan's cheat, Ye Lan, who had reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, was gradually rumored by passers-by to be the mountain god. Li Tianyuan was quite satisfied with this, but Ye Lan was very dissatisfied with the fact that they reported that she had an ugly face because she went out wearing a black gauze hat.

"I have always heard that there is a mountain god in Wuwang Mountain, so I came here specifically to ask for advice." A man in silver clothes walked to the foot of the mountain. His voice spread throughout the mountains and naturally reached Ye Lan's ears.

"Mr. Li..." Ye Lan raised her eyebrows and pulled the sword out of the body of a monster.

"Hmm... He is a half-step god." Li Tianyuan sent a telepathic message to Ye Lan, "With the magic weapon you have now, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat him."

"Well, let's use it to practice." Ye Lan took out a big knife from the mustard bag.

This sword is called Tiansha Sword. It is about two feet long from the blade to the handle. There are nine holes on the blade and nine rings passing through it. The handle and the blade tip are made of the crystal marrow of fire born thousands of feet underground. The blade tip is carved into the shape of a tiger head. The blade is made of ten thousand year old dragon flame steel and is engraved with a flying tiger pattern. The whole sword is inspired by the essence and blood of the Tiansha Black Tiger.

Ye Lan put on a black gauze hat, walked up to the man in silver clothes and looked him over.

Under a pair of sword-like eyebrows are a pair of starry eyes, with a handsome face and chivalrous spirit, a touch of thin lips showing a slightly bloody color, a silver robe with half-long silver hair, as if he was a banished immortal from the sky, with a gorgeous long sword at his waist.

Well, she looks okay.

Ye Lan held up the Heavenly Blade and pointed it at the man in silver clothes: "Tell me your name."

"I am a casual cultivator, Long Tianchen," the man in silver clothes drew out his long sword and bowed slightly, "Please teach me."

Ye Lan stomped her foot on the ground, rushed forward suddenly, and slashed at Long Tianchen's head with a knife.

Long Tianchen reacted immediately and stepped back, narrowly avoiding the knife. Just kidding, the quality of that Nine-Ring Knife was no less than his own Xue Yu Knife. If he took it head-on, he would only suffer.

Moreover, Ye Lan has not used her spiritual power yet.

Long Tianchen, who didn't sense any spiritual energy from the other party at all, was reminded in his heart and became a little nervous.

Ye Lan looked very relaxed. She raised her hand to block Long Tianchen's counterattack and punched him in the face with her backhand.

Long Tianchen kowtowed and hit him back.

Ye Lan took two steps back, looked at her fist, and then looked at Long Tianchen's forehead.

Who is this? The Iron-Headed Kid? His head is so hard!

All right, wait for me! Ye Lan, who had fought against many monsters in Wuwang Mountain, was furious. She bit her back teeth and clenched the knife in her hand.

You little brat, if I don’t confuse you this time, I will write the name Ye Lan backwards!