Yaoguang Fairy Path

In the blink of an eye, Luo Yunhan's figure disappeared from the Xuanbing Cave without a trace...

In the Misty Forest, on the outskirts of the dense forest, a young man was working hard to lead the way. His eyes flashed with greed and cunning, like a shifty animal, with his eyeballs rolling around.

He thought to himself that if he could help the patriarch find the injured divine beast, it would be a great achievement. Then, he would surely be rewarded with the Foundation Establishment Pill he had longed for, and his status within the family would rise to a higher level.

The young man eagerly reported to the patriarch, "Patriarch, I just saw with my own eyes that there is indeed a phoenix undergoing a tribulation here, right here. I suspect it may have been injured and is now hiding. It's very likely nearby."

At that time, when he looked up, Ye Shuyao had just fallen into the purple bamboo forest, so the young man naturally thought that this was a sign that the divine beast Phoenix was undergoing a tribulation. However, when he hurried back to his family to report, Bingbing had disappeared without a trace.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a sinister look. He was wearing a navy blue robe and had a gloomy expression. Behind him followed a group of family members.

His eyes, like deep pools, gleamed with calculation. Suddenly, he gave the young man a sharp kick on the butt and shouted, "Hmph! Now that you know, why don't you hurry and find it! If someone else gets there first, I'll break your legs! The divine beast's tribulation just now caused quite a stir, so I'm sure the other families have already started taking action."

The young man was kicked so hard that he suddenly leaned forward and almost fell to the ground. He covered his butt in pain and kept saying, "Ouch! Yes, yes, I'll take someone to find it..."

Just after the young man quietly left with the five family disciples, Ling Zhihong suddenly heard a voice that he extremely hated.

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet Patriarch Ling here. I wonder what brings you here?"

Ling Zhihong turned around when he heard the voice and saw a man walking towards him leisurely.

The man was dressed in black, a striking family crest embroidered on his left shoulder, highlighting his noble status. His features were as hard as stone, and his sharp brows and eyes shone with an imposing heroic air. His right hand gripped the hilt of his sword, as if ready to draw it at any moment. He looked at Ling Zhihong with a half-smile, their eyes meeting in mid-air, sparking an indescribable spark.

Ling Zhihong's features looked even more sinister in the shadows. He forced a faint, slightly stiff smile and taunted, "Li Yunxiao, why are you pretending to be so noble with this patriarch? Of all you old fellows, you're the best at it. What? Your Li family also wants to get involved in the fight for this divine beast?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yunxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a playful smile curled up the corners of his mouth, and he responded, "Hey! Did Patriarch Ling eat garlic or gunpowder? As a cultivator, it's not good to be so hot-tempered. Besides, Patriarch Ling is wrong. Treasures are loved by everyone, and divine beasts are even rarer. If this divine beast has not yet been acquired, my Li family is naturally qualified to participate in the competition. What's the matter, Patriarch Ling, you want to stop me and wait before you get the divine beast?"

Li Yunxiao was secretly proud in his heart: This master of the family is here to make things difficult for you, no matter what you do, he likes to see the old dog Ling Zhihong looking like he can see but can't get rid of him, this feeling is really refreshing.

Li Yunxiao's eyes were deep. He did not reveal his fanatical desire for the divine beast, but his eyes flashed with the determination not to let the other three families get it easily.

He knew in his heart that anyone who could form a contract with a divine beast was no ordinary person, and even if he had the desire, he wouldn't have wanted to rob it. He suspected that the cultivator undergoing the thunder tribulation was likely a disciple from a major sect, particularly the Myriad Beasts Sect, renowned for its beast taming. This was his primary suspicion.

The head of the Ling family's face was gloomy and smoky. "Hmph! Then show us your true strength. I don't want to bother with an old man like you." After saying this, he put his hands behind his back and left with a group of disciples.

Ling Zhihong's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. He glared at Li Yunxiao angrily with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph! Then let's see who's the winner. I don't bother to argue with an old bastard like you!" After that, he put his hands behind his back and turned to leave with a group of disciples, with a bit of determination and dissatisfaction in his steps.

Li Yunxiao scoffed, as if everything was under his control. He casually instructed, "Xiangyan, take a few people with them and cause them some trouble if necessary." His words revealed a hint of cunning, as if he was offering a "goodwill" to the person undergoing the tribulation.

Xiangyan curled his thin lips slightly, he was already accustomed to such tasks.

He had a slender, upright figure, a healthy, tan complexion, sharp eyebrows, and a high nose bridge. His black suit only accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, making him look incredibly heroic. He nodded slightly and replied respectfully, "Yes, Master." Then, he quietly left with several of his disciples, disappearing into the night.

Li Yunxiao glanced at the excitement and curiosity on the young man's face and shook his head helplessly. Then he led the remaining disciples through the woods as leisurely as if strolling through a garden. Their steps were light, as if they were simply here for a stroll, enjoying the tranquility and harmony of nature.

As Li Yunxiao strolled leisurely in the garden, he gave his disciples instructions: "Little bastards, be gentle! Don't pluck all the rabbit's fur. This is a gift for your master's wife. If you pluck it ugly and make her unhappy, I will not be polite. I will punish you by sending you to the Monster Forest for training. You are not allowed to come back for three months."

His tone revealed a hint of pampering and teasing, which made the disciples feel a little warm even in the midst of tension.

The second disciple, Chu Mo, carefully held a spirit rabbit, with a hint of confusion on his face. He asked, "Master, if you catch so many spirit rabbits and bring them back, can Master's Wife really raise them all?"

Li Yunxiao chuckled and shook his head, his eyes full of doting: "What do you know? Your master's wife loves these small, fluffy spiritual beasts the most. Seeing these spiritual rabbits, her mood becomes particularly happy."

The third disciple, Qingfeng, gently held the third-level spirit rabbit he had just caught in his arms, with an aggrieved look on his face. He muttered, "Master, you scared us again. Every time you say you will punish us by sending us to the Monster Forest for training. I will go back and tell my master's wife to teach her a lesson." Although his voice was a bit complaining, it was more of a closeness and dependence on his master.

Li Yunxiao sighed softly upon seeing this, then slapped Qingfeng lightly on the forehead, his tone tinged with reproach: "Qingfeng, I told you to be gentler, but you've covered the rabbit's eyes so hard they're rolling back, haven't you noticed?" However, a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes, as if he was thinking: "Little bastard, your master can't handle you yet."

Qingfeng covered his forehead with his hands, his eyes flashing with a bit of cunning, and he shouted in a wronged manner: "Ouch! Master, you are too cruel. You really beat me stupid. What should I do? Master's wife will definitely feel sorry for me when she knows." There was a bit of playfulness in his words, as if he wanted to make the master happy in this way, and at the same time, it also added a bit of ease and humor to the whole scene.

Chu Mo and the others beside him had already found Qingfeng's aggrieved expression amusing, and now seeing the large green turtle on his face, with the tip of its tail almost touching his chin, made them burst into laughter even more. They all covered their mouths, their shoulders shaking, as if they were fighting against the laughter in their hearts.

Finally, Chu Mo couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing. His laughter flowed like a spring, instantly breaking the silence around him. Then, he burst into a hearty laugh, pointing at Qingfeng and shouting, "Hahahaha, Junior Brother, look at what's on your forehead!"

Before the laughter died down, Li Yunxiao's gaze shot towards Chu Mo like a sharp arrow, and he glared at this second disciple.

The look in his eyes seemed to be saying, "Chu Mo, if you dare to tell others about the turtle talisman I put on your junior brother's forehead, I will punish you." There was a hint of teasing in the threat, which instantly stopped Chu Mo's laughter. He quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would laugh out loud again.

Chu Mo thought to himself: This master with a bad taste, I dare not provoke him. The three of us have been often tricked by him since we were young, but my junior brother is always stupid and never learns his lesson. He felt helpless and amused.

Qingfeng was bewildered. He looked at his master and senior brother, then touched his forehead, puzzled: "There's nothing on my forehead. It's quite smooth..."

At this moment, two groups of people arrived from the other side. The two leaders walked side by side in front, followed by their respective disciples. They seemed to be oblivious to the situation here and walked straight ahead, adding a bit of liveliness and noise to the quiet forest.