Yaoguang Fairy Path

Ye Shuyao's eyes flashed with satisfaction and teasing as she watched the scene in the field leisurely and contentedly - Murong Qing was forced to retreat again and again by Bingbing's nimble figure, looking in a miserable state, especially with scars all over his body, which made her very satisfied.

"Damn it! This woman is so difficult to deal with." Murong Qing's face turned pale, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. He gritted his teeth and began to burn his blood. He formed seals with his hands, and gathered all the spiritual power in his body in his palms. He pushed suddenly, and the solid formation was hit by a shocking crack. Light splashed and the space trembled.

"Want to run? No way!" Ye Shuyao curled up a cold smile and then released the demon puppet. It was like a beast from the abyss, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

The demon puppet let out a roar, and its body flashed, turning into a dazzling lightning, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Murong Qing.

Seeing this, Murong Qing's face changed drastically and he swallowed his saliva. Cold sweat broke out on his back. What kind of monster is this? It's so fast. I must do my best to escape.

But after just a few breaths, Murong Qing was hit by the sharp claws of the demon puppet, and his body was thrown out by the huge force, and hit heavily on an ancient tree, with branches and leaves flying and dust rising everywhere.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Murong Qing's throat, staining his clothes red. He stared sharply at Ye Shuyao and the demon puppet that attacked again not far away.

It seems that I am going to fail today. I am really unwilling to accept this! Murong Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, even if I die, I will make you pay a price!" Murong Qing gritted his teeth, quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out two precious soul-resurrecting pills from the storage ring, and swallowed them into his stomach without hesitation. The pills melted in his mouth, and a powerful spiritual power instantly poured into his body, as if injecting him with a new vitality.

Murong Qing roared angrily, and the spiritual power in his body surged again. Murong Qing held the long sword in his hand, and his body suddenly jumped up, like a wounded tiger, and pounced on the demon puppet. As the long sword was swung, the sword light was like a weave, and with the sound of breaking through the air, it collided with the demon puppet's iron-hard body, stirring up waves of air.

The demon puppet roared and brandished its pitch-black claws. Every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar. The attacks of both sides became more and more fierce, and the entire dense forest seemed to be shaken by the aftermath of the battle.

Just as Murong Qing dodged the attack by turning sideways, the demon puppet spotted his weakness and suddenly accelerated towards him.

Murong Qing's heart tightened, and he wanted to dodge again but was powerless. He could only watch as the demon puppet's dark claws cut through the sky and headed straight for his chest.

"No--!" The fear on Murong Qing's face gradually grew. He didn't even have the chance to self-destruct. He could only let out a desperate roar, but his voice was soon drowned out by the deafening roar of the demon puppet. Its sharp claws were like the scythe of the god of death, mercilessly penetrating his body's protective spiritual power and piercing deeply into his body.

He felt an unprecedented pain, and Murong Qing's Nascent Soul trembled violently under the sharp claws of the demon puppet, as if it would break at any time.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Murong Qing's Nascent Soul was completely shattered under the sharp claws of the demon puppet, turning into points of spiritual light and dissipating between heaven and earth. His body fell down powerlessly, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair, and the fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment.

Ye Shuyao had a slight smile on her face as she slowly approached the corpse like a ghost. She cleared out all the items from Murong Qing's storage ring and the ice-blue flame in her hand surged towards the corpse like a poisonous snake, intending to destroy the body.

"Hahaha, it feels so good!" Ye Shuyao brushed the dust off her hands, a smug smile on her face, like a blooming flower.

He turned around and glanced at the demon puppet behind him, and said proudly: "Let's go!"

The demon puppet nodded slightly, and followed Ye Shuyao into the darkness like a loyal guard.

In Zhaoyang City, the moonlight is as bright as a silver thread. Murong's residence is quiet and profound. An unusual figure is moving quietly. Ye Shuyao's mouth corners are slightly raised, revealing a row of big white teeth, which is particularly eye-catching in the night.

"Bingbing, look at my outfit, isn't it unique? Haha, we are going to make a fortune again tonight." Ye Shuyao chuckled, rubbed her hands, and there was a cunning flash in her eyes.

In the moonlight, the little face that was deliberately painted sallow looked extremely strange in the interweaving of light and shadow.

She crouched down, following the treasure-hunting rat at a close distance, moving freely in the complex layout of Murong Mansion, like a ghost in the night.

"Master, your outfit... well, it's indeed unique, but it's really eye-catching." Bingbing's voice sounded in Ye Shuyao's mind. Its gorgeous wings covered its small eyes, and it was trying hard to hold back its laughter.

"I'm just trying to sneak in. We've been waiting for three days without any chance. After all, the Murong family is one of the four major families and is heavily guarded. How can it be so easy to get in?" Ye Shuyao impatiently tugged at the tight cook's dress on her body, her brows furrowed, as if every inch of the fabric was against her.

The treasure-hunting rat stopped at the gate of a courtyard, made a chirping sound, dug a hole under the door, and crawled in.

Seeing this, Ye Shuyao took out another invisibility talisman from her bosom and stuck it on her body. She moved and jumped onto the crooked tree at the gate of the yard like a ghost. She clung to the trunk and used the dense branches and leaves to cover her body. Her sharp eyes stared at the movements in the yard through the gaps.

In the courtyard, the lights flickered, illuminating many young and slightly unruly faces. Several guarding disciples sat around a table filled with fine wine and delicious food.

"Hey, have you heard? There has been some movement in the Second Elders' Council recently. It is said that Murong Qing is missing, and some disciples said that he took people to the Monster Forest!" A disciple said excitedly, with gossip gleaming in his eyes.

"Oh? Really? The Monster Forest is extremely dangerous, but Murong Qing's strength is already one of the best in the family. How could he disappear?" Another disciple widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this.

"Didn't that unruly young lady Murong Xue get crippled a few days ago? She was crippled openly on the streets of Zhaoyang City. Maybe Murong Qing went there to seek revenge for his junior sister. In my opinion, this young lady deserves it. She is absolutely despised by everyone." The third disciple took over the conversation with a tone full of sarcasm.

"Tsk tsk, if he failed to seek revenge and was killed instead, his disappearance would be understandable. It's a pity that the family lost such a strong man." An elderly disciple said, shaking his head.

"That's true. But then again, the Murong family's security is getting stricter and stricter. We feel much more tired than before on patrol these days." A slightly tired disciple complained, reaching out to rub his sore shoulder.

"Haha, who knows? But then again, we should be grateful for this job. At least we can enjoy such good food and wine, right?" Another disciple laughed and patted his shoulder, and the atmosphere became lively again.

While they were chatting and laughing, Ye Shuyao squatted on the crooked tree at the gate of the courtyard, taking in all of this. "I'm also very grateful that you can drink so happily. If you don't let your guard down, how can I steal your house?"