The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Dawn was about to break, and only a few faint lights remained among the stars.

Emperor Qianlong glanced at the pale sky rising in the distance and said in a deep voice:

"Pack up and leave later."

"Oh, okay, senior." Meng Chun put the recliner and the neatly folded cloak on it into the storage ring on his index finger, and then prepared to put the warm jade in as well.

Emperor Zhao glanced at his actions and frowned slightly, "The warm jade can only nourish the body if it is carried with you."

"But this warm jade looks so precious. I'm afraid I'll lose it if I carry it with me."

Meng Chun looked at the palm-sized warm jade, which was tied with only a red rope. It looked like a bright pearl, and it was really hard to let go.

"Thousand-year-old blood silk is impervious to water and fire and is not easy to break. Just take it with you." Emperor Xu said in a calm tone.

"Oh, okay. But senior, what is a blood silkworm?" Meng Chun tied the warm jade around his waist and asked, "Is it the same as an ordinary silkworm?"

Emperor Qian glanced at the warm jade tied around his waist and said calmly, "Blood silkworms grow in places where heat and cold alternate. Their population is very small. They can still spin silk and make cocoons after a hundred years. Only the silk spun by a thousand-year-old blood silkworm can be impervious to water and fire."

"Ah?!" Meng Chun touched the red rope tied with warm jade around his waist. He never imagined that this inconspicuous rope had such a great origin.

"Isn't that more valuable than this jade?"

"It takes endless years for a fire vein to be born in an extremely hot place in the world. This warm jade is its companion spiritual object." Emperor Zhao walked to the side and sat down, explaining to Meng Chun in a calm tone.

"Since this warm jade is so rare, give it to me. What should I do when senior wants it?" Meng Chun looked at Di Qi with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I don't need this thing." After saying this, Di Qi glanced at Meng Chun.

Seeing the worry in his eyes, I just felt it was a bit strange. Just give him something to use, why ask so many questions.

Do not understand.

"Okay..." Meng Chun suddenly felt a little dispirited when he thought of her unfathomable cultivation. Didn't he need this thing because he was weak?

The seniors are not weak...

There was still some time before dawn, so Meng Chun added more firewood to the fire.

The two did not speak another word until the first rays of morning light appeared.

Meng Chun sat by the fire. His lower abdomen no longer hurt, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. The warm jade around his waist made his whole body warm, making him a little drowsy.

Emperor Qian looked up at the sky, stood up and prepared to ask Meng Chun to set off.

When she turned around, she saw the young man sitting there quietly, holding the cloak he had prepared for her in his arms, with Meng Chun's head resting lightly on the cloak.

The warm firelight shone on his fair face, and his curled eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids. The boy pursed his lips slightly and looked very good while sleeping.

"..."

Never mind, it will be the same if I leave later.

Meng Chun slept well this time. When he woke up, it was already bright outside.

He looked at the daylight in front of him with sleepy eyes, and suddenly woke up. It was over!

It’s already so bright!

Could it be that Senior has already left?!

Meng Chun stood up in a hurry, but his legs went numb and he stumbled. Fortunately, Di Zhao behind him used his spiritual power to support him.

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

Meng Chun turned around and saw that she was still there. The panic in his eyes disappeared instantly. He said with joy, "Senior, have you been waiting for me?"

“…Stand still.”

Upon hearing this, Meng Chun immediately stood up and used his spiritual power to circulate within his body, and the numbness in his legs disappeared instantly.

After seeing him standing firmly, Emperor Taishan withdrew his spiritual power to support him, "You need to be calm in the future and don't be anxious."

Meng Chun put the cloak in his arms into the storage ring and whispered, "I was afraid you didn't want me anymore... so I left alone while I was asleep."

"…" Dizha didn't want to answer him, but said in a cold tone: "It's getting late, let's go."

"okay."

The two men flew away on their swords, and the extinguished fire was the only proof that they had stayed here.

The two of them flew in the air with swords, and only after they passed through the mountains in front of them did they see some human habitation.

Suddenly, a group of people wearing purple ethnic costumes appeared in front of them. Di Qi and Meng Chun stopped quietly on a high tree.

The group consisted of three women, six men, and an old man in a purple robe.

The purple-robed old man said to the leading woman beside him, "Saintess, we still have some time to reach the Haoyue Secret Realm. Why do we have to go through this place?"

"Brother Puppet, this place is just the edge of the desolate mountains. With our strength, we are not afraid at all. Besides, taking this route can avoid encountering the other tribes early."

The leading girl spoke in a cold voice. She was wearing a dark purple dress, with bright and intricate silver ornaments as a foil. She looked pure and lovely, with an extremely conspicuous purple butterfly on her head.

"But... didn't the head of the family tell us not to..." Puppet Lao wanted to continue speaking when he was interrupted by the saint's unhappy voice.

"Kui Lao, since you are an elder of the clan, you know my importance in the clan. Since we are competing for the opportunity to enter the Haoyue Secret Realm, we should not confront those people for the time being."

As she finished speaking, a hint of cruelty flashed across the Saintess's eyes. "Who knows what will happen to the disciples of the clan on that road?"

Those people always like to do things behind the scenes.

"Yes, I will follow the orders of the Saint." Puppet said no more. He was just worried that this desolate mountain range was too dangerous and the Saint had never been here.

Forget it, since you don’t want to listen, just obey my orders.

When Emperor Zhao on the tree heard them talking about the Secret Realm of Haoyue, he became interested.

The group continued to advance along the edge of the mountain, and Di Qi followed them closely with Meng Chun.

[Trigger system task: Help Tianmingren obtain the best cultivation resources in the Haoyue Secret Realm.]

[Quest Reward: God-level Marksmanship]

"..." Emperor Zhao said in a cold voice, "You really know how to pick the time."

[Hey, host, this is a system-set program, it's a program~]

"..."

"Let me be clear first. Are those resources all-inclusive? Or are there other conditions?"

[The host is smart. Although the system tasks require top-notch skills, not all of them, but some.]

[Once the host meets the Destiny Person, the system will inform the host according to the prompts. At that time, the host only needs to assist the Destiny Person.]

"Ah."

After Diqian figured it out, he didn't say anything more to the system.

Meng Chun used his spiritual power and followed her closely. He didn't know what the senior was going to do, but he was alone after all, so as long as the senior didn't abandon him.

Then he would always be by her side.

When his cultivation level reaches a level where he can seek revenge on the Li family, he will leave her for a short while.

Thinking of the hatred of genocide on his shoulders, a dark light flashed across Meng Chun's eyes.

But it's fleeting...