Nine Dragons Supreme God

With a scream, the wild boar's skull shattered instantly, blood gushing out. It lay on the ground, twitched once, and then remained motionless.

This was just a mid-stage Tier 1 demonic beast, posing no threat to Mo Yihan.

The real threat to Mo Yihan lies deeper in the forest.

This time, he was not only looking for ferocious pythons, but also for a medicinal herb called Pure Yang Grass.

Pure Yang Grass and Clover look exactly the same, and even ordinary alchemists would have difficulty distinguishing them.

Clover and pure yang grass look exactly the same, but their effects are vastly different.

Therefore, Mo Yihan had to take action personally.

With agile movements, Mo Yihan darted through the forest, occasionally blasting away low-level demonic beasts that tried to block his path with a single punch.

The deeper you go into the Panlong Mountains, the more powerful the killer becomes.

An hour later, Mo Yihan began to feel the strain. The demonic beasts here were now at a higher level than him!

Mo Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Beneath those ancient trees ahead lay four or five corpses, their clothing somewhat resembling that of the Western Regions.

Mo Yihan glanced indifferently at the corpses and noticed that their fatal wounds were all knife wounds, caused by human intervention. He didn't pay much attention and continued forward.

Immediately afterward, Mo Yihan, with his keen senses, seemed to sense something and said coldly, "Stop hiding, come out."

"We've been discovered after all, Miss Gong. You must run! Lan'er will hold off this villain for you!"

"You despicable bandits, prepare to die!"

The clear, excited yet indignant voice had barely faded when a three-foot-long green sword, like a serpent, stabbed towards Mo Yihan's back, its cold light flashing everywhere.

A cold smile appeared on Mo Yihan's lips. He twisted in mid-air, easily catching the longsword that exuded a chilling aura simply by extending his index and middle fingers.

Lan'er, who thought her sneak attack would definitely succeed, turned pale instantly.

This young bandit looked very young, about the same age as her, but for some reason, the difference in their strength was so great!

The sword in her hand was like a piercing stone, impossible to pull out or penetrate even a fraction closer.

"Miss, go quickly!"

Lan'er's face was resolute as she shouted sharply.

"Lan'er, how could I possibly abandon you?"

With a soft sigh, a graceful young woman in white robes emerged from behind an ancient tree not far away.

The girl in plain clothes had her cheeks smeared with paint, yet it couldn't conceal her exquisite features. A noble air, seemingly emanating from her very being, was subtly revealed.

Especially the girl's pair of crystal-clear eyes, which were clear and bright, were now filled with worry.

"Are you all sick?"

A detached voice rang out, and Mo Yihan, with a cold expression, swept his gaze across the two somewhat bewildered girls.

The two girls were slightly taken aback.

"You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!"

Lan'er was furious. She kicked with all her might and pounded Mo Yihan's body with her fair hands, but she couldn't reach him even a fraction of an inch.

"Since you're not sick, get out of here."

Mo Yihan said calmly, then casually tossed Lan'er more than ten feet away, her mouth full of mud.

"You despicable bandits, I'll fight you to the death!"

Lan'er's face turned bright red, and she was so angry that she was practically fuming.

"Lan'er, stop!"

The girl in plain clothes quickly stopped Lan'er.

"Miss, what are you doing, making Lan'er protect you!" Lan'er's eyes were full of confusion.

"We've mistaken him for someone else. That kid doesn't seem to be a bandit," the girl in plain clothes said somewhat awkwardly.

"Huh?" Lan'er didn't react for a moment.

"If he were a bandit, you would probably be dead by now. And even if he were a bandit, with that kid's strength, you would just be throwing your life away if you charged at him."

The girl in plain clothes displayed a calmness and observational ability that Lan'er did not possess.

“That makes sense.” Lan’er nodded slightly, suddenly realizing, then glared at Mo Yihan: “Hey, kid, do you know who we are?”

"not my business."

Mo Yihan didn't even glance at the two girls again, turned around and left directly.

"Hey, young master, wait a minute!" the girl in plain clothes called out hurriedly.

"If you continue to cause trouble, believe me, I'll really kill you all?" Mo Yihan stopped abruptly, turned around, and said coldly.

"Nonsense? If we hadn't been quick-witted, we would have almost been killed by those nasty bandits, do you know that?"

"How dare they say we're being ridiculous! This is outrageous!" Lan'er stomped her feet in anger. "Believe it or not, when Miss and I go back, we'll have someone come and kill you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of cold light disappeared, and Lan'er instantly turned pale, her pupils filled with horror.

A sharp dagger was already pressed against her neck, and a trickle of blood was flowing out.

"Say another word of nonsense and I'll kill you," Mo Yihan said coldly, seemingly utterly ignorant of the concept of chivalry.

Even the girl in plain clothes was startled and immediately tried her best to calm down.

"Lan'er has been spoiled by me and doesn't know any better. Young master, please be merciful and forgive her this time."

Tears welled up in her eyes and flowed uncontrollably. Lan'er suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

“Miss, this seems to be the first time you’ve asked someone for a favor. Even if I die, I will have no regrets.”

Mo Yihan shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself that he was unlucky, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

This young girl, Lan'er, is not only ill, but quite seriously ill.

"Young master, please wait." Fearing that Mo Yihan would leave again as before, the girl in plain clothes hurriedly said, "Young master, your martial arts level is above ours. How about this, if you can escort me and Lan'er home, you can have anything I can give you."

"I'm busy." Mo Yihan replied indifferently. He knew exactly what was going on, but he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

"Young master, do you know who my young lady is?"

Lan'er, who was usually arrogant, had to restrain herself a bit in front of Mo Yihan, who was like a block of wood.

Seeing Mo Yihan's uninterested expression, Lan'er was both angry and indignant: "My young lady is the exquisite princess of the Western Regions Kingdom. What, are you scared half to death?"

However, Mo Yihan remained expressionless, causing Lan'er's expression to freeze.

This guy, could he not even recognize Princess Linglong of the Western Regions?

"Hmm?" Mo Yihan, who was about to turn and leave, suddenly looked at Princess Linglong. His anxious mood calmed down a bit, and a hint of pride from his bones flashed in his beautiful eyes.

So, it was her identity as Princess Linglong that really came into play?

This is understandable, given her status; she was the object of admiration for countless young heroes in the Western Regions.

It's perfectly normal for the young man in black to be moved.

"Hmph." Lan'er's eyes also revealed a proud look. She snorted coldly and said, "I thought you were a tough guy, but in the end, you were still intimidated by the name of our princess."