With a roar, the Flame Tiger, utterly miserable under Ye Lanshan’s encouraging gaze, tremblingly attacked Feng Qing. He was knocked to the ground several times, his body covered in wounds.
“Ying Huarong, he shares your attribute—both Wind Xuan. Are you sure you don’t want to spar with him? Maybe you’ll learn something new.” Ye Lanshan leaned against a tree, watching their fight like she was watching TV. She shook her head as she watched. Sigh, the Flame Tiger was far too weak; he was completely being dominated.
Just as the Flame Tiger was about to be beaten to death, Ye Lanshan stepped in. Though she was only at the Great Xuan General level, she vaguely sensed she was on the verge of a breakthrough, and this was a perfect chance to train herself.
“So weak.”
Those words struck a blow to Ye Lanshan’s pride. What she hated most was being told she couldn’t do it, that she was weak. In her fury, her anger surged, and by a twist of fate, she broke through from Great Xuan General to Xuan Emperor General.
Thunderclouds churned in the sky, ink-black clouds pressing down heavily over her head, so thick they seemed ready to drip ink. Not only that, but the commotion was immense—rumbling and roaring, as if afraid no one would hear.
Ye Lanshan soon spotted the lightning that made her grit her teeth. If it struck her too many times this time, she’d curse it out thoroughly. The lightning tribulation seemed to hear her thoughts—whether because it didn’t want to embarrass her in front of others or for some other reason, it was all thunder and little lightning. It struck a few times casually, then hurriedly ended, scattering as if someone was chasing it.
“Is the lightning tribulation always this half-hearted now?” Feng Qing was utterly speechless. Why did it try to kill him every time he went through tribulation, yet treat Ye Lanshan so gently?
The Flame Tiger, thanks to Ye Lanshan’s advancement, also broke through to become a divine beast. Sure enough, as soon as the clouds dispersed, they gathered again, striking down fiercely on the Flame Tiger’s head. Ye Lanshan shot a glare, and the clouds trembled, cautiously striking twice more before quickly dissipating.
“Why does it feel like the lightning tribulation is afraid of you?” Feng Qing clearly saw that with just one glare from Ye Lanshan, the tribulation turned gentle.
“How would I know? I’m not the lightning tribulation.” Ye Lanshan felt much better seeing how cowardly the tribulation was.
Ling Chunian looked at Ye Lanshan with mixed feelings. Such talent might truly lead us to glory, but if those mad people notice her, forget glory—she might not even be able to protect herself. What to do? To test if she could truly take on the role of clan leader, she had taken them to break into the dungeon. It wasn’t a big deal, but now with the lightning tribulation, it was hard to guarantee they wouldn’t notice Ye Lanshan.
“What a bold human. Those people will probably be very interested in you.” Feng Qing’s eyes sharpened when he mentioned them.
“Are those people a bunch of science fanatics?”
“What is science?”
Feng Qing found the term novel, having never heard it before.
“Science is about studying all sorts of incredible things, or figuring out the rules of everything and seeing if they can be broken.”
Ling Chunian grew visibly anxious during their conversation. Before Ye Lanshan could finish, she tried to pull her away.
“I don’t recall saying you could leave.” Feng Qing blocked their path.
“Move aside. She absolutely cannot fall into the hands of those madmen.” The only hope of my spirit clan must not be destroyed by those lunatics. It’s one thing if I suffer, but the clan leader cannot.
“Don’t worry. No one can control me, and no one ever will.” Ye Lanshan knew what Ling Chunian was worried about. But as formidable as those people were, she wasn’t someone to be trifled with. She had killed so many in the Holy Land without anyone knowing it was her—how could she be caught by those madmen?
“It seems those people have met their match. Fine, I’ll let you off this time. Don’t disappoint me.” Feng Qing didn’t press them further and let them leave.
“Will those madmen also go after the Twin Fruit?” No matter how Ye Lanshan thought about it, something felt off. If the forces in the Sunset Mountains were still active, why would they spread rumors now? Even if they didn’t need the Twin Fruit, didn’t they need the nearby Five Xuan Fruit?
“This is bait.” Ling Chunian wasn’t entirely sure of their internal decisions, but she vaguely knew they were setting up a conspiracy—one of earth-shattering proportions.
“I want to know what would happen if Xiari wasn’t in the dungeon but locked up somewhere else.” Ever since Ye Lanshan learned they were science fanatics, she had a nagging worry.
“I can’t say for sure.” After a long silence, Ling Chunian still didn’t reveal the most crucial information. But just from her expression, it was clear it wouldn’t be anything good.
After snatching the Twin Fruit, she had to rescue Xiari. And Huo Feiyan too—she must have been controlled, unable to even be summoned. Those people were clearly very capable.
Ye Lanshan’s mind never stopped racing. Aside from rescuing Xiari, she was also focused on how to grab the Twin Fruit.
“Was that lightning tribulation your doing?” Ye Yutian had been pacing anxiously in the cave. When he saw Ye Lanshan return, he hurried over.
“Congratulations on breaking through to Xuan Emperor General.” Yue Shu gave her a warm smile.
Because she had just advanced, the Chaos Pearl hadn’t yet concealed her level, so they saw it immediately.
“Thanks.” Ye Lanshan thanked him.
“I wonder when they’ll wake up.”
Qing Dai and the others were still dazed, showing no signs of regaining consciousness.
“I don’t know.”
Ling Chunian felt a flash of envy as she looked at them, but quickly suppressed it.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for the Twin Fruit to ripen. Ye Lanshan and her group headed toward the Twin Fruit tree.
“There are way more people here than before. The Twin Fruit and Five Xuan Fruit really have a strong pull.” Ye Lanshan pulled out a fan and pretended to wave it, to avoid being recognized by the Holy Land.
But Ye Lanshan had no intention of pushing into the crowd. They hid in an inconspicuous corner, keeping a close watch on the Twin Fruit.
Though there were many people, no one dared to be the first to act. A man in a blue robe was leaning against the Twin Fruit tree, releasing his pressure, keeping the low-level underlings from daring to approach.
While everyone hesitated, Xiao Nishang spoke up.
“Sir, I am Xiao Nishang of the Spirit Sect. If you yield the Twin Fruit and Five Xuan Fruit to me, I guarantee you a bright future.”
“Bastard, who gave you the right to speak here?” The Spirit Sect elder was clearly displeased with her outburst.