Since Liu Chunsheng refused to leave, Yun Di had no choice but to let her be.
As expected, the framing failed, and Sikong Feiyu began to panic. But no one anticipated he would be foolish enough to barge straight into the valley to demand the person. His intrusion was like a lamb walking into a wolf den—never mind whether Yun Di would let him off; Sikong Feihe certainly wouldn't.
Screams echoed one after another as Sikong Feiyu was tortured beyond recognition. Yet he still threatened, "How dare you treat me like this! Let me go immediately, or the clan head won't spare you!"
"You must kneel and apologize to me. No, even kneeling and apologizing won't be enough. Once the clan head learns of this, I'll make sure he torments you thoroughly!"
"Do you really think we'd let that father of ours know?" Sikong Feihe's eyes gleamed with a demonic light, his bloodthirsty expression truly terrifying to behold.
Just as they were delighting in tormenting Sikong Feiyu,
Ye Lanshan was exhausted from dealing with a divine beast. This beast had long lost its sanity, its combat power doubled. Instead of summoning a divine beast of her own, she fought it using Devour, her body now covered in wounds.
Yet her eyes sparkled with excitement—it had been so long since she'd had such a thrilling fight. No need to think; everything followed instinct, using the most primal principles to attack and temper herself. Her mystic power, once unstable, grew increasingly solid, and even her spiritual energy surged.
"Three-Flavored True Fire!"
"Blast Talisman!"
Ye Lanshan twisted her body into an impossible angle as she slapped the talisman onto the divine beast. But even as the blast talisman exploded, it only wounded the beast, barely affecting its attacks.
Truly worthy of a divine beast—so thick-skinned that even such attacks were useless. Ye Lanshan wasn't discouraged; instead, she grew more excited. Her battle instincts were fully ignited, ignoring her injuries as she casually tossed a pill into her mouth and launched another round of attacks.
To be honest, if she relied solely on mystic power, her strength was no match for this divine beast. But in reality, she wasn't just a Mystic Divine General—she was also at the Golden Core stage. More importantly, her weapon was an ancient killing tool, far more powerful than ancient divine artifacts.
"Roar~"
Finally, after wave after wave of attacks, the divine beast let out a fierce howl and collapsed with deep reluctance. Ye Lanshan's Red Lotus Karmic Fire swept over it, and the beast vanished without a trace, not even its body remaining.
Ye Lanshan calmly claimed the herb she wanted. Just inhaling its scent made her feel the richness of mystic power, let alone consuming it. If she refined it into a pill, the effect would be a hundred times better.
She placed the herb into her space and continued deeper. The surroundings fell silent again, a lifeless monotony permeating the environment.
No wind, no water—only black grass and trees, even the soil was black. The sunlight was fragmented, leaving only scattered rays to illuminate this space.
An inexplicable restlessness spread through her heart, a faint sense of失控 creeping into every corner of her body. If not for her last shred of rationality, she might have lost her mind. Startled by this thought, she wondered—could it be that even after taking the detox pill, she couldn't avoid all the toxins here?
She immediately began reciting the Heart-Calming Mantra in her mind. By the thirteenth repetition, her heart finally settled completely, her eyes clear and serene. That wild,失控 feeling faded away like a sigh.
In the shadows, a pair of astonished eyes watched her with curiosity. There was no killing intent, no vigilance, no pressure in those eyes—only inquiry and calm.
Ye Lanshan looked up without any guard, her gaze fearless and sharp, like an unsheathed sword radiating brilliance, ready to cut anyone who wasn't careful.
The eyes hidden in the darkness flickered with surprise. This was the first time they'd been discovered. Were humans this perceptive now?
Though her strength wasn't high, her courage was immense. She exuded an ethereal aura yet acted like a demon. She carried a pure and elegant demeanor but didn't disdain filth. What a strange human.
Was that gaze from someone living in this place? She wondered who its owner was. Ye Lanshan pulled a piece of roasted meat from her space and ate it heartily. Though the action was crude, she made it look graceful.
"Awoo~"
This time, she encountered frenzied blood wolves—not just one, but a pack. The leader was a divine beast, while the rest ranged from fifth to ninth rank.
This was definitely beyond her current ability to handle alone, so Ye Lanshan didn't hesitate to summon Eagle Huarong and Flame Tiger. After all, they needed training too.
"Master, what is this place? It looks so eerie and gloomy."
"Yeah, Master, it's not just eerie—there's nothing tasty here either." Eagle Huarong glanced around and saw no living creatures besides the frenzied wolf pack.
"Alright, I didn't summon you two to eat. Leave the divine beast to me; the rest are yours." Ye Lanshan patted Flame Tiger, who had taken human form.
Flame Tiger's human form was robust, with explosive muscles and fiery red hair that made him stand out.
"Don't worry, Master. I'll get the job done." Flame Tiger grinned confidently and charged into the wolf pack.
"Tch, your level's lower than mine, and your strength's not as good. No shame in boasting like that." Eagle Huarong rolled his eyes before diving into the pack as well.
Ye Lanshan, meanwhile, faced the wolf king with full fighting spirit.
The wolf king's eerie green eyes reflected a cold light, devoid of warmth, filled only with rage.
"Awoo~" It howled to the sky, charging at her in beast form, hooves swinging.
Finally, here it comes. Ye Lanshan's eyes grew more excited. As the wolf king leaped, she swung her dagger and stabbed it.
This only enraged the wolf king further, its combat power skyrocketing. Most people would have been terrified and retreated, but Ye Lanshan was no ordinary person. Instead of backing off, she pressed forward.
Anyone watching would likely curse her as a madwoman—such reckless behavior wasn't something everyone could pull off.
"Phew."
After the wolf king fell, Ye Lanshan finally collapsed from exhaustion, lying on the ground. Yet her heart felt exhilarated and joyful.
She rested for a while before staggering to her feet and plucking a fruit from a tree. She'd never seen this fruit before and didn't know its effects, but with a wolf pack and even a divine beast guarding it, it couldn't be ordinary.
Without a second thought, she decided to test it on herself, tossing the fruit into her mouth. Hmm, it tasted pretty good—sweet and sour, with a cool sensation after swallowing.
But soon, she realized her mistake. A searing pain erupted from her stomach, spreading to every cell and tendon. The agony was unbearable, so intense she couldn't even scream.