254: Chapter 254 The Flower Demon of the Imperial Mystic Realm

"Brother is truly amazing; it is exactly as Yaoyao thought!"

When Wu Yaoyao heard what Ye Xuan said, those bright and moving eyes, like clear autumn water, could not help but light up slightly.

"If we follow Brother's deduction, then the god spirit flower of the immortal divine herb level that Yaoyao needs must have at least nine petals!"

Wu Yaoyao murmured softly in a voice as beautiful as heavenly music.

"Nine petals? I am afraid only in the depths of this mysterious sea of flowers can one be found."

Ye Xuan held Wu Yaoyao tightly, walked to the five god spirit flowers blooming with three or four petals, and plucked them all without hesitation.

"Hum..."

However, just as they had finished plucking these god spirit flowers, Ye Xuan's incomparably powerful primordial spirit suddenly detected a slight ripple coming from the bottom of the blood sea.

"There seems to be something strange here. Every time after plucking a god spirit flower, it triggers an extremely faint seven-colored ripple."

Ye Xuan pondered inwardly, a strange intuition making him feel that the calm sea of flowers beneath his feet hid immense danger and terror.

"Kid, you must be careful! There are five flower demons following beneath your butt, and another seven flower demons are waiting for an opportunity. If you are not careful, you will be pierced through by them!"

Just then, a familiar immortal voice came from the Immortal Mansion Space at Ye Xuan's waist, clearly entering his mind.

"What? Flower demons?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan was greatly shocked. He hurriedly held Wu Yaoyao tighter in his arms, his figure leaping up suddenly like a flying bird, soaring into the air and moving a full hundred zhang away from the sea of flowers below.

"Kid, do not panic. Now, immediately use your primordial spirit to activate the Celestial Emperor Canon I once taught you, and then observe the blood sea below you with your primordial spirit eyes."

Di Fuyao's melodious immortal voice once again entered Ye Xuan's mind.

Ye Xuan respectfully followed Empress Sister's instructions, quickly mobilizing his primordial spirit power and beginning to circulate the Celestial Emperor Canon.

As the technique was executed, a small, exquisite primordial spirit figure appeared within his body and slowly opened its eyes.

Immediately after, an invisible light of the primordial spirit illuminated the surroundings, penetrating the dark red blood water and extending downwards along the blood-colored roots of the god spirit flowers. Through this light, he was surprised to discover that there were nine figures emitting seven-colored light.

The eight flower demons emitted all kinds of auras, the strongest of which had even reached the King Profound Realm!

These auras intertwined, forming a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

"It is truly too eerie. If not for Sister's reminder, I fear that Yaoyao and I would have been kept in the dark! There are actually nine god spirit flowers here, along with nine corresponding flower demons!"

Ye Xuan pondered inwardly while maintaining high vigilance. While carefully observing those eerie flower demons, he held Wu Yaoyao tightly and continued to speed toward the depths of the blood sea.

"Brother, can you let go of Yaoyao? I am sweating!"

Suddenly, a soft and sweet voice entered Ye Xuan's ears.

It turned out to be Wu Yaoyao, who was held tightly in his arms, speaking up, her tone revealing a hint of shyness.

Counting it up, Ye Xuan had been holding Wu Yaoyao like this for nearly two hours.

At this moment, she only felt her body becoming hotter and hotter, and fine beads of sweat were gradually seeping out on her delicate skin.

"Oh? So that is how it is... No wonder I always felt the fragrance on your body was becoming more and more intense; it turns out it was because you were sweating!"

Sniffing the increasingly rich fragrance on Wu Yaoyao's body, Ye Xuan finally understood. A playful smile rose at the corner of his mouth as he murmured softly.

"Woo—"

Hearing Ye Xuan say this, Wu Yaoyao's little face turned even redder, as alluring as a ripe apple.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Ye Xuan, while her heart was in turmoil like a deer bumping around.

"Brother, you are teasing me again!" Wu Yaoyao's little face instantly turned bright red, as alluring as a ripe apple.

She twisted her body slightly, attempting to break free from the embrace of this brother who seemed to be becoming increasingly restless.

"You, you must not fall into the sea of flowers!" Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with doting affection as he instructed softly. Afterward, he slowly released Wu Yaoyao from his arms.

Just then, Wu Yaoyao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted in surprise: "Brother, look over there! There is another god spirit flower, and it is even a six-petaled holy herb level one!"

Before the words had even faded, she flew up like a light butterfly, rushing toward the holy herb-level god spirit flower in the distance that was emitting a charming glow.

"A six-petaled god spirit flower... I presume the cultivation of its corresponding flower demon will definitely be even more powerful!" Watching Wu Yaoyao's receding back, Ye Xuan pondered inwardly.

Immediately after, he stepped forward to follow closely behind without hesitation, and conveniently summoned a quasi-Saint Realm puppet to guard by his side in case of emergency.

Soon, Wu Yaoyao arrived before the god spirit flower. Her beautiful figure, like a dancing fairy, circled this rare treasure of a six-petaled god spirit flower several times before turning to say to Ye Xuan: "Brother, let Yaoyao pluck this one!"

"Alright, be careful! However, girl, remember to pull it up along with its roots!" Ye Xuan replied with a smile.

Ye Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a sly smile. He intended to scare the little girl who refused to let him hold her.

Just a moment ago, he had used his Primordial Spirit Eyes to peek at the true face of that flower demon and discovered it was indeed somewhat hideous and hair-raising.

"Hmm, I am also very curious about what the roots beneath the god spirit flower look like?" Wu Yaoyao's beautiful face revealed a hint of curiosity, and she carefully pulled the roots of the god spirit flower outward.

"Wow, it is so long! I am afraid it is dozens of zhang!"

Looking at the bundle of blood-red roots in the palm of her large Dharma- Gang hand formed by spiritual energy, Wu Yaoyao could not help but mutter in a low voice, then continued to pull the blood-colored roots of the god spirit flower upward.

"It actually emits the aura of the Huangxuan Realm!"

Ye Xuan arranged for the puppet to guard on the side, while he himself once again unleashed his soul power, his gaze penetrating layers of blood water, staring at the colorful flower demon corpse that was being slowly dragged out of the water by Wu Yaoyao.

He was inwardly amazed.

"Eh, why does it seem like it is still connected to something else?"

When the seven-colored flower demon dressed in ancient clothing was about to be completely pulled out of the blood-colored ocean by Wu Yaoyao, Wu Yaoyao also noticed a few hair-thin red objects connected to it.

She thought they were water plants, so she exerted all her strength and gave a tug.

In an instant, Wu Yaoyao was struck as if by lightning, her whole body freezing in place, unable to move.