73: Chapter 73 You got off easy, you brat!

The three members of the Netherworld Hall watched Leng Qingshuang's retreating figure and looked at each other in dismay.

"What is up with this woman?"

"There is movement in Qingyun City. Master of Netherworld Hall, did you arrange a contingency plan?"

The Master of Netherworld Hall looked bewildered: "I did not! I have no idea either!"

The other two exchanged a look and asked: "What do we do now? Should we pursue or not?"

The Master of Netherworld Hall could not help but frown: "The ghost soul token is still with her..."

The implication was clear: they had to pursue her!

If they did not retrieve the ghost soul token, they could not open the Nether Soul Secret Realm; if the Heavenly Demon Physique were activated in the outside world, the commotion would be too great, and there would be too many variables!

The three of them stopped talking immediately, their figures flashing as they turned into three streaks of black Qi and chased after Leng Qingshuang.

"Swish!"

At this moment, Leng Qingshuang had no time to spare for anything else.

An inexplicable panic welled up in her heart.

It felt as if something extremely important was about to be lost.

She had never experienced this feeling before.

Not even back when she learned that her Revered Master had failed at Undergoing Tribulation and perished in body and soul.

She had only felt sorrow then, never such intense panic.

Amidst the ruins.

Chen Yan lay on the ground, motionless.

The dual exhaustion of his mind and body caused his consciousness to begin to blur; he could barely hold on!

"This round of... showing off has a... a rather high price."

He slowly closed his eyes.

"I wonder how Revered Master is doing, and if she is hurt..."

"Although Revered Master is at the Mahayana Stage, rushing out so impulsively—what if she encounters an ambush?"

"It is all the fault of these killers; otherwise, I would have followed her..."

"Even if I could not help much, I could at least cheer her on..."

"And by the way, I could see the long legs Revered Master reveals when she fights..."

"So sleepy... I want to sleep..."

"I really want to... really want to sleep in Revered Master's... Revered Master's embrace... Sleeping on those big breasts must be... must be comfortable..."

Leng Qingshuang's figure streaked across the night sky.

Due to the restrictions of the city's protective formation, her Divine Sense could not be deployed.

She could only speed in the direction where the mushroom cloud had risen earlier.

Although she had not yet found her Rebellious Disciple, she could still hear his inner voice.

This allowed her to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

He was still able to have wild thoughts, so he should not be seriously injured!

But the next second.

The inner voice stopped abruptly!

The mind that should have been filled with the Rebellious Disciple's rebellious and lewd thoughts suddenly became completely empty!

There was no sound at all!

Leng Qingshuang's heart skipped a beat, her face turned livid instantly, and her flying speed increased even more!

Damn it!

Rebellious Disciple!

Have you not always harbored ulterior motives towards your Revered Master?

Why did you stop thinking?

At this moment, she, who had always hoped not to hear the Rebellious Disciple's inner voice, desperately wanted to continue hearing his filthy words!

Swish!

A figure flashed over Qingyun City.

Leng Qingshuang arrived directly at the explosion site, looking at the devastation below.

Her face grew even paler.

In the ruins, she found the Golden Core assassin who had been blown into a bloody mist, and she also found the headless corpse of the Nascent Soul Stage assassin lying to the side.

Yet, she did not find Chen Yan's figure.

Where is Chen Yan?

Where is her Rebellious Disciple?

She scanned the entire area with her Divine Sense, but she could not find that familiar aura anywhere.

Leng Qingshuang's heart sank bit by bit.

Was he abducted? Or had he already...

A fear she had never felt before gradually spread throughout her entire body.

For hundreds of years, she had never feared anything.

She had single-handedly held up the Ninth Peak, faced skepticism alone, and endured the sorrow of her Revered Master's failure in Undergoing Tribulation alone.

But now, facing the possibility that her Rebellious Disciple might have met with an accident, she felt for the first time what fear truly was.

"Chen Yan!! Where are you!"

She could not help but shout out, her voice full of trembling.

But the night sky was silent; there was no response!

"It cannot be... it cannot be..."

Leng Qingshuang muttered to herself.

She had never lost her composure like this before.

Never so... afraid!

That Rebellious Disciple who said all sorts of lewd things in his heart every day...

That fool who, despite having such low cultivation, always wanted to protect her...

That disciple who bought her hairpins, bought her candied haws, and tricked her into wearing those black silk stockings and high heels...

If something really happened to him...

As soon as this thought emerged, it pierced her heart like a sword.

For a moment, she was in so much pain that she could not breathe!

Inside her, the Dao Heart she had frozen for three hundred years by Cultivating the Supreme Ruthlessness suddenly began to tremble violently at this moment!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound, like a thunderclap, exploded in her heart!

That was the sound of her Dao Heart cracking.

The fear, panic, and anger she had never felt in hundreds of years surged out like a tidal wave!

It overwhelmed all her reason.

"Chen Yan!!!"

She called out sharply again, with a hint of crying in her voice.

In her heart, she prayed continuously to be able to hear her Rebellious Disciple's inner voice again.

But...

Apart from the sound of her own Dao Heart continuously cracking, she heard no other sounds!

That voice that was always lecherous in his heart and constantly fantasizing about her.

It seemed to have... completely disappeared just like that?

Suddenly.

Leng Qingshuang looked down and caught sight of a ring on her finger!

That ring, the couple ring Chen Yan had given her!

A flicker of hope instantly lit up in her eyes!

Yes!

That is right!

There is still this ring!

The Rebellious Disciple said that as long as she infused it with spiritual power, she could teleport directly to the side of the other ring!

Her heart filled with joy!

This way, she could find the Rebellious Disciple directly!

When she found him later, she would definitely teach him a harsh lesson!

How dare he make her worry like this!

She raised her hand and infused spiritual power into the couple ring!

She saw the ring on her hand light up instantly.

Subsequently, a portal the height of a person suddenly opened in front of her.

Leng Qingshuang was overjoyed; it really worked!

But the next second.

Before she could step into the portal.

She saw, from the other end of the portal.

A ring drifted over slowly...

"Boom!"

In this instant, Leng Qingshuang felt as if she had been struck by lightning!

"How could this be... how could this be..."

She could not imagine under what circumstances the Rebellious Disciple would take off the ring in his hand!

"Ah!!!!"

A roar shook the heavens and the earth!

In extreme grief and indignation, the Qi and blood in her body surged endlessly, and a brilliant cyan beam of light suddenly shot out from the center of her eyebrows.

The beam of light shot straight into the clouds, then transformed into a cyan mark that appeared on her forehead!

At this moment.

Over Qingyun City, a gale raged!

Gusts of hurricane winds surrounded Leng Qingshuang, like guards.

As the mark on her forehead flashed with cyan light, the hurricane winds instantly transformed into transparent wind blades.

The wind blades sliced through space, actually leaving behind small, pitch-black fissures!

"Wind Spirit Intent..."

In a house not far away, a black shadow was lying by the window, watching the changes in Leng Qingshuang above and clicking its tongue in wonder:

"This lass, when I, the old man, died back then, I did not see you sad enough to reach the point of Awakening Wind Spirit Intent."

"I did not expect that she would Awaken it because of a disciple she has only known for a few months?"

"Could it be because this brat is handsome?"

The black shadow rubbed its chin, somewhat exasperated:

"This lass, she looks cold and aloof, but in her heart, she still prefers handsome men!"

He looked down at the black bag by his feet and cursed sourly:

"Damn! You got off easy, you brat!"

Through the faint light shining in through the crack in the window.

The face revealed in the black bag was none other than Chen Yan!