117: The leader's whereabouts are revealed! Have you found Shangguan Qing?

Meng Yun lay on the Immortal Boat, gazing at the rapidly receding crimson clouds, his eyes unfocused and vacant.

As early as when he entered Xuanwu Heaven, he felt a strong sense of incongruity.

It was as if he had been to this Heavenly Domain before.

Then he understood—

When he refined the demon suppression stone in Arcane World, the space his soul descended into was this very place!

In other words, Luo Mian and Wu Yinyao should be in some part of this world right now, engaged in endless battles with billions of demonic troops!

“Wu Yinyao…

Luo Mian…”

Meng Yun lay lazily, their voices and smiles replaying in his mind.

“Damn it, one by one, they silently climbed to the Mahayana stage to become Great Emperors, leaving me, Little Vegetable Dish, to scrounge for food in the dirt…”

Meng Yun pouted, a surge of irritation rising within him:

“Press harder! Didn’t you eat?!”

“Forget it, I’ll just let Dragon Spirit do it!”

The view shifted to the side:

Saint Xuanji, dressed in a white dress, was sitting meekly on the ground, extending a pair of slender, jade-like hands to give Meng Yun a shoulder and neck massage.

Hearing Meng Yun’s reprimand, she looked like she was about to cry, her voice filled with grievance, “Young Master Dongfang is too strong, Xuanji finds it hard to satisfy you for a moment. Please don’t blame me…”

“Sometimes I really don’t understand why you keep following me,” Meng Yun shook his head and closed his eyes.

That day, Saint Xuanji was clearly kicked off the flying boat by Ruyi, but she still shamelessly flew back up and couldn’t be driven away.

To repay a life-saving grace?

That wasn’t it either!

Meng Yun was just sitting on the boat eating melon and watching the show. If Li Xuanji wanted to repay someone, shouldn’t she go find Dragon Spirit Ruyi?

Why was she circling him!

“Xuanji, she admires Young Master Dongfang…”

Saint Xuanji glanced at Meng Yun, her eyes filled with shyness and timidity, possessing a myriad of charming expressions.

These words combined with this posture, if it were any ordinary male cultivator, they would likely have half-heartedly agreed and probably succeeded.

But unfortunately, the one Saint Xuanji met this time was Meng Yun.

“I’m not interested in airport, what if the children starve to death,” Meng Yun didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids.

Air, airport?

Although she didn't know what an airport was, Saint Xuanji still understood Meng Yun's words through the latter half of the sentence.

He was disliking her for being small?!

What’s so good about being big!

When cultivators fight, they tremble and sway, unnecessarily increasing the enemy's hitting range!

Saint Xuanji’s face was exquisitely beautiful, her red lips slightly parted: “If Young Master Dongfang doesn’t mind, you can certainly try it in Xuanji’s room. Small also has its own wonderful uses!”

Meng Yun: ?

Was he crazy, or was this world inherently so insane?

“Forget it, I’d choose Dragon Spirit over you.”

Who knows if someone who offers themselves up is clean or not?

Why are you so insistent!

What a waste of time~

Dragon Spirit, who was eating barbecue and being glib-tongued nearby, looked up: “Huh? Why choose me?”

Wang Jingze also held barbecue, looking at the leisurely Meng Yun, his heart filled with infinite yearning.

He had the lowest cultivation here, but because of Meng Yun’s support, no one deliberately looked down on him.

Meng Yun was his role model!

Beauties like clouds, wives and concubines in abundance!

Fortunately, Meng Yun didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have to ask:

Ah?

Is he that kind of person?

Besides Wu Yinyao, Luo Mian, Xiao Linglong, Vivian, Shangguan Qing, Number Seven…

Are there any other beauties around him?

No, there aren't.

As for that Li Xuanji?

This woman radiated strangeness everywhere; he wouldn't even want her if she threw herself at him!

The flying boat shattered countless red clouds, entering a brand new world.

Corpses lay strewn across the ground, and blood energy surged sky-high.

The space was shattered and had not healed for a long time, and the world was almost inverted.

From this intensity, at least, it was a battle between several cultivators above the Tribulation Transcension stage, or even—

A battle between Mahayana powerhouses!

Ye Qing, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly stood at the bow of the ship.

His eyes were profound, piercing through ten thousand miles with a single glance.

“There is… the Sect Master’s aura here.”

“Sect Master?” Dragon Spirit wasn’t completely heartless yet. She immediately leaned over to inquire about her nominal cheap master: “Is Sect Master still alive?”

The whole hall was filled with filial piety, my family.

Ye Qing took out a replica of a life jade slip. Its light flickered from time to time, but overall, the light was still bright, and he finally felt relieved:

“It’s not good, but his life is not in danger for the time being.”

With that said, he began to sense carefully.

Because they practiced the same cultivation method, Ye Qing might be able to find Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader’s escape direction in this chaos.

Saint Xuanji continued to massage Meng Yun’s temples without a change in expression.

Meng Yun’s forehead was full and warm, with an excellent touch, which made Saint Xuanji’s heart flutter.

Damn man.

So sweet.

So tempting.

The three Saint Children and Saintesses of the Three Saints Palace each had different masters.

The First Saint Child, Saint Huang, had the highest cultivation, but he was the disciple of the Second Saint Master, Saint Wuxu.

The Second Saint Child, Saint Golden Toad, was second in strength, but he was the favored disciple of the First Saint Master, Saint Wuji.

As for her, Saint Xuanji, she was the weakest in strength, and also the disciple of the last Saint Master, Saint Wuya. She had no one to rely on and could only pretend to be a little white lotus to get by.

Saint Xuanji had some knowledge of the task given by her master, Saint Wuya.

That was to find Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader and kill him!

What should she do to help her master?

“Don’t get distracted, massage me properly!”

Meng Yun ordered Saint Xuanji, then let out a long breath: “Phew~ I finally found it.”

A heavy weight in his heart finally lifted.

Although it was difficult for ordinary people to influence the actions of a top figure like Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader.

But that string of barbecue that boosted combat power and made people lose their sense of propriety was indeed fed by him!

How could Cang Xuanzi, Sect Leader’s disappearance in Xuanwu Heaven be said to have nothing to do with him?

As he was thinking this, Ye Qing spoke again:

“I sensed it. A hundred thousand miles to the southwest, there’s the largest miasma-ridden area in Xuanwu Heaven. The Sect Master should be there.”

“Since we’ve found it, let’s not delay and set off?”

“We?”

Ye Qing looked down at the lazy Meng Yun, gritting his teeth in anger: “Are you treating this as a vacation trip?!”

“That area is the most core part of Xuanwu Heaven. Those who can walk freely there are at least Tribulation Transcension cultivators, Young Brother Dongfang, it’s not that I look down on you…”

“Stop, toot~ stop! Don’t say any more!” Meng Yun interrupted.

That’s enough.

Any more, and it would be rude.

At this moment, Saint Xuanji, who had never casually interjected, spoke softly:

“Peak Lord Ye, the Sect Master Cang’s situation is serious. Why don’t you take one or two Tribulation Transcension seniors to personally rescue the Sect Master?

I am quite familiar with the nearby area, and I can serve as a guide. During this time, I can ensure the safety of all fellow Daoists.”

Her words were sincere and her emotions genuine. To anyone listening, it would simply sound like she wanted to repay a life-saving favor, returning kindness for kindness.

Except for Dragon Spirit, who was pouting again.

Dragon Spirit felt that this woman had no good intentions.

Her eyes were practically devouring Meng Yun alive!

Ensure the safety of all fellow Daoists?

She was probably waiting for Ye Qing to return, only to find an extra person among them!

Where did the extra person come from?

Saint Xuanji’s offspring!

But her opinion was irrelevant in front of the assembled big shots.

With hardly any more discussion, Ye Qing ultimately adopted her suggestion.

Ye Qing, along with two other Peak Lords, stood at the bow of the ship, their gazes firm.

This journey, only victory, no defeat!

“Here are a few skewers of barbecue for you to eat on the way.”

Meng Yun also put away his playful smile and solemnly took out a small pouch.

These were the latest skewers of barbecue he had refined today.

Six skewers with four times combat power bonus.

One skewer with twenty times combat power bonus.

Time was short, and the feng shui of Xuanwu Heaven wasn’t good. Meng Yun made a full twenty thousand skewers, only barely managing to produce a few decent ones.

He himself only kept a few of the four times combat power ones!

As for the regular version—

Dragon Spirit and Lan Youyou were almost sick of eating them!

This damn Xuanwu Heaven!!

“Take care.”

Ye Qing nodded heavily, no longer lingering. The three figures instantly moved a thousand miles away.

“Sigh, the Sect Master has news, but my Shangguan Qing, I still don’t know where she is…” Meng Yun sighed faintly, helpless.

The world is vast, where can he find her?

Should he rely on the sensing of the life contract?

Don’t joke around, alright!

With that kind of sensing, if the distance exceeds a thousand miles, he could barely perceive the other party’s exis…tence…

Anymore?

??

!!!

“Ruyi Dragon Spirit, come with me, quick!”

As Meng Yun’s words fell, his figure had already disappeared.

Ruyi Dragon Spirit followed without any hesitation.

Even though both had entered the Integration stage, they still looked to Meng Yun as their leader!