NFBE Chapter 554 Duanshui Pass
Chapter 554 Duanshui Pass
Yan Chengxue always felt that Xue Lan had some mental issues, but she didn't think it was anything serious.
He now feels that this problem is very serious.
It seems like mental impairment is contagious.
The young man wore a strange smile:
"Miss Xiaotong, someone like Xue Lan is enough to trouble me."
Xue Tong felt a chill run down her spine and quickly waved her hand in refusal:
"I know, I know, I was just saying!"
Xue Lan's methods and techniques for dealing with friends, as well as the requirements for skill and survival, are too high for her to learn.
"But I can give you a little something."
Having grown accustomed to Xue Lan's shamelessness, Yan Chengxue found Xue Tong rather endearing. The young man then pulled a small array from his sleeve:
“When you don’t want to hear Xue Lan talk, you can lock yourself inside and block out all sounds.”
Xue Tong happily caught the small array:
"Good stuff!"
"Alright, I should go back now."
Yan Chengxue had originally come to confront Xue Lan, but having failed to find her, she naturally had to return. The young man gently patted Zhenzhen's shoulder and turned to Xue Tong, speaking:
"One last question for you: what exactly did Xue Lan do with the formation? Why was it shattered so completely?"
Xue Tong quietly took a step back: "Probably, he has survived a Nascent Soul Tribulation."
Yan Chengxue stumbled, utterly astonished, and exclaimed, "She's reached the Nascent Soul stage?"
Xue Tong answered truthfully: "I just underwent tribulation in Xie Cui City a few days ago."
Yan Chengxue sighed softly:
"That's right, we've been fooled by her stagnant cultivation level all these years."
"I'm going to start cultivating too."
"Goodbye everyone!"
The young man vanished in an instant, just as he had come. Where he had just stood, Xue Tong saw a small array that had not yet disappeared.
The Calculating Master, who had been standing behind Xue Tong, spoke with some confusion:
"I remember Lanlan telling me before that she and Yan Chengxue from the War Puppet Mansion were kindred spirits who shared drinks and laughter!"
Xue Tong turned around abruptly and heard a "crack" on her neck.
Just how many false personas did Xue Lan create in front of Shen Suanzhen?
She wasn't afraid of being struck by lightning while she was weaving!
"This..." Xue Tong looked at Shen Suan Zhenren with a stiff smile on her face:
"Even good friends can have conflicts, but these two are truly confidants who have risked their lives for each other,"
Upon hearing this, Yan Chengxue, who had just returned to Kuishengge's side to prepare to draw two hundred more array plates, and Xue Lan, who had just seen the huge outline of Duanshui Pass, both felt a chill down their spines.
Two people: Is someone saying something scary?
"Forget it, I don't care anymore!" Xue Lan shook her head.
There are at least eighty to a hundred people in the world who secretly curse me.
With this thought in mind, the woman felt relieved and flew towards the nearby Duanshui Pass.
When Xue Lan last visited Duanshui Pass, it was merely one of the temporary rest points for the frontline army. In just one year, a magnificent fortress had been built there, exuding a murderous aura. Layer upon layer of nested array formations and magical light echoed each other, creating a majestic and imposing sight. Facing the unpredictable wilderness, it resembled a colossal beast brimming with killing intent.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Boom boom boom!"
A loud horn sounded from the city wall, accompanied by the gradually rising drumbeats that resounded throughout the entire wasteland.
Xue Lan flew upwards for a distance and saw a purple wave approaching from the distant horizon.
The demonic tide is coming!
"here we go again!"
On the city wall of Duanshui Pass, a woman dressed in dark red light armor held a wine jar in her hand, her beautiful purple phoenix eyes filled with coldness.
"These beasts have gone mad ever since the new head of the Wan Gong Fang appeared. Junior sister, give me some more..."
Zhu He held a black bowl in his hand and brought it close to Ji Jinjin's hand, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Ji Jinjin tilted the wine jar slightly and poured a bowl of wine for Zhu He: "How dare a mere demon covet the Wan Gong Workshop?"
The woman tilted her head back and drank the last bit of wine from the jar, then strode forward.
"Mysterious Fiend!"
With a sharp shout from the woman, the black spear that had been stuck in the distance emitted a short hum and turned into a streak of black light, flying into the woman's hand.
"Senior brother!" Ji Jinjin turned to look at Zhu He:
Our competition isn't over yet!
Xue Lan was only allowed to ascend to the top of Duanshui Pass after handing over the token at the foot of the city wall. As soon as she peeked out, she saw two streaks of light, one purple and one yellow, flying down towards the surging demonic tide below. When they landed, they created a shockwave, causing heavy casualties among the low-level demonic beasts.
The woman in black slowly walked forward and picked up a small, round wine jar from the ground.
Xue Lan: How come after all these years, the kids in the family have learned to drink alcohol?
The woman gently stroked the wine jar in her hand with her fingertips, a slight smile playing on her lips, before preparing to step into the demonic tide...
"Xue Lan!"
The female voice in her ear interrupted Xue Lan's actions. The woman turned her head slightly and saw Long Siyin dressed in white.
The demonic tide struck again, and Long Siyin, who had been fighting for three whole days, was driven down from the city wall by Ji Jinjin. Originally, she planned to wander around and check the logistics, but she overheard several disciples guarding the city chatting.
"This is the first time I've seen a disciple of the Wan Gong Fang since its inception. The senior sister's demeanor clearly indicates that she is a highly skilled weapon refiner."
Long Siyin's heart skipped a beat, and the woman stepped forward and pressed down on the disciple's shoulder:
"You said disciples from the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop are coming?"
"I have met Senior Sister Long. Indeed, a senior sister from the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop has come. This is her token."
After the disciple finished bowing, he found a video on a recording stone on the side.
A woman dressed in black stood in front of the photo stone, holding a Wan Gong Fang token with gold trim in her hand.
Long Siyin recognized the person at a glance, and the woman murmured:
"Xue Lan..."
Long Siyin suddenly appeared on the city wall and, as expected, saw Xue Lan dressed in black, who had just raised his foot to jump off the city wall.
"Siyin!"
The woman, somewhat embarrassed, withdrew her foot after being abruptly stopped by Long Siyin.
"long time no see!"
Long Siyin covered her forehead, grabbed Xue Lan's sleeve, and pulled him back several steps. Then she quickly spoke:
How did you get here? Did you sneak out?
"You've come all this way and dare to use the Wan Gong Fang token? Are you afraid the demons won't know you're here?"
What were you trying to do just now?
"This...that..." Xue Lan timidly shrank back, afraid that Long Siyin would hit her on the head, and dared not speak too loudly:
“I came with my senior brother Shen Suan; I didn’t sneak away. It’s just that they were behind me.”
"As for the issue of my identity being exposed!"
Xue Lan proudly puffed out her chest: "I'm at the Nascent Soul stage now! I can protect myself."
"So arrogant even at the Nascent Soul stage! Last year, the Demon Clan sent two Nascent Soul cultivators to assassinate Jin..."
Long Siyin suddenly realized she had said something she shouldn't have and abruptly stopped.
Unfortunately, Xue Lan had already heard it.
The woman in black smiled gently, her almond-shaped eyes curving into two little goldfish:
"Junior Sister Long, how come I didn't know about this?"