Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 553 Something Abnormal Must Be the Wolf King's Misdeed

Yue Zhong was eventually stopped by Rong Zhi, preventing him from chasing after Xue Lan and delivering two sword strikes.

“Actually, I know I can’t catch up with her.” The young man sheathed his sword: “Xue Lan’s Void Stepping Technique is a secret technique of the Xuanhuang Sect’s Jiyuan Peak. When cultivated to a certain level, it can even allow one to travel through torn space.”

The young man grasped Rong Zhi's hand and smiled gently at the woman beside him: "In addition, Xue Lan is indeed exceptionally talented in running."

Rong Zhi couldn't help but smile, her voice gentle: "Don't stoop to her level."

The woman looked down at the thousands of acres of fertile fields being sown below the city gate:

"The demons in the desolate region could launch a counterattack at any time, so we can't just rely on Duanshui Pass."

"Just guard Luoxia Mountain well."

Yue Chong turned to look at Rong Zhi's bright, clear eyes, and his tone softened: "I've been avoiding you for so many years..."

"So what?" Rong Zhi and Yue Zhong interlocked their fingers: "If we walk the same path, we will arrive at the same destination."

Yue Zhong smiled gently at Rong Zhi and reached out to tidy a strand of hair behind the woman's cheek.

"Alright, if we follow the same path, we'll arrive at the same destination..."

"Holding your hand, I will leave without regret."

Dozens of miles away from Mount Luoxia, a beam of dark light gently landed on the clouds.

Holding the Soul Guide in her arms, Xue Lan furtively spread her divine sense to probe the surroundings:

"Why didn't Yue Zhong catch up?"

Hearing this, Xue Tong, who had been left behind by Lord Wolf King using his Void Step technique, couldn't help but say, "He has a family now, so I can't be bothered to argue with you."

Xue Lan rested her chin on the little head in her arms, and said regretfully:

"How could this happen? I was waiting to get beaten up."

Xue Tong gritted her teeth and decisively said, "Little Soul!"

The little girl in Xue Lan's arms obediently replied, "What's wrong, sister?"

“Hitting her will please your lord.”

"I don't like it!" Noticing her daughter shifting in her arms, Xue Lan quickly pressed down on the little head of the girl.

People act like idiots not because they actually want to get beaten up.

"Why are you so obedient to her now?" Xue Lan pinched Yin Hun's little face: "I'm the one who forged you."

"Didn't His Majesty tell me to listen to Sister Xiaotong?" Yinhun looked up at Xue Lan with her little face:

"Even the mighty Emperor is afraid of a little soul?"

Xue Lan's expression stiffened slightly for a moment: "Of course I'm not afraid, it's just..."

Who would be so idle as to go head-to-head with the Legend of Sword and Fairy?

Anyone with a modicum of sense wouldn't do something like using flesh and blood to fight against divine weapons.

Restraining her daughter from her rebellious and unfilial act, Xue Lan suddenly seemed to remember something and asked:

"I remember you said before that Yue Zhong died when he met Ji Yan in the original story. What happened to Rong Zhi after that?"

"Wait a minute, let me see."

Xue Tong buried his head in the system panel, flipping through it repeatedly, and finally spoke softly:

"She also perished..."

"In the second year after Yue Chong's death, Rong Zhi died in the battle to defend Luoxia Mountain. He voluntarily disintegrated and vanished into the world."

Xue Lan let out a short, soft laugh: "Everything is different now."

The woman patted the little girl's head in her arms, and the little girl immediately understood and flew to the side, watching her lord raise his hand and poke the little puppet sitting on his shoulder.

"Zhenzhen!" the woman said gently, "I need your help with something."

The little puppet Zhenzhen, perched on Xue Lan's shoulder, slightly raised its head, a small bundle hanging around its neck.

"This is for your master. He's downstairs. Would you like to take it to him?"

Zhenzhen glanced down at the small bundle around her neck, nodded obediently, and then it was time to set off.

"Wait!" Xue Lan reached out and grabbed the little puppet's collar:

"Slow down," Xue Lan instructed, emphasizing each word.

"Slowly."

The little puppet, not very intelligent, tilted its head and looked at Xue Lan, nodding obediently despite its confusion.

After Zhenzhen slowly left, Xue Lan immediately spoke to Xue Tong:

"Please tell my master that I'm going to Duanshui Pass to investigate first."

Xue Tong wanted to ask what was there to investigate at Duanshui Pass, but Xue Lan had already vanished in a phantom form.

Xue Tong: Something's not right...

Something unusual must be the work of the Wolf King!

Half an incense stick later, Xue Tong gritted her teeth as she looked at Yan Chengxue, who was blocking her way.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down. There is no one named Xue Lan here."

Yan Chengxue's resentment was almost tangible. After hastily bowing to Master Shensuan, she stared intently at Xue Tong, as if she wanted to glare him to death.

Xue Tong was in a complete mess, constantly calling out Xue Lan's name in her mind:

"Xue Lan, what have you done now? Is it so hard to be a person? Get back here!"

Unfortunately, Lord Wolf had already cut off all contact and fled.

Just as Xue Lan was in a state of panic, Yan Chengxue slowly raised her hand and handed a small bundle to Xue Tong.

The girl took the bundle and opened it, finding it full of fragments of varying sizes, the runes on which looked somewhat familiar.

The young man spoke coldly:

"do you know it?"

Xue Tong answered truthfully, "It looks familiar, but I can't remember what it is."

Yan Chengxue sneered, and the spiritual light at her fingertips swirled around the fragments, causing them to fly up and assemble into the shape of an array plate in mid-air:

"Do you know them now?"

Xue Tong's face turned deathly pale as he mentally cursed the ancestors of the Northern Region's River Wolf Clan.

"It would be one thing if you damaged the array plate that someone gave you, but what kind of behavior is it to send the corpse back?"

Xue Lan, who had been feigning death on the other end of the audio transmission, sensed that Xue Tong's anger level was about to reach its threshold and weakly spoke:

"I'm sentimental, and I'm thinking that Yan Chengxue can still be repaired..."

Before he could finish his excuses, Xue Tong abruptly severed the connection between the two.

The wolf lord, who was speeding along, suddenly had a moment of confusion: "Huh?"

Xue Tong was afraid that if she listened to Xue Lan continue, she would lose her temper and kill the host for the greater good.

The girl looked at Yan Chengxue in front of her, took a deep breath, and spoke apologetically:

"You know, she's not very good at social interaction."

Yan Chengxue was speechless at the girl's extremely sincere words, and her anger subsided by more than half in an instant.

The genius of array formations skillfully brainwashed himself.

Yan Chengxue, you've taken so many things from people.

They're not here right now, so there's no way to integrate them into the formation.

Don't be angry, we'll be testing the new formation tomorrow.

In less than half an incense stick's time, Yan Chengxue had successfully calmed herself down. The young man waved his hand, taking away the remnants of the array in mid-air, and then handed Xue Tong a new storage bag:

"This is a new formation I designed while I was studying here. It's even more defensive than the original one, and it can probably withstand a full-force attack from a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator... Why are you looking at me like that?"

Before Yan Chengxue could finish speaking, he saw the girl in front of him looking at him with great admiration and affection, and couldn't help but ask a question.

Xue Tong's eyes sparkled: "Fellow Daoist, you have such a good temper. Can I be your friend?"