NFBE Chapter 485 She's planning to lend you a hand.
Chapter 485 She's planning to lend you a hand.
The Son of Heaven recognized Xue Lan as his master, and waves of winter lightning crashed down on the top of Jiyuan Peak.
The thunder rumbled dully, and the clouds obscured the flashes of lightning.
With a heart pounding with excitement, Lu Feng looked up at the layers of dark clouds, then turned to Xue Lan, his eyes clear and bright.
"This isn't directed at me, is it?"
Xue Lan shook her head and answered lightly, "Of course not."
You are the chosen one of Heaven, the predetermined winner of the plot.
The woman's voice was as calm as a spring breeze:
"It's aimed at me."
Lu Feng's expression froze. Just as he was about to muster the courage to ask Xue Lan about her true identity, Xue Tong's voice rang in his ears:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you should return to Qingyu Peak!"
Lu Feng's mind didn't quite process it for a moment:
"what?"
Xue Tong was holding a talisman she had just caught.
"The medicinal herbs in Qingyu Peak's herb garden are starting to wilt again after being away from you for half a day."
The girl lightly flicked the talisman, and from within the thin yellow paper came the shrill screams of the disciples of the medicine garden, creating chaos.
The voice was shrill and the words were fierce.
It seemed as if Xue Tong was determined to hang Lu Feng in the herb garden if she didn't let him go.
Lu Feng looked at Xue Lan:
"Then I'll go back first."
Xue Lan nodded gently, watching Xue Tong see the young man out of the bamboo grove courtyard.
"I think that medicine should have died long ago, it's just clinging to life because of the Son of Heaven," Xue Tong said after watching Lu Feng leave Jiyuan Peak.
Xue Lan's somewhat indistinct voice came from behind:
“Grandmaster Xuanji, Uncle Kongming, and Shishi are all gone, so it’s normal that the medicine died.”
The girl turned her head in confusion and saw Xue Lan still eating the orange she had peeled earlier, her expression somewhat numb.
Xue Tong walked quickly to Xue Lan:
Doesn't it taste sour to you?
Xue Lan tore off the white pith from the last segment of the orange, popped it into her mouth, and chewed it a few times expressionlessly.
"I just used my divine soul, but I can't taste it."
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared between the girl's brows:
"I'd forgotten about you."
She deftly picked up the remaining oranges from the stone table and stuffed them into Xue Lan's arms:
"Since we can't taste anything, let's eat it all."
Don't waste food.
Xue Lan, holding several oranges in her arms, stared in disbelief, and it took her a while to regain her composure.
"Xue Tong, when did you become so vicious?"
Xue Tong sat down next to her: "Who's vicious?"
"I am clearly a good boy."
Xue Lan's inner demon on the other side chuckled softly upon hearing the girl's words.
"By the way, Xue Lan, do you know what happened in Beiyue City after you left?" Xue Tong asked.
Xue Lan shook her head honestly: "I don't know, I didn't dare to listen."
Xue Tong spoke with a hint of annoyance in her voice, looking into Xue Lan's eyes:
"Then you've left me with a huge battleground."
Xue Lan blinked twice, then asked without hesitation:
What is a "battleground"?
Seeing her puzzled look, Xue Tong didn't bother to explain and simply said:
"Ao Zhu is here."
All the oranges in Xue Lan's hand fell onto the stone table, only managing to stay on the ground thanks to the intervention of her inner demon.
The woman leaned closer to Xue Tong, her tone somewhat hesitant:
"They...they've started fighting?"
Xue Tong shook his head: "No, everything is peaceful! It's just that Ao Zhu asked me to pass on a message to you."
At this point, the girl stood up from the stone bench and lowered her voice:
"From today onwards, the Pure Water Palace Pearl-Holding Ceremony will once again be open to the Northern Region River."
"The Star-Slaying Wine is ready; I'm waiting for her!"
"Wow!" Xue Lan clapped her hands with a smile after the girl finished speaking.
"You've imitated it quite well."
"Of course!" A hint of pride appeared on Xue Tong's face, and the girl's eyes sparkled as she looked at Xue Lan.
What is "holding a pearl in one's mouth"?
"What is 'Star-Slaying Wine'?"
"The Pearl-Holding Gathering is a gathering of geniuses hosted by the Pure Water Palace of the Vast Sea Dragon Domain, similar to the Genius Ranking of the Spirit Bridge Pavilion."
"As for the Star-Slaying Wine..." Xue Lan raised an eyebrow:
"That's the prize for the Pearl-Holding Ceremony."
Xue Tong understood in an instant:
"Good stuff, right?"
"It's more than just good stuff..." The inner demon, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Xue Tong and spoke:
"Transform into a dragon holding a pearl, grasp the moon and slay stars."
"The amount of Star-Slaying Wine is equivalent to the Pure Ice Lotus in the Ice Flower Pool."
She put down her teacup and looked at Xue Lan:
"Ao Zhu means that she intends to lend you a hand in breaking through to the Demon Lord realm."
"Yes!" Xue Lan said slowly, her tone becoming more relaxed.
"She has always been a free-spirited woman. Once she has made up her mind about something, no matter what others say, she will not waver."
"Always follow your heart."
"It's good that she's willing to help you!" Xue Tong said, leaning on the stone table.
"I thought it was something that told you to hurry up and go die."
Xue Lan laughed heartily:
"What are you thinking? In the entire Yuanming Realm, no one has yet appeared who can make me die... Why are you tugging at my sleeve?"
Before she could finish speaking, Xue Lan felt a tugging sensation on her sleeve.
Before Xue Tong could speak, a dignified voice came from outside the bamboo grove courtyard:
"Junior sister! I heard that you've been causing trouble for Junior Brother Du at the main venue these past few days."
The smile on Xue Lan's face instantly shifted to Xue Tong's face, and the woman stiffly turned her head to look in the direction from which the voice came.
At the entrance of the bamboo grove courtyard, Xu Qizhou, carrying large and small bags, rolled his eyes at Xue Lan's wary expression.
The young man smiled broadly, secretly communicating with Wu Shuang telepathically:
"You tell me, how long has it been since I hit her? I haven't hit her since her eye injury!"
The sound of frostlessness is gentle and cool:
"This has nothing to do with time; she's probably been afraid since she was little."
"You always speak a bit harshly."
Xu Qizhou was still angry after hearing what his sword spirit said.
Can you blame him for speaking harshly?
Having received orders from his sect to return and preside over the Ascension Ceremony, Xue Lan was eager to go home, carrying gifts from his fellow disciples.
As soon as he entered the sect, he encountered his junior brother complaining about him, and when he looked up, he saw thunder rumbling on the top of Jiyuan Peak.
No senior brother could be in a good mood.
With that thought in mind, the young man strode into the bamboo grove courtyard and placed all his belongings on the stone table.
Xue Lan timidly hid behind Xue Tong, only peeking out a pair of round, grayish-white eyes:
"what is this?"
"A congratulatory gift!"
Before Xu Qizhou could speak, Wushuang behind him transformed into a blue streak of light and landed on the ground.
The woman had flowing white hair and a gentle smile on her face.
"Auntie and the others gave you a congratulatory gift for taking over as the head of the Wan Gong Fang."
Xue Lan remained silent, but Xue Tong noticed something. The young girl glanced at Wu Shuang, then at Xu Qizhou. She then secretly sent a telepathic message to Xue Lan:
Are they dating?
Xue Lan shrank behind the girl:
"You just know it!"