917 Fate, Indescribably Wonderful (2)
Xu Qing raised his hand and caught some of them. After sensing them, a strange look appeared in his eyes, and he looked in the direction they were flying away with curiosity.
Xu Qing found it peculiar but decided to keep this matter to himself as he continued to follow the captain.
Gradually, when the group of them entered deeper into the mountain range, the sensing from his bloodline made the captain cautious. His body gradually blurred as he hid himself.
Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan also concealed their auras.
As for Xu Qing, he put on the mask his master had given him. His body then turned into bizarre nether state, hiding all traces.
“Little Qing, the place we’ll reach by the end of the day is where the concentration of my bloodline power is the strongest, but it’s all residual. The source isn’t there.”
“Instead of continuing to pursue, it’s better to wait here for the other party to return. Also, due to some special reasons, it’s impossible for the combat strength of my previous life body to recover to Nihility. It should be the Spirit Repository, the physical body’s Spirit Repository.”
In a valley, the captain squatted on a tree crown and whispered to the empty space beside him.
“Okay.” Xu Qing’s voice rang out from another direction.
The captain blinked and thought to himself that since Little Qing’s concealment had reached such a level, he had to be more attentive in this aspect. However, at this moment, he wasn’t in the mood to think too much about these things. He squatted there motionlessly.
Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan were the same. They didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
After all, no one knew the identity of the captain’s previous life body. As for cultivation… the captain made it sound simple but even if it was just the Spirit Repository, to them, it was a colossus-like existence.
Days passed amidst their caution.
Four days later, the captain suddenly transmitted his voice.
“It’s here!”
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes but didn’t look at the sky. Instead, he looked in front of the captain.
There was an eye there that reflected a scene.
Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan also restrained all their auras. Their gazes that were looking at the sky quickly focused on the eye in front of the captain.
At the same time, in the mountain range that was a day’s journey away, the sky changed.
A group of people came from a distance, their figures just appearing on the horizon, and the sound of music filled the air, with a hundred people playing flutes. The melody was beautiful and cheerful.
As the people got closer, the bright colors of their clothes were like flowers blooming in the sky.
These 32 burly men weren’t humans but were from the lion race. Their golden fur made them look like heavenly troops under the sunlight, giving them a majestic aura.
This kind of ostentation might not be considered much in Fenghai County, but in the Moon Worship Region, especially in the Unending Mountain Range, it was extremely exaggerated.
As for the skull bridal sedan they were carrying, there was a man and a woman sitting there.
The woman was dressed in a red cloud-patterned dress, appearing to be in her late twenties. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her beauty was unmatched, making it difficult to look away from her.
At this moment, she leaned her delicate body against the man beside her, placing his hand on her body, her eyes filled with tenderness. In her eyes, it seemed that there was only the man in front of her in the whole world.
Beneath her slender jade-like neck, there lay a creamy bosom akin to glistening white jade, partially veiled, a slim waist that could be held with one hand, a pair of long and gracefully proportioned legs that were bare, even her exquisite feet were silently alluring, emitting an irresistible invitation.
She was a peerless beauty.
As for the man, he was tall with a rugged appearance, his skin pale as if devoid of vitality, and his mismatched eyes, one large and one small, gave the impression that something had gone awry during his creation.
Moreover, waves of black gas emitted from his mouth, giving off a turbid feeling.
The whites of his eyes were also abnormal and contained a sickly yellow color. His body was rotting in many places and there was also turbid corpse fluid flowing from some places, causing one to not want to look at him.
Compared to the woman by his side, the man’s appearance was quite mismatched. However, it must be said that the sharp and menacing aura emanating from him, especially in his mismatched eyes, carried an indifference towards life. Sitting there, he exuded an aura of authority that made people not dare to underestimate him.
They came from the horizon. When they arrived here, the man stood up and the woman followed.
The two of them looked at each other. One was cold and the other was affectionate.
In the end, they actually kissed. It was unknown how the woman could withstand the black gas from the man. The touching of their tongues was a shocking sight.
In short, this intimacy revealed the extreme love between the two of them.
After that, the man took a step into the air and headed straight for the distant mountain peak. As for the cultivators in the sky, they quickly lowered their heads and respectfully sent him off before carrying the sedan into the distance.
Until after a while, the sky here returned to normal, and on the ground, a plant with leaves had grown an eye at some point. This eye closed rapidly and melted into dewdrops.
In a valley a day’s journey away from here, Xu Qing looked at everything reflected in the captain’s eyes in front of him, and his expression changed.
It was still fine for Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan. They didn’t recognize the two people in the scene.
“Little Qing, doesn’t that female cultivator look a little familiar…” The captain looked at Xu Qing with a blank expression.
Xu Qing found it unbelievable. The woman in his memory was someone who loved beauty incomparably. Her pursuit of beauty had reached the extreme but now, she was so intimate to someone covered in corpse water.
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