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Su Lingyue stood in a daze, a hint of confusion flickering in her eyes. What did Ye Xiuyuan mean when he spoke of drawing luck from Yu Miaoyin? Had they really taken the luck of their Third Junior Sister? The idea of transferring someone’s luck to oneself was something she had only read about in ancient texts. What was that strange light orb, and what kind of power did it possess?
From their conversation, it was clear they were after the luck of Qingjing Peak, which seemed to be exceptionally strong among all its members. But what about Qi Xiao? Why did Ye Xiuyuan repeatedly try to harm and exclude him? Did he think Qi Xiao's luck was too low?
These thoughts swirled chaotically in Su Lingyue's mind, causing her a headache. One thing was clear: she needed to expose Ye Xiuyuan's true nature as soon as possible. As for that strange entity, it must be reported to the sect and captured.
In Wangjing City, everyone's jade talismans suddenly lit up. An elder had finally located the position of the spatial rift, prompting everyone to rush over. The streets were filled with ruins and debris, yet no one paid any attention to this; they were all fixated on a patch of emptiness before them.
In that void, there seemed to be some inexplicable fluctuations, faintly resembling ripples. If they hadn’t been alerted by someone to observe closely, they would never have guessed that the spatial rift was right there.
Qi Xiao stood frozen, staring at the empty space before him, yet he could sense an opening had appeared. A continuous stream of cold wind poured out from the opening, mixing with the air and sending a chill down his spine. This chill filled him with an instinctive revulsion and a strong urge to drive it away.
Was this the impulse of the Dragon’s essence? Qi Xiao slowly approached and extended his hand, placing his palm over the eerie opening. Countless golden threads surged from his palm and seeped into the surrounding ripples. In an instant, golden light flickered brilliantly, dazzling everyone and making it hard for them to open their eyes.
Some worried he might cause trouble and tried to pull him back, but they were stopped by Elder Qingxu and the two sect leaders. "Trust him; he knows better than we do what needs to be done."
Standing firm in place, more and more golden threads flowed from Qi Xiao's palm, and the radiance grew stronger. He even felt as if his palm was being scorched. Then, amidst a burst of golden light that illuminated the sky, Qi Xiao closed his eyes and fainted.
The elders exchanged glances, clearly taken aback by this scene and unsure how to respond. Elder Huang immediately squeezed through the crowd of elders and stepped forward to check on him.
Song Maoyan was filled with worry. "What happened? Where are you hurt?"
"It's nothing, he just overexerted himself and needs to rest for a while."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
A few days later, Qi Xiao yawned as he sat up in bed. He opened his eyes, looked around, and suddenly froze.
This was his room in the Carefree Sect.
"Did I just sleep and end up at the Carefree Sect?"
He rubbed his forehead, deep in thought when Ji Linglong walked in with some medicine. Hearing his words, she couldn't help but pull at the corners of her mouth in disbelief.
"You didn't just sleep; you were unconscious for three whole days!"
Qi Xiao felt a bit confused. He only felt like he had taken a long nap, one that was quite refreshing. It was just that he had slept too long, leaving his body feeling sore and weak.
"How did I end up unconscious?"
Elder Huang said you overexerted yourself and couldn't handle it, so you fainted.
"Overexerted?"
Qi Xiao waved his fist and carefully assessed himself. He didn't feel weak at all; instead, he felt full of energy, as if he had an endless supply of strength.
"I only rested for a few days, and my condition has improved this much? The essence of the Divine Dragon is truly remarkable!"
He squeezed his bicep, thoroughly satisfied with his current physique.
Ji Linglong was not pleased. She slammed the medicine bowl down in front of him, crossed her arms, and glared at him with a cold expression.
"You think too highly of yourself. Your body is recovering so well thanks to Elder Huang's medicine and my careful nursing. Do you really think you could just sleep and restore your health?"
"Thank you, thank you! I was just overly excited."
His joy stemmed not only from the surprising state of his body but also from the realization that his cultivation level had subtly shifted upward without him even noticing.
It made sense; with the essence of the Divine Dragon nourishing his body at all times, over time, his aptitude and physique would naturally undergo subtle transformations.
With Elder Huang feeding him bowl after bowl of spiritual medicine, it was hardly surprising that his cultivation level would rise.
To have gained a small level without any pain or effort felt like being struck by a gold bar while walking down the street.
Could such a thing actually happen to him one day?
Qi Xiao was delighted for a moment when he suddenly noticed that he was wearing a different set of clothes. His smile faltered as he stammered, "Who changed my clothes?"
Ji Linglong looked unfazed. "I changed them. What's wrong with that?"
"Who are you?"
The startled exclamation nearly blew the roof off.
Qi Xiao immediately wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, shielding her body, stammering as a rare blush crept onto her cheeks.
"You and I both know I'm quite exceptional, but in this lifetime, I am devoted to cultivation and have no other intentions. If there’s anything that has led you to misunderstand, I apologize, but there is absolutely no possibility between us!"
Hearing this, Ji Linglong felt an itch in her hands. She looked at her fists, holding back her anger as she gritted her teeth.
"Who do you think you are? Who would even want you?"
Puffing out her cheeks in indignation, her face flushed with irritation. Meeting Qi Xiao's hesitant gaze, for some reason, she felt a dryness in her throat.
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
Ji Linglong cleared her throat and lifted her chin proudly. "You’re thinking too much. Even if all the men in the cultivation world were to die, I still wouldn’t look at you."
Phew, that was close.
Qi Xiao patted her chest, relieved.
Ji Linglong shot her a fierce glare, feeling both angry and somewhat unwilling. "Am I some kind of monster? Once I leave the sect, there will be plenty of people chasing after me!"
With skin as white as snow and delicate features that captivated attention with every smile or frown, even when she was angry, she appeared more charming than threatening to those who didn’t know better.
To be fair, Ji Linglong's beauty ranked among the best in the Xiaoyao Sect, rivaling even those from the Qingjing Peak.
What she said was indeed true. If she stepped out of the sect and walked down the street, she would likely attract many admirers, with some even eager to serve her.
But what good would that do? They’d just be courting a tiger!
"Those who are interested in you clearly don’t know your temper," Qi Xiao muttered softly while rubbing her neck.
Upon hearing this, Ji Linglong raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes as she glared at Qi Xiao with an unfriendly expression.
"What did you just say?"
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