The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 313 Gold and Silver Hairpins: Ji Sheng [Part 1]

All these changes happened too fast, almost in the blink of an eye.

"Whoosh!" Clumps of dark green leaves rustled in the air currents as Feng Ling spun rapidly to dissipate the force, landing steadily on the dense forest of the secluded valley.

Immediately, the golden and silver light streaked across the night sky, turning back and disappearing from the unknown origin.

The Heaven-Shaking Thorn crashed with a loud thud into a giant rock within Feng Ling's field of vision.

Feng Ling vaguely sensed that it seemed to be a pair of gold and silver women's hairpins. Although the owner of the hairpins was able to use the power of the two hairpins to defeat the thunderous power of the Heaven-Shaking Thorn, there was a certain suspicion of cheating, but Feng Ling guessed that her cultivation level should not be weak.

"Forget it, let's get the Heaven-Shaking Thorn first!"

Seeing the faint crackling of lightning within the nearby boulder, Feng Ling leaped forward at breakneck speed. He had originally planned to pinpoint the direction of the avalanche and the falling snowflakes, then follow them to deliver the final blow.

The two unwitting victims of the avalanche were unaware that they had almost been strangled in their sleep.

"thump!"

Suddenly, a spherical object glowing with fire was drawn by the airflow and tumbled down from the night sky, landing right in Feng Ling's path.

The surface of the sphere trembled with electric shocks and emitted a strong, pungent, burnt smell, clearly indicating that it had been hit by the lightning previously drawn by the Heaven-Shaking Thorn.

"Treasure, treasure... treasure, treasure..." Perhaps due to the stimulation of the electric current, the sphere, now unrecognizable, was still mechanically murmuring.

"Ah, greed is insatiable!"

Upon seeing this scene, Feng Ling paused in his rapid movement, then swept past with a flick of his sleeve. Immediately, the wind and sand swirled, burying the sphere forever.

Suddenly, the eerie light on the distant boulder vanished.

"It really is a Heaven-Shaking Thorn! You dare to use such a treasure as a throwing dart? Since you don't want it, then this young lady will reluctantly accept it!"

A soft laugh reached his ears, and Feng Ling, who had rushed over, frowned. He vaguely guessed the answer and couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, yet there was nothing he could do.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist! My name is Feng Ling. May I ask your name?"

On a cracked boulder stood a graceful woman in white, dressed in magnificent robes. Her hair was adorned with gold and silver hairpins, and she gazed at the lightning cone floating in her hand, talking to herself.

Feng Ling observed that the opponent's aura was long and solid, and combined with the fact that his previous attack had severed the divine sense attached to the Heaven-Shaking Thorn, causing Xue Beng and the other two to suffer a backlash, he roughly judged that the opponent's cultivation level should be around the fourteenth level. "So it's Young Master Feng! This humble woman is Ji Sheng, also known as Jin Yinchai. I have always disliked people bullying the weak, it was just a small favor!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Sheng sheathed the Heaven-Shaking Thorn, looked at Feng Ling who was lightly tapping one foot on a treetop, and gracefully gave a slight bow. The pendants of the two gold and silver hairpins on her hair reflected the bright moonlight, and swayed gently, dazzlingly beautiful.

This scene came into Feng Ling's view.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This gold and silver hairpin: Ji Sheng is not only upright and righteous, but also speaks and acts with propriety and gentleness. She must have an extraordinary background!
"Young Master Feng, the Nine Infant Land is fraught with danger. To avoid being outnumbered again, would you be willing to travel with me so we can look after each other?" Ji Sheng leaped to the treetop near Feng Ling and invited him in a gentle and charming manner.

After saying that, seeing Feng Ling remain silent, she deliberately blinked and said, "My strength is very strong!"

“This… I appreciate Miss Ji Sheng’s kindness! But I have important matters to attend to, so I won’t take up any more of your precious treasure-hunting time!”

Feng Ling had initially addressed her as "fellow Daoist," but Ji Sheng responded with "Young Master," subtly bridging the gap between them. Furthermore, their conversation was quite pleasant, and Feng Ling had quietly begun to call her "Miss Ji Sheng."

"Pfft, it's just seeking revenge! Young Master Feng, I can go with you! As for treasures, I've already obtained the Heaven-Shaking Thorn. Apart from that historical heirloom, there aren't many treasures here that can compare to it!"

Ji Sheng covered her mouth and chuckled. After some persuasion, she took out a dark awl and waved it in front of Feng Ling.

Judging from her expression, it seems she's determined to be the protector of the grass today!
"in this way……"

Gazing at the captivating figure illuminated by the lightning arcs of the Heaven-Shaking Thorn, Feng Ling wore a helpless expression. Although he was destined to lose the Heaven-Shaking Thorn, Xue Beng and the other two had to die!

Thinking this, Feng Ling was about to reply, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss," when he suddenly looked at Ji Sheng, his pupils contracted, and he turned into a swift swan and left.

"Young Master Feng, why are you running away?" Seeing the extreme terror on Feng Ling's face before he left, Ji Sheng was filled with doubt. Subconsciously, her body trembled slightly as she slowly turned around.

"Phew...there's nothing there!"

"That's outrageous! You scared the hell out of me!"

Ji Sheng patted her chest and quickly leaped after him, her words no longer as gentle as before.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)