Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Chapter 238 What a serendipitous encounter!

Zi Ling held Yuan Yao tightly with one hand and clutched a spirit stone with the other. She was also greatly exhausted, and felt a faint stinging pain in her soul with every mile she flew. But she did not stop, nor did she dare to stop.

"Don't worry about that for now; the other party might not be that patient."

Yuan Yao forced a smile. "This island is truly terrifyingly vast. We have been flying like this for a long time, yet we still cannot see the edge. It seems even more expansive than Tianxing City."

An unnatural flush appeared on Zi Ling's face, and her breathing became slightly rapid. "This is probably not an island. I have read some ancient texts, and landmasses like this, stretching as far as the eye can see, should be called 'land'."

"What do you mean?"

"It can be understood as a vast land formed by dozens or even hundreds of islands of the size of Tianxing City coming together and stretching endlessly. We previously thought that the other end of the teleportation array was still the sea, but now it seems that we have landed on an unimaginably magnificent continent."

At this moment, Yuan Yao even had the thought of telling Zi Ling to give up on her and let her fend for herself.

However, the methods in the cultivation world are unpredictable. Once captured, the other party can easily use the soul-searching technique to find out everything from her memories.

It was impossible to hide it, and in the end, the outcome was no different.

This can't go on forever.

If they push themselves to their limits and force themselves to continue, both of them may face the risk of their Core Formation stage collapsing.

If only there were a elixir that could instantly restore spiritual energy right now...

Thinking of this, Yuan Yao suddenly froze.

Under Zi Ling's puzzled gaze, she raised her hand and slapped herself on the forehead.

"I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of that sooner!"

Before Zi Ling could even ask, Yuan Yao flipped her hand, revealing a jade bottle in her palm.

She lightly tapped her fingertip, and two drops of milky white liquid flew out of the jade bottle.

The moment the liquid appeared, an extremely pure spiritual energy spread out, invigorating the spirit and instantly dispelling even the stinging sensation deep within the soul.

She quickly fed the two drops of liquid to herself and Ziling.

The liquid melted upon entering their throats, and a warm yet powerful spiritual energy surged and flowed through their bodies like a torrent, causing the spiritual energy around them to rapidly spread and rise like ripples.

Almost instantly, the spiritual energy that had been depleted in their bodies was restored to its full potential, as if a cup had been filled in a moment.

Zi Ling's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in delight, "Sister Yuan Yao, what kind of rare and precious treasure is this? It can instantly replenish the spiritual power of a Core Formation cultivator!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao couldn't help but show a bitter smile and regret on her face. "This is my fault. When I was in the inner hall of the Void Heaven Palace, I accidentally found a spiritual eye spring. These are the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk that I collected at that time. In the rush to escape, my mind was tense, and I forgot about this life-saving item for a moment."

Yuan Yao looked a little embarrassed. After putting away the jade bottle, she took out the "Wooden Dragon Tablet" that Zi Ling had given her earlier.

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She was about to activate it again when Zi Ling gently pressed her hand down.

"This wooden dragon stele has its limits."

Zi Ling explained.

"In a short period of time, it can only be activated twice at most. In addition to our own spiritual power, the wooden dragon tablet itself also needs to accumulate spiritual power and slowly charge up. Roughly speaking, it can be used stably once or twice every month or so."

Yuan Yao suddenly realized after hearing this: "So there are such restrictions."

Zi Ling nodded, her expression serious: "If there were no restrictions, this wooden dragon tablet would probably be more than just a magic weapon; it would be a true ancient treasure from the primordial era."

After recovering, the two continued their swift escape along the current.

After a brief discussion along the way, they both agreed that it was far from safe to proceed. So Yuan Yao and Zi Ling flew low along the river at the speed of a Core Formation stage cultivator. Whenever their spiritual energy was about to run out, they would take a drop of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk to instantly replenish it.

This went on for over a month without stopping.

Until one senses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually shifting from intense to peaceful, and the surrounding landscape reveals traces of human habitation.

Sensing that the spiritual energy here wasn't particularly strong, they decided to stop and rest for a while.

Zi Ling gathered some dry firewood, lit a campfire, then bent her knees and sat quietly by the fire, gazing at the undulating mountain range silhouetted against the moonlight in the distance, lost in thought.

Yuan Yao took off her shoes and socks, sat on a smooth blue stone, and immersed her feet in the cool flowing water, letting it wash away her fatigue.

Her face showed signs of exhaustion. She had been on the run for dozens of days without stopping. Even though she had been replenished with ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk, her spirit remained highly tense, which took a huge toll on her mental energy.

If neither of them had reached the Core Formation stage and their mental fortitude was far stronger than when they were at the Foundation Establishment stage, they probably would have given up long ago.

After a moment, a pair of bare jade feet stepped onto the bluestone.

Her toes were perfectly round and smooth, with a delicate and beautiful shape that defies description.

Yuan Yao bent over gently, her figure as slender as a crescent moon in the clouds.

He raised his hand and cast a spell to disperse the moisture, then put his snow-white cotton stockings back on before slowly walking over to sit down next to Zi Ling. He then lazily leaned back and lay down beside Zi Ling.

"I'm so tired————"

She let out a long sigh, her voice full of weariness.

Zi Ling smiled slightly and said gently, "Sister, it seems we're quite lucky; we've finally overcome the most difficult hurdle."

Yuan Yao didn't even bother to open her eyes, and muttered listlessly, "I'll settle this score with him sooner or later, otherwise I'll never get over this anger."

Zi Ling chuckled: "I'm afraid that if you really have that thought, you won't be able to hate me anymore."

"well----"

Yuan Yao adjusted to a more comfortable position, resting her head on Zi Ling's lap and spreading her arms out. "He's the worst person in the world."

As night deepened, the river flowed gently.

After resting for a while, Yuan Yao suddenly asked softly, "Where do you think he might be now?"

Zi Ling gazed at the hazy mountain shadows in the distance and shook her head: "I don't know, but this land is so vast, we need to settle down first and then inquire slowly."

"Too."

Yuan Yao closed her eyes, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "Since we're already here, we'll find him eventually. We'll make him make it up to us then."

Zi Ling looked down at Yuan Yao, who was resting her head on her lap, and gently tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.

"No matter how much the Hidden Moon Sect has declined, it shouldn't allow people to swagger across the border like this."

A sudden, leisurely voice rang out from all around.

Startled, Zi Ling and Yuan Yao, who were by the campfire, sprang to their feet instantly. Their spiritual power surged out instinctively, condensing into a solid protective aura around them. At the same time, they formed hand seals, and their respective magical treasures were summoned into their hands.

The two stood back to back, their divine senses scanning their surroundings.

Undetectable.

No one is empty.

A bitter feeling welled up in their hearts.

They had just narrowly escaped the pursuit of a Nascent Soul cultivator and hadn't even caught their breath when they ran into this kind of thing again.

Judging from his elusive and unpredictable manner, he is undoubtedly a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"May I ask which senior has graced us with their presence? We are merely passing through and had no intention of disturbing you. If we have offended you, please forgive us."

Above their heads, the air rippled silently like water, creating tiny, continuous waves.

A figure dressed in a blue dress emerged from the center of the ripples.

She was extremely beautiful, and her gaze, as she looked down, carried an air of scrutiny and condescension.

What is most eye-catching are the two bracelets, one red and one silver, floating on the wrists of the other person.

The bracelet is translucent, with a seemingly endless flow of spiritual light within. These lights never actually touch the skin, always maintaining an imperceptible distance as they slowly rotate.

Nangong Wan looked down at Zi Ling and Yuan Yao below, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. Her expression was calm and unreadable.

But his inner world was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Although both of them used some kind of technique to conceal their appearance and aura, this method was ineffective under the divine sense of the Nascent Soul stage, and their true appearances were fully revealed.

The Hidden Moon Sect originated from the Joyful Union Sect, and has always had many disciples with outstanding appearances; handsome men and beautiful women are not uncommon within the sect.

But Nangong Wan has to admit it now.

These two women.

Even if she saw its true appearance, she would still be shocked and unable to look away.

"Tell me, why did you come to the territory of the Hidden Moon Sect?"

Zi Ling stepped forward, her posture respectful. Knowing that any thought could be seen through in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator, she decided to speak frankly.

"Senior Qi, we fled here in a panic, and didn't know which way to go."

Nangong Wan looked at the two of them, and her expression did not seem to be feigning.

The problem is that when she mentioned the "Hidden Moon Sect," the other person also looked completely clueless, which is strange.

No matter what, the Hidden Moon Sect is a well-known sect in the cultivation world.

In the Northern Liang Kingdom, there is only one like it.

Logically speaking, it's impossible that they wouldn't know.

But his expression didn't seem feigned.

If it were a minor cultivator at the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment stage, it would be understandable that their knowledge was shallow.

But these two are clearly both at the Core Formation stage, with solid auras, so how could they be completely unaware of this?

"Whom did you learn your skills from?"

Zi Ling neither answered yes directly nor no.

"If we said that my two senior sisters were independent cultivators, would you believe us, senior?"

Nangong Wan narrowed her eyes slightly.

A guess formed in my mind.

Then she asked about the distribution of the major powers in Tiannan, as well as some well-known recent events.

Just as she expected.

When she mentioned names such as "The Righteous Alliance," "The Six Sects of the Demonic Path," and "The Nine Kingdoms Alliance," the two women looked on with complete unfamiliarity.

I have no idea how to answer; I know nothing when asked.

Moreover, some of the syllables and intonations in their speech had subtle but discernible differences from the accents commonly used by local cultivators in Tiannan.

This difference is not something deliberately faked; rather, it seems to be a different language habit learned from childhood.

Nangong Wan landed not far in front of the two.

Zi Ling and Yuan Yao exchanged a glance, knowing that there was no need to hide anything anymore.

In just a few short exchanges, the other party had almost figured out their background.

Besides, such a thing is impossible to fabricate even if one wanted to.

They truly knew nothing about this place.