Chapter 729: A Top-Grade Sign?

Three days later, Soul-Locking Mountain.

On the cliff shrouded in gray mist, a man and a woman stood quietly, silent.

Wang Longxiang looked at the peaks immersed in the cold mist, a trace of sorrow rising in her heart.

She knew that Lu Ran was leaving.

He is the master of the Ran Sect, aiming to conquer the entire Holy Spirit Continent, and even to pierce through the sea of clouds that towers above all living beings, and sweep away the dust in the clouds.

How could he stay in this small Soul-Locking Mountain?

"Hoo~"

A cold wind blew, bringing damp and cold mist.

Wang Longxiang raised her hand and tucked a strand of messy long hair at her temple behind her ear.

As a Nüying disciple, she shouldn't have been greedy for a moment of peace.

The Nüying faction is born for glory!

Fighting on the battlefield for a lifetime and dying in battle—this is the destiny of a Nüying disciple.

It's just...

Wang Longxiang turned her head slightly and looked at the youth in the coir raincoat beside her.

His eyes were still bright, out of place with this gloomy Soul-Locking Mountain.

Peace,

doesn't seem to be a bad thing either.

Long ago, Wang Longxiang was everyone's reliance; pairs of expectant eyes were cast on her, and the lives of her companions were carried on her shoulders.

Since Lu Ran came here, everything has changed.

Wang Longxiang found that she also had someone to rely on; this dangerous Soul-Locking Mountain didn't seem so scary anymore.

It's a pity that he is leaving.

"I will activate the Nüying divine sculpture as soon as possible and come back to sign the inheritance contract with you." Lu Ran said softly.

He certainly noticed the look in the female general's eyes.

In just three days of contact, this Sea Realm great Nüying had undergone some changes.

She used to be like a child struggling alone outside.

Indestructible, immune to all poisons.

Until one day, the child returned home or saw family, and that strong shell cracked piece by piece...

"Longxiang?" Lu Ran called.

"Thank you, Sect Master." Wang Longxiang came back to her senses and lowered her head.

"Yesterday you visited Tiangang City in person and saw the living environment and atmosphere in the city with your own eyes. The brothers will live very well there, so you don't have to worry."

"Yes." Wang Longxiang's face was grateful.

Those brothers who followed her and shed blood now have a peaceful home.

"Your Nüying faction has a heart of pure blood, so I won't force you to leave. Besides, staying here is also very beneficial to your growth."

Wang Longxiang's strength reaching the third stage of the Sea Realm indeed surprised Lu Ran very much.

In a word: this is the height that only He Qi Feng could reach!

Looking at it this way, Wang Longxiang is willing to be stationed here and work hard for the cause in her heart; her Dao heart has been polished by this Soul-Locking Mountain to be exceptionally bright and brilliant!

Lu Ran certainly wants to help her and protect her.

"Staying here, you must pay attention to safety. If you have any needs, inform me in time." Lu Ran said, while untying the scabbard from his waist.

Wang Longxiang, like an ancient general, knelt down and lowered her head, her words clanging: "Thank you, Sect Master, for the sword!"

Lu Ran: "..."

He held the Silent Night sword and looked at the female general in red silk, stunned for a long while.

A moment later, Lu Ran squatted down and whispered: "That... can I just lend it to you? If you want a divine weapon, I will find another one for you."

Wang Longxiang finally understood why Lu Ran had stalled.

She hurriedly said: "Yes, just lend it! Longxiang is not asking for the Sect Master's divine weapon, and the Sect Master has already gifted us a divine halberd."

In the past, the divine halberd of Jingxian Island Master · Feng Zhihuan had always been kept by Niu Zhengzheng.

The day before yesterday, Lu Ran took that Fangtian Painted Halberd and gifted it to Wang Longxiang.

The Nüying faction mainly practices sword techniques, but they are also proficient in other weapons; the ultimate move of this faction is the Tomb of Ten Thousand Weapons, with knives, spears, swords, and halberds all complete.

Now that divine halberd has fallen into Yue Yi's hands.

Making the best use of everything.

"Hmm, hmm." Lu Ran handed the sword over: "The sword is named Silent Night; it likes quiet, so don't disturb it on weekdays."

"As you command." Wang Longxiang held the Silent Night sword with both hands and lowered her head in response.

Lu Ran stood up: "Then I'm leaving."

Wang Longxiang suddenly raised her head, a pair of beautiful eyes looking at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran looked behind him; in the nearby forest stood seven Nüying disciples and eight Black Fire divine steeds.

Those were the warhorses Lu Ran gifted to Longxiang's Eight Riders.

And what Longxiang's Eight Riders received was not only majestic warhorses but also a full eight Ghost Moon Foxes!

The evil demon · Ghost Moon Fox can predict danger and also possesses healing techniques.

What is commendable is that the Ghost Moon Fox clan has extremely high intelligence and can follow Lu Ran's will, cooperating wholeheartedly with Longxiang's Eight Riders!

Such powerful support can also increase the survival probability of Longxiang's Eight Riders.

"Respectfully send off the Sect Master!"

Seeing Lu Ran look over, the crowd led by Yue Yi saluted one after another.

Lu Ran smiled and nodded, summoning an ancient copper mirror at his side.

Wang Longxiang looked at Lu Ran's figure, opened her mouth, and finally said softly: "Take care on the road."

"Hmm." At Lu Ran's side, the floor mirror took shape, and two women in coir raincoats arrived one after another and immediately walked out.

Lu Ran turned to look at the female general in red silk: "Wait for me, take care."

"Yes." Wang Longxiang nodded lightly, watching Lu Ran retreat into the mirror.

The floor mirror shattered quietly.

This Soul-Locking Mountain seemed to have returned to its gloomy appearance.

"Hoo." Wang Longxiang sighed deeply, feeling empty in her heart.

After a long time, Yue Yi stepped forward: "Valley Master."

"Don't call me Valley Master anymore." Wang Longxiang held the Silent Night sword and looked at the cavalry in the distance: "He gave us a name."

A Longxiang General at the third stage of the Sea Realm.

Three at the peak of the River Estuary Realm, four at the middle and high stages of the River Estuary Realm.

Troop name—Longxiang's Eight Riders!

At the same time, west of Soul-Locking Mountain, at the entrance of the mountain area.

Lu Ran had made two more Black Fire divine steeds and had just climbed onto the horse.

Deng Yu Xiang waved her hand, the black crow on her shoulder flapped its wings and flew high, she looked at Lu Ran beside her and spat out four words:

"Leaving feelings everywhere."

"Ah?" Lu Ran turned his head to look at the Great Nightmare.

But he saw Deng Yu Xiang clamp her legs on the horse's belly and head west.

"No, where did I?" Lu Ran spurred his horse to catch up.

"Hmph." Deng Yu Xiang gave a cold snort, but in her heart, she gave a light sigh.

Deng Yu Xiang could understand the look in Wang Longxiang's eyes when she looked at Lu Ran.

In this cruel Holy Lingshan, especially in the dangerous Soul-Locking Mountain, Wang Longxiang and the others struggled bitterly day after day, and now they suddenly welcomed a figure like Lu Ran...

Changing the fate of the disciples in the valley, relieving her worries, gifting divine weapons and warhorses, and escorting her ideals and career.

Letting her no longer fight alone, acting as her most loyal and powerful backing.

If it were anyone else, who could remain unmoved?

It's not necessary to get involved in romantic feelings.

These overly excellent Great Xia prodigies all have their own burning blood and grand wishes.

But who made her, Wang Longxiang, a young woman with a heroic spirit?

"Sister?" Lu Ran hurriedly caught up: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Hmm?" Deng Yu Xiang looked at Lu Ran's eager appearance, and couldn't help but have a playful look in her eyes.

Lu Ran begged: "Don't mess around, I'm not even married yet, and you want me to divorce..."

Deng Yu Xiang glared at him: "Look at your useless appearance!"

"Pfft~" A light laugh came faintly.

Lu Ran: "..."

Deng Yu Xiang also held back her laughter, turned her head to look ahead: "Let's go, let's go to Bee-Elephant Valley and take a look."

"Oh."

A hundred kilometers away, in a beautiful rainforest.

In a deep valley, many human beings were building a rather magnificent palace.

It could be seen that the palace had already taken shape, and the human beings busy around it were like diligent worker ants, constantly moving stones and wood.

"Slap! Slap!"

Crisp whipping sounds kept ringing out, accompanied by a man's stern scolding: "Hurry up, hurry up! It must be completed within three days!"

Deep in the rainforest, a girl with dark skin and an overly tall figure, wearing ill-fitting tattered clothes, was holding a mountain-opening axe, working diligently to cut down trees.

The seemingly thick trees couldn't withstand two axes from the girl before they crashed to the ground with a boom.

"Hehe..." The dark-skinned girl panted, carrying the axe to chop off the branches.

Then several Biwu disciples stepped forward, releasing vines to wrap around the giant trees, and quickly transported them to the palace.

The dark-skinned girl's eyes were numb, carrying the mountain-opening axe, walking toward the next big tree.

"Chang Ying."

A faint call came.

The dark-skinned girl stopped her pace, turned her head slightly, and looked at the bushes nearby.

"Rustle~" The bushes shook, revealing a pretty face.

"Yingying, come!" The pretty woman called in a low voice and waved her hand.

Chang Ying looked at the woman for a moment, her numb eyes showing no sign of life, and she continued to walk toward the big tree with the axe.

"Yingying!" The pretty woman moved her petite body in the bushes: "Yingying, I have something to tell you."

Chang Ying turned a deaf ear, arrived under the big tree, and looked up.

Hmm... about two axes.

She swung the big axe and chopped hard at the trunk.

"Thud!"

Wood chips splashed, splashing on her face, and because of the existence of the water flow armor, it didn't hurt her at all.

And her lifeless eyes didn't even blink.

"Yingying~" The petite woman secretly flowed out of the bushes and whispered: "I just drew a sign, guess what I drew?"

"Thud!"

Another axe fell, and the tree fell with it.

The pretty woman hid to the side, a trace of excitement in her eyes: "It's a top-grade sign! A top-grade sign!"

Chang Ying was expressionless, carrying the axe, walking along the direction of the trunk, as if she wanted to crush the woman.

"You..." The petite woman hurriedly dodged and quickly caught up: "It's true, Yingying! Since entering the Holy Lingshan, I have never drawn a top-grade sign!"

"Thud! Thud!"

Chang Ying carried the big axe with her large hands, silently clearing the branches.

"I drew three times, and every time it was a top-grade sign!" The petite woman leaned over and squatted by Chang Ying's leg: "You draw one too? You draw..."

Chang Ying stopped her movements and looked down.

"Gulp." The petite woman swallowed.

Chang Ying's tall figure, those numb eyes, and the big axe in her hand gave the petite woman full pressure.

Finally, Chang Ying spoke: "If you don't work, you will be whipped."

"Yingying." The woman carefully reached out and tugged at Chang Ying's tattered trouser leg: "Just draw once, I have never drawn a top-grade sign in the Holy Lingshan, I just drew three times in a row! Maybe... maybe..."

The petite woman's eyes were full of expectation, her heart full of unrealistic fantasies.

She raised her face and begged: "Yingying, please, you draw once too!"

Those big eyes looking up, that pretty little face, made Chang Ying a little dazed.

In a trance, she seemed to see an old friend.

"Yingying, please! Just once, just draw once, okay?"

Slowly, Chang Ying dropped one hand and pressed it on the woman's head.

That large hand easily gripped the woman's head.

"Ying—ah!"

"Hoo~"

Chang Ying casually threw the woman away, picked up the mountain-opening axe, and continued to work diligently to chop branches.

"Thud! Thud!"

Chang Ying was expressionless, axe after axe fell, wood chips flying.

Top-grade sign?

Heh.

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