Chapter 1221: Transfer of Long Qi, Agitation of the Insects

An ice platform produced by Great Shun surged with bubbling cold mist, a cashmere rug from the Northern Court was rolled into a soft little nest, incense made by various overseas nations burned in curling wisps, and a small plate was piled high with the Southern Border specialty: deep-fried spicy dried fish.

A narrow slit was opened in the dark walnut window, letting in fresh air that had traveled through the tree canopy, yet it was not too hot. One gray and one white, two mice stood on the left and right, holding a long peacock feather and shaking it gently, fanning air up and down.

"Click, click, click."

Bai Awei lay on its back in the rug nest, embracing two golden centipedes. After finishing the dried fish, it turned its jointed limbs toward the sky, peeled off the wax coating of a post-meal elixir, swallowed the pill, and flicked the wax coating away with its limbs. The gray and white mice's eyes lit up; they threw down the peacock feathers in their hands and pounced forward.

Whoosh!

A yellow shadow darted over, slapped its paws on the ground, and leaped with all its might. It performed a horizontal split in mid-air, simultaneously kicking away the gray mouse and the white mouse, caught the semi-circular wax coating in the air, rolled as it landed, and stuck out its red tongue to lick it.

Delicious, delicious—

The medicine had the taste of medicine, and the wax had the fragrance of wax.

A shadow fell.

A fair hand grabbed the back of the neck of the oblivious big yellow mouse. Li Xianghan picked it up and moved it aside, then distributed two pieces of maltose to the gray and white mice, patted their heads, and told them to pick up the peacock feathers and continue fanning. Afterward, she turned around, faced the nest, and respectfully asked the Heavenly Centipede for instructions:

"Great Centipede Bai Awei, great and busy King of Huai, does he have time to descend upon his loyal Southern Border today?"

Bai Awei pushed away the seductive golden centipedes on its left and right, sighed inwardly that wine and lust were harmful to the body, slowly raised half its body, and tapped its jointed limbs, signaling that it was now contacting the King of Huai to see what was going on.

The slightly warm wind brushed against her face through the window slit.

Li Xianghan waited anxiously.

Seven days ago, she had reported the upcoming Insect Valley Festival to the Heavenly Centipede Bai Awei in advance, and Bai Awei had then passed the message to Liang Qu through some unknown, mysterious method.

Liang Qu had clearly responded at the time, saying he would descend immediately to check the situation. Who would have thought he would go back on his word? Not only did he not come that day, but there had been no movement for seven consecutive days afterward, and the cultivation he always insisted on every night had been forced to stop.

Seven days.

A full seven days.

The Insect Valley Festival was about to officially begin, and he was still nowhere to be seen.

There had been interruptions before, but only once or twice; it had never been this long.

What on earth was the King of Huai doing?

Li Xianghan felt a bitter taste in her heart.

As the dignified Saintess of the Green Pattern Valley, she hated this humiliation of being a "Life-Bound Person," living under the shadow of a centipede.

Humans were inferior to Gu; summoned when needed and discarded when not.

Yet, having seen the world through the King of Huai's eyes, she could not stop thinking about that dazzling, different, and brilliant beauty and enjoyment.

It was like a mouse in a cave that had never seen the light, seeing the sun for the first time.

Since Bai Awei became a Great Demon, her life as the contractor of a Great Demon had reached another level of luxury, more exaggerated and prestigious than many clan elders. A month ago, she planted a second divine ability seed, which made this exaggeration even more extreme; she got whatever she wanted.

If she wanted to eat half-year-old lamb from the Northern Court, she only had to say it, and she could eat it at the next meal.

If she wanted pearl powder from the East Sea for skincare, she only had to have the thought, and she would see it when she turned back.

When her maid hit someone, even though she was clearly in the wrong, the clan elders still came to discuss how to handle it with her when the matter blew up.

Having experienced soaring on the wind, how could she endure the bumpy carriage rides and dust on the dirt roads?

She could no longer go back—

"Although the River God Celebration is over, the King of Huai must have many things to wrap up. He must be too busy to come," Li Xianghan comforted herself.

The Dragon World was the focus of attention, and Liang Qu was a particularly special one among them, full of legendary color. Li Xianghan had been intentionally collecting information on Liang Qu and knew that the King of Huai had held a grand event lasting a month and a half at thirteen ports in June and July of this year, with everything one could eat, drink, and play. Even all the entertainment spots in the world combined were not as good as that.

It was a pity that she couldn't go to the Southern Border; she didn't know how prosperous it really was.

Perhaps she would have the chance to become a representative team member in the future?

"Click, click, click."

Bai Awei's mouthparts opened and closed, and it lay back down. The golden centipedes on the left and right crawled and burrowed back into its embrace.

"What? The King of Huai will come today after finishing his business?" Li Xianghan was pleasantly surprised.

"Click, click, click."

Yixing County.

"Ha~ ha~"

On the plum blossom scroll desk, the tea canister tipped over, and tea leaves piled up.

Half a cup of spilled tea dried on the tabletop, leaving a water stain that exuded the fragrance of tea leaves.

The gauze curtains were half-fallen, Long Long Eying's chest heaved, and she gasped for breath. The pear wood headboard above her head had birds dancing on it, and the edges were all crushed into wood shavings.

Liang Qu sat on the edge of the bed with his upper body bare. His muscle lines were as clear as if they had been outlined with a wolf-hair brush dipped in ink. He turned halfway, picked off a strand of black hair stuck to Long Eying's body, then slid his palm, stroked her thighs, and watched the jade-colored soft flesh squeeze out between his fingers. He experienced the smoothness, delicacy, and slight dampness of sweat on his fingertips, feeling that he couldn't even grasp it properly. He really couldn't put it down and couldn't help but lean down and kiss all the way to the top of her feet.

Refreshing.

All his fatigue was thrown away, and he once again experienced the happiness and fulfillment of life.

"After the Bing Day is over, I should have a period of leisure. Is there anywhere you want to go, my lady?" Liang Qu kneaded her soles.

Long Long Eying's pupils focused, she turned her head slightly and thought for a moment: "Go to Linggu Temple to see fireflies? And the Pengze Grass Sea. I heard that every summer and autumn when the water is low, there will be a big grassland. I don't know what it's like."

"Ah." Liang Qu's fingers brushed through, pushing aside the black hair on Long Long Eying's forehead, revealing her face. "I will send someone to communicate with the abbot at Linggu Temple to clear the venue in advance. The Pengze Grassland is too big; I will send someone to see where it is best."

"Actually, there's no need. Others have to go too..." Long Long Eying said there was no need, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"You say there's no need, but why are you smiling? My lady is not being honest."

"Hahaha, why do you like tickling my feet so much—don't be like this, I'm so tired, I don't want to move, hum—"

"How tired are you?"

"So tired, so tired, I want to sleep—"

After a little work-rest balance, Liang Qu, who had recovered his energy after receiving Bai Awei's inquiry message, played with Long Eying for a while, let her rest, and immediately threw himself into the next round of work.

Southern Border Long Qi, charge, charge, charge!

The cicadas were screaming for their lives, streams of water were spurting out, and it was like rain under the trees.

This kind of insect appeared between May and August every year, and July was the peak period of activity. It was so noisy that Liang Qu couldn't even hear people talking clearly, yet he didn't feel irritable.

The Heavenly Centipede raised half its body, swaying left and right.

Li Xianghan felt that Liang Qu was in an inexplicably good mood today.

Did he feel relaxed after finishing the territory affairs?

"The Bing Fire Day is hot, and all things are agitated, especially the low-level Gu insects. The number of Gu insects in the Insect Valley is already huge, and they will constantly be fed with residual Gu and waste Gu from the Nine Villages. Every year, the number of Gu insects in the Insect Valley is in the hundreds of millions, and it is very spectacular when they are agitated.

But it is also a rare opportunity. Most low-level Gu insects cannot control themselves at this time and seek mating opportunities, killing each other, turning waste into treasure, and leaving the strong behind.

At this time, cooperating with the Saintess's constitution and the ritual catalysis, after the strong insects mate, all the essence of flesh and blood will be transferred to the offspring.

Therefore, every Insect Valley Festival, very rare exotic Gu insects will emerge, and there are even exotic insects that can absorb the essence of the sun.

Because the parents' rank is not high and the shackles are weak, this kind of exotic insect is fierce and basically not restricted by bloodline. They can all be contracted. The talents of the Nine Villages will enter the Insect Valley to compete for the cultivation of powerful Gu insects, and then come out to fight for rankings with the new Gu. This is good for themselves and can also get the Tusi's rewards. It is considered a custom of the Southern Border. The Saintess has an advantage in cultivating Gu insects, and the top spot every year is basically the Saintess's."

Li Xianghan told the rules and functions of the Insect Valley Festival.

"How long does it take to find the offspring and cultivate them?"

"Very fast. From the beginning to the end of the Insect Valley Festival, it is basically about forty days. Tomorrow I will set off to the Insect Valley to perform the dance, and on the 21st, the formal members under the age of thirty-five from the major villages will enter the Insect Valley."

Whether it is the Huangzhou Great Hunting Meeting or the Southern Border, they basically treat those under thirty-five as the young generation. At this time, a person's potential can be most fully revealed.

Over thirty-five, they count as another generation and basically won't emerge suddenly.

The Heavenly Centipede nodded and turned to ask about another matter.

"What about the Ganlu Ningqi I asked you about last time? Did you ask your grandmother?"

"I asked, I asked." Li Xianghan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Since the Great King has given instructions, the little girl naturally dare not delay and will go all out. I asked my grandmother sideways, and the one who went to escort it that time was indeed called Ganlu Ningqi, and we offer it to the Tusi every year. I don't know the specific quantity, but it is definitely not small. The most critical point is..."

"What is the most critical point? Don't sell it short, and did you find out where the Long Qi is sent?"

With a bottom line of hundreds of strands of Heaven and Earth Long Qi, Liang Qu would explode and fly into the sky once he got them.

With the same kind of Long Qi and the same kind of container, he could quickly take them away even without the Ze Ding.

Li Xianghan looked left and right, quietly poked her head out of the window, confirmed that there was no one there, and ran to the door.

The gray, white, and yellow mice also jumped to the windowsill, ran under the bed, and flew to the door, observing everywhere, and jumped onto the tabletop one by one to report that there was no one.

Liang Qu finally understood what she was doing: "Don't worry blindly. Whether there is anyone eavesdropping, I know better than you. If I can't discover it, can you, a Martial Artist, discover it?"

Li Xianghan laughed dryly: "Habit becomes nature. I really don't know the location of the Ganlu Ningqi. My grandmother doesn't know either. It all ends after being sent to the Tusi. I don't know where the Long Qi is placed. However, this year is different. Speaking of which, it has something to do with you."

"How so?"

Li Xianghan couldn't help but lower her voice: "Didn't I say last time that there was a direct descendant talent in the Nine Villages who was stuck by the Qi-eating?

I asked my grandmother sideways about this point this time. Grandmother said that it was because I don't know what happened, but the Long Qi prepared by the major villages last year all disappeared inexplicably. The time node was basically when we were at war with Great Shun, especially the day the White Ape appeared! It should have been taken away by your friend, the White Ape."

It wasn't taken by a friend; it was taken by me.

"There is actually such a thing?" The Heavenly Centipede's jointed limbs tapped the table. "You tell me the main point first."

"That is the main point." Li Xianghan said aggrievedly, "The collection of Long Qi is very difficult. Without the corresponding container, it cannot be taken away at all; it is visible but untouchable.

But the Long Qi all disappeared in the treasury, and the container for storing Long Qi was not lost, which shows that the other party only took the Long Qi and knew and possessed all the containers for Long Qi, and the container level was even higher, resulting in the Long Qi automatically flowing away without entering the treasury.

The Tusi suspected that there was a traitor among us, worried that the storage of Ganlu Ningqi would also have problems, and prepared to take the opportunity to transfer them. My grandmother received the order and told me not to talk nonsense."

Liang Qu's eyes lit up.

There is such a good thing?

Worried that the story would repeat itself, they prepared to transfer the Long Qi in advance. The Tusi is really a smart person.

Hiding and not moving, he really couldn't find the location, but if the Tusi moved to transfer it, cooperating with the old toad's talent—

Seeing the Heavenly Centipede's eyes flash with light such as "cunning," "vicious," "despicable," "shameful," "evil,"

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"base."

Li Xianghan held her head with her hands and slapped her own mouth.

What am I doing? Why did I say so much, and why did I really go to ask?

Do I really want to become a traitor to the Southern Border?

Don't want to.

Heaven and man fought fiercely, two little Li Xianghans punched and kicked each other, pulling hair, slapping mouths, and kicking buttocks.

"You did a good job!" The jointed limbs tapped the table.

Li Xianghan was happy: "Thank you for the Great King's praise!"

"If things are exposed in the future, I will try my best to save your life."

Li Xianghan's face collapsed: "Great King, can it not be exposed? I am still young, haven't looked for a wild man, and haven't experienced the glory of becoming a Perfected Form Grandmaster—"

"Try my best."

"So perfunctory."

"Presumptuous!" The Heavenly Centipede stopped, its jointed limbs carried on its back. "Do you think I am easy to talk to?"

Li Xianghan shivered: "Don't dare."

"Alright, I already know about the matter. Now hurry up and cultivate. Every bit of improvement counts!"

"Obey!"

Li Xianghan clenched her fists, ambition burning in her eyes.

A rare opportunity.

This Insect Valley Festival, she will definitely strongly claim the title of the number one Saintess of the Southern Border!

Bai Awei fell back into the nest, and the golden centipedes that had been dispersed were carried over by the mice wrapped in towels, winding their bodies and burrowing into the blanket.

The emerald little snake flicked its tongue, Yun Qianlan sat with her five hearts facing the sky, and her momentum continued to expand.

After a long time.

The aura calmed down.

Yun Qianlan opened her phoenix eyes, a flash of essence disappeared, she experienced the surging power in her body, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Third divine ability seed!"

Three-realm Hunting Tiger!

Riding alone and leaving everyone behind.

This Insect Valley Festival, she will definitely strongly claim it and find back the face lost by the Green Pattern Valley. It is not to prove how amazing she is, but to tell everyone that she, Yun Qianlan, must take back what was lost with her own hands!

The long-legged spider led the climbing, thousands of little spiders rolled along, like a dense army of spiders. The black spider at the head looked around with eight eyes, and its Great Demon momentum was surging.

Yu Aoshan's face was cold and arrogant, and her heart was ruthless.

Yun Qianlan and Li Xianghan emerged suddenly, really stealing too much attention from the world. This Insect Valley Festival, she, Yu Aoshan, will definitely strongly claim it, take back the attention, and let her man know who is the most beautiful Saintess in the Southern Border!

The little white dragon flew around in the courtyard, directing a row of mirage insects to swallow cockscomb fruits.

On the repaired flower-and-bird double-moon cave frame bed, Liang Qu touched Long Long Eying's smooth and delicate thighs and pinched her fair and soft little feet.

This Southern Border Insect Valley Festival, he, the King of Huai, is determined to wash away his previous shame—no, there is no previous shame—to show off his skills—also no, there is no need to show off, just Hunting Tiger, one or two Great Demons, Bai Awei is enough—anyway, just work hard and find an opportunity to grab the Long Qi.

"How is the strength?"

Long Long Eying lay on the bed with her eyes closed to rest: "Is my husband touching or pressing?"

"Pressing and touching, pressing and touching. How can I press without touching?"

"Isn't it massage?" Long Long Eying was stunned.

"It is pressing and touching."

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The next day.

Among the Saintesses of the Nine Villages, Li Xianghan was the last to set off according to distance.

The Southern Border Insect Valley is more than a thousand miles long and wide, and the widest part is dozens of miles, which is huge and incomparable.

The vast insect flow surged and entangled.

Liang Qu landed on Li's shoulder, looking at the "waterfall" blocking the way ahead.

Vines hung down, ancient trees fell, and brightly colored snakes entangled with each other fell from the hillside, rolling and hissing, pouring down like a waterfall and river, blocking the main road. ===== CHAPTER 1222 =====