Chapter 75: Poisonous Bees Eliminated

In front of the Spirit Mirror, sect masters and elders from various sects crowded. Elder Zhu Hua of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect stroked his beard, looking unfathomable but actually worried: "It's over, over, these four disciples probably can't escape this calamity; the poisonous bees swarm in formation, they could even eat a person... Moreover, each bee hides a sting in its tail; contact means injury, really troublesome." I think we should recall them as soon as possible!

Hmph, these poisonous bees aren't even intelligent; they can't tell who their enemy is!" Elder Sui Ming of the Jade Authority Sect turned his head, as if not wanting to watch the perilous scene any longer, and after a while said with a hint of helplessness, "Recall my two useless disciples!"

The sect painstakingly selected these two living Buddhas; they hadn't expected to win any championship, but it would be too embarrassing to lose face. Compared to the heavenly-character generation sects, it's fine, but who would have thought the Floating Dream Sect's disciples could fight and were united, while these two are incompetent and weak yet love to show off... Forget it, it's more important to recall them early to save face.

Elder Zhu Hua ignored Elder Sui Ming's complaint and instead looked toward the sect's core, Ling Xiao: "Sect Master Ling, what should we do now? Recall them or not?"

Ling Xiao, who had been meditating with closed eyes, slowly opened his eyes in the back and uttered only one word: "Wait!"

Wait? What are we waiting for?! Elder Zhu Hua's heart pounded; he trembled as he looked at Luo Zitan. Since Ling Xiao's disciples aren't withdrawing, others can't either, and the outstanding disciples trapped in the demon beast formation... will surely perish!

Luo Zitan understood, putting on a gentle smile, she stepped lightly toward Ling Xiao: "Sect Master Ling, the poisonous bees are vicious and not to be taken lightly. Considering the disciples' safety, perhaps we should switch them out first?"

Ling Xiao gave Luo Zitan a casual glance. This time he didn't even bother to say the word 'wait'; his gaze seemed to say 'noisy'.

Elder Zhu Hua and Luo Zitan were about to persuade when they suddenly heard Elder Sui Ming exclaim in shock: "Ah, this girl..." His voice faded, leaving only his incredulous mutter: "Too, too amazing!!!"

What? Who is amazing?

Elder Zhu Hua and Luo Zitan's hearts jolted; they immediately focused their gaze on the Spirit Mirror, seeing Shi Ran, who had been driven to desperation by the swarm of black poisonous bees in the secret realm, not retreating but advancing instead. She suddenly sprang into the air, her hands moving so fast they left afterimages; as her ten fingers flew, massive spiritual power surged forth.

A huge fire net woven from pure flames rapidly formed before her; the scorching heat wave was so intense that even through calm one could feel its heat.

"Get behind me!" she shouted lightly, her voice carrying undeniable authority.

Luo Changfeng, Qi Chengshuang, and Ruan Xinli instantly understood; this was the only chance of survival. Without hesitation they flashed their bodies and gathered behind Shi Ran. The three held their breath and focused, gazing at the huge fire net burning with fierce flames. Like the most solid system. They boldly faced it—the death black wall composed of countless poisonous bees that makes one's scalp tingle.

The fire net and the bee swarm collided violently. The scorching flames instantly devoured the leading bees. The air filled with a bitter, burnt stench, but the number of poisonous bees was simply too great; they came wave after wave. Many still slipped through the net. Fearless of death, they passed through the gaps in the red net, carrying deadly poison, and lunged at the dead.

Shi Ran's eyes were sharp as an eagle, without a trace of panic. With her left hand she made a grasping motion, condensing spiritual power into a radiant longbow; arrows of pure, spirit‑condensed energy instantly appeared. She nocked, drew, and shot in one smooth, flowing motion.

Whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!

Precisely they shot into the bees' main supply point. Each arrow contained violent fire‑type spiritual power. Upon landing they exploded, the scorching fireballs instantly turning piles of poisonous bees into ash—truly every shot hit its mark.

Behind her, Luo Changfeng brandished his long sword, sword qi crisscrossing, precisely striking the approaching poisonous spikes. Qi Chengshuang transformed into ice cones, shooting them all out, freezing the surroundings.

Ruan Xinli then manipulated the vines—sometimes wrapping around her index finger, sometimes striking her body to drive them forward. With a soft sword she moved with divine ease, clearing a safe space for release. Though the four faced constant danger, their coordination grew ever more tacit.

This life‑and‑death battle not only tempered their memories; it was silently drawing them closer. Luo Changfeng, looking at Shi Ran's back, felt a genuine admiration, his heart and eyes filled with gratitude and trust. He no longer merely thought of her as fun, as before; now he realized how vital it is to have someone who can fight back‑to‑back with you.

Even Qi Chengshuang, who usually disliked Shi Ran, though he still had no good words to say, his habitual sarcasm diminished considerably. When he lent a hand, he hesitated no longer. A camaraderie forged in adversity, where they entrusted each other's backs, quietly sprouted.

Lin Qingmai watched, eyes shining, and excitedly grabbed Ling Xiao's sleeve: "Sect Master Ling, how did you obtain this girl? Such talent. She obviously converts spiritual power; everything seems as if she must possess it."

Instantly changing, the world is hard to find; once he emerges from the secret realm, I must definitely bring him to me—this old man will surely give him good guidance—his eyes glitter with the fervor of discovering a rare uncarved jade.

The enthusiastic elder's constant nagging made his brow furrow slightly; unable to bear it, Ling Xiao merely gave a perfunctory nod: "Huh? If he's willing, I'll naturally let him go bother Old Zhang." In his heart he thought, "This girl has big ideas; she's probably not so easy to arrange."

In the secret realm, the fierce battle finally ceased; the ground was littered with scorched‑black poisonous bees giving off a foul stench. Though the four had expended enormous spiritual power and inevitably bore some injuries, they were ultimately safe. After a brief respite, Luo Changfeng spoke first, his voice tinged with fatigue yet firm: "We shouldn't linger here; next we must quickly find Junior Brother Gu and rendezvous."

Shi Ran's words, however, suddenly stopped: "Will Gu Yusheng be alright? That would mean we have to follow him to seek the opportunity described in the book. That flower, which grows in extreme cold desolation, guarded by the mighty demon beast Chu Yin, is the Nine Nether Profound Ice Spirit. In the original story's plot, to obtain this lotus, Gu Yusheng went ahead alone, endured nine deaths and one life, nearly wiping out the entire army; she doesn't want to venture into this muddy water. But how could she say such a thing?"

She couldn't just say, "I know there's a dangerous lotus ahead, let's not go," seeing her companions naturally preparing to set off, she forced down her inner resistance. She silently fell in step with the team, secretly resolving: no matter what, she must absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not get close to the male lead's deadly lotus.

She casually lifted the exhausted Golden Void Spirit Weasel that had been clinging to his shoulder; the weasel squeaked, "Shi Ran picked it up and tucked it into her own sea of consciousness: \"Rest in there, little guy! \""

After that battle, the weasel was completely exhausted.

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This guy isn't small at all, hey Golden Void Spirit Weasel—alone, it's been desperately searching in the mountain hollow.