Chapter 346

The main body Jiu Ying, which rolled its eyes together with it, even spat nine times: "Tch, you killed it yourself and still won't let my master rest? Now framing people is this brainless? We just have a grudge with your He clan—why kill others? Do you think you don't have enough enemies?"

Also standing on Shen Qingli's shoulder was Little White, and Feathergood stood on its head; though they said nothing, their gaze at the Three Pure Mystic Maiden was like looking at a big fool.

As for Shen Qingli, clad in all-white battle attire, high ponytail, and golden war boots, she didn't need to speak—she was already on the intellectual high ground.

Even though compared to this group of heavenly gods she wasn't floating in the air, but so what? She stood there patting the cat, her relaxed feeling far surpassing the taut elite of the eighteen heavenly gods.

Moreover…

What her beast companions said made a lot of sense.

Shi Lingling had originally suspected the He clan of foul play.

Now then, she had quietly distanced herself from He Qiu Xuan.

Although she was also a female cultivator, she greatly admired some of He Qiu Xuan's abilities, but she never really liked his overly utilitarian methods.

Ji Zhongwen had always stood apart from the crowd, as if he didn't even fit in with his own clan's juniors; on the contrary, Shen Qingli's appearance immediately drew his attention.

Strong people, their eyes have only ever seen other strong people.

Ji Zhongwen's gaze swept over each of Shen Qingli's 'little beasts,' receiving nothing but eye-rolls, grimaces, or indifference.

Four beasts, all keen and strong! Judging by their aura, they actually surpass Shen Qingli?

Especially the one in her arms, faintly already in the Mystic Clarity Realm?

"What are you looking at! You've never seen an iron-eating beast!"

The Nine Li that had been stared at all along already had its hands on its hips and was baring its teeth!

Ji Zhongwen stared in astonishment, "You're an iron-eating beast?"

The Nine Li flew into a rage, "Your eyes are blind! Look at this high-grade taiji pattern on me—I'm not an iron-eating beast; could it be you are?"

Ji Zhongwen was left speechless; such a articulate, tiny iron-eating beast—he had truly never seen one before…

"How presumptuous!" the two young women of the Ji clan shouted in unison, "How dare you speak to our young uncle like that!"

"It's fine." Ji Zhongwen didn't mind, but in the corner of his eye he happened to see the last survivor of the Yi clan, gazing at that little Ying dragon on Shen Qingli's shoulder—no, wait, is that the little yellow chicken?

Yi Chaosheng also spoke up now: "Shen Qingli, right? I don't care what you've done before—hand over that little bird of yours, and your grudges with my Yi clan will be wiped clean."

"Your face is huge!" the Nine Li glared, "What kind of bandit are you, coming up and trying to rob our boss?"

Even when facing Feathergood, the Nine Li would gladly be the little brother, yet this idiot actually came up and tried to rob?

Ji Zhongwen was surprised; he really hadn't realized that this little yellow chicken was actually the strongest beast.

The Yi clan truly lives up to being the clan of myriad spirits.

"I won't say anything else."

Jiu Ying glared menacingly, about to utter a single word!

"Master, these aren't people—can I eat them?"

"Heavenly gods, after all, claim they're not human!" Jiu Ying felt, "That's not within the rules set by my master."

But as soon as he said that, the Three Pure Mystic Maiden immediately seized on his words: "Look! Our former companions must have been eaten by this octopus monster!"

"An octopus monster?" Jiu Ying exploded in anger—no! The point isn't that—"Master, she says I ate them! She's slandered me so badly! I have to eat them, or I can't swallow this anger!"

"Shut up first, you're really noisy." Shen Qingli felt her right brain buzzing—after all, Jiu Ying stood on her right shoulder, and its nine loud voices suddenly launched a physical assault on her right ear, almost deafening her.

"Hmph!" Jiu Ying grew angry; its glare at the eighteen heavenly gods became even fiercer—it's all their fault, making my master scold me again!

Shen Qingli rubbed her temples and said frankly, she really didn't want to let all these beasts out; at most she'd take one to relieve boredom, the others could be training in the Primordial Spirit Realm—how nice would that be?

But considering she had already twice barely survived entering the Primordial Spirit Realm, who knew the beasts would refuse to let her come out again! Even if she promised to use invisibility grass upon exiting, it wouldn't do! They insisted on…

Moreover, their reasons are solid—they are all Shen Qingli's guardian beasts; if she were gone, they would cease to exist! Of course they need to keep an eye on her.

"No need to waste words with her—let's attack together!" The Three Pure Mystic Maiden brandished her waist knife, a blood-red curved blade, its whole body steeped in blood-slay! It had surely slain tens of thousands of beings to cultivate such heavy killing energy.

But even before Shen Qingli had finished rubbing her temples and straightened her head, she appeared behind Ji Zhongwen! The speed was such that even though everyone present were elites of the heavenly gods, they couldn't even see clearly.

Shi Lingling, on the other hand, let out a gasp: "Look at the ground!"

Everyone lowered their gaze, including Ji Zhongwen, and then they saw——

From the spot where Shen Qingli had originally stood to beneath Ji Zhongwen's feet, a sinuous, vine-like secret pattern appeared.

Shen Qingli had obviously not just been standing there; she had been secretly spreading a dark net, which allowed her to strike with certainty!

"Dark?" Ji Zhongwen was about to turn his head to look at Shen Qingli behind him.

The Nine Li's childish voice came from his shoulder: "Don't move!"

It wasn't just talking—under its seemingly fluffy paw, it revealed icy cold claws.

On that claw, taiji energy faintly flowed! Moreover, Ji Zhongwen truly felt his neck turn cold.

"Young uncle!" the two Ji clan women's faces changed.

Ji Zhongwen was actually fine: "Don't worry, Shen—sister, right? She doesn't want my life."

"You little brat, you're quite savvy!" The Nine Li turned its head to look at this young man, calling him 'sister' so quickly?

The other heavenly gods, however, all had grim expressions.

"Ji Zhongwen, you wouldn't have fallen for her, would you?"

The youth of the Xia clan had already frowned and asked, "You're never this polite to anyone normally! And you're calling her 'sister'? Even your own sister doesn't get this treatment…"

"As you can see, my life is in her hands—could I possibly expect you to save me? So don't act rashly; otherwise, if something happens to me, it won't just be her killing me, but also your knowing I'm in danger and still acting recklessly makes you complicit." Ji Zhongwen spoke frankly.

The Three Pure Mystic Maiden's face turned green, "What do you mean by that?!"

"Exactly as you heard." Ji Zhongwen, who never hoped others could save him, had already turned his gaze to the two juniors of his clan, "Don't let yourselves be used as tools."

"Young uncle……"

Ji Zhongwen had already stopped looking at them, instead glancing sideways at the Nine Li, "Aren't you going to kidnap me and leave? You can go—I'll cooperate."

The Nine Li wanted to scratch its head—this hostage being so cooperative, is this right? It couldn't help but look toward Shen Qingli.

Seeing Shen Qingli nod, it puffed out its cheeks and said, "Step back! No moving around! Otherwise, one swipe of my claw and you're done for!"

"May I ask what 'oh la' means?"

"Don't ask!"

"Oh."

Ji Zhongwen stepped back.

Shen Qingli also retreated in sync.

But she actually retreated with great skill, with all her vital points blocked by Ji Zhongwen.

As a result, the other seventeen could not find an opening to attack her no matter how they tried!

But to let the Three Pure Mystic Maiden just watch her leave like that is absolutely impossible!

"Kill!"

The Three Pure Mystic Maiden gave the order!

The eight of the He clan burst out instantly, striking straight at Shen Qingli behind Ji Zhongwen.

The two women of the Ji clan were shocked and cried, "Stop!"

But how could the He clan possibly listen to them?

Especially the Three Pure Mystic Maiden, who has already struck at Shen Qingli's neck!

"Switch."