HLnovel Chapter 681 This is a tiger!
Chapter 681 This is a tiger!
After a thousand years, Xue Lan finally returned to the Upper Realm.
Lord Wolf and his entourage were flung away from the waterspout, passing through dark clouds. Above them was a vast blue sky, and below them was a bottomless abyss.
A line of abyss divides the land below into two parts—an endless sea and a miasma-filled swamp.
Xue Tong vomited violently in the back, tears streaming down her face.
"What kind of washing machine is this? Can't the Wolf King come back in a more dignified way?"
Xue Lan didn't know what a front-loading washing machine was, but she knew now wasn't the time to seek knowledge.
Lord Wolf bent down from the clouds and patted Xue Tong on the back: "You're supposed to be a cultivator, how come you're so seasick?"
Xue Tong looked up at Xue Lan, flicking her still-wet sleeves:
"Speak with conscience, where is the ship?"
Lord Wolf King, feeling somewhat embarrassed, stopped dwelling on the issue of whether or not the ship was a boat, and instead chuckled:
"Smuggling, to avoid being discovered by Jinguang too early, is naturally not very respectable."
Lu Feng cast a spell behind him to dry the clothes of the little soul guide standing on his shoulder.
She is so virtuous and obedient that she is almost like a machine.
"Alright, alright, stop talking."
Xue Tong felt a little better and reached out to wipe her sleeves dry from Lu Feng's anger: "Where is this?"
Xue Lan pointed downwards as if surveying the landscape: "To the left is the Upper Realm East Sea, and 20,000 li further east is the Vast Dragon Domain..."
"As for the right side, the master family and I have a grudge."
Xue Tong shuddered: "You really picked a good place. Tell me, what grudge do you have?"
Xue Lan raised her hand and made Fei Yun float down, her tone lazy: "The Scarlet Spirit River's Ten Thousand Dry Swamps, the territory of the Three-Headed Heavenly Python."
The three-headed Yingtian Python was skinned, its soul destroyed, and its tendons extracted by Xue Lan in the Northern Region.
"Jin San Niang!" Xue Tong sighed softly.
"Even though she's dead as good as dead, you still have to be careful."
Xue Lan smiled gently: "Nothing will happen."
It wasn't until Feiyun landed on a slightly more solid piece of land that Xue Tong looked out over the entire Wanku Marsh and realized what Xue Lan meant.
The murky swamp was already eerie, but now it was even more filled with blood and demonic energy. Dead snake corpses hung from the withered old trees, half of their bodies stripped of flesh, with white bones beneath an unseeing snake head.
The girl couldn't help but exclaim, "It's truly tragic."
“Jinguang will not let Wankuzhao go, but she won’t go this far.” Xue Lan spoke slowly, her tone calm and firm: “The demon race of the upper realm, without protection, will be devoured.”
Xue Tong understood.
The law of the jungle prevails; it has always been that way.
The swamp was completely silent. Xue Lan raised her hand and gently tapped a section of withered tree not far away, and a small concealment spell was cast on it.
"Time is limited, we must leave now."
The group transformed into streaks of light and disappeared in the north. Suddenly, a strange noise came from the area where Xue Lan had just placed a restriction.
A small, silvery-gray snake poked its head out of the ground for a glance, then returned to its underground burrow, its tail carefully coiling around another small snake.
Between the two snakes were three delicate, white snake eggs.
The spiritual energy in the upper realm was much denser than that in the lower realm, so Xue Lan didn't hold back his spiritual power. He drove the Void-Treading Void with Xue Tong along the way, and in less than a day, they arrived at a large city on the southern border of the upper realm.
"This place is called Flame Spirit City, one of the six cities under the jurisdiction of the Feathered Clan. Let's rest for a bit, and then..."
Xue Tong, keenly aware, asked, "Then what do you do?"
Xue Lan took out the Nine Phoenix Coin and twirled it in her hand: "Naturally, I'm going to see an old friend."
"Is this friend of yours really authentic?" Xue Tong asked suspiciously.
Xue Lan couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Anyway, he didn't curse me to my face, and I wouldn't even know if he cursed me behind my back. He must be a friend!"
Xue Tong: "Yes, it should be."
"You have pretty low standards when it comes to making friends."
Xue Lan smiled but did not respond. Instead, she handed the Nine Phoenix Coins in her hand to Xue Tong: "Take a stroll around Flame Spirit City and deliver it to the City Lord's Mansion at noon. Tell him that you are a visitor from the far north and request entry into the Feather Clan's Holy Land."
Xue Tong took the Nine Phoenix Coins: "What if they don't want to?"
"Unwilling?" Xue Lan raised an eyebrow:
"If you don't want to, just tell him the miners are here."
Xue Tong: So domineering!
Is this the chief of the Northern River Wolf clan?
"Okay, I'll run it for you." The girl agreed, then very skillfully took the money pouch from Xue Lan's sleeve: "Don't run around!"
Xue Lan nodded obediently.
Feeling uneasy, Xiao Tong pulled the ever-unruly Wolf Lord into a teahouse, ordered some snacks and tea, and even drew a circle around it.
Xue Lan looked at the circle around her: "Who taught you that?"
"I have a senior colleague who does this all the time!"
Little Tong left reassured after drawing the circles, leaving Wolf Lord munching on pastries.
Perhaps because he had been in the lower realm for too long, Xue Lan felt somewhat uncomfortable in the spiritually rich environment, as if he were trapped in a swamp and was drowsy.
"Your body is still not good enough," the inner demon within your mind spoke.
"After obtaining the Vermilion Bird Spirit Iron from the Feather Clan's sacred land, we will immediately return to the Northern Region River."
Xue Lan disagreed with her arrangement. The woman closed her eyes and listened to the storyteller's narration, only to discover that the story was praising her.
The affairs of the cultivation world in the upper realm are interconnected with those in the mortal realm. Xue Lan listened as she was transformed into a terrifying demon in the story, biting anyone she saw.
Lord Wolf clicked his tongue softly, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of icy blue light landed on the storyteller's teapot, freezing the fine spiritual tea inside into solid ice—the kind that could be frozen solid with a lick of the tongue.
"No way!" Xue Lan said lazily, "I still need to go see Lei Yuncheng later, and while I'm at it, I'll go to the Wu family to try and get my boss."
The inner demon then remembered that there was also Wu Jin, who had been under house arrest by the Wu family for a long time.
"It's so useless, it's better to just throw it away. Why bother saving it?"
Xue Lan immediately disagreed: "How can you say he's useless? The child has such a high talent in soul arts. If he weren't exceptionally talented, would that old man from the Wu family have chosen him to possess another's body and take his life?"
"You're doubting my judgment!"
The inner demon didn't want to talk to her and was just about to cut off the connection when he heard a small noise coming from the table behind them.
Xue Lan turned her head and saw a chubby little hand reach up from the edge of the table and pick up a pastry.
Xue Lan: "Hey, you little thief!"
The woman looked down from under the table and saw a little girl of about five or six years old holding pastries. She was wearing a gold floral dress and her hair was adorned with jewels and jade. She was very cute.
What's most captivating are those round, gilded eyes.
Xue Lan and her inner demon exclaimed simultaneously, "It's a ghost!"
She reached out and tapped the little girl on the shoulder.
The storyteller on stage was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but he couldn't pour out a single drop. Glancing down at the audience, he noticed a customer pulling something golden from under the table.
Wait, is that a cat?
Xue Lan placed the large golden cat on her lap and stroked its fur gently: "I really am destined to be a cat."
The woman asked gently in her voice, "What's your name?"
The little guy rolled comfortably on Xue Lan's lap: "Jin Can. My name is Jin Can."
Xue Lan lowered her head, buried her face in her stomach, took a deep breath, and then activated Xue Tong's teleportation.
"Let me show off!"
Xue Tong took Lu Feng for a stroll around the streets, but found it boring. Just as they were about to go back, Xue Lan sent a teleportation message to them.
Lord Wolf appeared triumphantly on the screen that had unfolded in mid-air, holding up a small, golden creature in his hand:
"Look, my cat!"
Little Tong looked at the little guy's striped patterns, his chubby paws, and the prominent "king" character on his forehead.
"A blind wolf, that's a tiger!"