After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 146 Follow me

Although these fires are mainly alchemical fire, they are mixed with spiritual fire, and those are genuine spiritual fires!
There are many things that can block alchemical fire, but very few that can block spiritual fire. Most of those things are kept by powerful forces and are difficult for ordinary people to buy even with money.

But how did these two manage to do that?
[Little Wu Shen, hurry up and add something.]

[By consuming these spiritual flames, you'll grow a little stronger.]

Mo Jiuwei was overjoyed; she hadn't expected such a gain.

The Black God is a spirit fire. If the Wind Chaser also releases its own spirit fire, then the Black God will certainly be no match for it.

There is also a hierarchy of contempt among the spirit flames. In terms of the power of "burning" alone, Wu Shen is definitely at the bottom. It cannot defeat any other spirit flame.

Its advantage lies in attacking living creatures, whether they are demonic beasts or cultivators. It is almost invincible against them, unless the strength of the two sides is vastly different.

However, the spiritual fire here in the Wind Chaser Clan is only a part of it; the majority is alchemical fire. Even the worst spiritual fire can crush all alchemical fire, so the small portion of spiritual fire is no match for the true form of the Black God.

Therefore, these seemingly powerful fires were utterly powerless in front of the Black Goddess. Not only could they not harm her, the master of the spirit fire, they became food for the Black Goddess, and the more she ate, the more energetic she became.

Because it was nighttime, the blackness of the Black Goddess was not conspicuous at all, so outsiders could not see the spiritual fire on her body. They could only see the magical scene of the fire disappearing wherever she went.

The ones most affected were not the Wind Chaser Clan, but the Divination God Clan who were right next door.

At this point, the Bu Shen tribesmen were at their limit, having exhausted all their strength, and their faces showed signs of decline and fatigue.

But upon witnessing this shocking scene, they all stood up, staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

In their eyes, the fire ahead was raging, and the surging sea of ​​flames was engulfing the trees and grass.

This was originally a scene of utter despair, but now there were people standing in it without fear. The thousands of flames seemed to have seen their natural enemy and all retreated. The red glow in the sky faded from thick to thin, like servants kneeling and prostrating behind them.

Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the flames that had all disappeared.

Fortunately, they made it in time. It wasn't too late, and all their hard work, which almost broke their legs, was worthwhile.

He put Mo Jiuwei on the ground and looked at the Bu Shen clan members opposite him.

This is the Diviner Clan... Although somewhat disheveled, they still exude elegance and peace, as vibrant as the forest itself.

The young man in the center, in particular, had an outstanding temperament and stunning looks.

Thinking that the strange fluctuations in the spiritual energy around them were all caused by this person, Liu Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

So young, that's incredible.

"We're here to help you. Everything's alright now. Here are some pills for you to replenish your spiritual energy," Liu Feng said, placing the pills on the ground in front of him.

"Who are you, and why did you come to save us?" Xiao Ling looked up at him, then at Mo Jiuwei, who was standing on the ground and not even as tall as her, feeling both grateful and puzzled. "Why aren't you afraid of the spiritual fire?"

"I am Ling Qing, the patriarch of the Bu Shen Clan. Thank you for your help." Ling Qing coughed lightly and said softly, his gaze lingering on Mo Jiuwei for a moment.

Although Mo Jiuwei was a child, he could clearly see that the person who made the fire recede was not the one holding her, but her.

“However, this place is dangerous, so you should stay away and leave quickly,” he said.

“Yes, you guys run! The Wind Chaser Clan are very skilled in battle; you can’t beat them,” Uncle Lin said.

"If I can defeat them, will you come with me?" Mo Jiuwei asked calmly, blinking her eyes.

"Go with you?" Ling Qing was taken aback, then her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

After their initial shock, the Wind Chaser Clan erupted in fury. Feng Yuan's words interrupted Ling Qing's question, which was about to be uttered—

"Who are you people? This is a matter between our Wind Chaser Clan and the Divination God Clan. Those who have nothing to do with this should leave immediately!" Feng Yuan's ominous premonition seemed to have been confirmed. He was extremely anxious and just wanted to end this as soon as possible.

After today, their feud with the Divination God Clan will be irreconcilable. If the Divination God Clan dies, that's fine, but if they manage to survive, many unexpected changes will occur.

If Lingqing were given time to grow and expand, then...

Feng Yuan's heart skipped a beat at the thought, and a huge sense of fear almost overwhelmed him.

No, the people of the Divination Clan must die today!

"It's getting dark, and we're tired from our journey. I must advise you to leave quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite," Hu Jiu said leisurely, arms crossed.

They were really tired from their journey; the place was extremely difficult to navigate, and they almost missed their stop.

If these people know what's good for them, they'll leave now and save themselves the trouble.

Hu Jiu was only offering his well-intentioned advice for their own good, but clearly the other party did not heed his advice and only thought it was an arrogant provocation.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you have such a big mouth!" Feng Yuan sneered.

The spirit fire feared them, but it itself did not.

No matter what kind of magical artifacts they possess, they are nothing in the face of absolute power.

The people of the Bu Shen clan felt a heavy weight in their hearts, and they were all worried about them.

In this situation, they didn't waste any time and immediately took out the pills from the bottle and swallowed them, quickly restoring their spiritual energy.

"Lingqing, can you carry me over there?"

Mo Jiuwei poked Ling Qing's leg, then looked up at him.

Ling Qing paused for a moment, but did not refuse her request.

Mo Jiuwei saw the person in front of her bend down and hug her with both hands. She smelled a fresh scent of grass and trees, which was very pleasant.

"Where to?" Ling Qing asked.

Mo Jiuwei rested her head on his shoulder, and could hear his voice coming from above.

Oh my, this beauty is not only beautiful, but her voice is so lovely too.

[He's a bit too thin; he's a little uncomfortable to hug.]

[I need to make sure they get some proper nourishment when we get back.]

Immortal Sect members: ...

They glanced at Mo Jiuwei with strange expressions, all looking somewhat helpless.

Du Yue suppressed a laugh, but after glancing at Ling Qing a couple more times, she thought... her junior sister was right!
She had seen so many male cultivators, but none of them were as handsome as Ling Qing. Moreover, his handsomeness was incomparably pure and upright, like a clear breeze and a jade tree, without any trace of filth.

It's as if looking at him for too long would tarnish his image.

“Go to him.” Mo Jiuwei pointed a finger, pointing none other than the strongest fighter of the Chasing Wind Clan—

The wind is far away!

"No! That person is extremely skilled in combat, we must not get close!" Uncle Lin hurriedly reminded him.

"Do you dare to go?" Mo Jiuwei asked Ling Qing.