The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 246 Seventh Level of Qi Training
Chi Yu trembled all over in pain, but still stubbornly asked, "Young Lord, are you really going to make an enemy of the Phoenix Clan for the sake of this lowly woman from the lower realm?"

Xuanyuan Ming narrowed his dark golden eyes, plucked the few feathers left on his body, leaving him bald in the blink of an eye: "If you don't talk, I'll skin you alive too."

Chi Yu trembled all over in pain, knowing in his heart that this madman could do what he said, so he dared not hide it any longer and shouted in a hoarse voice, "The clan leader has sent three hundred elite warriors, led by the Great Witch Feng Yan, and there are also several elders among them. They will arrive in the lower domain by tomorrow night at the latest!"

Night Feather's bone wings unfurled with a "whoosh": "Three hundred?"

Mo Lin frowned. "All elites? What's their approximate strength level?"

Chi Yu looked at Mo Lin and could only answer with a stiff upper lip: "They are all at the seventh rank or above, including fifty eighth-rank beastmen, ten ninth-rank elders, and two tenth-rank retainers."

He swallowed hard and continued, "The Great Witch Phoenix Flame's strength is mysterious and unpredictable. She is skilled at manipulating flames and illusions, and her methods are extremely ruthless."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned solemn.

Such a lineup would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the Lower Domain Wolf Tribe.

Su Xiyue pursed her lips and looked at Xuan Yuanming: "The Phoenix Clan's strength is so formidable?"

A cold glint flashed in Xuan Yuanming's dark golden eyes: "The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan are the two dominant clans in the Upper Realm, with profound foundations and their strength should not be underestimated."

The atmosphere in the air suddenly froze.

Ye Ling's silver eyes gleamed coldly in the gradually darkening sky, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing together.

Mo Lin frowned, his gaze fixed on a certain spot, seemingly lost in thought.

"Tenth Rank..."

Su Lie's face was extremely ugly, his pride from breaking through to the eighth rank completely gone: "This strength is utterly overwhelming. Just one elder is enough to wipe out the entire Wolf Tribe, let alone so many elites..."

The green bamboo's eyes reflected the sunset, and the wind blades at its fingertips sliced ​​the corpse of the ghost-faced spider at its feet in half. "Set more traps. We can't beat them head-on, so we have to outsmart them."

"That's all we can do for now."

Ye Ling looked at Mo Lin and Qing Zhu with her silver eyes: "Let's go see where it's suitable to set traps tonight, and try to set up as many as possible."

Mo Lin and Qing Zhu both looked at him and nodded, offering no objections.

In the current situation, there's nothing else that can be done except to set more traps.

"Let's go back to camp first."

Su Lie wiped the spider blood off his face. "It's getting dark. The creatures in the canyon will arrive even faster than the Phoenix Clan."

Xuanyuan Ming glanced at the red feathers on the ground. There was no point in keeping this scruffy bird; it was too much trouble to bother watching over it.

He simply crushed the opponent's heart with one kick, and Akabane died before he could even scream.

Xuan Yuanming promptly and neatly threw the body into the depths of the mountains.

As for roasting and eating it, he couldn't bring himself to do it; after all, he was an orc, not some uncivilized animal.

After cleaning up the corpses of the ghost-faced spiders on the ground, the group returned to their camp.

By this time, small wooden houses had been erected here.

It's called a wooden house, but it's really just a simple frame made of thick tree trunks, covered with animal hides and thick leaves, barely enough to keep out the wind and rain.

Xuanming was squatting by the fire, turning the venison over and over.

Eight small snakes were dozing on the rock, and as soon as they saw them return, they hissed and swam over.

Silver Blade, Black Fiend, and Frostflame, who were laughing and playing in the distance, stumbled over and came right up to their father's feet.

Ye Ling's silver eyes rarely showed a smile as she scooped them up and held them in her arms.

"Oh, you've finally decided to come back? How's the trap setup going?"

Xuanming glanced at the three wolf cubs in Ye Ling's hands, then suddenly leaned closer to Su Xiyue, "Little Moon, I've built you a super-big den, big enough for us to roll around in at night."

Qingzhu kicked him: "What time is it? Still thinking about that little thing in your crotch? Be a good girl and come with us to set up the trap tonight."

Xuanming, clutching the roasted meat, nimbly dodged the kick, turned to look at Qingzhu, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "You think everyone's as celibate as you? Finished in an hour or two, and you don't even want to normally?"

I haven't eaten meat yet, I'm about to die of hunger.

It was finally his turn, but then the Phoenix-clan Flat-feathered Beasts came to kill him. Who would have the mind to do this?
But that doesn't mean he doesn't want to.

Qingzhu's emerald green eyes instantly froze, and a wind blade condensed in his palm: "Looking for death?"

"okay."

Ye Ling's silver eyes swept over the two of them. "Eat first, then we'll set the trap."

Deep down, she felt that Xuanming was absolutely right; Qingzhu was indeed the most detached and indifferent among them.

If Ye Ling were born in later generations, she would probably say that such a person is suited to be a monk or a Taoist priest.

Mo Lin sat cross-legged by the fire, found a large piece of animal hide, spread it on the ground, and gestured for Su Xiyue to sit down.

Su Xiyue smiled and didn't refuse, naturally sitting down beside her.

The eight little snakes immediately slithered over and lay down beside their father and mother.

The witch doctor, carrying a leather bag, distributed herbal pills to everyone, saying, "Take these to protect against snake venom."

Xuanming took the pill and tossed it into his mouth, raising an eyebrow at Mo Lin: "You black worm are quite considerate, afraid that we'll get poisoned too."

Mo Lin ignored him, cut a piece of meat and roasted it over the fire until it was golden brown and crispy, emitting a fragrant aroma, before handing it to Su Xiyue.

Su Xiyue took the grilled meat and ate it in small bites, when she suddenly remembered that she still had three bottles of superpower enhancement potions in her system backpack.

That was the reward I received when Mo Lin's favorability rating broke through 90. The other rewards I received at the time included the ability to foresee dreams, permanent immunity to snake venom, and a book of basic spells.

She would occasionally glance at the basic spellbook, but unfortunately, she couldn't learn any of the spells except those related to wood.

Because it required a corresponding spiritual root, she later put it in her backpack to gather dust.

However, I can take the three bottles of power-enhancing potions to boost my strength and prepare for the upcoming battle.

It wasn't that she deliberately left it uneaten.

Instead, she was constantly bothered by several men every night, leaving her with absolutely no time for herself.

Even during the day, there's no free time.

So many things happened afterward that I forgot about them for a while.

I only remembered it now.

He quickly finished the piece of roasted meat in his hand, clapped his hands, and made a convenient excuse to leave, heading to the lakeside.

Before leaving, he reminded the men not to follow him, or he would make them angry.

Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, Xuan Ming, and Xuan Yuan Ming's lips twitched. Hearing that she had gone to take a dump, they didn't follow her, but continued to sit around the fire eating roasted meat and discussing how to set up the next trap.

The night was as dark as ink, and the lake surface shimmered with tiny fragments of moonlight.

Su Xiyue crouched behind the reeds and furtively took out two vials of green-glowing medicine.

"Tongtong, will drinking this stuff now cause us to explode and die?"

She shook the test tube in her hand, and the liquid inside shimmered and sparkled with her movements.

The system's lazy voice echoed in her mind: "Wood-type abilities and wood spirits are essentially plant energy. At most, they can expel deep impurities from the body, making the whole body smelly."

Su Xiyue: “…”

She rolled her eyes, tilted her head back, and downed the medicine.

The moment the liquid slid down his throat, a burning sensation suddenly rose in his lower abdomen.

The dormant spiritual energy in the meridians surged wildly towards the limbs and bones like wildfire.

She endured the pain, quickly sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to circulate her internal energy.

Suddenly, the surrounding weeds grew wildly, and vines sprouted uncontrollably from her palm, winding up her arm and blooming with tiny white flowers.

The sounds of wolf cubs playing came from afar. She bit her lip, not daring to make a sound, and channeled the violent spiritual energy within her body into her dantian, refining it for her own use.

The spiritual energy in his dantian circulated faster and faster, accumulating more and more, finally exploding with a "boom" at a certain critical point—

Peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining!

When I opened my eyes, the world had changed completely.

She can see the veins of leaves on leaves a hundred meters away and hear the frequency of fish tails swaying at the bottom of the lake.

Most remarkably, a pale blue halo appeared around the priest not far away; it was clearly...
"Eighth level of Qi training?"

she blurted out.

Previously, I couldn't discern the priest's cultivation level, but now I can tell at a glance.

The old priest was squatting by a tree root not far from the reeds, urinating. Hearing the sound, he shuddered, lifted his animal skin skirt, and turned around. He saw Su Xiyue hiding in the reeds. Although he could not see her clearly, it was definitely that girl.

"Girl, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you squatting here peeping at the old man relieving himself?"

Su Xiyue's lips twitched, but her gaze remained fixed on the spiritual energy flowing around him.

No wonder this old charlatan never makes a mistake in his divinations; he's actually a hidden cultivator.

Just about to speak.

Just then, the priest, standing by the tree roots outside the reeds, suddenly covered her mouth and nose and jumped far away, shouting, "Why does it stink so much? You little brat, you didn't happen to be hiding in the reeds to poop, did you?"

"You old geezer, you're the one who's taking a dump."

She instinctively cursed, but when she looked down, she almost vomited. She found her arm covered in a black, foul-smelling substance.

No wonder the old man said it smelled so bad; it turned out to be toxins coming out of his body.

She looked a little embarrassed, quickly pushed aside the reeds and rushed out, jumping into the lake with a "plop" to wash herself.

The dark impurities instantly spread across the lake surface, and several fish floated to the surface belly up.

The old priest jumped even further: "Whoa! You're more venomous than a swamp toad!"

The icy lake water made Su Xiyue shiver. She endured the nausea and rubbed the dark, sticky filth off her arms.

I couldn't help but wonder, "I've detoxified several times, so why is my body still so dirty?"

As I was scrubbing away with all my might, I suddenly heard the old man's voice from the shore rise eight octaves: "Peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

The old priest rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again. No matter how he looked at it, this girl's cultivation level was at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

He suddenly moved closer to the lakeside, nearly fainting from the stench, then quickly took two steps back, his old face scrunched up like a chrysanthemum: "Weren't you at the fourth level of Qi Refining during the day? What happened so suddenly?"

Su Xiyue swept her wet hair back, the splashing water startling the night herons in the reeds, but her eyes drifted toward the priest: "I'm just naturally gifted."

The old priest stared at her without speaking. The animal hide was a fragment he had picked up when he was young, and even he himself had only mastered it to the eighth level.

This little brat actually
"and many more!"

His gaze fell on her: "What rare and precious herbs did you eat?"

"Yes, I ate some rare and precious herbs."

Su Xiyue readily admitted it, then pulled out the last vial of potion from her system inventory and tossed it ashore: "Catch!"

This old man also has a wood-type spiritual root, but his aptitude isn't as good as mine. Of course, he can also take the ability-enhancing potion.

The old priest hurriedly caught the glass tube; the emerald green liquid shimmered like flowing jade in the moonlight. "What is this? I've never seen anything like it before!"

He quickly pulled out the cork.

Instantly, a vibrant life force emanated from it, causing his old eyes to squint slightly, his white beard to bristle uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief: "This...this..."

He could tell it was a treasure the moment he smelled it. This girl is really generous; I wonder where she got it from.

"Want some or not? If not, give it back to me."

Su Xiyue wrung the water out of her hair, wrapped herself in her wet animal skin skirt, and stepped ashore, making a move as if to snatch it away.

The old man was so frightened that he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

The moment he swallowed the potion, his old face contorted into a painful grimace as violent energy exploded within him, causing his animal-hide skirt to bulge.

With a "whoosh," he jumped to the ground, sat cross-legged, and began frantically guiding and absorbing the enormous medicinal power within his body.

Su Xiyue watched with a smile, "The process was a bit painful, but you're still strong and healthy, you should be able to get through it."

Xuanming's voice came from the distant camp: "Little Moon, are you sure you're holding on tight? Did you fall into the lake? If you don't come back soon, I'm going to fish you out."

Su Xiyue quickly replied, "Coming, coming."

She glanced back at the old priest, who was glowing green all over. The old man was grimacing in pain, but he stubbornly kept quiet.

She suppressed a laugh as she ran towards the camp, her wet animal skin skirt clinging to her body, and she shivered from the cold night wind.

As soon as she ran back to the campfire, Xuanming looked at her, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Why are you so wet? Did you wash your butt after taking a dump? Or did you fall into the lake?"

Mo Lin frowned slightly and quickly shoved the person into the shed, "Go inside and change quickly, don't catch a cold."

She glanced at Mo Lin but didn't say anything. She went straight into the shed to change into her animal skin skirt. As for her wet hair, it dried with her spiritual energy.

(End of this chapter)