Minglong

Chapter 122 The Heroine of Twilight?
About two miles away, in an old dyeing workshop.

The cloth and wooden racks that were originally drying were blasted to pieces by the force of the energy, and a two-meter-circular hole appeared in the wall, penetrating through several buildings.

In the center of the dye house, there was a crater, and the ground was covered with charred lightning strike marks, as well as pieces of cloth and black bloodstains.

Nangong Ye stood at the other end of the hole, holding a three-foot-long sword. His body was filled with aura, radiating a chilling pressure, but his eyes under the veil were full of solemnity.

Just now, Xie Jinhuan was conducting an ancient interrogation at the Ye residence. She was observing from a distance when she heard the mysterious sound of a flute coming from afar.

Realizing that the Underworld Cult was using the 'Body-Eating Gu' to silence them, she immediately rushed to the location, blasted open the buildings with her palm strike, and unleashed a powerful Yang Thunderbolt towards the source of the sound.

However, despite all the attacks hitting their mark, the target did not die on the spot. Instead, it exploded into a cloud of black mist and vanished instantly, leaving only a few traces of blood behind.

In order to catch the big fish of the Underworld God Cult, Nangong Ye went all out regardless of the cost. The only person who could withstand one of her attacks without dying could be a first-grade peak demon cultivator, namely the Underworld God Cult's spy who was refining the Blood Demon Pill!

With the real culprit within reach, Nangong Ye naturally wanted to seize the opportunity and catch him on the spot. Even just being able to see his appearance and physique would be enough to thwart the Underworld Cult's years-long scheme in the capital.

But that vixen from Crescent Moon Manor is truly a menace!

"call……"

Nangong Ye could only maintain his momentum for a moment before a burning heat, like being engulfed in flames, surged through his lungs, spreading to his limbs and bones. Even his right hand, which held the sword, began to tremble slightly.

buzz~
Realizing that the Yang poison could no longer be suppressed, Nangong Ye remained silent for a moment before flying to the center of the traces to examine the bloodstains and robes.

The bloodstains were dark red, indicating that he had been taking the Demon Transformation Pill for a long time to strengthen his physique, and that Anzi was a first-grade peak demon cultivator.

The other party must have rushed here to silence him, and didn't have time to change his clothes. The fragments of his robe are made of Tianshui brocade from Jiangzhou, which only royalty and nobility could afford, and it looks like men's clothing...

"Cough cough..."

Nangong Ye carefully scanned his surroundings, noting down all the key information. He then noticed several figures rushing towards him from the direction of the inner city. To prevent the loss of combat power from becoming public knowledge, he immediately flew away from the old dye house, intending to return to his residence to recuperate.

But after staggering for only half a mile, he felt his blood rush to his head, let out a few muffled coughs, and landed on the roof ridge, his mind feeling somewhat unsteady.

Seeing this, Nangong Ye looked around and found an empty courtyard. He quietly jumped in, entered the room with the doors and windows tightly closed, sat down on the ground, placed his long sword across his knees, and tried to suppress the extreme yang poison in his lungs.

Huhu~
From among the distant buildings came the sound of wind breaking and voices:
"Master Jingkong?"

"Young Master Xie? What is this...?"

"Ye Shirong is a member of the sorcerer sect. His body is in the courtyard, and there are secret passages underground. Hurry up and go there. Who was fighting here just now?"

"I don't know, perhaps it was just a passing expert... Is Young Master Xie alright?"

"fine……"

……

Upon hearing that Xie Jinhuan had reunited with the celestial official, Nangong Ye breathed a sigh of relief and stopped paying attention to the signs of the demons, focusing all his attention on dealing with the Yang poison.

But just a moment later, the sound of wind breaking suddenly came from near the mansion!

Call ~
Nangong Ye immediately became alert, his eyes like sharp blades as he looked out the window, while simultaneously gripping the hilt of the sword on his lap.

But the next moment, a call came from outside:
"The Heroine of Twilight?"

"?"

How did he end up here?

Did I leave any clues?

Nangong Ye was somewhat puzzled, but the Yang Poison was too potent, and he had no energy to care about anything else. Upon discovering that the approaching forces were allies, he lowered his guard and focused his consciousness entirely on introspection...

……

Meanwhile, outside the house.

Xie Jinhuan, dressed in a sleeveless bodysuit, stood on the rooftop, looking down at the old houses below, his heart filled with doubt.

He had just caught up with the celestial officials who had come from all directions to provide assistance, and he had intended to return together to deal with the aftermath of Ye Shirong's residence.

But Sister Ghost said that the flow of 'qi' here was wrong, as if someone was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Not wanting to reveal his divine eye to the celestial official, he used the pretext of searching to sneak over and take a look.

Upon getting closer, the ghost roughly deduced the person's identity—Mu Yunhong!

This female warrior is truly relentless and persistent...

Could it be that he fell in love with me at first sight?
Xie Jinhuan had no idea what Mu Yunhong was doing. After calling out to her without getting a response, he carefully landed in the courtyard with his weapon and pushed open the old door to look around.

Squeak squeak~~
The pale moonlight streamed into the empty room, where a woman dressed in a black dress sat cross-legged on the floor. Apart from the movement of her veil and thin gauze around her, she made no other movement.

"Miss Mu?"

Xie Jinhuan called out again, but still received no response. Thinking it over, he approached to examine her. As soon as he got closer, he felt an intense heat, as if he were near a furnace. Wisps of white mist drifted from the woman in black, and it seemed that her dress was soaked with sweat.

Xie Jinhuan knew that the Yang poison had flared up. He squatted down in front of her, lifted the veil, and wanted to see Mu Yunhong's current condition. However, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The woman was dressed entirely in black from head to toe, but her oval face was as white as jade. Her eyes were slightly upturned, forming sharp, aggressive phoenix eyes. Even with her eyes closed, she exuded a sense of oppressive coldness.

Her skin was like solidified cream, and her lips like vermilion, yet she showed no trace of allure. Overall, she resembled a flawless sword, so exquisite that it was unforgettable, yet her sharpness made one afraid to look directly at her.

Xie Jinhuan had assumed Mu Yunhong was about his age, but upon closer inspection, he realized that the other exuded an otherworldly aura, a slightly mature demeanor that made it impossible to discern his exact age. Especially now, with fine beads of sweat on his face, he possessed a gentle, radiant beauty, like a lotus emerging from water, giving off a feeling that... well...

A girl's aloof mother?
Although she may appear aloof and unapproachable, strictly adhering to rules and regulations and never overstepping boundaries, the charm and resilience of a mature woman have still settled within her. A true celestial being descended to earth to experience the simple pleasures of life would likely make young men tremble with fear…

Large vehicles that are difficult to start in very cold weather, yet consume a lot of fuel...

Ye Hongshang also squatted down beside him, looking at him with surprise, and said:
"Wow~ You're really lucky with women. This girl looks like a mature, capable wife, she's the kind of woman who brings good fortune to her husband."

Xie Jinhuan wasn't good at physiognomy, but anyone with eyes could tell from Mu Yunhong's face who would be in charge at home in the future.

After all, its aura was indeed too strong; only a ghost in its sixteen-foot form could easily overpower it.

However, Xie Jinhuan did not come to admire the flowers. He raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. Seeing that the heroine Mu did not react, he pressed down on her fair wrist to check her pulse.

As a result, Mu Yunhong's pulse was very unclear. She could feel that her skin was burning hot, but it was as if there was a layer of leather inside. There was a pulse, but it was completely unclear and no useful information could be detected.

"Ok?"

This was the first time Xie Jinhuan had encountered such a situation. He turned to look at the ghost wife with a puzzled expression.

Ye Hongshang, who had been observing the girl's condition, explained at this moment:

“She carries a high-grade magical artifact that conceals her aura. I can only see the exterior. You need to find the artifact so I can figure out the specifics and find a way to suppress the poison.”

"A magical artifact..."

Xie Jinhuan looked Mu Yunhong up and down, first removing the sword from his knees, but it was clearly not her.

He then rummaged around at his waist, but found only a purse containing a few loose silver coins, and nothing else.

Where can I find ritual implements?
Xie Jinhuan looked around but couldn't find anything else he had with him, so he could only try calling out:
"Miss Mu? Miss Mu?"

Mu Yunhong kept her eyes tightly closed and did not respond. As time went by, her body began to tremble slightly, as if a pressure gauge had reached its limit and was about to explode.

Xie Jinhuan was also unsure of the specific situation. Seeing this, he naturally became serious. He first felt along his sleeves, but couldn't find the magic weapon. Then he reached into his robes and rummaged through the bulging layers of his clothes.

The result was that, apart from being large, there was nothing else.

"Hey?"

Xie Jinhuan was a little confused. She even took off her veil to check her hair ornaments, but still found no magical artifacts. She thought to herself:
Could it be that, like the landlady, it's something I'm carrying between my legs...?

It's still inserted on the leg ring...

Or perhaps a magical bellyband!
……

These places aren't easy to get started with either...

Xie Jinhuan hesitated for a moment, then slightly opened his collar and tilted his head to examine his neck.

Fortunately, this time there was a reward: a small gold cord with a pendant hanging from her fair neck, which, unsurprisingly, was stuck in her cleavage.

He tried to pull the pendant out, but to his surprise, it was indeed a top-grade magical artifact. The moment his hand touched the golden rope, before he could even pull it out, the rope suddenly crackled with electricity.

Stab la la——

Xie Jinhuan was caught off guard by the electric shock, and his whole body almost stiffened on the spot, falling straight to the ground.

Thump~
Ye Hongshang raised an eyebrow, squatted down beside him, and looked down at Xie Jinhuan, who was still numb from the electric shock:

"This is a protective magic weapon. If you forcibly remove it, you will definitely suffer a backlash."

"is it?"

Xie Jinhuan's mind went blank for a moment, and it took him a while to come to his senses. He sat up and shook his head.

"What should I do?"

Unable to probe the interior, Ye Hongshang was unsure how to save the person. After a moment's consideration:
"You can only investigate after she wakes up and removes it herself. Try using icy energy to lower her temperature first; it might work."

Xie Jinhuan didn't say much upon seeing this. He activated the "Alternating Pour the Candles Backwards" technique, stimulating the icy energy and fanning himself with his hand to try to cool Mu Yunhong down.

Unexpectedly, this move stirred up a hornet's nest!

(End of this chapter)