Chapter 33: Three Sects’ Ancestors Battle (2/2)

He did not know the plan of the Confucian Sect sending Meng Cangran, thinking it was just another quarrel between two old rivals.

Dong Fangbai continued to look at the distant mountains and forests. From this angle, the Beast Tide’s vanguard, which stirred up huge clouds of dust, stretched for hundreds of miles, sweeping through the mountains and forests outside Fenggu.

Wherever the Beast Tide charged, trees fell, and the techniques of cultivators counterattacked, shining brightly before quickly dissipating!

Not only that, countless fierce birds and beasts circled in the sky, rushing even further, launching attacks on the isolated cultivators both in the sky and on the ground!

The average strength of the monsters was not strong, but they were relentless and fearless, attacking in groups!

Dong Fangbai felt a chill in his heart, realizing that this time not only would it be impossible to obtain Bai Ze’s blood to heal Ying Yan, but it was also feared that even Meng Cangran might be lost!

What was most critical was that he could not save him!

Meng Cangran, you must survive… otherwise, how could there be an explanation to your Master!

His powerful divine sense extended, anxiously searching for Meng Cangran’s location throughout the forest…

Xuan’er could not run fast, so Ning Wuxie simply picked her up and flew swiftly through the forest.

The spirit sword followed behind him, ready to strike down any beast that approached!

As he ran further away, the pursuing beasts gradually decreased.

The cultivators formed a fan shape and fled outward, causing the Beast Tide to become more scattered.

Ning Wuxie slowed his pace and gradually came to a stop.

Xuan’er curled up in his arms, tugging at his clothing, her eyes tightly closed, looking very nervous.

Feeling Ning Wuxie’s speed slow down, she opened her eyes.

“It’s safe now, Xuan’er, you can come down.”

However, as soon as Ning Wuxie set Xuan’er down, he immediately sensed something approaching from behind!

The spirit sword, infused with a hint of sword intent, arrived in an instant, sweeping away the weeds on the ground!

“It’s me! Dantai Ying!” A panicked voice called out from behind a tree, causing Ning Wuxie to halt the spirit sword in mid-air.

Dantai Ying slowly emerged from behind the tree, looking somewhat shaken.

The earlier attack of the spirit sword had been terrifying, even making a Core Formation cultivator feel afraid!

Moreover, his reaction had been too quick. After such a long journey, how could he still have such strong intent to counterattack immediately?!

If she had been even a second slower, she might have truly been severely injured by his sword!

“Is it you?” Ning Wuxie voiced his confusion, looking at Dantai Ying, and his gaze soon turned strange.

At that moment, Dantai Ying had completely lost the aloof demeanor from their first meeting and appeared quite disheveled!

Her elegant hero’s outfit was tattered, with some parts torn by branches and others damaged by beast attacks, leaving behind blood-red wounds.

The flowing hem of her dress had been torn, revealing her well-shaped thighs wrapped in riding pants, while her top was also heavily damaged, exposing patches of white skin.

Even the front of her outfit had come undone while running, exposing her fair skin, rising and falling with her breath.

It was evident that her constitution was not great; to keep up with Ning Wuxie, she was flushed and panting heavily.

The thin veil covering her face fluttered in the wind, revealing her stunning beauty.

Sensing Ning Wuxie’s gaze, Dantai Ying hurriedly pulled her clothing tighter around her chest, exclaiming, “What are you looking at, you lecher!”

This Ning Wuxie, despite speaking grandly about principles, was still a pervert at heart!

Dantai Ying’s face flushed red as she recalled the scenes from the recording orb she had watched.

As for why she had bought the recording orb, no one knew…

Ning Wuxie was taken aback, pulling Xuan’er and turning to leave.

Now it would be impossible to see her again.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard a tearing sound behind him.

It sounded like the sound of clothing ripping. Dantai Ying had pulled too tightly, causing her already tattered clothing to tear apart…

Ning Wuxie was about to turn his head when he immediately heard a frantic scream from behind, “Don’t turn around!”

“Xuan’er, this sister didn’t say anything about you; you can turn around…” Ning Wuxie said to the equally startled Xuan’er.

Xuan’er turned her head and gasped, “Sister, where are your clothes?”

“Xuan’er, can you lend this sister your outfit for a moment?”

Ning Wuxie took out a spare set of clothes prepared for Xuan’er from his storage ring, standing there feeling anxious.

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