Chapter 27: Oh my god… Is that person Shi Yinghan? !

Ning Yue was pondering where they could land the ship.

She heard the cool-voiced senior sister beside her say, “Jump down from here; put the ship into your Qiankun bag.”

“…Jump down?!” Ning Yue was shocked. “That’s at least a hundred meters; jumping down like that, won’t we fall to our deaths?”

The senior sister, whose name was Lu Qingyan, glanced at Ning Yue.

“No, jumping from here will take you directly into the secret realm, and it’s less likely to reveal your identity, making it easier to hide.”

The others seemed to accept it perfectly well; their expressions didn’t change.

The senior brothers and sisters, needless to say, but even Jiang Yishen and Duan Huailin were unfazed.

Ning Yue: …Is there anyone who can share my nervousness?

Yang Fei calmly opened his Qiankun bag. “Come on in.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath their feet disappeared; the ship shrunk at a visible speed and went into Yang Fei’s Qiankun bag.

The sudden loss of footing made Ning Yue’s heart skip a beat.

“…Aaahhhh, thrilling!!”

She experienced a kind of freefall bungee jump, leaping from a hundred-meter height.

Cold wind rushed into her mouth; Ning Yue manually closed her mouth.

Looking around,

the other seven people were very graceful; their robes billowed, elegant and dashing, their hair ribbons fluttering, a very cool pose.

Ning Yue, doing a handstand in mid-air: “…”

Why?!

Lu Qingyan, who was closest to her, saw Ning Yue’s discomfort and grabbed her wrist to steady her.

This prevented Ning Yue from making any strange poses in the air.

But the feeling of weightlessness was too strong.

She wrapped her arms around Lu Qingyan’s waist; if Lu Qingyan hadn’t almost stumbled in the air, Ning Yue would have wrapped her legs around her too.

Lu Qingyan: “Sorry, I didn’t notice.”

Ning Yue: “…No, I’m too heavy.”

Lu Qingyan glanced at Ning Yue coldly and elegantly. “Who says you’re heavy? You’re not.”

Ning Yue: …

She’s so cool; I love her!

They fell rapidly downwards.

Passing through the damp mist, Ning Yue sneezed and subconsciously closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw a bleak, verdant green.

They were no longer in the air; their feet landed on solid ground.

It felt very secure.

Ning Yue curiously looked around, puzzled. “Are we already inside the Green Valley Secret Realm?”

“Mm,” Lu Qingyan replied, lifting Ning Yue slightly.

Feeling the movement, Ning Yue looked down slowly…

Oh my god! Why am I still in Senior Sister’s arms!

She hurriedly jumped down.

She awkwardly scratched her head. “Sorry, Senior Sister, I didn’t realize.”

Lu Qingyan looked at Ning Yue, nodded faintly, and then said in a cold, nonsensical voice, “Not heavy.”

Ning Yue: …

She’s so cool; I love her!

The eight people scattered in different places; because Ning Yue was clinging tightly to Lu Qingyan, they didn’t separate.

Fortunately, they weren’t far apart and quickly regrouped.

Shi Yinghan first familiarized himself with the terrain.

“The Green Valley Secret Realm not only has complex terrain but also dense fog and poisonous insects; try not to get separated. Duan Huailin, set up the formation.”

Duan Huailin nodded, taking out various small objects from his Qiankun bag, making complex hand gestures.

Before Ning Yue could understand, a white light surged from Duan Huailin’s side, spreading around them before disappearing.

“Done,” Duan Huailin said. “There’s a formation protecting a radius of one li; ordinary poisonous insects can’t get in.”

“Thanks,” Shi Yinghan nodded.

Jiang Yishen took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom.

“These are high-grade anti-venom pills developed by Master; one bottle each, for emergencies.”

Yang Fei casually put the porcelain bottle in his bosom and whistled.

The leaves around them moved without wind, making a rustling sound.

A clear, chirping sound came from the air

Ning Yue looked up.

A huge blue bird had appeared, its tail feathers extraordinarily gorgeous, even shimmering; it was breathtaking.

Ning Yue narrowed her eyes, afraid of being blinded.

Calling it a bird wasn’t entirely accurate, but Ning Yue guessed it was probably a bird.

Yang Fei whistled again.

The blue bird spread its huge wings and flew away with the wind.

Ning Yue: “…What did it go to do?”

Yang Fei: “To scout ahead; it will warn us of any danger.”

Ning Yue: …Everyone is so useful… really.

Everyone surrounded Ning Yue in the center of the formation without saying a word.

Protecting her tightly.

Ning Yue could only obediently follow the group forward.

Shi Yinghan, walking at the front, suddenly stopped; the others stopped as well.

Ning Yue leaned forward and looked past Shi Yinghan.

A few people were gathered together not far away.

They looked like them, probably disciples from another sect.

There were more than ten of them; they weren’t wearing disciple robes, so it was impossible to tell which sect they were from.

It was better to be cautious.

Shi Yinghan made a decision immediately. “Let’s take a detour.”

Everyone turned around immediately

But a roar came from behind. “Who’s there?! Come here!”

Shi Yinghan’s expression didn’t change. “Ignore them; keep going.”

A flying sword, gleaming coldly, was plunged into a nearby tree stump.

“Didn’t you hear me? Are you all deaf?”

Yang Fei impatiently clicked his tongue and turned around.

“Who are you, acting so big? We wanted to give you face, but you don’t appreciate it.”

Shi Yinghan sighed helplessly. “…I guess it’s someone from the Hell Sect.”

Hell Sect?

Ning Yue remembered them.

It was the sect of Qi Xucheng, the one she had argued with at the inn.

So their lack of manners was a family tradition.

However, Qi Xucheng had a bit of a conscience and gave her a bag of money.

“What did you say?”

Hearing Yang Fei’s mockery, the man roared again, urging the sword in the tree stump to move.

The sharp sword gleamed menacingly, stabbing directly at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei stood there with his arms crossed, sneering, motionless.

A white barrier appeared around his body; with a “zheng” sound, it deflected the sword.

Yang Fei leisurely raised an eyebrow. “Oh.”

Duan Huailin calmly added, “…I forgot to mention, my barrier can also block such weak attacks.”

…

The man took a few steps back, incredulous. “You actually have a formation cultivator of this level?”

The shock and fear in his voice weren’t feigned; it made Ning Yue question her understanding of formation cultivator levels.

So in the outside world, this was considered powerful?

The man looked at Ning Yue’s group again.

He saw someone, and his expression became even more terrified; he retreated in a panic!

“Oh my godisn’t that Shi Yinghan!!!”

Everyone’s gaze focused on Shi Yinghan.

Shi Yinghan sighed, his tone somewhat helpless. “…That’s why I said we should take a detour.”

Everyone: “…”