Chapter Eighteen: A Sneak Attack

  "Nan Gong Ye" Ji Yunyang raised her hands to her chest, slightly surprised, but reacted extremely quickly, dodging the woman's pounce with a light move, almost making her fall flat on her face.

  Nangong Ye took a few steps forward, his expression ambiguous, and smiled: "Yun Yang brother, it's been several years since we last met, indeed you've made rapid progress"

  If there's someone who makes Nan Gongyao jealous in the Eastern Tombs, it would be Ji Yunyang. As a member of one of the four major families in the Eastern Tombs and the young master of the Ji family, he was taken as a disciple by the Saint Hall elder several years ago, before he turned twenty. Now, he has reached the Tianxuan realm.

  The Holy Temple, an existence that transcends the four nations, can also be said to be the faith of the Star Continent. It is quite mysterious and has a title of "Holy" that is guarded by no less than ten people. According to reliable rumors, the temple's old ancestor has already reached the peak of the Divine Human Realm. What concept is the Peak Divine Human? With a wave of his hand, he can annihilate an entire city, and this continent's top existence has yet to be seen by anyone to this day.

  The elder of the Holy Temple, Dong Lin, had two candidates selected from among his disciples. They were Nan Gong Ye, the seventh son of the emperor, and Ji Yun Yang, a talented young master of the Ji family. In the end, only Ji Yun Yang was chosen, which left Nan Gong Ye with an unspoken resentment in his heart.

  The woman in green clothes pounced on him, smiling somewhat reproachfully and said, "Yun Yang brother, it's been several years since we last met, don't you miss Xue Er?"

  Who would have thought that Ji Yun Yang didn't give him any face at all, and was very cold, "Are we very familiar?"

  Upon hearing this, Ling Wushuang couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, casually poking at the fire pit. This kid changes his face faster than flipping through a book, she thought he was just a smooth talker, but it turns out he's actually quite difficult to get along with.

  "Xue Er," Nan Gong Ye said somewhat discontentedly, scolding in a low voice.

  Nangong Xue's face turned somewhat unsightly, and upon hearing a faint laugh, she suddenly became furious. She glared at Ling Wusuo and shouted: "Lowly woman, don't you see the princess? Scram to the side! There is no place for you here!"

  A woman of such low status, how can she walk alongside Brother Yun Yang? She isn't even worthy of holding his shoes.

  "Shut up!" Before Ling Wu Xiang could speak, Ji Yun Yang coldly shouted, "Wu Xiang is my friend, Eighth Princess. Think carefully before speaking, or don't blame me for being impolite."

  Blue headscarf, windless automatic, light yellow mysterious energy, swirling out.

  "Unparalleled?" Nan Gong Ye muttered to himself, shaking his head with a hint of amusement. He couldn't believe that such an extraordinary woman would share the same name as that useless person from the Ling family.

  Two old men in grey robes saw Ji Yunyang's body overflowing with dark energy, their faces slightly angry, and immediately stepped aside to block Nan Gongxue, their eyes gleaming with spirit. The young master of the Ji family was arrogant and bold, even the master of the Ji family couldn't control him, so it was better to be on guard.

  At this time, Nan Gong Ye also spoke up, pretending to be angry and saying: "Xue Er, shut your mouth, don't you dare apologize to this lady at once?"

  Nan Gong Ye knew that the woman in front of him was definitely not someone to be trifled with, having kicked Li Ming Hui into uselessness and even had a connection with Tian Ye.

  Ling Wu's eyes flickered slightly, glancing at Nan Gong Xue, the scattered firelight seemed to be dancing in his pupils.

  With a glance, Nangong Xue's back felt numb, and she couldn't help but retreat while also feeling indignant and furious. She raised her head and said proudly: "Why should I apologize? Shouldn't this lowly commoner kneel before me, the princess?"

  What is she afraid of? The two national protector elders are both sixth-grade Tianxuan masters, and Brother Yong is also by her side. Can this woman still do anything to her? She is the Eastern Border Princess, noble beyond compare!

  Nan Gong Ye's face was slightly red with anger, and he gave a sideways glance to the two old men in grey robes before turning to Ling Wu Xiang and saying: "This young lady is still young and doesn't understand things yet, so don't mind her."

  As they spoke, Nan Gong Ye secretly sized up the woman in front of him, although he was apologizing, but there wasn't much humility in his tone.

  Ling Wushuang turned her head sideways, gazing at the crackling fire pit, and smiled, as if a rare orchid had bloomed. She chuckled lightly and said, "It's just a small matter, why would I bother to keep track of it?"

  Nangong Ye was taken aback, seemingly not expecting this outcome. However, he always felt that something wasn't quite right, yet couldn't put his finger on what it was.

  "A royal princess with such a temperament, it's truly the country's misfortune." Ji Yunyang was a poisonous-tongued master, and she let out a cold hum, saying to Nan Gongyan and the others in an indifferent tone: "See that? This is what real elegance looks like."

  But little did she know, not long after, Ji Yunyang was so angry that he wanted to bite off his own tongue. What a temperament, what a ghostly temperament, this woman was the one who could kill people without being punished.

  A group of people's faces all looked a bit unsightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Compared to Ling Wushuang's calm demeanor, Nan Gongxue, as a royal princess, using profanity was indeed impolite, but she didn't expect Ji Yunyang to point it out so bluntly.

  Ji Yunyang finished speaking and sat down beside Ling Wushuang, still somewhat indignant. Wushuang was indeed magnanimous and didn't take it to heart.

  Ling Wushuang's eyebrows slightly raised, whether she truly cared for her or not. She couldn't tell, but to say that she and Ji Yunyang had met halfway, at most they could only be considered acquaintances who nodded at each other in passing. As for Ji Yunyang and Nan Gongyan, they were old friends. Only now did Ling Wushuang have some genuine appreciation for Ji Yunyang.

  Nangong Ye felt a bit embarrassed, trying to break the awkwardness, and sat down by the fire pit, smiling casually, "Miss has a good temper, it's actually laughable"

  "Alright, alright, I'm a person who never holds grudges." Ling Wusuo smiled with an innocent face, not showing any signs of anger at all.

  Ji Yun swung her wooden stick in her hand and poked the fire fiercely. What's the big deal, why is she so angry?

  Nangong Xue's eyes were filled with hatred, her teeth clenched in anger, but she was restrained by two old men in gray robes and couldn't move. Her eyes, like venomous snakes, stared at Ling Wushuang, but he completely ignored her, looking down on her with disdain, which made her feel powerless.

  "Miss, you have the Black Cloud Mushroom in your hand!" An old man in a gray robe exclaimed, looking at the medicine basket beside Ling Wushuang. His eyes shone brightly for a moment before he nodded and said, "This aura is absolutely that of the Black Cloud Mushroom."

  Ling Wusuo smiled and casually replied, "That's right, I was fortunate enough to pick a strand of Black Cloud Ganoderma."

  "It's really a dark cloud and black sesame" The old man's breathing was somewhat unstable, and even his face showed a hint of red light. He hastily said: "I am willing to use 10,000 taels to buy it, I wonder if the young lady is willing to part with it."

  Dark clouds and black ginseng are one of the spiritual medicines they have been looking for, which is a necessary material for refining the Heart Protecting Pill.

  Ji Yun Yang tossed aside the wooden stick in her hand and casually replied: "Golden?"

  The old man in the gray robe was taken aback, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said: "Young Master Yunyang, why bother humiliating an old man like me? One hundred thousand taels of silver is enough to buy this lingzhi mushroom. Even if it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it won't be able to exert any special effects."

  Ji Yunyang was somewhat disdainful, truly shameless, bullying him for not knowing the goods. The black cloud and black pearl refined elixir, which prolonged life and increased Xuanli, was worth at least 10,000 taels of gold, yet they actually wanted to buy it for 10,000 taels of silver.

  "Thank you for your kindness, but no need, I also need this lingzhi." Ling Wushuang didn't seem to care, casually brushing it off with a sentence, as if not wanting to continue the topic.

  That old man in grey seemed somewhat reluctant and tried to persuade her: "Miss, think it over again, don't waste such a precious elixir"

  Nangong Xue swung open the restraints, coldly laughing: "You really don't know what's good for you. Do you know that Zuo Dao Shifu is a noble alchemist? How many people are clamoring to deliver medicine to his doorstep? This kind of spiritual grass falling into your hands can only be wasted."

  "Is the alchemist that great?" Ji Yunyang was somewhat disdainful, his intuition telling him that Wuyue's alchemy level was absolutely not simple.

  Ling Wushuang casually waved his hand, stretching his body, as if shooing away mosquitoes, directly ignoring Nangong Xue, like a punch hitting cotton, which made Nangong Xue furious.

  "It's actually like this, then I won't force it, this kind of spiritual medicine would be wasted, what a pity." Seeing Ling Wushuang not buying his account at all, the gray-robed old man also had some annoyance, and the last sentence was somewhat indignant, guessing that Wu Yun Hei Zhi would fall into Ling Wushuang's hands, and could only be wasted in vain.

  After a brief explanation, Nan Gong Ye and his group also rested on the spot, preparing to set off again at dawn.

  The moon is in the middle of the sky, with a faint silvery glow.

  Ling Wushuang leaned against a wooden stake with one hand, resting her head, while Ji Yunyang sat cross-legged beside her. The torches made soft crackling sounds, and Nan Gongyan's group rested not far away.

  Suddenly, Nangong Xue's tightly closed eyes opened, and she nodded at the old man beside her, a cruel smile floating on her face.

  Damn woman, dare to provoke the noble princess, she wants to let this woman know, the consequences of provoking her, in the forest of sunset, as long as she moves her hands and feet casually, without anyone knowing, she can quietly make her disappear!