Chapter 213

Chapter 213: How Delightful!

Bai Ruo An sighed as they waited: “Having a demon vein is great; it saves time and effort.”

Soon, the Dodder Flower Sprite led down a small brown squirrel. Don’t let its size fool you. It was a true Nascent Soul Early Stage Demonic Beast.

The little squirrel reached the pile of mushrooms and sniffed each one with its black nose. In the end, it pushed all the Illusion Mushrooms to one side, didn’t even glance at the other mushrooms, and also snatched up the handful of Fish Mint.

Song Wei Yan rubbed his chin and joked: “Didn’t expect it to like such strong flavors.”

Shen Sang Ruo took out the rest of her Fish Mint and set it together with the Illusion Mushrooms. Thankfully, she had stored plenty of both. She should be able to trade for a good amount of Heaven-grade treasures.

The squirrel circled the piles, like it was counting. Then its cheeks bulged and bulged, and it spat out a heap of Heaven-grade materials. Besides all kinds of nuts, there were several shimmering, colorful gems. Its cheek pouches were like a spatial artifact.

After checking the amount, it stuffed the Illusion Mushrooms and Fish Mint into its cheeks and scampered back into the hole.

When Shen Sang Ruo went forward to collect the traded materials, she found far more than she expected, as if the squirrel had counted each strand of Fish Mint as one item. A single handful of Fish Mint had earned dozens of little nuts.

“The squirrel says it’s not the kind of beast that takes advantage,” the Dodder Flower Sprite explained with a proud tilt. “Also, it has a pretty good impression of you, so think of the extra as a meeting gift.”

Song Wei Yan puffed up: “Our junior sister is loved wherever she goes. Nice. That squirrel has good taste!”

The other three agreed. Shen Sang Ruo smiled and called up to the hole: “Thank you.”

Thanks to the squirrel’s generous trade, Ninghua Sect’s total score broke through one hundred thousand, pulling far ahead. After them came Heavenly Sword Sect and the Red Desert Jiang Clan.

They were just heading to the next spot when Feng He Yun, letter in hand, finally found them. He called out loudly: “Shen Sang Ruo!”

Shen Sang Ruo and the others turned together. Seeing Feng He Yun alone, they were first surprised he had entered the Heaven-grade Zone, then only found him strange.

Su Xi Yu muttered with a frown: “Isn’t this a team match? Why do people from Flying Cloud Sect love to act alone?” She counted them off with a click of her tongue. First Lu Shi Qing, and now Feng He Yun. Both were Shen Sang Ruo’s former Senior Brothers. “Are they flies or what?” She shot the men a look. They got the message: guard their junior sister tightly and give those people no chance.

To show up alone before them like this, did he think they were pushovers?

Shen Sang Ruo’s eyes gleamed as she smiled with a hint of mischief: “Looks like someone came to deliver us points again.” She and her Senior Brothers and Senior Sister shared a look and reached the same idea at once.

Feng He Yun stopped a short distance away, stepped down from his Flowing Cloud Sword, and felt a chill when all five stared straight at him. He raised both hands quickly: “Wait, I’m here to deliver a letter! Second Junior Brother wrote to you. Read it before you decide, all right?” He shook the letter like it was a life-saving charm.

In a team contest, coming from far away just to deliver a letter? Were they sure they weren’t delivering free points? Ye Huai and the others traded looks full of question marks. They really couldn’t figure out what went on in the heads of people from Flying Cloud Sect. Their brand of foolish was special.

Feng He Yun, for his part, thought with confidence: [Shen Sang Ruo surely won’t eliminate me. I’ve been her Senior Brother for years. I still have some sway. That’s why I dared to come.]

He tossed the letter toward Shen Sang Ruo and called, voice rising: “Read it! You’ll understand once you read it! Shen Sang Ruo, don’t be stubborn anymore. We’re all waiting for you to come back!”

His loud voice made the squirrel pop out of its hole with an annoyed look. If Shen Sang Ruo gave it the instant feeling of liking, Feng He Yun gave it the instant feeling of dislike.

A piece of Illusion Mushroom shot out like a dart, right into Feng He Yun’s wide-open mouth, straight down to his stomach.

“Cough, cough! What was that?” He clutched his chest and hacked hard. The next moment, he yanked out his wine jug, tipped back his head, and drank. Under their stunned stares, he burst into laughter and recited with flair: “How delightful, how delightful, I should be roaming the martial world…”

The group went quiet for a beat. Bai Ruo An muttered with a twitching mouth: “Whose ancient-style boyfriend is this?” Su Xi Yu teased with a dramatic gasp: “Aiya, that laugh almost killed this little maiden.” Song Wei Yan clutched his heart with a grin: “One more laugh and this young scholar rides a crane to the West.” Ye Huai: … Shen Sang Ruo: …

Shen Sang Ruo knew right away: [These are the symptoms of Illusion Mushroom poisoning.] In a way, this matched her original reason for collecting them. She lifted her palm and gave Feng He Yun an across-the-air slap that snapped him clear. Her Fanning Wind and Stirring Fire Art was strong.

Feng He Yun still looked baffled when she said, cool as ice: “I read the letter.”

He stared, doubtful: “That many pages, and you already finished?”

Shen Sang Ruo did not have the patience to read everything. She had only skimmed. The letter began with Wen Xuan saying he would soon get the Access Jade Token back and hand it to her. Then he begged her to give up Ninghua Sect and join Flying Cloud Sect now, to hand all their points to them, claiming things could still be fixed. He told her to bring Ninghua Sect to meet him on the west side of the Heaven-grade Zone. The feelings between the lines were very sincere, and the whole thing was written in blood, as if to pay for the time he took her heart-blood before. One glance filled her with deep disgust.

She didn’t answer Feng He Yun’s question. Instead, she gave him a look that said, You tell me. Then a flame kindled in her hand, and the letter burned to ash, just like her feelings for them, no longer existing.

Feng He Yun’s face went white: “How could you burn it?!”

He had seen the blood seeping through the paper, every word crying tears. But Shen Sang Ruo said, voice like winter: “A few pages, a few drops of blood, and a few lines, and you think you can wipe away what you did to me? You think too simply.”

She let a cold smile touch her lips: “I’ve read it. Now you can disappear.”

“You want to eliminate me?!” he blurted, stepping back. Before Shen Sang Ruo moved, Ye Huai lifted his sword and advanced with a chill in his voice: “You never deserve to stand before her again.”

The other three joined in at once. In moments, Feng He Yun’s token shattered, and he vanished from the Secret Realm.

Shen Sang Ruo looked at the place where he disappeared and thought aloud: “Bai Mu Mu wants us to go to the west side of the Heaven-grade Zone. What trick is she playing?” She could tell that Feng He Yun and Wen Xuan did this under Bai Mu Mu’s orders.