109: Small feather shape

"Ouyang Qingcang, are you sure you want to break ties with my Medicine King Valley just for one Disciple?"

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley's expression was incredibly gloomy. His eyes seemed to burn with raging fury as he stared intently at Ouyang Qingcang.

He never expected that Ouyang Qingcang would show him such disrespect, even after he had come personally.

"Valley Master Xiao, if the Medicine King Valley insists on breaking ties with my Immortal Sword Sect, this Seat expresses regret. At the same time, we solemnly declare that Yang Lingchen is a top Genius of my Immortal Sword Sect. No person, and no power, has the right to demand that this Seat hand Yang Lingchen over."

Ouyang Qingcang said solemnly, his voice ringing powerfully, echoing through the main hall with unquestionable resolve.

Yang Lingchen was currently Ouyang Qingcang's only hope for a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm. He deeply understood Yang Lingchen's potential and value, so he absolutely could not push such a Genius away and destroy his own hope for a Breakthrough.

"Fine, very well. We shall see."

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley gave Yang Lingchen a gloomy look, his eyes filled with malice and unwillingness. After leaving a threat, he flicked his sleeve and left the Immortal Sword Sect without looking back.

"Little Friend Yang, this Seat has prepared the medicinal ingredients you requested. When would it be convenient for you to perform Alchemy?"

Ouyang Qingcang no longer cared about the departure of the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, looking at Yang Lingchen with anticipation.

"Give me the ingredients, and I'll finish the Alchemy for you tomorrow," Yang Lingchen said with a smile, his expression relaxed and confident.

"Then I shall trouble Little Friend Yang."

Ouyang Qingcang quickly handed over the storage ring in his hand, his eyes filled with gratitude.

After receiving the storage ring, Yang Lingchen and Ouyang Yunmeng walked toward Lingxiu Peak. Along the way, the mountain breeze brushed their Faces, bringing a refreshing coolness.

"Hey! Little Thief, can you refine some Medicinal Pills for me too?" Ouyang Yunmeng's voice was sweet and crisp, like the chirping of an oriole in the mountains.

"Can you stop calling me Little Thief?" Yang Lingchen said crossly, rolling his eyes.

"Then should I call you Little Hooligan?" Ouyang Yunmeng stuck out her tongue, a playful smile on her Face.

"Forget it, call me whatever you want! Take these king profound pills." Yang Lingchen shook his head helplessly, taking out dozens more king profound pills from the haotian jade space and handing them to Ouyang Yunmeng.

"Wow, so many king profound pills! This is great."

A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Ouyang Yunmeng's Face. Her eyes shone brightly as she excitedly accepted the Medicinal Pills. With these king profound pills, she was confident she could Break through to the seventh layer of the King Realm in a short time.

"Oh right, the Four Sect Grand Competition is in just over a month. I will take you there to broaden your horizons. Make sure you quickly raise your cultivation level during this time," Ouyang Yunmeng said, her eyes full of expectation.

"Alright!" Yang Lingchen replied, secretly resolving to raise his strength as much as possible during this period.

In the days that followed, Yang Lingchen Cultivated frantically, almost forgetting to eat or sleep.

In the secret chamber on Lingxiu Peak, Profound Energy surged around Yang Lingchen, and light flickered. At the same time, he took the time to refine a batch of Medicinal Pills for Ouyang Qingcang.

Upon seeing the Medicinal Pills, Ouyang Qingcang happily walked straight into his isolation chamber; he intended to seize this opportunity to directly Break through to the Emperor Realm.

Originally, within the Four Great Sects of the Southern Wilderness, the Peak of the ninth layer of the King Realm was already a god-like existence.

Now that Ouyang Qitian had Broken through to the Emperor Realm, Ouyang Qingcang also had a chance to Break through to the Emperor Realm. As long as the Immortal Sword Sect had two Emperor Realm powerhouses, even the Phoenix Divine Dynasty would not easily suppress the Immortal Sword Sect.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

After ten days of isolation, Yang Lingchen made another Breakthrough, his cultivation level reaching the fourth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm.

In the secret chamber, Yang Lingchen slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. Feeling the even stronger Profound Energy inside his body, his lips curled slightly upward... Meanwhile, inside an inn in Immortal Sword City.

"Elder Wang, we have been waiting in Immortal Sword City for over half a month now. That boy never comes out normally. We can't possibly enter the Immortal Sword Sect to capture him, can we!" An Old Man in Black Robe frowned tightly, speaking with an anxious expression.

"Grand Elder, don't worry. Since he won't come out, we will lure him out," Wang Yuyan said coldly, a hint of sinister calculation in her eyes.

"How do we lure him?" the Old Man in Black Robe asked.

"Our scouts recently received news that Lingchen is very close to a certain girl. If we capture this girl, we can naturally lure him out."

Wang Yuyan's eyes held a hint of cold malice, as if she could already see the moment their plan succeeded.

"Hehehe... a good idea." The Old Man in Black Robe let out a sinister laugh, a ferocious smile appearing on his Face... That day, Yang Lingchen, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly sensed something approaching and quickly opened his eyes.

He saw a noble and beautiful Phoenix slowly walking toward him, then gently resting its long, slender neck against Yang Lingchen's body.

"Xiao Yu, you're awake?"

Yang Lingchen spoke softly, his voice full of surprise and tenderness.

"Mm, where is this place, Brother?"

Xiao Yu's voice was incredibly pleasant to the ear, like the sound of nature, clear and melodious, seemingly able to pierce the human soul.

"Xiao Yu... you... you can really talk?"

Yang Lingchen looked at Xiao Yu in shock, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide, his Face filled with disbelief.

Although Yang Lingchen knew that some Advanced Yao Race members could speak human languages and even transform into human form, this was the first time he had encountered it since his Transmigration.

"Is it strange for a Phoenix, the most powerful race among the Yao Race, to speak human language?" At this moment, Ling'er's voice came from inside the immortal demon sword, carrying a hint of disdain.

"Brother, I don't know what happened. I just woke up after a sleep and could talk." Xiao Yu's voice was sweet and pleasant to hear, making people want to listen forever.

"Um, Xiao Yu, can you transform? Like, transform into a shape like mine, Brother?" Yang Lingchen asked, his eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

"I don't know about that. I'll try." Xiao Yu blinked, a hint of confusion in her eyes, but she decided to give it a go.

After speaking, Xiao Yu's head began to transform continuously. The first thing to appear was a head of dense, black hair, cascading down like a waterfall.

With gradual Transformation, Xiao Yu's entire upper body quickly materialized.

Her beautiful black long hair fell loosely on both sides. Her chin and lips, carved like red jade, were perfectly formed, almost ethereal. Her pair of soul-capturing beautiful eyes made anyone who looked at them instantly fall into enchantment. Her delicate Face was snow-white and charmingly beautiful, her rosy lips luscious and vibrant, and her delicate nose was charmingly upturned. Her entire Face looked gentle, soft, bright, and dazzling.

"Hey! Kid, mind your image, alright? Look at you, you're drooling," Ling'er began to mock from within the immortal demon sword, her voice full of teasing.

"Was I?" Yang Lingchen subconsciously reached up and wiped his mouth. Sure enough, a tiny bit had drooled out.

"Holy crap, that's incredibly embarrassing." Yang Lingchen's Face instantly flushed red, feeling extremely awkward.

"Brother, for now, I can only transform my upper body. Maybe the energy in my body isn't enough to support a full Transformation," Xiao Yu said sweetly, a hint of apology in her eyes.

"Xiao Yu, put this on." Yang Lingchen quickly found a piece of clothing and handed it to Xiao Yu, his gaze slightly evasive, afraid to look directly at Xiao Yu.

"Brother, am I not beautiful like this?" Xiao Yu gave a charming smile, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Beautiful, very beautiful. Now hurry up and put the clothes on." Yang Lingchen quickly turned his head away, his heart racing. If he kept looking, he was genuinely afraid he might do something that violated the separation between humans and Yao.

"Ling'er, what is the situation with Xiao Yu? Do you know?" Yang Lingchen used Sound Transmission, trying to get an answer from Ling'er.

"She must be injured, which is why she has temporary amnesia. I advise you to let her leave. Otherwise, once she recovers her memory, she might very well eat you alive," Ling'er said, her tone serious.

"It can't be that exaggerated, can it?" Yang Lingchen asked, feeling somewhat doubtful.

"Not exaggerated at all. The temperament of the Yao Race is hard to predict. They naturally hate humans, and she is the most mysterious Phoenix God Race among the Yao Race."

"She doesn't understand anything right now, acting like a child. If I abandon her, she will definitely be in danger," Yang Lingchen said worriedly.

"You're overthinking it. Although she is currently injured, with her present strength, even an ordinary Emperor Realm expert couldn't harm her in the slightest," Ling'er said.

"That exaggerated?" Yang Lingchen asked, secretly astonished.

"Not exaggerated at all. Although she is just a Phoenix from the Lower Realm, her Bloodline is incredibly pure. This must be related to her ancestor," Ling'er stated.

"In other words, Xiao Yu's ancestor might have a Bloodline that originated from the Divine Realm?" Yang Lingchen asked, his heart filled with curiosity.

"You know about the Divine Realm? You really aren't simple, kid," Ling'er said in surprise, her voice carrying a hint of astonishment.

"Ling'er, you aren't from the Divine Realm too, are you?" Yang Lingchen asked curiously.

"Don't ask about what you shouldn't know." After saying this, Ling'er fell silent again, ignoring Yang Lingchen.