145: Ouyang Yunmeng's little temper

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

After spending a few days together, Yao Lingyu finally left.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen was utterly shocked, feeling somewhat powerless at the time.

He truly hadn't expected Yao Lingyu to be so demanding; even he felt strained.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen finally understood what Yao Race women were like.

In certain aspects, the Physique of Yao Race women absolutely crushed that of all human women.

"Young Miss Ling'er."

"Young Miss Ling'er, are you there?"

Yang Lingchen tried using Sound Transmission several times, but he never received a reply from Ling'er.

"Could something have happened?"

Yang Lingchen's face was extremely grim, and worry welling up in his heart. He quickly extended his Divine Sense into the immortal demon sword, but still couldn't find Ling'er's figure.

"I'm sorry, Ling'er."

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have died."

Yang Lingchen muttered to himself, his body trembling slightly, and his eyes involuntarily grew moist, tears welling up in his sockets.

"Stinky brat, are you mourning?"

Just then, a slightly weak voice rang out in Yang Lingchen's mind.

"Ling'er, where are you?"

Hearing this familiar and beautiful voice, Yang Lingchen revealed an ecstatic expression and hurriedly asked.

"Inside the immortal demon sword, idiot." Ling'er's faint voice came again.

"Oh!"

Yang Lingchen quickly extended his Divine Sense, invading the immortal demon sword once more.

He saw that Ling'er's figure had become incredibly illusory and ethereal, as if a gentle breeze could scatter her.

"Ling'er, you'll be fine. I will definitely find the shaping grass for you and help you reconstruct your Physical Body."

Looking at Ling'er's haggard, illusory, and ethereal figure, a hint of guilt couldn't help but appear on Yang Lingchen's face, the remorse clouding his expression like a haze.

He could tell that Ling'er's Divine Soul was on the verge of dissipating. If he couldn't find the shaping grass within three years, Ling'er would completely vanish from this world.

Yang Lingchen looked through many medicinal material records of the Tianwu Continent, but he had never seen any mention of shaping grass.

Yang Lingchen also knew that shaping grass was a high-Rank Spirit Medicine, and it was unlikely for a low-Rank plane like the Tianwu Continent to grow such a high-Rank Spirit Medicine.

"Alright, stop looking so glum. This Young Lady isn't dead yet! I need to rest. Don't bother me unless it's important later."

Ling'er said irritably. After speaking, the illusory Divine Soul vanished once more.

Yang Lingchen sighed, thinking: "The only plan now is to pin my hopes on the Upper Realm. Maybe the Tianfeng World where Xueqing is located might have shaping grass."

After resting for a moment, Yang Lingchen returned to the haotian jade space.

"Yang Lingchen, where did you go? You didn't come in for so long. Do you know how worried we were about you?"

As soon as Yang Lingchen walked into the haotian jade space, Xiao Qingyun and Ouyang Yunmeng rushed over eagerly, one from the left and one from the right.

"I'm sorry for making you worry. It won't happen again," Yang Lingchen said softly, his tone full of apology.

"Bastard, you think a simple apology will get rid of me?" Xiao Qingyun scolded sweetly, her face full of wronged emotion, looking quite pitiful.

"Of course not. I'm going to make something delicious for you," Yang Lingchen said, his eyes filled with flattery.

"I don't want to eat. You must spend time with me today."

Xiao Qingyun's voice was charming. She grabbed Yang Lingchen's arm and nestled closely against him.

"Cough, cough... Qingyun, look, Ouyang Yunmeng is still here! I haven't spent time with her in a long while either. How about we eat something first and chat?"

Yang Lingchen quickly spoke, a hint of helplessness on his face.

It was just that he really felt somewhat powerless, after all, he had only just spent three days with Yao Lingyu.

"Yang Lingchen, if you only spend time with her today, I'll never forgive you!"

Ouyang Yunmeng huffed sweetly, looking at Yang Lingchen with an unfriendly expression, her eyes carrying a threat.

"Qingyun, look, Ouyang Yunmeng has spoken. Let's just drink some wine and chat today."

Hearing Ouyang Yunmeng's words, Yang Lingchen felt as if he had heard the sound of nature, and quickly agreed, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Who wants to drink with you? I want you to spend time with me today." Ouyang Yunmeng hugged Yang Lingchen tightly, her movement resolute.

"Ouyang Yunmeng, can we just rest properly today?" Yang Lingchen asked, looking utterly bewildered, feeling like he had entered a wolf's den, secretly lamenting his fate.

"Hmph, This Young Lady has followed you for so long, shouldn't you finally give This Young Lady an explanation?" Ouyang Yunmeng mustered her courage, her face flushed, her shy appearance exceptionally cute.

"Pfft...! It seems I really can't escape today."

Yang Lingchen nearly fainted on the spot, his face full of helplessness, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Sister Yunmeng, since you put it that way, then Big Sister won't disturb you two today."

After Xiao Qingyun finished speaking, she picked up a thick stick and walked straight toward Wang Yuyan.

During this time, Wang Yuyan had been tortured beyond recognition.

Xiao Qingyun had even cut off her chest and knocked out her teeth one by one, just to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this half month, thanks to the resources provided by Yang Lingchen, Xiao Qingyun's cultivation level Broke Through to the Sixth Layer of the King Realm.

With the assistance of resources provided by Xiao Ruochen, Ouyang Yunmeng's cultivation level also Broke Through to the Emperor Realm.

On this day, Yang Lingchen finally decided to set off for Central Province.

He planned to first go to the Heavenly Emperor Palace to find his mother, Su Wanyun, and, if his strength allowed, cause some trouble for his enemies along the way.

However, before setting off, Yang Lingchen cast several powerful defensive Talismanic Incantations upon himself.

This way, it would be almost impossible for enemies to deduce his location, even if another person possessed the heavenly martial divine pearl.

Yang Lingchen used Shadow Shifting to transform himself into the appearance of a wealthy Young Master around twenty years old, wearing clothes meticulously made for him by his mother.

Then, taking Xiao Qingyun and Ouyang Yunmeng, he boarded a magnificent mysterious boat and hurried in the direction of Central Province.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen felt a slight excitement in his heart. It had been seventeen years, and he had never met his mother.

"Yang Lingchen, is your mother really the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor Palace Master?" Ouyang Yunmeng's face showed an expression of extreme shock.

"It should be correct. My father told me all this," Yang Lingchen said, his gaze firm.

"But the entire Tianwu Continent is currently hunting you. If you rashly acknowledge your mother, it might arouse suspicion from malicious parties," Ouyang Yunmeng said, her expression worried.

"I have considered that point. I plan to hide my identity and join the Heavenly Emperor Palace, then look for an opportunity to find my mother," Yang Lingchen said in a deep voice, his expression serious.

Once he finds his mother, Yang Lingchen intends to return to the Northern Profound Region. After his strength increases, he will come back to deal with those who covet his heavenly martial divine pearl.

"Then be careful yourself. Sister Yunmeng and I will just Cultivate in the space. You just need to spare some time every day to come in and keep us company," Xiao Qingyun said with a charming laugh, her smile sweet... Wuji Sword Sect.

"Elder Shen, have you managed to detect that brat's whereabouts?"

Situ Canglan asked, his face as dark as deep water, his expression extremely ugly.

Shen Gongming stared carefully at the compass in his hand for a long time, then said in a deep voice:

"This child's trace can no longer be detected. He must have been isolated by some profound and unfathomable Talismanic Incantation technique, making it difficult to deduce his location."

Situ Canglan frowned, a hint of unwillingness appearing on his face. He sighed: "It seems now that this Seat truly has no fate with this heavenly martial divine pearl."

...Blood Demon Sect.

Dugu Yueya, dressed in a magnificent ink-red robe, was holding a mysterious bead and muttering to himself:

"This is truly strange. I've traveled all over the Central Domain Divine Land during this period, so why can't I sense the whereabouts of the heavenly martial divine pearl? Could that brat be dead!"

At this moment, Dugu Yueya's expression was extremely gloomy.