162: Chapter 162 Yu Bei

Seeing the Blood Python fall into the canyon as well, Ning Yuan swept his gaze over the surroundings and said with a meaningful tone,

"It's a good place to be buried!"

"Exactly, burying you here couldn't be more appropriate!" the Blood Python sneered, his body tensing at the same time, poised to strike, clearly preparing to make his move.

*Whoosh!*

As soon as the words fell, the Blood Python charged forward, a faint blood mist surrounding him, the thick smell of blood hitting the nose, his lips curled into a hideous smile as his cold voice followed:

"Die!"

"It is indeed time to die!" Ning Yuan nodded in agreement, then a gray light flashed in his eyes; without any surprise, the Blood Python's eyes immediately bulged, and streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

*Bang!*

Due to inertia, the corpse didn't collapse immediately but slid for a distance before stopping right in front of Ning Yuan, only a few inches from his toes.

"Why bother? You lost your life and wasted my time!"

Glancing down at the corpse at his feet, Ning Yuan shook his head and asked the question, but the Blood Python obviously couldn't give an answer, so with a wave of Ning Yuan's hand, the Blood Python's corpse vanished instantly.

Then, he released his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings, and after finding no abnormalities, he waved his hand again to clean up all traces; only after doing all this did Ning Yuan leave the canyon with satisfaction.

High in the sky, Ning Yuan flew with his wings spread, the scenery along the way retreating rapidly; he also encountered members of the Yao Race from the Feathered Eagle Clan, but no one intended to communicate, instead keeping their distance from each other.

Ning Yuan wasn't surprised by this at all; Cultivators often kill each other, let alone the Yao Race.

After a long time, Yuying City was already visible in the distance; this was the core area of the Feathered Eagle Clan, the place with the most Yao Race experts, and also Ning Yuan's destination.

A few breaths later, Ning Yuan descended from the sky at the city gate, and a team of Demon soldiers holding weapons immediately surrounded him.

Ning Yuan didn't intend to resist and let them surround him because this was a necessary procedure; ever since it was discovered that humans had infiltrated, every Yao Race member returning from the outside had to undergo an inspection, without exception!

"Who goes there?" the leader shouted coldly.

"Feathered Eagle Clan, 19th Vanguard Squad, member Yu Bei!"

"Password?"

"Colorful Feathers!"

Seeing Ning Yuan answer everything, the leader breathed a sigh of relief, but the next part was the real key to confirming his identity; only by passing it could his safety be ensured.

He then took out a compass-like object with a slight indentation in the center, his eyes fixed on Ning Yuan, while the surrounding Demon soldiers couldn't help but tighten their grip on their weapons.

*Drip!*

Seeing this, Ning Yuan smiled calmly, extended his index finger, slightly circulated his spiritual power to force out a drop of blood, and dripped it into the indentation in the center of the compass; after he withdrew his hand, nothing happened.

This item could detect whether it was the Bloodline of the Yao Race; if not, it would sound an alarm, and if the Yao Race blood had been away from the body for too long and lost certain characteristics, it would also be detected, preventing the practice of preserving blood in advance.

That drop of blood was also the real Yu Bei's blood, but it had been quietly transferred out of the Five Elements Universe Realm by Ning Yuan, without anyone being the wiser.

Seeing that the compass had no reaction, the tense nerves of the Demon soldiers immediately relaxed, and they all put away their weapons as the atmosphere became lively.

"Yu Bei, you've been out long enough this time. Do you have anything? Bring it out for everyone to see!"

"I see others go out and always have some kind of harvest!"

"Why are you the only one back this time? Where are the others?"

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the lively atmosphere paused, and everyone looked at the speaker in unison, wishing they could sew his mouth shut; wasn't he just bringing up exactly what shouldn't be mentioned?

For those who didn't return, did the outcome even need to be said?

"Haha..."

The man also realized he had misspsoken, and couldn't help but give a couple of awkward laughs before dejectedly turning to leave, unable to bear the glances that seemed like they wanted to devour him.

"Sigh, don't mention it! This time was incredibly unlucky. First, we met a Human Race Soul Transformation Cultivator, and only three of us survived. Then on the way back, we encountered a Space Storm; if I hadn't been fast, even I wouldn't have made it back!" Ning Yuan said with a sigh, his expression extremely dejected, looking as if his parents had died.

The leader patted Ning Yuan's shoulder and consoled him, "My condolences!"

"By the way, Yu Ming and his group also returned a few days ago, and from the looks of it, their harvest seemed quite good. Now you're the only one left, so be careful!"

"Thanks for the reminder. It wasn't for nothing that we treated you to drinks in the past!" Ning Yuan cupped his fists in gratitude, his expression solemn.

"Eh, it's a small matter! Alright, go back and rest!" the leader waved his hand, looking quite dismissive.

"Then I'll head off. I'll treat you to drinks again when I get the chance!"

"It's a deal then, don't go back on your word!"

"Of course not!"

"..."

After a few pleasantries, Ning Yuan strode forward and soon passed through the city gate into the city; he didn't look around much, as he had already learned about the city's situation beforehand.

Not long after, Ning Yuan arrived at a luxurious mansion, glanced at it briefly without staying long, and then stepped inside to meet Yu Bei's direct superior, Nascent Soul Elder Ying He, to submit his mission.

A few quarters of an hour later, Ning Yuan walked out with a dark expression, wishing he could give that Old Thing Ying He a violent thrashing, but for the sake of the spring of life, he endured it.

Because there was no harvest at all from this outing and so many people were lost, being scolded by Ying He was one thing.

But he also had to hear about how well Yu Ming had done, what he had harvested, and so on, which made Ning Yuan flare up with anger; even Yu Ming, whom he had never met, was now held in a grudge, and this person was already at odds with Yu Bei's team.

Humph!

The next time I see that bastard Yu Ming, I'll definitely show him what's what!

After leaving the mansion, Ning Yuan returned to Yu Bei's residence, a two-entry courtyard; though not large, it was a decent place to stay.

"Greetings, My Lord!"

Just as he entered the door, a graceful figure darted out from the side room and gave a deep curtsy to Ning Yuan, calling out in a sweet, delicate voice.

"Hmm?"

Looking at the frail figure before him, Ning Yuan's eyes immediately lit up, and his bad mood cleared up like the sky after rain as he stared fixedly at her.

This female yao had been specially sent to Yu Bei for his entertainment before he went out, but he didn't seem to like this type, so he hadn't touched her and left her here; now, wasn't it Ning Yuan who benefited?

Yu Bei might not have liked her, but Ning Yuan certainly did!