Translator:
Iris8197
Editor:
Rock
If you’re ready, we’ll set off now,
the old man said in a cold voice, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.
Soon the rowdy crowd quieted down again, waiting for the old man to take them to God Burial Mountain…
…
God Burial Mountain.
God Burial Mountain was nine levels high. On each level higher there were more spiritual beasts and traps. Generally speaking, the spirit cultivators below sage level only dared to wander on the three lowest layers. If they accidentally stepped into the fourth layer, they would probably die without a complete corpse.
At this moment, a group of people was marching towards God Burial Mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they stopped.
The group was led by an old man who, after stopping, turned back and said,
God Burial Mountain is here, and I wish you good luck! Well, now you can go to God Burial Mountain and I’ll pick you up in seven days.
With this, the old man walked slowly away with his hands on his back.
Miss Yun.
An Zihao spotted Yun Luofeng who was standing in the crowd, came towards her after hesitating for a while and said with embarrassment, rubbing his head,
God Burial Mountain is very dangerous. Can I stay with you?
He hoped to pass the test with the help of Yun Luofeng. Of course, if he were alone, he wouldn’t have had the gall to beg Yun Luofeng for her help. But now Miss was staying with him, so he had to keep her safe.
He would do anything for her.
Yun Luofeng glanced at him and strode towards the mountain, without answering him.
What does she mean?
An Zihao looked at her receding figure in astonishment, wondering what she meant,
She neither refused us or agreed. What does she mean?
The little girl blinked, her cute little face shining under the sunshine. Her eyes were fixed on Yun Luofeng’s receding figure and she said in a childish voice,
Maybe she agreed to allow us to follow her since she didn’t say no.
Quite glad to hear this, An Zihao patted his chest and promised,
Miss, don’t worry. I will make her accept us. If we have her protect us, we won’t be afraid of that woman.
The little girl sighed. Yun Luofeng didn’t refuse them, nor did she accept them. It wouldn’t be easy to get her protection…
But she didn’t want to disappoint An Zihao, so she could only choke her words back.
…
With fine scenery, the God Burial Mountain was rich in spiritual energy. Yun Luofeng had scarcely arrived at the God Burial Mountain when she heard a loud clamor in front of her.
A scholar-like young man was knocked to the ground, his hair set loose and his handsome, fair-skinned face full of anger. He glared at those people who were bullying him and firmly held the medicinal herb in his hand.
A young man reached out his hand to the scholar who was lying on the ground and arrogantly said,
Jing Jiang, give me the medicinal herb in your hand!
The scholar grasped the medicinal herb tightly in his hand.
No, I have to use this medicinal herb to save a person important to me. I can’t give it to you. Besides, I found it first, so why should I give it to you?
If you don’t give me the medicinal herb now, your death will be swift!
