Chapter 422: 420. Revenge "Miss, I also don’t know why the Purple Master is here."
Despite saying this in his heart, Black Fish’s mind was incessantly wandering.
The Bainian family held a significant status at Heaven and Earth Lake, unmatched by any Four-star Influence like Xuanse Lake; thus, Bainian Xiang’s status was naturally very high. Leaving aside other connections, merely the name Bainian was enough for those in the Mountain Suppression Realm at Xuanse Lake to treat them with courtesy, considering them honored guests. Not to mention the relationship with Zi Ran.
Therefore, Town Suppression Realm members often come seeking Zi Ran Master and are scolded by our Miss.
Because Zi Ran is one of the only five Three-star Vortex Divine Artisans among the 108 lakes of Heaven and Earth Lake.
Her status is enough to rival that of their Bainian family’s Clan Leader.
And might even be higher.
Yet she is so friendly towards that Sect Leader Wen.
As if they are old friends.
"Could it be... that Sect Leader Wen has a way to cure the Purple Master’s hand ailment?" Black Fish’s mind suddenly jumped to this idea, and he verbalized it.
"Really?"
"Miss, aside from this, I can’t think of any other possibility."
"Just these things? It wouldn’t be deceiving my master, would it?"
"No, if it were a deception, they wouldn’t get out. No one would be foolish enough to assume there are no strong individuals around the Vortex Divine Artisan."
"Ah... the more I hear, the more confused I get." As Sea Dragon Mountain approached, she couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it anymore.
But if things are as Black Fish says.
Then Master will regain the ability to create the Vortex Map.
Thinking about this, she immediately urged Black Fish forward.
Upon returning to the island and heading towards the small hut, she heard a mournful sound coming from the forest, seemingly wailing.
Out of curiosity, Bainian Xiang chose to turn into the forest path and follow the direction of the sound—because that sound seemed to belong to Xiaowang—the tusk.
"Woo~"
The sound drew closer, and Bainian Xiang quickly parted the obstructing branches.
The scene that followed left her stunned.
The tusk was actually lying on the ground, its Wolf Fang Club discarded several meters away, looking defeated. The reason for its submission was that yellow dog.
Yes!
The yellow dog that came with Sect Leader Wen—just a dog not even a demon!
"Haha!"
Suddenly, a voice called from outside the forest.
Bainian Xiang remembered this voice as belonging to Lin Kewu.
When the yellow dog heard this voice, it glanced at her, then barked at the tusk before trotting away.
Bainian Xiang watched this scene, too shocked to speak.
Master had said before, Xiaowang possesses a very unique bloodline, can’t be beaten by Divine Profound Middle Realm, or Upper Realm humans or demons, yet won’t submit.
But now, it was lying on the ground wailing.
Doesn’t this mean the bloodline suppression is very strong?
Apparently, that creature pretends to be a dog!
Clearly, it’s a Great Demon.
"Xiaowang, are you alright?" Bainian Xiang collected her thoughts and hurriedly ran over to help the tusk up, looking towards the outside of the forest, "You guys... are really too much!"
...
Outside the forest.
Luo Mi patted the Mountain Dog’s head, "Haha, don’t run around, this isn’t Yunlan Mountain."
"Let’s go. Both Sect Leader and Purple Master are on the other side of the island, let’s wander there." Lin Kewu said, stepping onto the main road.
When the group arrived on the other side of the island, Wen Ping was sitting by the corridor of the pavilion, practicing controlling the temperature of Hellfire.
After all, this wasn’t the Immortal Sect’s kitchen, the flames didn’t have an automatic adjustment feature. He enjoyed using Punishment Fire to burn things but hadn’t used it for making Spiritual Cuisine.
Controlling the temperature required practice.
"Woof woof."
Hearing the Mountain Dog’s barking, Wen Ping paused and withdrew the flame.
"Did the tusk provoke you?"
"You struck it down... and got witnessed."
Hearing this, Wen Ping felt somewhat helpless.
Hit it if you hit it.