Chapter 152 - Chapter 152: 152 Phoenix Gallbladder (2/2)

Upon seeing Gu Yang emerge, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Before they could ask, Gu Yang said, “I’m a bit hungry. Xiao Hai, go get some food for me. Have you eaten yet?”

“I’m on it,” replied Zhang Xiao Hai as he dashes off to prepare the food.

Gu Yang’s eyes grazed over Su Qingzhen, Xu Ruomei, and Pei Qianlan, noticing the peculiar atmosphere among them, and said, “In fact, allow me to introduce ”

Xu Ruomei responded indifferently, “Pei Qianlan, the 7th on the Beauty List, naturally beautiful, a well-known Queen of Jinghai, I already know her.”

She bluntly revealed Pei Qianlan’s identity.

Gu Yang instinctively looked at Wu Xingyun and noticed that he wasn’t surprised at all, as if he had already known about Pei Qianlan’s identity.

Without uttering a word, he turned around and left.

On the other hand, Su Qingzhen looked at him incredulously, her face flushed. She stammered, “You  you ”

But after stuttering for a long time, she couldn’t manage to say anything and stomped her feet, turning around to run away.

“Miss,” called Zhi Xing, the maid, as she quickly followed her.

Xu Ruomei also turned and left in a different direction.

Only Lily, the foreign sorceress, and Han Mengling, the disciple of the Asura Sword Saint, remained, watching the spectacle unfold with confused expressions.

Pei Qianlan asked softly, “Aren’t you going to follow her?”

Gu Yang shook his head, “No. I need to rest and gather my strength for tomorrow’s battle.”

“Actually “, Pei Qianlan began to reply, thinking she should persuade him.

“Saint!”

At that moment, Lily couldn’t hold back anymore and knelt in front of Gu Yang. She babbled anxiously in her language, using a few words of the Great Zhou language.

Despite guessing, Gu Yang still could not understand what she was trying to convey.

Pei Qianlan, who grew up in Jingzhou City and could understand some of the West Bank Continent’s language, reminded him, “It seems that she wants to give you something.”

Then, Lily took out a crystal ball, held it in her hands, and began to recite a long spell with a solemn expression.

Gu Yang felt a strange fluctuation. Suddenly, the crystal ball split open, and a red crystal flew out, floating in the air.

The crack in the crystal ball disappeared immediately. Lily lifted the red crystal with both hands, holding it above her head with an almost reverent posture, offering it to Gu Yang.

“For me?”

Curiously, Gu Yang reached out and squeezed the red crystal. As soon as he touched it, he immediately felt a sense of kinship.

He couldn’t help but marvel as he inspected the crystal. It was prism-shaped, about the size of a fist. Initially pure light red, it became more intense as he held it, eventually turning into a dark crimson.

He asked, “What is this?”

Lily respectfully muttered a word, entirely incomprehensible.

Pei Qianlan beside helped translate, “It appears to be a sacred artifact of their organization, something about a god bird’s gall.”

Phoenix gall?

Gu Yang thought for a moment and accepted the item. His intuition told him that this crystal would be very useful. He thought to study it further in the future.

“When you have time, teach her some of the Great Zhou’s language,” he instructed.

“Okay,” Pei Qianlan agreed.

Lily, seemingly understanding them, said to Pei Qianlan, “My name is Lily, and I am a sorceress.”

That was the most fluent Great Zhou language she had spoken.

As night fell, Gu Yang, with two flagons of wine, came to Wu Xingyun’s courtyard.

Wu Xingyun was sitting in the pavilion with a sword on his lap. Gone was his dejection from the past few days, he now appeared as sharp as a drawn sword.

He wasn’t surprised by Gu Yang’s arrival. Accepting a jug of wine, he took a sip and said, “Brother Gu, I have decided to depart.”

Gu Yang paused, then took a big gulp of his wine, asking, “Where are you planning to go?”

“I have long wanted to explore the world. Now, I have finally made up my mind.”

Wu Xingyun looked at Gu Yang, showing a peaceful smile, “I made a vow at my mother’s grave that during my lifetime, I must surpass him. Now, he has reached the Divine Power realm. If I don’t make significant progress quickly, I will be left farther and farther behind.”

Gu Yang, left with thousands of unsaid words, could only say one thing, “Safe travels.”

“I will heed your good words, Brother Gu,” replied Wu Xingyun.

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