Chapter 83 (1/2)

“Me?” Xiao Chen pointed to his nose, shook his head and sighed. He then walked to Liu Fenghuang and said, “Alas, forget it. Senior Sister Liu, let make some room for them to kill each other, so that the Skygale Sect can come to clean up the mess.”

Liu Fenghuang knew what he meant and said quickly, “Yeah, Junior Brother Han is right. The Skygale Sect is nearby. Let’s stop fighting each other, okay?”

“Humph!” Shen Qian swung her sleeve and went back. She raised her head and saw the night was coming, saying, “The monsters in the Dragon Meridian Mountains at night are incredibly fierce. Let’s find a safe place to camp and wait for someone to bring the Flying-cloud Stone here.” She then took the people and walked forth.

Not everyone could ride on a sword. Some normal disciples in many sects needed the Flying-cloud Stone to travel. It was a travel tool.

Before long, the sky became completely dark. The crowd found an empty place, took out some flints, and set up some fires.

The firelight cast some ferocious shadows behind them. Liu Fenghuang crouched under a big tree, lowered her head and said nothing. Xiao Chen sat down beside her. He wanted to get close to her because she was his only protection at present. He had felt the light murderous intent from Chu Lingjiao, and Shen Qian was also very suspicious.

Also, he could ask her everything about Violet Manor. It turned out that Violet Manor was really big. Except for those unknown areas, there were four continents and the Middle Continent. He was now in the East Divine Continent, where many states and cultivators’ powers existed.

He was now at the border between Zhou State and Qing State in the eastern continent. Of course, this was just the outer rim of the Dragon Meridian Mountains. Deep in the mountains, there were countless unknown dangers. So, few people had entered that area. The Qing Province belonged to Qing State and was hundreds of kilometers away.

An hour passed, the people who was supposed to bring the Flying-cloud Stone here that Shen Qian said had not come yet. The mountains became colder, and some thin fog gradually appeared in the distance. They could even hear the deep roars from the depth of the mountains. They sounded like the roars of ancient fierce beasts.

There were many rumors about the Dragon Meridian Mountains. It was one of the ancient ruins, and many unknown ancient creatures lay in the center of the mountains, such as dragons. Some people even claimed that they had seen the ancient dragons.

This was no news to Xiao Chen, and he did not doubt that the dragons existed in this world because the Dragon Roar Palm was a palm style that the founder of the Mystic Cyan Sect created to deal with ancient ferocious dragons. Unfortunately, it was too abstruse, and gradually, many disciples could not understand the true essence of this technique and few of them practiced it as Xiao Chen did.

Another hour passed, and the moon rose to the top of the sky. It was nearly midnight. Liu Fenghuang yawned and said, “Junior Brother Han, maybe the Senior Brothers who are supposed to bring the Flying-cloud Stone will come tomorrow when it gets bright. You should get some sleep first. I’ll wake you up when they come.”

Many disciples around leaned against the trees and had fallen asleep. Only a few people stayed guard outside. Xiao Chen smiled gently and said, “It’s okay. Senior Sister, you get some rest first. I can still hold it.” Not far away, Chu Lingjiao was awake, so he dared not to sleep.

“Okay.” Liu Fenghuang nodded, leaned against the tree, and gently closed her eyes.

Another two hours passed, and the moon gradually sank to the west. Many fires around also had gone out, and only the one in the middle was still making a crackling sound. The disciples around were basically asleep, and even some uttered words while sleeping. Not far away, Chu Lingjiao and Shen Qian, also leaned against the big trees and closed their eyes. But obviously, they were not asleep.

Liu Fenghuang had already fallen into a deep dream. Her head gradually leaned against Xiao Chen’s shoulder as a faint fragrance of her hair went into his nose. Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at her quiet little face and trembling eyelashes. It seemed that she did not have any shrewdness. Unconsciously, he had some good feelings toward her.