C55 (1/2)

In the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and onto Ning Luo's face, making her young and tender face clearly defined.

The tiredness slowly faded from his long sleep. Suddenly, his tightly sewn eyelids twitched once, before they slowly parted to reveal the bright eyes within.

The first thing he saw was Xiao Meng's dazed and adorable appearance.

”Big brother, you're finally awake! You're really sleepy!”

His words were full of mockery.

In order to protect Ning Luo, Xiao Meng hadn't slept for two days and two nights. She was really tired.

Ning Luo was dazed for a moment. Then, she reacted and lovingly patted Xiao Meng's head. She softly said, ”Okay, big brother is fine now. Xiao Meng can sleep now!”

Xiao Meng let out a tired moan. She threw herself into Ning Luo's embrace and fell into a deep sleep.

”Kid, if you don't wake up, I'll have no choice but to seize your body.”

Elder Jiu Ming's dissatisfied words sounded, and it wasn't without concern.

”I'm sorry for making you worry.” Ning Luo didn't expect that this group of Ziyou birds would be so formidable, but in the end, it was still because his cultivation level was too low.

When he thought of how he was going to face a Shakyamuni, his heart began to pound.

However, since he'd already come this far, he could only continue on. Retreating before the battle wasn't his style. Moreover, he'd promised Elder Jiu Ming that he would do it even if he couldn't.

Jiu Ming vaguely sensed the change in Ning Luo's state of mind. He gave a gratified smile, but didn't say anything.

If anyone else was in the late stage of the Dharma Idol, they would have faced a Shakyamuni and would have hesitated constantly, would have been afraid from time to time, and would have repeatedly retreated.

Even someone at the peak of the False Sky Realm would not be better than the current Ning Luo.

The Nether Violet Spirit Bird's blood essence had already been collected. The next step was to reach the entrance of the cave before the Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass matured.

According to Elder Jiu Ming's judgement, the Shakyamuni called Eight Madman would never wait for the Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass to fully mature before making a move.

At the same time, the cave was also the lair of a Netherworld Golden-Winged Roc.

The Netherworld Golden Winged Peng loved the Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass the most. When the three Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass matured, they would all be eaten by it.

Therefore, in order to obtain the Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass, he had to make a move before it matured. Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to lure the Netherworld Golden Winged Roc out of its nest first.

The Netherworld Golden Winged Peng was a level eight demon beast.

Not to mention a Shakyamuni, even a Divine Expert of the Dharma realm wouldn't be willing to come into contact with such a terrifying demon beast unless it was absolutely necessary, let alone fighting it.

Initially, Elder Jiu Ming and eight crazy disciples knew that in order to obtain the three stalks of Demon Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass, they had to attract the Netherworld Golden Winged Roc.

However, at that time, they had yet to come up with an effective method.

However, Elder Jiu Ming was sure that the eight crazy people would do this. As for how they did it, he couldn't guess.

What Ning Luo needed to do was destroy the plans of the eight berserkers, lure the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng back to its nest, and profit from that.

After two days of trekking carefully, Ning Luo arrived at the lair of the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng, hiding far away.

If Elder Jiu Ming's calculations were not wrong, the Demonic Spirit Bloodthirsty Grass should have matured in the next few days. In other words, the eight crazy disciples were in the vicinity at this time.