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Feeling consoled, tears of comfort welled up in her eyes as Meng Fuyao patted Lord Yuan Bao's head, ”You are so caring, you know how to earn medical expenses for your boss…”

The troupe reached Mount Luo Feng, abandoned their horses at the foot of the mountain and moved on. Halfway through Mount Luo Feng, at a platform amongst the steep precipices and cliffs, Cloud Soul said with a satisfied expression, ”The Fengshui here is not too bad, perfect for all of you to be buried.”

Zhan Beiye whispered into Meng Fuyao's ear, ”Fuyao, we must persevere till the moon rises.”

Meng Fuyao blinked and looked at the sky. 'Crap!' It was only dawn and to persist till moon rise? Even with combined force, Zhangsun Wuji and Zhan Beiye were no match against Gale in the past. Now, for them, who was already heavily injured, to fight against Cloud Soul and persist till nightfall? Cloud Soul that ranked sixth amongst the top ten, merely a rank below Gale?

Zhan Beiye said, ”Focus on her Achilles heel… Fuyao, you must not risk your life, I will protect you.”

Meng Fuyao sealed an acupoint point on Zhan Nancheng, motioned for Little Seven to lead him away and guard over him, said slowly, ”It's just a day, no big deal.”

She smiled as she moved a step forward. Zhan Beiye followed suit and Yun Heng who had been keeping silence, suddenly moved a step forward as well.

Meng Fuyao pushed him away immediately and said, ”Don't try. Otherwise, I will kill you by pushing you down the cliff. ”

”Go ahead” Yun Heng replied undeterred, ”I will climb up again.”

Meng Fuyao was annoyed, but Zhan Beiye commented with a smile, ”Brother Yun, heard you had a fortuitous encounter whilst in Taiyuan, you have shown great progress indeed.”

Yun Heng responded with a smile, ”Nothing compared to Ms. Meng, however, I should be qualified to fight alongside her.”

He looked towards Meng Fuyao and asked with a sparkle in his quiet eyes, ”Worthy?”

Meng Fuyao rubbed her nose and felt she was really unlucky. She had always thought Yun Heng was an honest and guileless child and certainly did not expect him to be so eloquent.

She looked down and saw Lord Yuan Bao, who had been crouching on the floor took a step forward suddenly.

Meng Fuyao stared at the small round ball, speechless. The ball did not bother with her either, as it stood there, slowly taking at out a seed and hugging it in its paws.

Meng Fuyao looked at it blankly as she asked Zhan Beiye, confused, ”… If I may just clarify… this is Lord Yuan Bao's new weapon…?”

Zhan Beiye looked at that guinea pig with tears and laughter. ”Stop fooling about, this is not a game.”

Lord Yuan Bao dismissed his comment. On the other hand, Cloud Soul looked curiously at Lord Yuan Bao and asked, ”Where did this come from?”

Meng Fuyao casually waved her hand. ”A friend's.”

”What friend?” Cloud Soul was more interested in Lord Yuan Bao than to fight. Determined to find out, she prompted again ”Who?”

Meng Fuyao replied with a smile, ”Elder, you will have to kill me first for me to reveal anything.”

Cloud Soul thought for a moment and proposed, ”If you give it to me, I will not fight with you all.”

Meng Fuyao gulped. 'Seriously, Lord Yuan Bao is actually worth that much? Damn it, if I knew I should have auctioned him off.'

Lord Yuan Bao spat valiantly against Cloud Soul's suggestion.

Cloud Soul pulled back her sleeves and asked lazily, ”How about it? One rat, three lives. There is no better deal out there.”

She glanced at the three in front of her and declared in an unhurried manner, ”The three of you are not weak, in fact, in your own category you are the stronger few. At your age, I might not even be as strong as the three of you. Regardless, if you all were to fight with me now, you all will definitely die.”

She might have said it calmly, but Meng Fuyao knew that every word was the truth. A world-renowned fighter, putting aside her solid inner energy, her mere experience in combat as well as control over her unique arts was not something they, amateurs, could win against.

Three lives.

One rat.

She squatted down and stared at Lord Yuan Bao.

Meng Fuyao stroke Lord Yuan Bao and said sadly, ”I never knew you were worth this much…”

Then she stood up, going face to face with a confident smile plastered on Cloud Soul's face. ”Elder…”

Cloud Soul raised her eyebrow lazily and stretched out her hand to receive Lord Yuan Bao.

”You better kill me.”