As soon as Jing Yingrong agreed, Ji Yanzhu in the Consciousness Sea started shouting: "You want fire, right? Let me give it a few hits!"
Jijie Pen: "Don't say goodbye. Can it still survive if you put it on?"
Jiyanzhu: "Who made it look for trouble in the mirror? A tenth-level monster, why is it so cold?"
Jing Yingrong said, "It didn't lie."
Jiyanzhu: "Huh? Is it really cold?"
Jijie Pen: "It seems to have no injuries or diseases, and there is no problem with the operation of its spiritual power. It feels cold, um... plus severe hair loss, it's a bit like-"
Ji Sha Sword: "I am about to die at the end of my life."
Ji Yanzhu: "Hey, if you put it that way, did it change its temperament because it was afraid of facing death?"
Ji Jie Bi: "I don't think it's that simple."
Jing Yingrong returned to Yingyu Island, and with a sweep of her consciousness, she found Wu Yaochen.
At this time, Wu Yaochen was at the top of Yingshan Mountain, fighting with someone inextricably.
The Emperor's Edge Sword deflected the opponent's magic attacks, and the red flames burned the earth until it cracked. If the cave behind the opponent was not protected by formations, it would have been affected long ago.
There was a gap between Wu Yaochen's cultivation strength and his opponent's, and he was generally at a disadvantage. But he chose to use all his strength in every move, slashing, stabbing and slashing with the Emperor's Edge sword, only attacking but not defending. He didn't care about his blood-stained clothes, showing no fear.
"Brother Wizard! Do you have to be so ignorant!"
The other party was also injured, but his injuries were much better than Wu Yaochen's. During the fierce fight, he shouted questions.
Wu Yaochen smiled, and the long sword burning with red flames instantly penetrated the Liusha scroll in front of the opponent. The whirling sharp sand grains shredded his coat, and the hand holding the sword was dripping with blood, but he didn't realize it and stabbed the opponent's chest with the long sword.
The other party did not dare to kill, but in this case, due to the difference in strength between the two of them, they could not truly suppress Wu Yaochen completely, so they had to take a step back.
When the opponent retreated, Wu Yaochen also stopped at the same time. He glanced at his hand that was about to be twisted into mud and could hardly hold the sword. He still looked nonchalant and still had the energy to smile at the other party:
"I have something to do today, so I'll excuse you. I'll come back another day to learn from Senior Brother Feng's clever tricks."
The other party was not happy now: "How can I let you come and leave whenever you want?!"
Wu Yaochen said lightly: "Oh, I give up."
"you!"
"If Senior Brother Feng still wants to continue, then I will accompany you."
The other party's face was ashen. However, both of them knew that if they continued to fight, they would not achieve anything except more injuries. Therefore, the other party could only return to the cave with hatred.
Seeing that the fighting had ceased, most of the surrounding disciples who were watching the battle had expressions of unfinished expressions, and because they were worried about offending these inner sect elites who lived on the top of the mountain, they hurriedly dispersed.
There was only one person, standing still.
Wu Yaochen flew over and said, "Sister Lao Jing, I've been waiting for a long time."
Jing Yingrong: "Soon."
She glanced at the disciple's cave and said, "It's not easy for you to defeat him."
Wu Yaochen: "I know. In fact, I didn't want to look for him today. Unexpectedly, the brothers and sisters who are weaker than him are not here. They are all here, so we can't just go in vain."
As he spoke, he took the elixir, and his bloody hand recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jing Yingrong: "Have they gone on 'foreign affairs'?"
Wu Yaochen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Senior sister, you also know? Yin Xueze came too diligently, so they had to go out on foreign affairs."
Jing Yingrong: "Aren't you here diligently?"
"Me, I stay in places like the Enlightenment Tower and Shendou Palace most of the time, and come here every once in a while. Yin Xueze is different. He is good at using actual combat to improve his strength, so he comes much more diligently than me."
Jing Yingrong nodded.
Wu Yaochen changed the subject: "I wonder if Senior Sister has anything to do with me?"
Jing Yingrong: "Buy some fire."
Wu Yaochen was stunned: "Buy my Zhu Xi True Flame?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
She briefly explained the reasons.
"I see, this matter is not difficult. If it is to keep a tenth-level monster warm, then I will recommend something to you, senior sister."
Wu Yaochen turned his palm, and a dark red ore with little sparks appeared in his palm.
"This object is called the Flame Hell Molten Stone. It is produced only by the Emperor Rong clan in the world. It can maximize the effect of Zhu Xi's True Flame. The essence of the Flame Hell Molten Stone was melted into my Emperor's Edge Sword when it was forged. Senior Sister Do you want to buy a few pieces?"
Jing Yingrong stared at the Flame Hell Molten Stone for a while, then looked up at Wu Yaochen.
"Are you short of contribution points?"
"Why do you ask?"
"You used to give it away for free."
"..."
Wu Yaochen touched his nose and said sarcastically: "There is no shortage for the time being. However, the areas in the Enlightenment Tower consume too many contribution points, and I have not completed any sect tasks, so I can't just sit back and rest..."
Jing Yingrong: "I know. I'll buy it for 100 yuan."
"Senior Sister is very generous."
"Yue Xiao pays the bill."
"..."
…
Jing Yingrong returns to Yueya.
"You found me so quickly? Ordinary fire is useless to me, you should know that, right?"
Yue Xiao maintained the same posture as when Jing Yingrong left, lying there bored.
Jing Yingrong: "Yes. It will cost a total of three million contribution points."
Yue Xiao's eyes moved: "Why is fire so expensive?"
Although it asked this question, it raised its paw and passed the contribution points without waiting for Jing Yingrong to answer.
Jing Yingrong replied: "Zhu Xi is really angry."
After the words fell, Yunluo stretched out and flew around Yue Xiao. One hundred pieces of flames of Hell with dancing crimson flames and shining golden light were evenly distributed around Yue Xiao.
The surrounding temperature rose sharply, and some rocks on the isolated peak even showed signs of melting.
However, Yue Xiao bared his fangs and swung his tail, causing gravel to fly everywhere.
"I don't want this fire, let's change it!"
Its words were filled with anger and extreme dissatisfaction.
Ji Yanzhu: "Let me—"
Jijie Pen: "Wait a moment and listen to it."
Yue Xiao continued: "This fire has the power of the sun, I don't like it."
Ji Jie Bi: "Yes, Xiaoyue Sirius likes the moon but not the sun, likes yin but not yang. The fire of the Emperor Rong clan is really not suitable for it."
Jing Yingrong did not feel dissatisfied and said to Yue Xiao: "Okay, wait a moment."
Yue Xiao was stunned for a moment, seemingly surprised by Jing Yingrong's reaction. There was hesitation in its eyes, and when Jing Yingrong was about to leave, it said, "Wait a minute."
Jing Yingrong stopped and looked back at it.
Yue Xiao: "...it's quite warm, no need to change."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Yue Xiao: "Just comb my hair like this. Don't worry about the hair falling out."
Jing Yingrong took out the combing brush as instructed.
The soft and fluffy silver-white long hair slipped through the teeth of the brush, and part of it was taken away by the roots.
The fallen hair floated to Yue Xiao in clumps. It collected the hair with its two front paws, rolled it into a ball and compacted it.
Jing Yingrong: "What are you doing?"
Yue Xiao said coldly: "Secret."
Jing Yingrong stopped asking.
I don’t know how long it took, but a fiery red figure suddenly flew across the horizon.
With its wings burning with fire, its body slender, and its tail feathers gorgeous and blazing, it was another level 10 monster, Zhu Huang.
Zhu Huang originally flew this way, but before he could get close, he suddenly flapped his wings and turned around.
Yue Xiao stuffed the fur ball in his paws under his body and said, "Hongfei, I don't eat birds."
Zhu Huang Hongfei paused, then turned around reluctantly and flew this way.
