Chapter 1: Whose Scenery is Whose!

  Misty Flower is considered a rare and precious spiritual herb, said to possess spiritual properties that can suppress the turmoil of true energy. The spiritual herbs in Jiang Qiao's courtyard are indeed valuable, but compared to Misty Flower, they pale in comparison!

  Jiang Qiao heard Ye Xuan's description of this spirit flower and shook her head, clearly having never seen it before.

  But the next moment, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly frowned, saying: "I... I seem to have seen it before, but there is no such grass in this attic... But if you go out of Qiao Yu Ge and go to the back mountain wall of Heng Yi Mountain, there seems to be that kind of spiritual grass. I dare not say for sure..."

  Jiang Qiao spoke in a stuttering manner, her eyebrows furrowed, and it was clear that the sword energy inside her body was surging, making it difficult for her to speak.

  That charming and moving appearance, although pale and weak in complexion, still cannot be concealed.

  "What's behind Mount Heng?" Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

  If it's behind Mount Hengshan, wouldn't that be near Charming Rain Pavilion?

  Once he left the Qiao Yu Building, he would likely be ridiculed by Fang Yunjian and Yu Wei's disciples. Although he had entered the Brain God position, he was not considered a top-notch figure, at least within the Green Yin Sect!

  But...

  Life is at stake.

  Most importantly, within the Luoying Sect, Jiang Qiao was his only backing.

  If Jiang Qiao died, he would have no way out. The other day, he had beaten up Fang Yunjian's disciple, and it was already a declaration of war. How could Fang Yunjian spare his life?

  "I'll go take a look!" Ye Xuansi said in a deep voice after some thought.

  "Wait!"

  Jiang Qiao held her breath and said with difficulty: "Tonight... tonight!"

  Ye Xuan understood the meaning and nodded slightly.

  He knew that Jiang Qiao was worried that if he went out during the day, he would definitely be targeted by people from other factions, but going out at night was relatively much safer.

  Jiang Qiao's current injury can be suppressed with the silver needle and the leaf-shaped needle, at least for about a day.

  Don't underestimate this small silver needle.

  This silver needle was left to him by his grandfather before he passed away, it looks like just a silver needle, but it was forged with a lot of heavenly treasures. His grandfather was a Taoist doctor, the needles he created were absolutely life-saving and healing treasures!

  It is said that there is a divine needle in this world of medical skills!

  This needle is called 'Nine Dragon Heavenly Fire Needle', with just this one needle, it can disperse the endless cold energy throughout the world.

  At that time, his grandfather encountered a hundred evil spirits. If there were nine dragon heaven fire needles, would he have had life-threatening danger?

  Unfortunately, the Jiulong Tianhuo needle is a legendary needle and a treasure of medical science that has been lost for who knows how many years!

  Just then, Jiang Qiao suddenly patted the storage bag.

  A burst of light emanated from his storage bag, and a pair of wings emitting a faint blue glow suddenly flew out of the bag. Jiang Qiao let out a gentle breath, and to her surprise, the two wings flew to Ye Xuan's back. The wings flapped their feathers, as if they were about to lift Ye Xuan into flight.

  "This wing is called Qingchen Double Wings, it can take you flying, you just need to urge it with your true energy. This time you go to the back of Hengyishan Mountain, you must fly!" Jiang Qiao said in a low voice, suppressing his physical injury.

  "Yes, Master!"

  Ye Xuan manipulated his true energy, and the green dust double wings really flapped up.

  Can fly!

  Ye Xuan's curiosity surged, but he didn't immediately deploy the Qingchen Twin Wings.

  Jiang Qiao also nodded.

  She soon closed her eyes, the true energy in her body was exhausted, and she fell into a deep sleep, her whole person passed out.

  Jiang Qiao's sleeping posture was indeed three parts lovely and lively.

  She was so beautiful that she seemed about to drip with loveliness; even if one were to call her a beauty, it would be no more than that.

  Ye Xuan really couldn't think of any grudge between Fang Yunjian and Yu Wei, or Jiang Qiao, otherwise, how could he bear to lay hands on such a beautiful woman.

  Jiang Qiao is indeed cold, but he's not bad to people. If he were truly as heartless as he appears on the surface, would he have advised him to leave the inner court and not get entangled in the struggles of the high-ranking officials?

  ……

  Evening

  The stars fill the sky, and the bright moon is high in the heavens.

  Once on the path of cultivating immortality, one can no longer distinguish between day and night, as both are the same. However, for cultivators who have not yet entered the realm of solid foundation, they must rest for more than eight hours every thirty days. Therefore, during black nights in the Green Yin Sect, it is much quieter than daytime.

  Just then, a black shadow suddenly darted out of the Qiao Yu Pavilion and sped towards the forest path. After a leap, it fell off the cliff.

  It's Ye Xuan!

  Ye Xuan jumped off the cliff!

  Its body rapidly fell down.

  As he fell off the cliff, a pair of green wings suddenly appeared on Ye Xuan's back, flapping and slowing down his falling speed. With another flap, Ye Xuan's body stabilized and gradually flew towards the distance.

  If it weren't for Qingchen's dual wings, Ye Xuan wouldn't dare jump off the cliff even if he had entered the Flying Heaven rank.

  But with these two wings of green dust, it is enough to take this step.

  Ye Xuan flew cautiously towards the front, and after arriving at the back of Hengyishan, there was still a distance to go. For this distance, if he encountered a green-robed cultivator from Qingyi Sect, he feared that he would have to flee in disarray. If he wasn't careful, who knows what kind of situation would arise!

  Soon, Ye Xuan flew to the back mountain of Hengyishan.

  A thick fog suddenly appeared.

  Ye Xuan furrowed his brow.

  How can there be fog on this dark night?

  Even the mist in the foggy scene of watching flowers wouldn't be so thick.

  Ye Xuan saw this and flew rapidly towards the front!

  About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

  "Huh?"

  Ye Xuan seemed to have sensed something, and with a flap of the Qingdun Twin Wings behind his back, he secretly dispersed some of his divine sense. Enduring the pain in his head, in an instant, this divine sense had expanded into a small domain. And just as his divine sense probed out, he suddenly felt a thrill of excitement!

  "Found it!"

  "Enveloped in mist, only a faint glimpse of a flower can be seen, this is the legendary Linghua, also known as 'Flower in the Mist'!"

  Ye Xuan muttered to himself, and his body swayed slightly.

  But on the steep cliff of the high mountain, there was indeed a flower wrapped in thick fog. The flower was shrouded in thick fog and its appearance could not be seen clearly. It was exactly the "Flower in the Fog" that Ye Xuan wanted to pick!

  "That's it!" Ye Xuan muttered to himself.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his true energy and stretched out his hand to grab the spiritual flower growing on the cliff wall.

  But something strange happened.

  Just as Ye Xuan's hand was about to touch the spirit flower, it suddenly flashed and dodged Ye Xuan's grasp.

  "What's going on!"

  Ye Xuan was stunned in his heart.

  Linghua...

  Will it run by itself?

  Ye Xuan felt that he must have misseen it, stretched out his hand to grab it again, but the next moment, this Ling flower ran away once more.

  And every time it runs, the misty flower of Linghua becomes much thicker than at first.

  "It seems that I have no choice but to use my true energy to bind you!"

  Ye Xuan thought to himself and immediately activated the true energy within his body, rushing towards the Ling Flower in an instant, preparing to completely envelop this 'flower in the mist'.

  But...

  Just as his true energy was about to collide with the misty flower, at the moment when it was about to touch, his true energy suddenly moved and actually severed its connection with itself, disappearing into thin air.

  "Bang!"

  A faint sound.

  "Who!" Ye Xuan was taken aback for a moment.

  "You think you can just go and pick the flower in the fog, but where can you find it? Although you saw the flower in the fog first, I don't want to scare it away for nothing. The flower in the fog has already gained spiritual awareness, how can you possibly catch it with this method?"

  Ye Xuan never found out.

  Behind him, one person appeared.

  He wore a long purple robe, middle-aged, standing with his hands behind his back, not angry but majestic. The true energy inside his body was like the Yangtze River, and even if it didn't spread out, that kind of majesty still made Ye Xuan's heart tremble. At once, he discerned that this person was a master.

  "Hah!"

  A loud crash of thunder rang out.

  That misty look at the flower seems to have been frightened, and suddenly wants to run towards the distance.

  The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and with a mere wave of his hand in the empty air, the misty scene of watching flowers came to an abrupt halt, obediently binding him to the spot.

  Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat!

  The next moment, still said.

  "Greetings from your junior!"