Chapter 91: The Peach Orchard

  Endless jungle, at a glance, except for the towering mountain range, everything in sight is a lush green color.

  In the jungle, a fallen feather, shuttles back and forth within it.

  His upper body was covered with Ling Luo's feathers, and his lower body was wrapped in a few pieces of beast skin. His clothes had long been burned to ashes in the earth fire pulse, and this beast skin was only obtained from those demon beasts killed by himself and Pan Wuye in recent days.

  At this time, Ling Luo Yu was no longer the weak and frail figure he once was. Although he was still not tall or robust, his body had a well-proportioned muscular build that clearly showed off his explosive strength. After this period of constant battles with the demonic beasts, his body also carried a faint aura of bloodthirstiness and ferocity.

  It's not just Ling Luo Yu, Pan Wu is the same. Before transforming into a beast, Pan Wu was just an ordinary demon cultivator in this vast and desolate land of beasts, with a nature that delights in slaughter and war deeply ingrained in its bones.

  Two figures flashed like lightning, darting through the endless forest like a flowing light.

  Although Ling Luoye had never lived in the jungle before, and hadn't even seen a place like this, after going through this period of training, even the most unfamiliar things became familiar.

  Suddenly, Ling Luoyu's figure abruptly changed from rapid advancement to a stop. Seeing this, Pan Wu also immediately stopped.

  "Master! Is there something going on?" Pan Wu waved his arms, which were as thick as a goose's leg, and looked around, seemingly expecting something to happen.

  "This is weird, ah! Why do I get so excited every time we're about to fight? Are all demon cultivators like this, craving blood and battle?" Ling Luoyu shook his head lightly, smiling wryly.

  A faint, familiar fragrance wafted through the surrounding air, so gentle and soothing that Ling Luoyu could still smell it clearly despite its subtlety.

  "It's the fragrance of peach blossoms! This scent is exactly the same as the peach blossom fragrance in my own Snowy Mountain Villa! But can there be peach blossoms in this vast and wild jungle?" Furrowing her brow, Ling Luoyue followed the source of the fragrance step by step.

  That fragrance grew thicker and this boundless jungle seemed to be gradually opening up.

  "It's indeed peach blossoms! But how can there be peach trees in this desolate wilderness?" In front of Ling Luoyu was a vast expanse of peach blossoms, roughly estimated to be at least ten miles in circumference. Ling Luoyu even faintly saw a small path paved with bluestone winding through it.

  "How could these things be here? Could it be that someone still lives in this place?" Furrowing her brow, Ling Luoyu slowly stepped into the peach blossom forest, following the small green stone path forward.

  Perhaps, because he had never seen a peach tree before, Pan Wu followed closely behind Ling Luoyu, but kept looking left and right, occasionally plucking a few peaches to deeply sniff the intoxicating peach blossom fragrance, with a very entranced expression.

  "Be careful! There's movement!" A soft shout, and Ling Luoyu stopped in her tracks, looking ahead.

  Pan Wu also stopped his actions, staring intently at the front, that ferocious look, compared to when he was picking peach blossoms earlier, it's like two completely different people. Pan Wu's performance can be said to be a kind of instinct, and it can also be said to be a kind of fighting talent!

  In the field of vision of the two, a purple-clothed girl appeared, who was holding a small flower basket made of wicker and was picking peach blossoms one by one and putting them into the basket. Her movements were very light and gentle, as if she was afraid that her strength would damage the peach blossoms.

  "No, she's not human, she must be a demon cultivator! Could it be that she's already transformed into a demon?" Although the woman's aura was hidden extremely well and was no different from an ordinary human being, Ling Luoye still felt a hint of demonic energy within the girl's body.

  "Young master, this girl should be a spirit, the spirit of this peach tree. Although she is not a demon beast cultivator, she can also be considered a demon cultivator. It seems that she has just entered the yuan infant stage. The innate talent of this peach tree spirit is not strong, if I want to kill her, at least eight out of ten chances!" Pan Wu's voice transmission reached Ling Luoyu's ears in time.

  Ling Luo Yu was only at the Dan stage, but the girl's cultivation was two major realms higher than Ling Luo Yu. Her true form and actual cultivation could easily deceive Ling Luo Yu, but she couldn't deceive Pan Wu, whose cultivation was no weaker than his.

  "Hmm, how did a demon and a human end up together?" The girl turned her head and also saw Ling Luoye and Pan Wu, with a look of surprise on her face, but it was only for an instant before she returned to normal.

  "Two gentlemen, under the peach blossoms, we rarely have guests at our Wan Taolin, and my elder sister is extremely hospitable. I wonder if Mei'er has the honor of inviting you two to visit our Qianqian Pavilion as a guest?" The young girl's appearance was very pure, her smile was sweet, and her voice was pleasant to listen to. She had already appeared in front of Ling Luo and Yu Wuzi with a slight flash of her figure.

  Although so, in Ling Luoye's feeling, the girl's words seemed very pretentious, as if she didn't have any good intentions towards herself and Pan Wu.

  "Young master, although I've never had any dealings with the Peachwood Spirit clan, I do know that they have a reputation for being lustful and having a bad name in the Beast Domain. This Taohua's actions may not be well-intentioned towards us!" Pan Wuxin's cautious voice echoed in Ling Luoyue's mind.

  "Two gentlemen, don't hesitate any longer, Peach Mui is still inviting strangers to her home for the first time!" Peach Mui covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh, her laughter was extremely charming, but in the instant that Peach Mui lowered her head and covered her mouth, Ling Luo discovered the flash of ferocity in her eyes.

  "Hmph, a tiny wooden spirit in its infancy, let's see what kind of tricks you can come up with!" Ling Luo Yu smiled faintly and nodded nonchalantly.

  Although Pan Wu had just entered the Yuan Infant stage, he was a more powerful race than Tao Mu Jing. The innate advantage was not something that Tao Mu Jing could compare to. Moreover, after this period of cultivation in the forest, the hidden injuries he suffered during his transformation were almost fully recovered. With Ling Luo Yu by his side, the two of them joining forces would be enough to deal with even an ordinary mid-stage Yuan Infant demon cultivator, let alone a mere early-stage Tao Mu Jing.