Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 846 - 482: Parting Ways (2)

"Before, even in several life-and-death situations, it never appeared. If it weren't for the Demon Clan's two members snatching the Demon Trapping Cage, taking away its best Blood Food, I doubt it would care about me at all..."

Whoosh!

Accompanied by Ao Qing's piercing howl, its massive body descended once again!

Still as majestic as ever, still as burly as ever, no one knew what was happening, but in the gaze of everyone, Ao Qing directly raised its furry paw.

Bang——

A swipe sent Jiang Feng flying.

"Hiss~ Hiss~ Roar~"

Its pink nose exhaled warm air, the angry little expression made people's legs go weak. Jiang Feng, dazed from the smack, hadn't regained his balance before being spat on by Ao Qing. Although he couldn't understand what Ao Qing was saying, its body language and expressions, combined with the urgent roars, suggested it was very upset.

"Mr. Jiang, this is..."

At first, everyone was a bit scared, but seeing Jiang Feng get up from the ground unscathed relieved them, indicating Ao Qing hadn't used full force. Jiang Feng's face showed some awkwardness as he climbed up, wiping his face, unsure of how to respond.

"It says, it's you who didn't know your limits, acting clever, choosing to dig underground instead of walking on the surface. It spent over two days searching for you on the surface without any sight of you."

"Had it not been for the Dragon Fish causing enough commotion, it probably wouldn't have encountered you. If it hadn't sensed that aura and arrived in time, you might have been killed by those two from the Demon Clan."

"Hmm... and it also called you shameless, distorting black and white, truth and lies, warning if it happens again, it will bite you to death."

Spoke with a smile.

The speaker was none other than Qingluan.

Everyone looked at Qingluan in astonishment, even Ao Qing hadn't expected someone to understand the sounds of Demon Beasts, but it nodded cooperatively, its big eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"Cough, apologies for worrying Sister Ao Qing, my fault, my fault, I thought you truly didn't plan to care for me..."

Murmured softly, yet he still cupped his hands.

"Thank you, Sister."

"Thank you, Sister."

The other cultivators also paid their respects, acknowledging her superior strength and status as a Sword Immortal's carriage, not to mention the recent rescue, feeling immensely grateful.

Meanwhile, Lan Xuan'er stepped forward, despite Jiang Feng's somewhat bedraggled appearance, he didn't seem injured. In contrast, the disciples from Divine Thunder Valley were mostly wounded, including Lei Chuyu, who had suffered some injuries; she hadn't fully recovered, her arms faintly ached.

"Today, I must thank all the gentlemen and ladies for your assistance."

Bowing slightly in gratitude.

"Had it not been for your help, our group would have faced dire straits. But now that this matter is resolved, Lan Xuan'er must lead the disciples further into the depths of the Old Capital, as tasked by my master, to continue our training and seek opportunities."

"If we keep troubling you, it's really quite inappropriate."

"Today's assistance, Lan Xuan'er will remember deeply, there will be repayment in the future... How about I make a decision, gifting Ying Ling to the gentleman as a handmaid to repay today's great favor?"

The tone suddenly changed.

The rapid shift nearly ran over its own head, Cen Yueyue almost bit through her silver teeth, Ying Ling reached out, grabbing Lan Xuaner's hand as she walked away. Her expression hardly looked calm, explaining as she walked.

"Don't listen to this sister of mine, she speaks without seriousness."

"For today's great favor, Ying Ling will surely remember, and repay in the future."

A fleeting blush graced her cheeks, as her teasing sister rallied; the other disciples joined in, thanking before leaving amidst laughter.

"Mr. Jiang?"

It was Lei Chuyu.

With a smile on her face, now that the three-way cooperation was complete, the Demon Beast had been subdued, those trapped were freed, and everyone had obtained the Yin Soul Flesh they desired. Everyone held their needs.

Now that things are clear, naturally it's time to part ways. On one hand, Lei Chuyu's group's high realm may not have the ability to delve deeper. The Divine Thunder Valley disciples are arguably the ones who've endured the hardest in recent times, continuously battling Kui Ying and the Hou Clan Leader, their injuries piled upon injuries.

Later further clashing with the Demon Clan, these brothers suffered one heavier than the other, yet persisted without showing it. Even Lei Chuyu felt near her limits, supported only by her esteemed origins and sect's substantial resources. She relied on Elixirs and Immortal Herbs to sustain herself until now.

She's like a taut string, which, if relaxed or snapped, would result in her being bedridden for months, needing time to recover completely.

Secondly, too many people complicate matters.

It's not a derogatory statement; cultivators gather here seeking opportunities. Whether scattered Immortal Herbs, relics, opportunities left by predecessors from the Cultivation World, Cultivation Techniques, Daoist Skills, mental methods, or Magic Treasure Divine Weapons, all are paths to realm advancement.

If they don't split up, the outcome would be clear.

None would get enough, none would receive what they're owed, especially opportunities that are singular. Like the Dragon Fish taken by Lei Chuyu—once taken, someone must suffer, can't expect someone to yield future opportunities to you.

The probability of another chance is slim.

With this in mind, Lan Xuan'er opted to lead her disciples separately. They naturally knew Jiang Feng's group was powerful and would reduce much danger if followed, but that would be putting the cart before the horse.

If they continued depending on others, what's the point of the training?

"Mr. Jiang, we brothers of five are probably unable to continue deeper into the Old Capital."

"Initially, several fierce battles already caused considerable injuries."

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Now that things are clear, naturally it's time to part ways. On one hand, Lei Chuyu's group's high realm may not have the ability to delve deeper. The Divine Thunder Valley disciples are arguably the ones who've endured the hardest in recent times, continuously battling Kui Ying and the Hou Clan Leader, their injuries piled upon injuries.

Later further clashing with the Demon Clan, these brothers suffered one heavier than the other, yet persisted without showing it. Even Lei Chuyu felt near her limits, supported only by her esteemed origins and sect's substantial resources. She relied on Elixirs and Immortal Herbs to sustain herself until now.

She's like a taut string, which, if relaxed or snapped, would result in her being bedridden for months, needing time to recover completely.

Secondly, too many people complicate matters.

It's not a derogatory statement; cultivators gather here seeking opportunities. Whether scattered Immortal Herbs, relics, opportunities left by predecessors from the Cultivation World, Cultivation Techniques, Daoist Skills, mental methods, or Magic Treasure Divine Weapons, all are paths to realm advancement.

If they don't split up, the outcome would be clear.

None would get enough, none would receive what they're owed, especially opportunities that are singular. Like the Dragon Fish taken by Lei Chuyu—once taken, someone must suffer, can't expect someone to yield future opportunities to you.

The probability of another chance is slim.

With this in mind, Lan Xuan'er opted to lead her disciples separately. They naturally knew Jiang Feng's group was powerful and would reduce much danger if followed, but that would be putting the cart before the horse.

If they continued depending on others, what's the point of the training?

"Mr. Jiang, we brothers of five are probably unable to continue deeper into the Old Capital."

"Initially, several fierce battles already caused considerable injuries."