Chapter 792 A Too Crude Trap
Five days later.
Ye Xuanyue looked at the dark Black Qi gradually rising around her, and her expression became serious. This was the third trap that she and Leng Moran had come across.
She had been following the direction previously indicated by Purple Emperor, moving forward along the path. The deeper they went, the more perilous it felt. Starting from this path, it truly felt like they had entered a real dark forest.
At this moment, Ye Xuanyue and Leng Moran were walking through the jungle. A faint purple flash appeared in Ye Xuanyue’s eyes as she looked at a pale purple flower beside her.
That flower was very strange. It looked shockingly huge, and within its receptacle, there were actually many pale bones. This flower was definitely no ordinary plant.
The girl’s gaze held caution. This forest was truly not simple. Since she and Leng Moran had stepped into it, she had lost count of how many skeletons she had seen. It showed just how terrifying this jungle was.
Ye Xuanyue raised her head, her eyes now carrying a hint of wariness. Everything around was silent. Then she heard Leng Moran beside her speak,
"Did you hear something?"
Little White raised its head, looking very alert.
It lowered its head, sniffed lightly twice, and then spoke,
"It's the smell of blood."
That smell was almost pungent...mixed with a damp, wet odor that made one feel sick. Little White’s expression did not look good.
Ye Xuanyue glanced at her Spirit Beast. It was frowning, its expression reluctant, but it still told her what it had sensed.
"It's the scent of human blood."
"A human probably had some bad luck here."
Although this place was very dangerous, Leng Moran and Ye Xuanyue had not seen any people since entering the jungle.
Ye Xuanyue looked at Little White. Little White understood her meaning instantly, sighed faintly, and then said softly,
"Let me guide you, Master."
If it was human blood... her Master would at least feel inclined to take a look.
The person lying under the tree seemed to be a girl. Even from far away, Ye Xuanyue could see clearly.
The girl was young, and indeed human. Her clothes were tattered, and through the holes in her garments, her snow-white skin was visible.
She lay there, giving off the feeling of someone on the brink of death. There was a large wound between her waist and stomach, likely caused by some Spirit Beast. Blood kept seeping out, staining the soil beneath her.
She looked pitiful. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips bitten pale, yet her features were delicate. She probably wasn’t ugly.
Ye Xuanyue’s gaze fixed on the girl for a few moments. Suddenly, the girl moved and let out a pained groan. Her expression looked agonized.
Ye Xuanyue watched quietly. Leng Moran looked at the girl beside him, knowing Ye Xuanyue’s nature well. Sure enough, Ye Xuanyue gently took a few steps forward and was instantly beside the girl. She leaned in close, her voice low and clear.
"How are you?"
The girl opposite, clutching her wound, suddenly coughed out a large mouthful of blood. Her face grew paler than paper.
Ye Xuanyue still had the little fox perched on her shoulder. The girl opposite had her eyes tightly closed, blood spilling from the corner of her lips. She looked as though she would not survive.
Ye Xuanyue frowned slightly. She lowered her head, leaning close to the gravely injured girl. In her hand, she held an Elixir, and she spoke softly,
"I have a healing Elixir here. Take it."
As she said this, Ye Xuanyue gently tried to place the pill into the girl’s mouth. But the moment her fingers neared the girl’s pale lips, a sudden change occurred.
The girl’s eyes opened. And in them, there was no trace of weakness or death. Instead, they were sharp and fierce.
She stared fixedly at Ye Xuanyue, then swiftly rolled over. Immediately, she pulled a weapon from her waist and thrust it straight toward Ye Xuanyue’s heart.
The distance between them was already extremely close. This thrust, if it landed, would have been devastating.
Yet there was no look of shock in Ye Xuanyue’s eyes. She calmly glanced at the girl’s lips. Just now, her pill had already touched them.
In the next second, Little White, perched on Ye Xuanyue’s shoulder, leaped fiercely forward.
The person opposite did not even manage to touch Ye Xuanyue before Little White swiped a harsh claw at her.
This time, she let out a very real scream. A cold smile appeared on Ye Xuanyue’s lips.
Then she raised her head, her longsword unsheathed in her hand. Without hesitation, she slashed across the girl’s waist.
In an instant, blood sprayed out.
Ye Xuanyue’s voice sounded icy and clear,
"If there are any other ambushers, you can come out now too."
With these words, a figure suddenly jumped down from the treetops nearby.
Ye Xuanyue raised her head, her eyes still holding the same calm honesty. This person, she did not need to deal with.
Leng Moran gave a glance, and then a surge of Spiritual Power shot through the air, almost causing the person who had just jumped down to cough up blood.
That man staggered, finding it hard to stand steady. He raised his head, looking at Leng Moran and Ye Xuanyue with embarrassment and anger. Inside, he was both shocked and furious.
Oh no, this time it seemed they had run into tough opponents. What should they do now?
Ye Xuanyue looked at the girl before her. She was indeed somewhat pretty, with lively features. But Ye Xuanyue smiled and said softly,
"Why bother doing such sneaky, underhanded things, harming others’ lives?"
These two people before her were only around the Early-stage Martial King level. In ordinary people’s eyes, they would be considered formidable...top-notch among the younger generation masters.
But in the eyes of Leng Moran and Ye Xuanyue... dealing with them was no trouble at all.
Five minutes later, the two people, shocked and angry, were tied together. If they made even a slight move, Little White would mercilessly leave a bloody scratch on them.
Ye Xuanyue smiled and then asked,
"Who are you? Why were you hiding here to harm people?"
She had actually seen through the girl’s flaws from the very beginning, but had kept quiet, using the situation to her advantage.
Ye Xuanyue looked at the girl, then leaned closer. Her stunningly beautiful face, seen up close, could even make one feel a faint sense of dizziness. The girl’s face held a trace of hatred, and she refused to speak.
But Ye Xuanyue stared at her lips and said softly,
"Don’t you feel something isn’t quite right?"