Chapter 1270
Fog
Chapter 1270 Fog
Lin Fan was somewhat tempted, but dared not be overconfident.
She was still a beginner in soul magic, and the same went for array formations.
Neither the array itself that seals the spirits nor the numerous spirits themselves are easily shaken by her.
Although she really wanted to go into the ancient world right now to see if there was any news about the Chaos Pearl... without the strength to guarantee it, it was obviously not a good opportunity at the moment.
Moreover, she is not alone.
Everyone heard what she said to Du Xingyu, and their expressions turned rather unpleasant.
But, since we're already here...
“It’s alright, let’s go into the woods and practice our skills at the edge of the mist, not near the lake. Just like last time, there shouldn’t be any problems. Besides, since the people from Lingzhen Pavilion can come and go as they please, they must have some kind of security mechanism in place.” Shen Xiuyuan said, gesturing to everyone, though he himself wasn’t entirely confident.
Last time, he happened to be with Du Xingyu and they encountered a rather embarrassing situation. But they escaped relatively quickly, and left in a flying boat after hardly any time.
Whether the fog changed later, or whether something even more terrifying appeared, nobody knows.
Now that the white mist has appeared, Lin Fan has the environment to practice his skills. Surely he wouldn't retreat without a fight just because of some unfounded speculation?
He guessed that the white fog was just a mechanism to prevent people from getting close to the lake, and that as long as they didn't go to the lake, they should be fine.
We should at least give it a try. If it doesn't work... then we can retreat. Anyway, the airship is readily available.
The white fog thickened and then thinned. Although the lake was still covered in water, visibility had returned to normal. The fog seemed to have all rushed into the forest. Standing at the edge of the forest, one could see the white light gradually deepening into darkness.
Shen Xiuyuan pulled the rope in his hand and walked into the woods, already thinking about which medicines might come in handy and which he should keep on hand.
Unlike Shen Xiuyuan's cautiousness, Mu Jingjing was full of ambition. With a rope tied around her waist and her hands holding the still-unsized purple-gold hammer, she was eager to have a big battle.
Du Xingyu grabbed Shen Xiuyuan's sleeve to slow him down while moving closer to Lin Fan.
He needs to be with Lin Fan to provide close guidance. Although Shen Xiuyuan's cultivation is high, he is helpless against soul techniques, so he needs to protect him.
Yu Sinian held his fan out in front of his chest, glanced at the dazed Jin Tong out of the corner of his eye, reached out and tugged at the rope tied to her wrist, and said indifferently, "Stay close to me."
With no one to look after him, Ling Yichen smirked, gripping the rope with one hand and swinging the Broken Sky Sword out of its sheath with the other.
The blue-purple electric arcs rang out like a pipa, and the white mist retreated in fear, finally putting his mind at ease.
He took a step toward Lin Fan, but Du Xingyu shouted at him to stop.
"Don't come any closer! Spirits are afraid of lightning!" Du Xingyu was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it, so he raised his voice to cover it up, "Senior Brother Ling, either put away your sword or stay away! With you holding that sword like that, what spirit would dare to come closer!"
They came specifically to find spirits. As soon as the Broken Sky Sword was drawn, the surrounding mist dissipated, effectively clearing the area.
It's safe, but it doesn't meet their expectations, so it's a waste of time!
This was the first time Ling Yichen had been rejected since the Broken Sky Sword was reforged. He silently sheathed the sword, feeling somewhat embarrassed and aggrieved, and walked to the back of the group.
As the fog cleared, they readjusted and tied the ropes according to their assigned teams.
Lin Fan, Du Xingyu, and Yu Sinian formed a group and were to go forward to find the spirit.
Mu Jingjing, Yu Sinian, and Jin Tong form a group.
Although Mu Jingjing also wanted to be with Lin Fan and the others, given her special constitution, it was highly likely that if she were with them, they would not encounter any spirits.
Fortunately, Yu Sinian's formation was sufficient to protect himself and, incidentally, Jin Tong. The three of them were relatively safe together. Even if they encountered a spirit, there was a high probability that nothing would go wrong.
As for Ling Yichen, he's in a one-man team, serving as a mobile rescue force for Golden Core cultivators. In Shen Xiuyuan's high-sounding words, he's the one everyone has to rely on.
Ling Yichen knew they found his Broken Sky Sword a nuisance. But without it, he truly had no effective methods against these spirits. He should have learned a couple of spells to counter soul magic… However, he was still proud that the Broken Sky Sword could clear the area. Although forced into a defensive posture, he did have the confidence that he could clean up the mess.
Between groups, referring to the last time, a length of two or three meters was added.
However, people in the same group are only half an arm's length apart, just enough to see each other's backs without bumping into each other. The fear is that if it were any longer, the white mist would separate the group.
Jin Tong, in particular, was caught between Mu Jingjing and Yu Sinian. She held the small sword Ling Yichen had given her in one hand and the talisman Lin Fan had drawn in the other. Although she didn't look nervous, she kept looking left and right.
"Don't worry," Mu Jingjing said, feeling a pang of pity for her. She turned around and patted her shoulder, saying, "With me and Senior Brother Yu here, you'll be fine. Maybe after we go back this time, you'll be able to advance to Qi Refining smoothly. Keep up the good work, little golden boy!"
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Jin Tong nodded woodenly.
Before Mu Jingjing could say anything more, the white mist gathered again.
She turned around and, sure enough, Lin Fan and the others were already engulfed in white mist ahead. Pulling the rope again, it seemed to have grown infinitely longer.
"Alright then." Mu Jingjing didn't say anything more. "Since we've already started, let's see if we can help you gain some experience, Little Golden Boy. Let's go!"
In the instant the white fog thickened, Du Xingyu pulled Shen Xiuyuan and Lin Fan to walk side by side. The three of them were very close, able to see each other out of the corner of their eyes.
"Why do I feel that it's much colder than last time?" Shen Xiuyuan wiped his clothes, which were completely soaked.
"The fog is much thicker." Lin Fan wasn't afraid of the cold, but he could still feel the heavy moisture.
The water droplets in the air are clearly still, but they seem to be moving through the rain.
The water droplets clinging to her eyelashes blurred her vision, and the thought of what might be in the water made her feel even worse.
Du Xingyu wiped his face: "I don't know if it's because we arrived late from the lakeside that the fog spread and got thicker, or if there are some other special changes that caused it."
The special change he was referring to was naturally the possibility of Ao Heng falling into the lake.
Given his personality, Du Xingyu wouldn't believe that if he were trapped in one move, he wouldn't fight back fiercely.
"Could it be that Ao Hen stirred up trouble in the lake, making those spirits below restless and causing them to come up here?" Shen Xiuyuan laughed, wringing out his sleeves to dry them, and then elegantly wiping his face.
The scene of the havoc in Heaven involuntarily appeared in Lin Fan's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.
It was probably punishment for not being serious enough during such a tense time.
Lin Fan had just twitched his lips when he heard a soft whimper. Instantly, the upturned corners of his mouth could no longer curve upwards; they twitched for a moment before flattening back down.
"It's here!" Shen Xiuyuan also heard the noise and looked around for a long time before he noticed a white ball crawling out of the fog on the ground.
As it crawled, limbs and a head grew.
Even though I knew it was a spirit, seeing this scene was still quite eerie.
"Yo!" Du Xingyu whistled. "It's a little cutie!"
Lin Fan was suddenly interrupted from reciting the incantation in his mind, and he glanced at Du Xingyu in disbelief.
How did he find this faceless monster cute?!
"Don't look at me!" Du Xingyu reminded Lin Fan with a smile, "Look at it! See, it seems particularly interested in you, it's rushing towards you!"
Lin Fan quickly focused his mind and gathered his energy. The incantation, which was already well-developed in his mind, quickly left rune marks in mid-air with his hand gestures and pushed it out towards the infant spirit that was crawling rapidly on the ground.