Baili Yan smiled and said, "You can give it a try." She leaned against the tree trunk with a leisurely posture, not the slightest bit nervous.

The man looked at her uncertainly for a while, then gritted his teeth and said one word, "Okay."

He turned sideways, took away half of the leaves from the tree in a defensive manner, and then walked away without looking back, leaving Baili Yan behind with a confused look on his face.

In fact, she was just trying to scare the other party. She didn't even use the threat, and the other party actually backed off?

Without thinking too much, she took away the other half of the leaves from the tree and left. Before she had gone far, her eyes were in a trance. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was back in the dim underground palace.

Everything I experienced just now was like a dream.

She opened the medicine bag containing the leaves and soul crystals, and found that both items were gone. Instead, there was a golden ball of air as big as a fist, and the faint roar of a tiger could be heard inside.

She remembered what the man said before, that what she took was the leaves of the tree of luck. This air mass was the so-called luck. Did the strange beasts she killed before actually contain the use of air?

From the experience just now, she probably made some inferences. Those small worlds breed the so-called luck, and you can only leave after getting a certain amount of luck. The tree of luck is definitely the only one, and it is among the most popular.

She was able to get half of the valuable ones, which seemed like she was really lucky.

He released the beast soul and continued to follow. During the process, he saw two more doors to the small world, but they disappeared before he could enter. Maybe the luck inside was taken away.

Thinking about the people he met in the previous small world, Baili Yan couldn't help but think to himself that when they left the Lost Land, there wouldn't be many people alive.

This place is really suitable for solving some personal problems. Of course, the premise is that she can meet it. I don't know if she will have such good luck.

After walking for a while, Bailiyan's physical strength finally became too much and she stopped to rest against the wall. Listening to the sound of water dripping from somewhere, she fell asleep in a daze. When she slept, she was only the size of a palm.

The beast soul squatted aside obediently, as if protecting her.

The kitten, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them and looked warily towards the exit of a passage not far away, where the sound of footsteps gradually became clearer.

Soon, a man walked out from inside. The man looked to be in his thirties, with a few bloodstains on his face, and the murderous aura still lingering on his body.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Baili Yan, obviously not expecting that he would meet anyone, and then he turned his attention to the kitten at Baili Yan's hand.

Although the beast soul is really small, which is a bit exaggerated, and its owner's cultivation level is not high, but for some reason it gives people a not-so-good feeling.

The man hesitated for a moment and then found a corner to sit down, seemingly planning to rest here. The position the man found was also tricky. If he wanted to move forward, he would have to pass by him. It would be easy for him to do something.

The kitten tilted its head and stared at the man for a while, meowed twice, turned its head and licked Baili Yan's hand. The man stared with interest.

If you guessed correctly, this should be the white/tiger beast soul. Among the nine disciples who entered the Lost Land, it seems that only the white/tiger tribe has a beast soul similar to this one. It is not ordinary people who can raise a white/tiger into a cat.
Chapter completed!