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Chapter 118: A Must for Fighting

Chapter 118 Essential for fighting (third update)

A small flying boat floated in her hand.

Yao Ranran stared at the intricate green lotuses engraved on both ends of the flying boat, and placed the teleportation staff held in her other hand on the flying boat's console.

Jingle bell! Jingle bell!

The green lotuses hanging at both ends of the flying boat swayed together and collided with the boat's body, making a clear and reassuring sound.

"I want to go to Donghuang Lingshan Mountain." Yao Ranran's lips moved and she spoke softly in a lowered voice.

Jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding!

The staff on the flying boat seemed to understand what she meant, the light flashed, the green lotus bumped around, and Yao Ranran suddenly felt that the surrounding scenery had become a phantom.

In a few breaths, she saw the starry night outside.

"Is this the Donghuang Lingshan Mountain?"

Yao Ranran has not fully recovered from the dizziness, and looks around in confusion.

It wasn't until she saw a flash of light on the opposite peak that she was sure that she had really returned to Jiuling Mountain.

"The flying boat plus the teleportation staff are really powerful!"

Yao Ranran excitedly called back the flying boat, the teleportation staff flew into her hand, and the mysterious formations converged in an instant.

"Look how many spiritual stones were spent on this teleportation..."

"All 60,000 spiritual stones are gone! Then how should I go back?"

Yao Ranran hugged Feizhou tightly with heartache. She didn't expect this thing to cost so much!

The summit of Lone Star Peak.

Lu Ziqian was wearing a simple blue shirt with a few inconspicuous patches. He used his thin body to push open the wooden door.

The wooden door creaked, and the wind and snow outside took the opportunity to pour crazily inside.

Suddenly a black light flashed through, quickly spreading into an invisible shield, blocking all the wind and snow.

Lu Ziqian retracted his fingers and closed the wooden door elegantly.

He looked at the sky and sighed: "Winter is coming so soon. Fairy Ran Ran has been away for several months. I don't know when she will come back..."

He walked forward against the wind and snow, his waist straight, a faint black mist lingering around his body, and listening to the violent wind in his ears, he seemed to feel nothing.

"Why did the wind suddenly blow so hard that all my spiritual stones were blown away!"

Yao Ranran felt heartbroken as she watched her spiritual energy being sucked away, leaving only a pile of white-gray spiritual stones blown away by the wind.

"How could it become like this!"

The tips of Lu Ziqian's white ears twitched, and the legs he stepped out hung stiffly in the air.

"Oh, I have to find a way to earn spiritual stones again!"

The familiar female voice once again reached his ears clearly along with the sound of wind.

Lu Ziqian suddenly turned his head in disbelief and ran wildly, standing on the cliff that seemed to have been polished, looking at the petite figure opposite in shock.

"It's Ran Ran...Fairy Ran Ran!"

"No matter, let's have a good night's rest first. Xiangyin and the others should be able to see the note he left by tomorrow."

"I originally wanted to give it a try, but I didn't know I couldn't go back!"

Yao Ranran muttered and put away the flying boat and staff, looked at the sudden appearance of a figure on the opposite side, and sighed:

"It's so cold, and he's still wearing a thin summer shirt. Could it be that he still remembers what he said, that he has never gone down the mountain to buy winter clothes..."

"Fairy Ran Ran, Fairy Ran Ran is back!" Lu Ziqian rubbed his eyes, wiped his tears with his thin sleeves, and laughed foolishly.

"It's great that Fairy Ran Ran is back. Fortunately, I have lived up to her expectations and successfully entered the path!"

Yao Ranran looked at the faint black mist surrounding the figure opposite and wondered: "Is it too dark, or is Lu Ziqian's clothes dyed black? Why does it feel like there is a layer of something covering him?"

"Fairy Ran Ran! Fairy Ran Ran! This disciple has successfully entered the path!" Lu Ziqian excitedly waved to Yao Ranran and shouted.

Unexpectedly, Yao Ranran shouted at the same time, covering his voice, "Go back and rest quickly. I will go down the mountain to buy you winter clothes tomorrow!"

Lu Ziqian's excited expression turned into emotion. Did Fairy Ran Ran come back specially to prepare winter clothes for herself?

"Disciple, I understand!" Lu Ziqian's moved voice trembled slightly, and his cheeks turned red with excitement.

Yao Ranran nodded with satisfaction.

What did Lu Ziqian say just now?



The night is as dark as ink.

Lu Ziqian couldn't restrain his emotions, waved his hand to a brush dipped in ink, and wrote down what happened tonight on the paper.

His fingertips glowed with extreme blackness. After writing, he threw the paper from the crack of the door. Without fear of the wind, snow and frost, the rice paper with the words on it flew to the foot of the mountain and lay quietly in the snow, but

Will not get soaked by snow cover.

After doing all this, he lay on the bed peacefully and closed his eyes to fall asleep.



The next morning.

When Yao Ranran thought that she had lost 60,000 spirit stones and was now penniless, she quickly came to her senses.

"We must quickly refine a batch of magic weapons to earn more spiritual stones!"

"Now that I have been able to refine tenth-level magic weapons, I expect it will not be difficult to earn spiritual stones at this time. After all, a war is about to begin in the Eastern Wasteland, and magic weapons are indispensable treasures!"

Yao Ranran thought about the situation in Donghuang, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

Which family goes out in a fight without equipping weapons?

Maybe now is the time for her to become rich!

Yao Ranran fantasized in the room for a while, adjusted her clothes and went out.

She did not choose to pass Lone Star Peak. Thinking that Lu Ziqian did not go down the mountain to buy new clothes because of her words, she felt guilty and did not want to pass by his door.

It didn't take long for her to go down the mountain and go straight to Bishui Village.

Sect Master Zhou has the Baibao Pavilion at his disposal, which is very convenient whether buying materials or selling magic weapons.

Yao Ranran plans to find him.

As soon as I stepped into the seemingly peaceful and tranquil Bishui Village, the sound of a cheerful crowd suddenly erupted.

"Welcome Fairy Ran Ran back to Lingshan Mountain!"

Yao Ranran looked at the villagers who jumped out from various hidden corners to welcome her, and said in surprise: "How did you know that I was back?"

Jiang Shengxiang grabbed a handful of his beard and walked out from the crowd of happy villagers, "It's Mr. Lu who has given us the news!"

"Fairy Ran Ran, grandma misses you so much!" Grandma Zhang ran over with a crutch. Yao Ranran saw her and ran towards her.

"Grandma Zhang, it's still so early, why don't you get some more sleep?"

Yao Ranran was moved when she saw that their heavy coats were covered with a layer of white snow.

I must have been waiting here for a long time...

"Why don't you sleep? I can't sleep when I think of Fairy Ran Ran coming back!" Grandma Zhang looked at her appearance carefully as if she were looking at a treasure.

Yao Ranran felt their enthusiasm and couldn't bear everyone to continue blowing the wind and snow here, "Grandma Zhang, let's go in and talk first!"



"The fairy is gone?" Nie Rong turned over the note several times with a surprised look on his face, still unable to believe that Yao Ranran had disappeared out of thin air.

"Ms. Tang, Doctor Zhou, did my master say anything to you yesterday?"

Nie Rong impatiently knocked on their door.

The third update is here~

(End of chapter)


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