Martial Peak

Inside the palace, after Yang Kai painstakingly explained, An Ling’er finally understood what he was after.

If his guess was right, after escaping from this Mysterious Small World, the place they would appear would be the Demon Land!

The Demon Land was naturally ruled over by the Demon Race, and since ancient times, humans and demons had been enemies. In Tong Xuan Realm, with the exception of the central neutral zone, once members of the two races met, there would inevitably be a battle.

If two humans like Yang Kai and An Ling’er suddenly appeared in the middle of the Demon Land, they would surely encounter the chase down of the Demon Race, and even if they possessed Heaven defying abilities, they wouldn’t be able to safely escape.

However, with Gou Che’s help, it would be a different story.

This guy’s father was Demon General Gou Qiong, a man whose hand could cover the sky in the Demon Land. As long as they could obtain the latter’s shelter, Yang Kai and An Ling’er wouldn’t have to worry about losing their lives at least.

Therefore, Yang Kai was trying his best to earn Gou Che’s gratitude right now.

Hearing this, An Ling’er stared at Yang Kai with a scornful look, “You want to depend on something as flimsy as gratitude? Is your brain filled with flowers?”

Yang Kai snorted back, “I’m just thinking farther ahead than you. Of course, all of this first depends on us being able to leave this place. If we can’t escape from this Mysterious Small World, even if that delinquent Gou Che becomes my sworn brother, it wouldn’t do us any good.”

“Do you think we can leave?” An Ling’er narrowed her eyes and bit her lip anxiously.

“I don’t know, it’ll depend on our efforts from now on,” Yang Kai shook his head helplessly. Right now, he didn’t dare make any guarantees; he could only say he would do his best.

“I wonder what state the Holy Land is in,” An Ling’er sighed faintly.

Saintess Aunt Nan suddenly becoming like that meant that the old Holy Master must have fallen, which meant that the entire Holy Land had probably become a mess.

“I don’t know about your Holy Land, but I fear your three Saintess sisters are more unfortunate than fortunate!”

“Ah…” An Ling’er’s beautiful face paled as she called out in alarm. Thinking about it now, she felt that what Yang Kai said was very possible.

Because they cultivated the same Secret Art, Saintess Aunt Nan could easily find the other Saintesses’ positions. An Ling’er had just barely escaped thanks to Yang Kai and the Void Corridor, but her three sisters would likely not have such luck. There were no Saint Realm masters in the teams escorting the Saintesses so none of them could possibly resist the attack of a Second Order Saint.

In all likelihood, Saintess Aunt Nan had killed one or more of the other three before coming for An Ling’er.

Yang Kai’s words had instantly wiped away all the joy An Ling’er felt from surviving their most recent disaster, causing her mood to sink to its lowest point yet.

“Well, uh, just pretend I didn’t say anything. The situation might not be that bad!” Yang Kai fumbled for his words as he secretly regretted opening his mouth just now; to him, it was just something obvious which didn’t make any difference to him, but to An Ling’er, it was obviously nothing short of a tragedy.

to feel better…” An Ling’er glared at Yang Kai before turning

himself to not be so talkative

and soon after moving Yang Kai and the others into their

it was naturally suitable to the growth of spirit herbs of the same attribute. The Sun

of ten bottles, each with ten Spirit

pills weren’t too high-end, they also weren’t

less than half an hour for Yang Kai to consume, essentially compensating

for his loss, he wanted to use this opportunity to extract as many benefits

many times in the future with his Yang Liquid. How could a trivial ten bottles of

asked the Sun Clan for more pills, causing the eyes of the Sun Clan guards who were monitoring him to nearly

each was enough for any one of them to use for several months, but this Human Race brat had actually spent just three

he was under their constant supervision, they also understood that Yang Kai had not secretly hidden or destroyed these pills. He hadn’t taken a half step outside the palace nor did he have any kind of storage artifact on him, so naturally

brought ten more bottles of pills to Yang Kai, repeatedly emphasizing that he had to use them sparingly. Even for their Sun Clan it wasn’t easy to

secretly sneering, swallowing these pills like beans the moment the

refine Spirit Grade Low-Rank pills at will now, so even just eating

that the level of the Sun Clan’s Alchemists

unusual comforting, the Divine Tree would

Yang

only a few breaths later, someone came and escorted

time, An Ling’er and the others didn’t follow and instead

Clan masters gathered around their leader, all of them waiting anxiously. After seeing Yang Kai arrive, all of their Divine Senses locked onto him, apparently wanting to take this

casual expression,

about them spying on them, because in this world, besides him, no one else could do what he was about

such, he really wasn’t worried about

he arrived, Yang Kai didn’t bother speaking any nonsense and simply leapt up into the Divine Tree’s canopy, found the crack

could contain, which meant that each drop of Yang Liquid, given the current size and toughness

time a drop of Yang Liquid was fed to the Divine

more violent as it tried to

feed the Divine Tree one drop of Yang Liquid after another, gently soothing

and observed but were ultimately unable to understand what was happening, causing each of them to frown. Although they could sense a massive amount of energy suddenly appearing every now and then, it would disappear just

process repeat itself, all of their brows wrinkled

hesitated out of concern that they would annoy Yang Kai,

the Divine Tree’s aura settled

to inspect its condition and quickly discovered that the energy

Yang Kai figured that it wouldn’t be long

that his condition was the same as last time, his face pale and