Chapter 211 Variables (2/2)

The little creature darted out with a "whoosh," stood upright, put its two tiny mithril claws to its waist, and spat at the corpse on the ground with a smug look.

[Squeak! You rascal! You deserve it! Daring to scare Lord Rat, this is what happens!]

Ruan Tang was amused by its smug look, and the last bit of tension in her heart dissipated.

She tilted her small, palm-sized face up to look at Yan Yu's cold and distinct profile.

Those bright, almond-shaped eyes shone with an astonishing light, brimming with undisguised adoration and love.

"All done?" Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry.

"Um."

Yan Yu looked down at her, the frost in his eyes instantly melting into a pool of spring water. "A few flies, I've got rid of them."

He released her, walked to the corpse, and channeled his spiritual power.

The three corpses were thrown directly out of the cave and plunged into the bottomless icy abyss, where they were instantly swallowed up by the raging wind and snow.

Inside the ice cave, the original purity and tranquility have been restored.

On the stone platform, the innate spirit stone still exudes a steady pulse that originates from the same source as the earth.

Just as Ruan Tang was about to walk over, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something unusual on the ground out of the corner of her eye.

"Wait, brother!"

She ran over quickly and squatted down on the ice where the leader had just been lying.

Yan Yu immediately followed her gaze.

On the smooth, mirror-like ice surface, there was an extremely faint dark red mark.

The mark was no bigger than a fingernail, shaped like a blooming cherry blossom, but with fine fangs growing along the edges of the petals, giving it an indescribable eeriness.

This is not a physical scratch.

Rather, it was the residual energy afterimage left by a lingering evil force at the moment when that person's magical artifact shattered.

Ruan Tang stared intently at the eerie cherry blossom, her sweet little face instantly turning as cold as ice.

The two adorable dimples on her cheeks seemed to be filled with a chill that had never melted.

"This nauseating smell..."

She murmured softly, her voice filled with a deep-seated disgust.

"It tastes just like the maggots kept at the Edo Shrine for the Sorcerer's Seal."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yu frowned slightly, a cold, thoughtful glint flashing in his deep black eyes.

“They possess spiritual power,” he said in a deep voice, which was particularly clear in the empty ice cave. “Although it is mixed and disordered, as if it was created by evil magic, its fundamental principles… do have similarities to the ancient records that the scriptures gave me.”

Ruan Tang was suddenly stunned.

Her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with moisture, blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like two small fans.

yes!

She was too busy disgusted by that familiar, sinister aura!

The person who just activated the magic weapon definitely used spiritual power!

A bold and absurd idea, like a spark, instantly ignited a wildfire in her heart!

"elder brother……"

She instinctively grabbed Yan Yu's sleeve, tilted her small face up, and her voice trembled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Do you think... besides us, there might be... other cultivators in this world?"

This world is far more interesting than she imagined!

Seeing the almost burning curiosity and excitement in the little girl's eyes, Yan Yu's gentleness disappeared, replaced by a deep wariness.

An unknown cultivator.

This implies unknown variables.

This also means that new and unpredictable dangers may appear around his girl.

Without making a sound, he held her small hand even tighter in his palm. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)