Having heard what Ye Qingcheng had said, Mochong was overwhelmed with jealousy and regret. Jealous because Wang Xiaoqiang was sharing a flying sword with Ye Qingcheng, which definite meant close physical contact during the flight—damn it, I don't even get to hold Junior Sister Ye's hand on regular days, and now this kid gets all the luck. His regret was because he had just refused Wang Xiaoqiang's offer to share his sword; otherwise, Wang Xiaoqiang wouldn't have had the chance to be close to the beauty while controlling the sword together.

But regret was too late now. At that moment, Ye Qingcheng had already summoned her flying sword. Ye Qingcheng's flying sword was over two feet long. With a tremor of its verdant body, it shone brightly and slowly floated in front of Ye Qingcheng's feet. Ye Qingcheng, moving with her Lotus Steps, stepped onto it and then moved toward the tip, leaving the hilt area for Wang Xiaoqiang. She then waved to Wang Xiaoqiang and smiling, called out, "Daoist Friend Wang, come on up..."

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled joyfully and stepped onto the sword. To be honest, it was his first time standing on a flying sword, and he couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. As soon as he stepped on it, he lost his balance and staggered, almost falling. In the end, it was Ye Qingcheng who grabbed his hand and steadied him. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's tense expression, which wasn't feigned, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Heehee~~why do I feel like it's your first time?"

"Uh, it's been a long time since I've controlled a sword," Wang Xiaoqiang replied, feeling a warm softness at the touch, but sweating profusely from his head.

"Daoist Friend Wang, you're doing this on purpose, right? Wanting to hold hands with Junior Sister Ye doesn't mean you have to make yourself look this awkward… psh~!" Mochong couldn't hide the acidic tone in his voice and his disdain for Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Stand properly, let's go~" Ye Qingcheng seemed not to want to bother with Mochong's chatter. With a wave of her right hand, the flying sword shot up like a rocket.

Good heavens!

Wang Xiaoqiang, who had never even bungee jumped in his life, felt his head spin and his feet feel light as his body swayed, about to fall from the flying sword.

Fortunately, Ye Qingcheng used her other hand to steady him in time, preventing him from falling.

The flying sword ascended and moved above the Heavenly Pit. Looking down at the Heavenly Pit from the sword, it appeared like a dark gaping mouth, resembling a giant beast's maw, which made one's mind uneasy.

To avoid further embarrassment and to prevent Ye Qingcheng from really thinking that he was intentionally teasing her, Wang Xiaoqiang willed it, and released all fifty Spiritual Springs within him, letting all one hundred twenty-eight Spiritual Springs float around him to stabilize his body and be ready for defense at any time. Although Wang Xiaoqiang had never tried this before, Ye Qingcheng's gradually tensed expression indicated that descending to the bottom of the Heavenly Pit was indeed dangerous.

At that time, Ling Qiyan and Mochong also controlled their swords to the space above the Heavenly Pit. Three flying swords, gleaming in the night sky - Ye Qingcheng's was verdant, Mo Wen's was wrapped in a bundle of white light, and Ling Qiyan's sword flickered with purple light.

Disciples from major sects were indeed not ragtag soldiers; they had certain discipline. Once all three had reached above the Heavenly Pit, they descended into the pit simultaneously in perfect unison.

The Heavenly Pit was pitch black, if not for the brilliant light from the flying swords, they couldn't have seen their own hands.

The Heavenly Pit was really deep, and they didn't know exactly how deep; anyway, descending at the speed of 60 kilometers per hour on a motorcycle, it still took them ten minutes and they hadn't yet reached the bottom. The deeper they went, the colder the air became, as if a chilly breeze was blowing.

The three from Taiyi Sect had grave expressions, only Wang Xiaoqiang, ignorant of dangers, still wore a relaxed and comfortable look.

It took about twenty minutes to reach the bottom.

Before even touching down, they heard a roar from a giant beast echoing in the pit, giving them goosebumps.

"Not good, there's a demon beast!" Ling Qiyan shouted as a warning, "Everybody get closer."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng and Mochong immediately flew their swords closer to Ling Qiyan. Clearly, in ordinary times, both regarded Ling Qiyan as their leader.

Sword control was very energy-consuming. Even though there were demon beasts at the bottom of the Heavenly Pit, after such a long flight, the three had no choice but to land at the bottom to rest for a while.

Finally, they reached the pit bottom.

"Everyone, ready your swords!" Ling Qiyan commanded loudly. After landing, the three from Taiyi Sect didn't retract their swords but instead held them out in front. The cold air swirled in from all around, entering their skin and making their flesh creep.

Wang Xiaoqiang retracted the twenty-eight Spiritual Springs into his body and released Fire Element Spiritual Energy to warm himself throughout his body, resisting the chilling air. A hundred Spiritual Springs floated around him, ready to defend against any attack from the demon beasts. However, while these hundred Spiritual Springs were on guard, they also greedily absorbed the dense Spiritual Energy from the bottom of the pit.

"Ah, such rich Spiritual Energy~~" Ye Qingcheng exclaimed delightfully.

"Junior Sister Ye, now's not the time to absorb Spiritual Energy; we need to eliminate the danger first..." Ling Qiyan reminded her gravely.

"Roar~~" A earsplitting roar sounded, accompanied by a rush of foul wind. Soon, a monstrous beast with a tiger's head and a serpent's body appeared within the reach of their sword light.

This monster was thirty meters long, as thick as a barrel, with a tiger head and eyes as big as brass bells, yet radiating a snake-like blood-red light. With its massive mouth open, it stared angrily at the four of them, greed flashing in its eyes.

Although the four were no ordinary people, encountering a Heavenly Pit monster for the first time made them shake in their minds, filled with intense nervousness.

"Everyone, be careful!" Ling Qiyan shouted a warning as three flying swords moved to the front of the group, buzzing fiercely. The monster seemed very wary of the flying swords, circling around as it swam like a snake, obviously trying to avoid the swords and launch an attack on the four.

Even as the monster moved, the three flying swords, following their master's will, constantly blocked its path.

By then, one hundred Spiritual Springs circled around Wang Xiaoqiang, not attacking the monster but desperately absorbing the Spiritual Energy at the bottom of the pit.

"Roar~~" The monster suddenly let out a huge roar, its body snapping like a giant python and darting over the protective barrier of the flying swords, instantly appearing above the four and opening its bloody mouth to bite them.

Ah~~

The four were thrown into disarray. The three from the Taiyi Sect clearly lacked real combat experience, and in this situation, they were thrown into chaos, dodging and desperately summoning their flying swords to defend.

But it was too late to dodge, too slow with their swords.

The monster dived down, aiming a bite at Ye Qingcheng who had the lowest Cultivation Base, appearing as if one bite would swallow her whole.

Ye Qingcheng's face turned deathly pale, her expression filled with terror.

Instinctively, Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen quickly dodged aside, but Wang Xiaoqiang did not move away. Firstly, because he himself lacked cultivation and couldn't dodge as required, and secondly, he couldn't just watch Ye Qingcheng suffer.

At the critical moment, the hundred Spiritual Springs floating around Wang Xiaoqiang resonated with his will, shook uniformly, and turned entirely white. Each emitted a stream of white Geng Metal Aura, shooting a hundred beams of Metal Element Spiritual Energy, thick as arms, into the monstrous mouth.

"Wuuah~~" The monster's diving body abruptly halted, then twisted and retracted, clearly stunned by the hit.

Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen immediately attacked with their flying swords, slicing the monster into three parts.

Wang Xiaoqiang wrapped his arms around the trembling Ye Qingcheng, comforting her, "You're okay."

Although Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't made a move, Ye Qingcheng knew it was him who saved her; otherwise, he would have dodged like his fellow sect members, and if not him, then who else could have saved her?

After killing the monster, Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen immediately turned to check on their junior sister Ye Qingcheng. Seeing her in Wang Xiaoqiang's embrace, Ling Qiyan felt awkward and somewhat ashamed of the earlier incident, while Mo Wen burned with jealousy. His lovely and cute junior sister was in that man's arms, and he couldn't speak up at the moment.

Ye Qingcheng leaned in Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, showing no intention of leaving. Wang Xiaoqiang softly said to her, "Just sit next to me and perform the Breathing Technique, I'll make sure you're safe…"

Ye Qingcheng looked up at Wang Xiaoqiang, and seeing his sincere expression, she developed a deep trust in him, nodded, and sat next to him to breathe and practice the technique.

After attacking the monster, the hundred Spiritual Springs still floated around Wang Xiaoqiang, desperately absorbing Spiritual Energy. The Spiritual Energy at the bottom of the pit was extremely rich, nearly a hundred times denser than the air above. Suddenly, the hundred Spiritual Springs contracted and expanded violently, then a faint cracking sound ensued.

Pupupupupupupupupupupupu...

The hundred Spiritual Springs split in two, evolving into two hundred Spiritual Springs, which continued to hover around Wang Xiaoqiang, displaying a riot of colors and desperately absorbing the pit's Spiritual Energy.

Now, Wang Xiaoqiang had a total of two hundred and twenty-eight Spiritual Springs.

With the monster slain and the danger averted, Ling Qiyan and Mo Wen immediately sat down to breathe and absorb the rich Spiritual Energy from the bottom of the pit. Just then, another roar of a monster resounded, causing the just closed-eyed pair to hurriedly open their eyes again and once again ready their flying swords in defense.

"Roar~~~~"

"Roar~~~~~"

The cries of the monsters differed from the previous one with a tiger's head and snake's body, and seemingly not just from one but from two monsters, which appeared larger than the previous one. Soon, two wolf-shaped monsters, but at least twice the size of a wolf and covered in golden fur, appeared within the range illuminated by the sword light.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingcheng, who had been sitting and practicing the Breathing Technique, also opened her eyes. Despite Wang Xiaoqiang's earlier promise, she was unwilling to let her fellow disciples face the monster alone. Seeing two monsters approaching, she frowned, suggesting that there was an abundance of monsters at the pit's bottom.

Simultaneously with a flicker of her willpower, her Jade Sword rose, protecting her and Wang Xiaoqiang in front, its Sword Light reflecting on her face, making her look even more striking and beautiful.

"Roar~~~~" The two wolf-shaped monsters roared together, then split up, one in front and one behind the humans. These monsters were evidently intelligent, with a clear fear of the flying swords, and it seemed they intended to take advantage of the humans' unpreparedness to launch a surprise attack. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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