Chapter 9: Blowing Up a Luo Huan Ball (1)

“Hehe... I have heard that Long Ying of the Long family is a useless trash with no spiritual power. Are you truly Long Ying?”

“I am Long Ying, that is absolutely true! But as for whether I am trash, we will know once we conduct an assessment!”

A wild and unrestrained smile played upon Long Ying's thin lips, and her deep eyes were dark and eerie. Xuanyuan Wudao could not see through that gaze, which only made him more enchanted.

The sky was a cerulean blue; in the distance, cypress trees stood relaxed and green, while nearby, flowers and birds flourished.

Although the place Xuanyuan Wudao had brought Long Ying to was not far, it felt like a world unto itself. In this picturesque place, it seemed that even a single breath of air could make one feel refreshed and invigorated.

However, Long Ying did not see anything that could be used to assess spiritual power...

“Master, Master, it’s so beautiful here! Did this Xuanyuan Wudao bring Master here on purpose to enjoy the scenery!” Ali leaped excitedly on Long Ying's shoulder. “Xuanyuan Wudao is so handsome; it’s great for Master to be with him!”

Fortunately, this voice was something only Long Ying could hear!

Long Ying's lips twitched slightly as she reached up and snatched Ali from her neck. Like a nine-sectioned Kirin whip, she hung the creature upside down at her waist. Only then did Ali shut up.

“Where is this?” Long Ying asked.

“This is the Dan Sect—the place where the three great alchemy families of the Xingyu Kingdom come every year to offer sacrifices and pay their respects.” Xuanyuan Wudao gave Long Ying a mysterious, playful wink and explained leisurely.

Upon hearing this, a voice immediately rang in Long Ying's mind: she had been here before! If she remembered correctly, the original owner of this body had been assessed as trash in this very place called the Dan Sect.

“Why do I not see any assessment tools here?” Long Ying frowned in confusion.

Xuanyuan Wudao curled his thin lips into a smile and said, “Assessing here is the most accurate method under the heavens! However, one needs a specific method to open this place.”

As he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Wudao reached out his hand. In an instant, as if performing magic, he began to pull apart a hidden world concealed within the scenery from beneath his long, fair fingers.

*Rrip...* The sound of space tearing echoed.

Before Long Ying's eyes, an ancient and majestic stone gate actually appeared. Four sky-propping pillars stood in a row, each several times thicker than a person's waist. Behind this stone gate lay a thousand steps, stretching far away as if leading to the celestial realm. Even halfway up, clouds and mist swirled, exuding an aura of immortality.

“The summit is where the Dan Sect is located. Within the ancestral temple lies the world's greatest treasure for assessing spiritual power—the Luo Huan Orb,” Xuanyuan Wudao explained with a slight smile on his lips.

Before she could even respond, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he wrapped an arm around Long Ying's waist. He took flight with her, their robes fluttering as they soared toward the end of the thousand steps.

Long Ying, who had originally intended to be angry, was instantly intoxicated once she felt the clouds brushing against her cheeks and the cool breeze weaving through her hair.

Beside her was the unidentified Xuanyuan Wudao; as they moved, she could catch the faint, masculine scent of musk emanating from him. For some reason, it seemed even more addictive than the beautiful scenery before her...

A moment later, while Long Ying was still lost in thought, Xuanyuan Wudao set her down on the ground.

“Master! Master, we're here, we're here! Let Ali down... my brain is getting engorged with blood! Waaaah...” Ali, hanging from Long Ying's waist, immediately began to squirm. Her noisy shouting snapped Long Ying back to her senses.