Chapter 613 Feng Qing'er's Letter

Xiao Ling stroked the phoenix pattern on the jade slip with his fingertips, pondered for a long time, and his eyes suddenly focused. He had already made up his mind, and he no longer let his thoughts surge, and his mind instantly became clear.

As his fingertips trembled slightly, a ray of spiritual power as tangible as substance penetrated along the lines of the jade slip. In an instant, the flow of information poured into the sea of ​​consciousness like a tide.

Feng Qing'er mentioned in the jade slip that there have been undercurrents in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan recently, with clan elders fighting openly and covertly for resources and endless trivial matters.

But with the help of the cultivation resources prepared by Xiao Ling, her cultivation level improved again after her retreat and hard training. She was now able to skillfully control her own eighth-level cultivation level, and it was still improving steadily. In the competitions among the younger generation in the clan, she even won several games in a row and her reputation gradually rose.

Apart from these daily trivialities, there was no other key information in the jade slip, so Xiao Ling withdrew his mental power.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ling slightly bent his fingertips, and a ray of clear mental power moved along the patterns on the jade slip like a spirit snake.

Runes lit up one after another on the surface of the jade slip, and he began to weave messages into it, turning his thoughtful words into fine spiritual patterns and engraving them in.

"Qing'er, I see your words as if I'm meeting you:
How are you doing lately?

Several months have passed since you returned to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. When the night is quiet, I often recall the time when we were side by side, and my longing for you grows stronger.

I just read the message on the jade slip and learned that you are now making great progress in your cultivation and achieving great success in the clan. So I don't have to worry about you anymore.

With your talent, you will surely shine in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan in the future, and I am deeply pleased for you.

I am writing this letter with the audacity to ask for something important.

My dear friend has encountered difficulties in his cultivation and urgently needs a high-quality Heavenly Demon Phoenix Core of level 8 or above to resolve the crisis. After searching everywhere without success, I can only place my hope on your information channel in the clan.

I am well aware that this may put you in a difficult position. After all, you are a member of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, and the relationships within the clan are complicated. No matter what, I don't want to put you in danger.

If this matter makes you feel uncomfortable, please don't force yourself and just pretend that I never mentioned it.

I just hope that everything goes well for you in your tribe. If you have any difficulties, please let me know and I will do my best to help you. "

After the last stroke of the handwriting was copied, Xiao Ling opened his eyes again, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and a complicated look surged in his blue pupils.

He checked the contents of the jade slip three times again, and after confirming that the words were correct, a dark blue fighting spirit rose from his palm and wrapped around the jade slip like a chain.

As the fighting spirit continued to be injected, a faint blue light appeared on the surface of the jade slip and a buzzing sound was emitted.

Fine space runes flow and flicker on it, like a galaxy hanging upside down.

Suddenly, a spatial ripple spread out from the surface of the jade slip, and the words just engraved turned into flowing light and disappeared into the void.

When the ripples dissipated, the jade slip returned to its warm and smooth state, lying quietly in Xiao Ling's palm, as if the strange phenomenon just now had never happened.

"I hope Qing'er can help me think of some solutions." Xiao Ling murmured softly, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the space jade slip.

Thinking of Feng Qing'er's situation of being alone in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, his expression became more solemn. Although she was extremely talented, she was ultimately in a clan with undercurrents. If she was not careful, she would fall into an irretrievable situation.

"If something is impossible, we can only think of other ways to solve it. We can't just focus on this one method."

As the thought came to mind, a white light suddenly lit up in Xiao Ling's palm, and the space jade tablet turned into a stream of light and instantly disappeared into the portable space.

He looked at his empty palm, his robes rustling in the night wind, and in his mind he began to deduce other possibilities of obtaining the magic core.

The moonlight grew brighter, and the night sky dyed the entire courtyard like ink.

Qinglin and Xiao Yixian, who had been practicing and communicating intensely in the competition arena, had now stopped their competition.

The fierce competition just now left a lingering scent of fighting spirit in the air.

Of course, this competition was mainly based on the guidance of Qinglin by the Little Medical Immortal.

After all, there is a big gap in cultivation between the two. In the confrontation between them, Xiao Yixian constantly guides Qinglin with her own experience and strength.

After the competition, Qinglin looked a little exhausted and panted slightly. After she had a brief conversation with Xiao Yixian, she dragged her slightly tired body back to her room to rest.

Xiao Yixian caught a glimpse of the light still on in Xiao Ling's room. After a brief pause, she walked towards the light, pushed open the door, and stepped into Xiao Ling's room.

The wooden door closed slightly, and Xiao Yixian quietly stepped into the room. The warm yellow candlelight flickered between the window frames, stretching Xiao Ling's figure.

He was seen leaning against a carved table and chair, his chin slightly raised, his eyes looking deeply into the void, a heavy burden hidden between his furrowed brows, and he seemed completely unaware of someone's arrival.

Upon seeing this, the Little Medical Fairy moved her lotus steps lightly, even deliberately reducing the rustling sound of her skirt brushing against the blue bricks.

She walked around behind Xiao Ling, her fingertips hovering above his shoulders for a moment, as if feeling the tense muscles, and then slowly dropped them to massage them.

"Are you worried about something? Tell me about it." The little medical fairy's fingertips did not stop moving, and her slender fingers gently pressed on Xiao Ling's tense shoulders and neck.
"It would be uncomfortable if you always have to carry everything by yourself." The ethereal voice with a warm breath brushed past his ears, causing Xiao Ling to tremble slightly, and then he pulled himself out of the whirlpool of thoughts.

He tilted his head to look, only to see the Little Medical Fairy with her eyes lowered and focused, her eyelashes casting fine shadows under her eyes, and a hint of concern at the corners of her lips.

The candlelight in the room flickered gently, making her face look extremely soft, and Xiao Ling's mind involuntarily calmed down.

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you." Xiao Ling chuckled helplessly, but there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.

He stretched out his long arms and held the little medical fairy's slender waist in his arms.

The little medical fairy leaned over and sat lightly on his lap, her cheek pressed against his warm chest. The faint scent of medicine lingering in her hair mixed with her unique cool breath, drifting into her nose.

Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the strands of Xiao Ling's hair that fell to his chest, and she murmured softly, "It would be too awkward if you even hid it from me."

The flickering candlelight in the house cast the embracing figures into gentle silhouettes on the wall.

Xiao Ling tightened his arms around Xiao Yixian slightly, his fingertips unconsciously stroking her shoulders. Without any intention of hiding anything, he slowly told her about Zhu Li's visit.

From Zi Yan being blocked from absorbing the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, to having to use an eighth-level or above Heavenly Demon Phoenix Magic Core to resolve the crisis, every detail was handled with unreserved care.

When he got to the point, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice unconsciously lowered: "The only way I can think of now is to get the magic core from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. But there is a strong man like Huang Tian in charge, and there are many masters in the clan..."

The Little Medical Fairy listened quietly with her hands down. Every word Xiao Ling said weighed heavily on her heart.

As one of the parties involved, she was naturally very clear about Zi Yan's condition and the importance of the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit. After Xiao Ling finished speaking, Xiao Yixian sighed lightly, her tone full of worry: "This matter is indeed very risky. To be honest, I really don't want you to try it. The Sky Demon Phoenix Clan is not easy to mess with. Once you provoke them, troubles will probably ensue. I don't want to see your safety threatened."

She paused, then continued, "With our current power in Zhongzhou, if we are willing to spend the money to search everywhere and find a Heavenly Demon Phoenix Demon Core that barely reaches the eighth level, there is some chance."

"But I know that you want to create the best training conditions for Zi Yan so that she can better absorb the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, so naturally you don't want to settle for second best. I understand that I can't stop you from doing this, and there is no reason to stop you."

At this point, Xiao Yixian raised her head, her eyes firm: "However, I hope you must pay attention to safety. If you need me, you must take me with you. My strength now cannot be underestimated. At the critical moment, I will definitely be able to lend you a helping hand. Don't forget, in terms of fighting spirit cultivation alone, I am much stronger than you."

"Of course, I care about my own safety more than anyone else." Xiao Ling's lips curled up into a smile, and his fingertips lightly brushed the tip of Xiao Yixian's nose, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "I have always been cautious in doing things, do you still not trust me on this?"

The smile gradually faded, and he suddenly sighed, gently placing his palm on the hand that the Little Medical Fairy had placed on his shoulder.

The candlelight flickered in the overlapping shadows of the two people, making the worry in his eyes more clear.

"This matter involves too much. I don't want to take risks unless it's absolutely necessary. Nothing is certain until I come up with a foolproof plan."

After that, he tightened his arms around Xiao Yixian and pulled her closer to him. "But if the time comes when I need your help, I will definitely not be polite to you. Just promise me..."

He lowered his head and looked at the Little Doctor Fairy, his voice low and solemn,
"At all times, you must put your own safety first. Your safety is also more important to me than anything else."

After telling Xiao Yixian all his worries, Xiao Ling's tense nerves relaxed a little.

He quietly hugged the person in his arms, feeling the soothing soft warmth. The flickering candlelight in the room cast their shadows on the wall.

After a long while, the Little Medical Immortal raised her head and gently smoothed the wrinkles between Xiao Ling's brows with her fingertips: "Okay, it's getting late, go and rest. If you keep wasting your energy like this, you won't feel very well."

Her voice was soft, with a gentleness that could not be denied.

Xiao Ling lowered his head to meet those concerned green eyes and nodded gently: "Okay, then go and rest first."

He looked out the window at the dark night, and thought of Feng Qing'er who had not responded yet, and thought to himself:
"It's been so long, but I haven't received a reply from Qing'er. I guess she's either in seclusion practicing or busy with clan affairs."

Thinking of this, he no longer waited stubbornly. It was indeed time to put aside all the plans and considerations of today.

After blowing out the candle, the room fell into silence. The two of them lay on the couch, hugging each other. As the night deepened, only the sound of the wind outside the window and their long breathing intertwined in the darkness.

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The morning light pierced through the mist, spreading a light golden veil over the window lattices. Dewdrops fell along the eaves, splashing tiny drops of water on the bluestone slabs. A few crisp bird calls came from afar, awakening the sleeping courtyard.

Xiao Ling was sleeping soundly with his arm as a pillow, when suddenly, the token in his portable space began to vibrate slightly.

The faint fluctuations spread like ripples, instantly pulling him out of his dream.

After confirming that it was Feng Qing'er's reply, Xiao Ling instantly came to his senses.

Looking down, he saw the Little Medical Fairy's slender arms wrapped around his waist, her breathing soft and long, obviously still immersed in a dream.

A hint of tenderness unconsciously appeared at the corners of his lips. His fingertips trembled slightly as he carefully held the jade arm, fearing that he would wake up the person in his arms.

In this way, every movement was slowed down ten times. Xiao Ling held his breath, slowly moved her arm away, and then gently covered her with a thin blanket.

After confirming that Xiao Yixian had not noticed, he slowly sat up and walked out of the bedroom, heading towards the study. His mind was already focused on the portable space, and a hint of anticipation and nervousness flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Ling sat down on the sandalwood chair, a white light flashed at his fingertips, and the space jade slip with a faint blue glow appeared in his palm.

As soon as they made contact, a familiar spiritual fluctuation came like ripples, and between the runes flowing on the surface of the jade slip, there was an additional clear spiritual imprint, which was Feng Qing'er's unique aura.

Xiao Ling no longer hesitated, and his thoughts penetrated into the jade slip like a gossamer. In an instant, a brilliant stream of information, carrying a familiar breath, poured into his consciousness like a tide.

Feng Qing'er's reply turned into a fleeting image, slowly unfolding in Xiao Ling's mind.

"My lord, I see your words as if I were seeing you:
Qing'er has been in seclusion for several days. It was not until she came out to check the jade slip that she was surprised to find the message from the young master. I was unable to respond in time, and I hope you will forgive me. Fortunately, I have gained a lot from this practice, and I am in a very good state now. I hope you will not worry about me.

Knowing that the young master needed help, Qing'er naturally would not refuse.

Although Qing'er is a member of the Sky Demon Phoenix clan, she is more of a young master's person.

Without your help in the past, how could I be where I am today? Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and risks, Qing'er will definitely do her best to live up to your trust.

Qing'er thought over and over again about the high-quality Heavenly Demon Phoenix Core that he was looking for this time, and he thought of a possibility.

In the core area of ​​the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, there is a "Phoenix Tomb", which is the resting place of the deceased in the clan from generation to generation.

Since ancient times, countless members of the tribe have been buried here, including former clan leaders and powerful men. Their burial places are clearly separated from those of ordinary tribesmen.

In order to keep the body intact, the tribe members followed the ancestral rules and never took out the magic core, but buried it with the body.

If you are in urgent need of a high-level magic core, there may be a turning point here.

However, the Phoenix Mausoleum was heavily restricted, and the elders of the clan were guarding it day and night. With Qing'er's current level of cultivation, it would be extremely difficult for her to even get close to the core, let alone take it.

But the young master has a superb control over the power of space, and he may be able to avoid being seen and heard and pass through restrictions.

If you are willing to give it a try, Qing'er is willing to be an insider and can help you sneak into the space where the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan is located, and tell you the detailed layout of the Phoenix Mausoleum and the rules of guarding the tomb.

I only hope I can lend a helping hand to you and resolve your urgent need."

After Xiao Ling read Feng Qing'er's reply, his indifferent expression instantly relaxed and a gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He stroked the remaining spiritual fluctuations on the jade slip, and Feng Qing'er's exquisite face unfolded in his mind like a scroll.

Recalling the scene when he forcibly abducted Feng Qing'er to Xingyun Pavilion, Xiao Ling felt mixed emotions. Who could have expected that this seemingly casual action would lead to such a deep friendship.

Thinking about it now, the trajectory of fate is really unpredictable. It really is fate that plays tricks on us, which makes people sigh.

(End of this chapter)