Chapter 1692 Swords facing each other

She knew what Hua Ling cared about.

Only by exchanging with it can one successfully refine a physical body.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Hua Ling was stunned at first, then looked at the clone with an air of anticipation: "If it were really as easy as you say, I wouldn't have been in this situation for so many years..."

She didn't want to say anything more.

I will cry if I continue.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't."

The arrogant tone of the clone displeased Hua Ling, who sneered, "Fine, I'll agree to your terms for now." She wouldn't lose out either way.

It's done; she can return to the Elven race.

If she loses, she doesn't need to concoct medicine for her.

"However, I must make this clear from the start: if you fail, the method for refining this spiritual medicine body will be mine."

"You're quite greedy," the clone chuckled.

Hua Ling's eyes flickered: "Of course, I will also give you something."

"Whatever." The method for refining the spiritual medicine's physical body is indeed precious. But since she's already asked Hua Ling to refine it, and has shown her the formula, she already has it memorized.

It's no secret.

"Now, can you take me to the Elven realm?" the clone asked, arms crossed.

"...Shouldn't we settle those two outside first?" Hua Ling asked after a moment of silence.

Actually, she was nervous.

Having been away from home for so long, shouldn't I be on some mental alert?

"They're not children anymore, why bother settling them in?" the clone said indifferently. "I'll just let them know."

After saying that, she got up and walked to the door, saying to the two people outside, "You two should find an inn nearby to stay for a few nights. I have something to do and need to leave with this elf."

"The day I return will be the day I refine the spiritual medicine and create a physical body."

Veins bulged on Hua Ling's forehead: "I have a name, my name is Hua Ling."

"You didn't tell me, so that's the only way I can call you." The clone shrugged. "Alright, they've already gone to find an inn. Can you take me to the Elven realm now?"

"...Let me pack my things." Hua Ling made another excuse.

The clone grabbed her wrist and, using a provocative tactic, said, "You're not scared, are you?"

Are you afraid of being unwelcome when you go back? Or are you afraid of something else?

Hua Ling shook her off and said stubbornly, "Who said I'm scared? I'll leave now! Who's afraid of who? I really want to pack my bags."

Clone: ​​"On the way there, don't you have to tell me why you became a traitor to the elves?"

Hua Ling emphasized, "I told you I'm not a traitor!"

"Okay, okay, no, that's not it."

"I... sigh, come with me." Hua Ling led her clone to the backyard, where there was a teleportation array.

It's likely that the other end of the formation is the elven race of the Beast Taming Continent.

The two walked side by side into the teleportation array, and as the array was activated, the spatial passage opened.

Hua Ling went inside: "This is what happened. More than a thousand years ago, a foreign tribe attacked our Elf race. At that time, my cultivation was weak and I was unable to resist. One of the foreigners harbored evil intentions towards me. Instead of killing me immediately, he took me to a deserted place, intending to..."

"But the place that foreign race went to happened to be the hiding place of the weaker forces of the Elven race."

Hua Ling's expression was full of bitterness: "The old, weak, sick and disabled of the Elven race were cruelly murdered... By the time reinforcements arrived, only a few people were left. They insisted that I had led the outsiders there."

Hearing this, the clone looked at her with pity: "Did you explain?"

“I explained, but nobody believed me. Yeah, what a coincidence! Even I didn’t believe it. Let alone others… So, I was naturally branded as a traitor.”

Hua Ling suddenly stopped in her tracks, threw off the clothes on her right shoulder, revealing a red "shame" mark on her shoulder.

This is the unique mark of an elven traitor!

It exudes a unique scent that only elves can detect. Once other elves get close, they will immediately know that Flower Spirit is a traitor!

For Hua Ling, who did nothing and was even a victim herself, this was extremely painful!

"I hate the word 'traitor,' and I don't want anyone to mention it in front of me." Hua Ling calmly finished dressing.

Now she can speak calmly about the past.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper with you."

The clone also felt bad: "I'm the one who should apologize; I unintentionally reopened your wounds."

"Pfft." Hua Ling looked at the clone and suddenly laughed, a bright laugh tinged with a hint of bitterness: "You arrogant little girl, you actually know how to apologize?"

"I don't think I'm as arrogant as you."

“That’s natural, that’s how the elves are,” Hua Ling said proudly.

"Uh..." The clone was speechless.

"And you? What was your past like?" Perhaps because her past experiences were too tragic, Hua Ling sought solace in the beautiful memories of others.

"I...I am a clone."

The clone truthfully replied, "My original body is now severely injured and destroyed, which is why I want you to help me refine a spiritual medicine body."

"You actually..." Hua Ling looked at the clone in shock, but after thinking about it carefully, she understood: "Okay, no wonder you were so eager for me to refine that spiritual medicine body."

"However, your original physical body was destroyed, but this clone of yours is still alive."

She could already imagine just how powerful the original body of the clone must be.

"It's just the destruction of the physical body, not the annihilation of the soul." The clone's tone was exceptionally relaxed.

It seemed like just an ordinary little thing.

Indeed, blowing up one's own body was commonplace for Ruan Yu.

"The Elf Realm of the Beast Taming Continent is just ahead." As they approached, Hua Ling's expression immediately darkened.

"I think I'd better not go." She backed down.

The clone held him by the waist: "Are you afraid to face those clansmen who turned their swords against you?"

"..."

"You'll have to face it eventually."

"Alright." Hua Ling was convinced and handed her clone a teleportation jade disc: "If a fight breaks out later, you'd better run away quickly. I don't want to get involved."

When she was thrown out of the elven realm last time, her people, who had once treated her kindly, looked at her with hatred and insulted her with the most vicious words!

It has always been a pain in her heart!

and so.

A major war is inevitable.

She's been branded a "traitor" for so long, she's had enough of it all and is fed up with it.

Death was no longer frightening to her.

She never intended to return alive!

It's a real shame that she didn't manage to refine the elixir body for her clone. If she had known, she would have refined it first before setting off back.

"Hua Ling, you traitor, how dare you come back!" Outside the spatial passage.

The elven warriors had been waiting for a long time.

The weapons in their hands gleamed with a chilling light under the illumination.