Feast Bro: What’s going on at Nine Dragons Hall?

Xia Hongyao desperately wanted to brag and prove to these Dragon-level bigshots how incredible Little Linzi was, but such a big secret couldn’t be revealed.

It would bring trouble for Lin Baici.

Prime Minister He: Previously, I didn’t believe God Lin could kill the Gambling God, but after seeing him today, I believe it!

Feast Bro: No way? Even Elder He was convinced?

Prime Minister He: If you get the chance, you should visit God Lin!

Although Xia Hongyao often boasted about Lin Baici in the group chat, Lin Baici used to be small fry, not worth these Dragon-level experts’ attention. After he ascended to Dragon level, they took him more seriously, but not to the extent of having to meet him.

After all, everyone is busy and wouldn’t travel specially just to meet Lin Baici.

Moreover, would they abandon their own Dragon-level dignity like that?

After all, they were Lin Baici’s seniors.

So the group hadn’t actively sought meetings with Lin Baici.

But who would have thought that in just six months, Lin Baici would grow to the point where these people would voluntarily visit him?

Needless to say, although Prime Minister He had a good reputation and never lied, his praise for Lin Baici was quite high.

Xia Hongyao, not wanting to talk about Nine Dragons Hall, stayed silent, quietly watching the screen for over an hour.

Watching the group enthusiastically discussing Lin Baici was even more gratifying than listening to Prime Minister He complimenting herself.

The life stationed in Qinling thus began.

With Prime Minister He overseeing the camp, Xia Hongyao’s work became much easier.

Lin Baici took advantage of this isolation to start reading, thinking, and reflecting.

This past year, his development has been too fast, now...

Lin Baici started to ruminate, recalling every detail from the Dragon Temple Divine Ruins.

Witnessing this, Wang Helin and Tang Jianqiu regarded Lin Baici with even higher esteem, and even Dudek took the initiative to visit him for a coffee.

On the ninth day at the outpost camp, Xia Hongyao finally met the witch Melissa from the Sky God Club.

She was a somewhat plump middle-aged woman, without the dark, terrifying, mysterious aura. At first glance, more like a Gypsy fortune-teller from the streets of Venice.

Upon returning, she went into her tent and stayed there, not appearing again.

On the fifteenth day, a man dressed in kimono, carrying three katana, walked into the camp.

He requested to see San Miyairi.

"What does he want with you?"

Lin Baici recognized this guy, having crossed paths once in Goryeo. He was Dayao’s Sword Saint, Chestnut Medal.

"Who knows?"

San Miyairi shrugged.

This kind of person couldn’t be avoided, and besides, San Miyairi wasn’t someone who feared trouble, so she went out directly.

Moreover, she knew that if there was trouble, Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao would definitely help her.

"What exactly happened on Dragon Palace Island that day?"

Chestnut Medal’s expression was serious.

"I don’t know!"

San Miyairi’s tone was cold.

"Baka!"

Chestnut Medal shouted, "You think I’d believe such deceptive nonsense?"

"Go ask the Monk Leader!"

San Miyairi chuckled. "You’re so loyal to Dayao; she definitely wouldn’t deceive you!"

"Baka!"

Chestnut Medal was angered and wanted to draw his sword. He came to San Miyairi only because he couldn’t get answers from the Monk Leader.

"You’re close friends with Suzuka Momoka; if there are any secrets, she’d definitely tell you!"

Chestnut Medal’s gaze darted to Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao, standing not far from San Miyairi. Had the opponents not been so numerous, he would’ve already tried to force San Miyairi to yield.

"When I rushed there, Momoka was already dead!"

San Miyairi stared at Chestnut Medal. "Tachibana Chihitomi was present at the time. Do you think a small fry like me could accomplish anything?"

"..."

Chestnut Medal fell silent.

Indeed,

San Miyairi was very capable, but in front of Tachibana Chihitomi, she was nothing, especially since Xia Hongmian went along too.

But besides finding San Miyairi, Chestnut Medal had no other avenues to gather intel from that day.

"I have nothing to say; the Monk Leader knows everything. Why don’t you ask her?"

San Miyairi turned and left.

Lin Baici picked up a leaf and played with it in his hands. If this Sword Saint knew he had consumed the Dragon Ball formed by the Dragon Girl, would he come after him at full force?

Chestnut Medal didn’t continue questioning but didn’t leave either, staying at the camp, lost in thought!

Being a Dragon-level expert, combined with the Qin Palace Divine Ruins being open to the public, Xia Hongyao was not in a position to drive him away.

Time flowed quickly.

Lin Baici was having a great time, while Xia Hongyao and Gu Qingqiu grew more and more worried.

Not because life in Qinling was harsh, but seeing the renowned Qin Palace Divine Ruins so close yet unable to explore it was incredibly frustrating.

"Qingqiu, do you want to disappear for a bit?"

Xia Hongyao held a teacup, standing by the window, gazing into the night and the invisible dark mist.

"???"

Gu Qingqiu rolled her eyes. "I do want to, but might Lin Schoolmate hate me afterward!"

"So I think the disappearing act should be yours!"

Gu Qingqiu, deep down a little crazy, had naturally considered reasonable plans to enter the Qin Palace Divine Ruins.

"What if Little Linzi breaks off ties with me?"

Xia Hongyao sighed.

She knew Lin Baici would definitely rescue her if she went into Qin Palace, but the issue is after the rescue...

No longer friends?

Disappearing like this is incredibly tricky.

Throwing someone randomly into the dark mist wouldn’t warrant everyone causing a huge fuss.

"The schoolmate may tolerate you, but not me!"

Gu Qingqiu explained.

"Why do you say that?"

Xia Hongyao was surprised.

Gu Qingqiu thought, because you’re silly.

Even if Lin Baici got mad, he wouldn’t deal with a silly person. He’d just feel helpless.

"If only the ruins could just come over and envelop us!"

Xia Hongyao sighed. "Should I maybe perform a ritual and pray to Bodhisattva?"

"Stop messing around and go to bed early!"

Gu Qingqiu was preparing to return to her room. "If you really can’t sleep, call the schoolmate to keep you company!"

"But Little Fish and Ying Zhen would definitely hate me then!"

Xia Hongyao sighed. "Forget it, I’ll go hunting and get some game to taste!"

High Ponytail was about to leave when she suddenly froze.

"Qingqiu..."

"What’s the matter?"

Gu Qingqiu was alarmed. High Ponytail usually called her Little Qiu Qiu, so using her name meant something had happened.

Gu Qingqiu had high intelligence, and the next moment, immediately rushed to the window to look outside.

"I seem to see the dark mist?"

Xia Hongyao gazed intensely outside.

"It’s not seeming, it really is!"

Gu Qingqiu frowned deeply, "Quick, sound the alarm and notify everyone to evacuate!"

"Oh! Oh!"

Xia Hongyao turned and ran, but the piercing alarm was already echoing through the outpost.

The sentinel on duty had discovered the dark mist spreading.

Despite Xia Hongyao and Gu Qingqiu wanting to enter Qin Palace, as soon as the dark mist spread, they quickly arranged for everyone to evacuate.

Because they understood the gravity.

If swept into the ruins, the entire camp would be obliterated.

"Hongyao!"

Gu Qingqiu followed behind Xia Hongyao, emerging to the chaotic camp, witnessing a tsunami-like dark mist rushing in under the night sky. She grabbed High Ponytail, "Too fast!"

"There’s no time to evacuate!"

"Let’s find the schoolmate!"

The entire camp had plans to handle various sudden crises, and, concerning life, everyone practiced once every ten days.

So when Gu Qingqiu saw the speed of the spreading mist, she knew it was futile.

There was no escaping; the urgent task was to quickly unite with Lin Baici, ensuring that when they entered the ruins, they stayed together.

Otherwise, fighting alone would lead to quicker death.

"Hongyao, Qiu!"

San Miyairi appeared.

"Let’s find the schoolmate!"

Gu Qingqiu urged, pulling Xia Hongyao to run.

The camp started to bustle with noise, people like panicked ants. Though everyone strictly followed plans, time was too tight.

When Lin Baici dashed out from the three-story barracks with Jin Ying and Hua Yue Yu, they saw the dark mist surging towards them. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Boom!

It engulfed everything!