Chapter 1420: Chapter 1420: Elf Divine Tree

"You..." Yun Mengyao found herself at a loss for words.

Yin Qianqian chuckled lazily and said casually, "What’s wrong with me? Am I wrong? Unless you want to help Qin Yi with his physical needs, do you want him to use his hand?"

Yun Mengyao’s face flushed instantly. Not only her, but Xiao Xi’s face was also red. They were both pure virgins, no match for Yin Qianqian.

"You, you’re shameless." Yun Mengyao turned and ran away.

Yin Qianqian smirked, "Too bad that little brat Qin Yi doesn’t fancy me, otherwise, I wouldn’t mind helping him with his needs. After all, being so handsome, it’s not a bad deal for me either."

Finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Xi mischievously, "You guys might as well give it a try, the feeling is so wonderful, you’ll definitely like it."

"Senior, we’re going back to our room first."

Jing Wuyan looked embarrassed and pulled Xiao Xi away.

Yin Qianqian scoffed, "Desire is human nature, after all, humans are just primates. Since we are animals, what’s there to be embarrassed about breeding and mating? Being too deliberate just makes it seem pretentious."

Later, Hua Nian and Xiao Yezi came over.

They casually ate some fruit, everyone gathered for a chat, Xiao Yezi fell asleep in Qin Yi’s arms, and then everyone scattered to their rooms.

...

In the deep night, the silver moon hung in the sky.

Qin Yi opened his eyes from cultivation, glanced at the sleeping Xiao Yezi, helped her tuck in her quilt, then opened the window and left the room silently, disappearing into the night.

Yun Mengyao’s room had a window slightly ajar. She saw Qin Yi leave and immediately became anxious, "See, I told you this guy is not honest, he’s definitely gone to find that wicked woman."

Jing Wuyan and Xiao Xi looked helpless, as they were forcefully pulled by Yun Mengyao to spy on Qin Yi’s movements.

However, since they got to know Qin Yi, they knew Qin Yi’s heart was only for his wife, never messing around elsewhere, but unexpectedly, he couldn’t resist this time.

"I really don’t understand, with someone as beautiful as Sister Yun by Qin Yi’s side, why would he seek other women?" Xiao Xi looked puzzled.

Yun Mengyao’s face turned red, and she knocked on Xiao Xi’s head, "Stop talking nonsense, don’t let that woman Yin Qianqian lead you astray. I already have a fiancé, and I’m just friends with Qin Yi."

Xiao Xi rubbed her sore head, muttered, "Then why are you having us monitor Brother Qin Yi in the middle of the night? He’s not your man."

"What do you know? I’m good sisters with Qin Yi’s wife. When she left, I promised her that I would keep an eye on Qin Yi, not letting him stray."

Jing Wuyan and Xiao Xi looked at her suspiciously, this reaction didn’t seem like watching over someone else’s husband. It looked more like she was monitoring her own husband.

Yun Mengyao said, "I can’t just sit here, I have to go after him and take a look."

Jing Wuyan hurriedly said, "Forget it. Not to mention Qin Yi’s speed that we can’t catch up, you don’t know where Zi Lan lives either."

Yun Mengyao sighed heavily, "I’ll just wait here and see what he has to say when he comes back."

Jing Wuyan and Xiao Xi exchanged glances, looking helpless. This is clearly being jealous.

...

...

Qin Yi wasn’t heading to Zi Lan’s room but, using his memory, he slipped toward the Elf Holy Spring under the cover of darkness.

Under the moonlight, a small pool of water shimmered with silvery ripples, the air filled with abundant spiritual energy.

Nearby, a huge willow tree that took four or five people to encircle stood by the spring. Strangely, the originally verdant willow tree had branches tinged with blood red, as if they were stained with fresh blood. On the trunk, a vivid green glow intertwined with a blood-red light.

Qin Yi swept his divine thought, confirming no one was present, then boldly walked out, curiously observing the Holy Spring and the Elf Divine Tree.

When he came here that afternoon, he heard a faint breathing sound, and as he left, he vaguely heard cries for help—a very light sound, but Qin Yi was sure he wouldn’t have misheard. This was the reason he came here.

But now, when he listened closely, there was no sound at all.

Suddenly, a rustling sound arose.

The Elf Divine Tree’s branches and leaves began to shake violently, countless willow twigs danced wildly, like a giant tentacled creature.

"Help me, help me... Kill me, kill me..."

Qin Yi’s eyes narrowed, he heard the weak, painful voice again, but the request was bizarre—calling for help while asking to be killed, how strange?

Oddly, when Qin Yi’s divine thought enveloped the surrounding kilometer, he didn’t find anyone nearby.

"Help me, kill me, help me, quickly kill me..."

The strange voice rang once more.

Qin Yi listened intently, suddenly looking toward the Elf Divine Tree; the voice seemed to come from the tree.

Qin Yi flew up, approaching the Elf Divine Tree.

The tree’s branches and leaves danced chaotically, but Qin Yi’s eyes suddenly narrowed. On the gigantic Elf Divine Tree, bodies hung densely, numbering over a hundred. They were all desiccated corpses, as if drained of blood.

Previously, because the lush foliage obscured them, and the bodies hadn’t shown any signs of life for a long time, Qin Yi hadn’t noticed. Only when the leaves shook and revealed gaps did he see them.

Even in the dead of night, seeing a tree full of dried corpses made even Qin Yi’s scalp tingle.

These bodies are dried corpses; who was the one making the voice earlier?

Qin Yi scanned back and forth with his divine thought several times but didn’t find anyone alive. These bodies are dried corpses, and if alive, it would mean a zombie.

Could there be a ghost? Otherwise, it’s hard to explain why there would be a voice among hundreds of dried corpses.

Qin Yi was startled by his own thought.

"Kill me, quickly kill me..."

Qin Yi’s back chilled because he still couldn’t find the source of the voice.

Could it be... suddenly, Qin Yi looked at the Elf Divine Tree, "Are you the one talking?"

However, there was no response.

"Kill me, quickly kill me..."

The voice continued, but Qin Yi couldn’t find its origin. Could he really have encountered a ghost?

But in the next moment, Qin Yi’s eyes lit up, he understood, at once transmitting with his divine thought, "Elf Divine Tree, is it you speaking?"

"It’s me, who are you?" Indeed, there was a reply, a vague female voice, filled with weakness and pain.

"I am a friend of the Elf Clan."

"Kill me, please. Inform the Clan Leader, beware of the Great Elder... Quickly kill me, there’s no time..." The voice from the Elf Divine Tree was weak and urgent.

Qin Yi paused, "What’s wrong with you? Tell me, maybe I can help."

"It’s too late..." The Elf Divine Tree didn’t finish its sentence before suddenly falling silent. But in the next second, several thumb-sized willow branches shot toward Qin Yi like arrows.

Qin Yi’s eyes flashed, he pointed with fingers like a blade, several sharp glows flew from his fingertips, directly slicing the willow branches into pieces.