Chapter 39

On the night that You Wuming fled in a sorry state, Sang Yuanyuan successfully advanced to the Spiritual Realm.

In order to deal with the Wood Poison Palm that Kang Yanji left behind, she risked her life, poured in the determination to perish together with him, and fought with her life on the line.

In a sense, during the entire process, her and Kang Yanji's Spiritual Essence were actually 'connected by heart'.

She touched upon the mystery, and stimulated all the potential in her body.

After destroying the Wood Poison Palm, looking at the barrier between the Hidden Spirit Realm and the Spiritual Realm, it was like child's play.

She used the aftermath of the severe pain in her mind, and in a spurt of energy, she directly passed through the ninth layer of the Hidden Spirit Realm, touched the barrier, and broke through.

In that instant, the feeling was truly like being reborn.

The first change in the cleansing of the muscles and marrow occurred on the physical level, but from the Hidden Spirit Realm to the Spiritual Realm, the change she felt was on the spiritual level.

After entering the Spiritual Realm, the Spiritual Essence in her body was fixed to a lustrous green color, and would no longer change as she advanced.

In her mind, there was an additional green string of light, and when she plucked it, she could resonate with the surrounding Mu Lingyun.

This feeling was very difficult to describe, and if she had to make a comparison, it would be like a 'resonance', or a 'wave'.

With a thought, the surrounding Spiritual Essence gently vibrated, allowing her to control it.

Sang Yuanyuan slowly opened her eyes, and calmed her pounding heart. She used a sword finger, and heavily cut towards a white jade cup on the short table in front of the soft couch.

In her expectations, at the first layer of the Spiritual Realm, she should be able to swing out a foot long Mu Lingyun, and easily cut the cup in front of her in half.

Little did he know that after a burst of strange throbbing, he saw a big, stupid face pop out. Pooh, it was a sunflower. It pushed the white jade cup upside down, and it shook on the short table with a clanging sound.

Sang Yuanyuan froze in place.

Whose family's spiritual essence was like this?

She stared unblinkingly at the ridiculous flower plate in front of her.

It was about the size of her palm, and its yellow flower disc was hanging weakly. It had a dark green stem and two green leaves that were listlessly flipped to the sides. No matter how she looked at it, it seemed to be mocking her incompetence.

She poked it with her finger.

It was actually a physical body!

Sang Yuanyuan was confused.

The big-faced flower completely ignored its master's disdain. It used its roots to grab the overturned white jade cup and turned it upright.

A drop of dense, cyan liquid oozed out from the flower plate, falling into the white jade cup along with a sticky, glowing line behind it.

Although she had done the same thing when she was lying on You Wuming's chest, for some reason, Sang Yuanyuan felt that something was wrong with this position. She couldn't help but think of those annoying kids who drooled and dozed off in class.

The corners of her mouth twitched as she stared at it for about the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.

The white jade cup was filled with a suspicious liquid. The big-faced flower turned into cyan Spiritual Essence and dissipated into the air.

Sang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment before opening the car door.

The sun was already rising in the east. Sang Bujin was happily humming a tune as he drove the car on the snow-covered plains.

"Little Sister!" He smiled, and the golden phoenix at the corner of his eyes looked like it was about to burst out of his body.

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless. When did he touch up his makeup again?!

"Big Brother, where are You Wuming?" she asked.

The corners of Sang Bujin's mouth twitched. He narrowed his beautiful eyes and said unhappily, "Why are you looking for that bad thing!"

She put on an ignorant face and asked in confusion, "When did he offend Big Brother?"

The corners of Sang Bujin's mouth twitched. He stared at his innocent little sister for a moment and said hatefully, "When you were cultivating, he was beside you … doing some very bad things!

In the future, don't ever cultivate together with him again! "

Sang Yuanyuan seriously explained on behalf of You Wuming, "Big Brother, he helped me gather a lot of Spiritual Essence. Cultivating together with him will make half the effort. Look, in just a few days, I've already advanced to the Spiritual Essence Realm!

You Wuming is actually very good. Big Brother, don't be prejudiced against him. "

Sang Bujin was speechless. What do you want me to say?

"But Little Sister, you don't know. He's beside you … beside you …"

He couldn't say it!

Sang Bujin really wanted to roar at the sky.

"Don't worry, Big Brother. He won't disturb me!" Sang Yuanyuan smiled until her eyes turned into crescents.

Sang Bujin let out a long and painful sigh.

Forget it, forget it. Since Little Sister doesn't know, it's better if she doesn't know.

Sang Bujin pointed to the back in resignation. "He went to the back."

Sang Yuanyuan nodded. She jumped off the carriage and walked to the back.

Ah Gu was driving the carriage. When he saw Sang Yuanyuan coming over, he hurriedly braked and invited her up.

The carriage was piled with silk and satin. The Ghost Guards were all silent out of fear. They shrank into the small space outside the wooden screen and stared blankly at the cloth.

When they saw Sang Yuanyuan, everyone stood up together. They all looked as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden and jumped out of the carriage door as if they were fleeing from a disaster.

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless.

She gently pushed open the folding wooden screen.

She saw You Wuming sitting on a pile of silk and satin that was half the height of a person. He had changed his clothes. He had one hand on his knee and the other hand on his forehead.

His eyebrows were knitted together and his face was extremely gloomy.

He slowly raised his eyelids and stared at her.

"What are you doing here?

I'm making arrangements to kill you. You can leave. "He said coldly with a taut face.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't say anything. Instead, she threw a big face flower at him.

You Wuming was caught off guard and was almost smashed to the ground.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened as he looked at the wilted flower in front of his chest.

Just as he stared blankly, he saw Sang Yuanyuan rush over with tears in his eyes. He threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly. He pouted and said, "You Wuming, I'm done for. How can my spiritual energy be like this? Is my life going to be ruined?

You don't want me anymore, do you!

Why are you chasing me away? Are you disgusted with me?!

You despise me and my big face, don't you? "

Between the two of them, the big face flower squeezed its head out with difficulty.

This scene gave You Wuming the illusion that he was holding a beautiful wife and an ugly child in his arms.

He was inexplicably led astray by her. "Who dislikes you? It's not the first time I've seen a big face flower."

"Then why are you so fierce to me!" She wiped her eyes.

You Wuming's mouth twitched. "I'm not."

After being stirred up by her, he unconsciously threw last night's embarrassing incident to the back of his mind.

He released a hand with great interest and pulled the leaves of the big face flower.

"… What is this thing?"

He saw a ball of green dew seep out of the flower's disc. With a 'plop' sound, it landed on his cheek.

You Wuming: "…"

He stared at Sang Yuanyuan, only to see her small face scrunched up. She was weak, pitiful, and helpless.

His black eyes slowly turned. It was rare for him to put himself in her shoes and think about it. He felt that if he made such a strange thing after advancing, he would have nothing left to live for.

How pitiful.

"It's okay." He held back his laughter and said awkwardly, "Little Sang Guo, this is quite good. I don't think there's any big problem. When it fights, it's quite scary."

He racked his brains to comfort her.

Sang Yuanyuan's mouth flattened even more. It looked like she was about to cry.

You Wuming could only clumsily stroke the leaves of the big face flower. With great difficulty, he found a good point for it. "The color is not bad. The green is quite good."

Sang Yuanyuan: QAQ.

He carried her into the pile of silk and kissed her face several times.

He held back his laughter and said fiercely, "Don't be sad.

If anyone dares to laugh at you, I'll kill them. "

"You really don't dislike me?" She raised her big watery eyes.

"En!" He quickly replied.

"Okay." She pecked his lips. "Then I like you as much today as I did yesterday."

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Was she negotiating with him?

He looked down and saw that she was still drooping her eyes and pursing her lips. She looked a little listless.

Looking at the wronged girl in his arms, he suddenly felt that what happened last night might have been a misunderstanding.

How could such a silly little thing do such a thing to him?

It didn't seem like it. Little Sang Guo was clearly a little fool.

Presumably, she really thought that it was some blocked meridian or residual poison?

This guy was really stupid enough!

With this thought, You Wuming couldn't help but narrow his long eyes. His fingers lightly tapped on his knee. The dark clouds in his heart gradually disappeared.

He was in a good mood, so he rubbed his chin against the top of her head.

"Then what should I do in the future?" She raised her small face to look at him. Her pair of eyes were incomparably pure, like a small forest animal.

"What are you afraid of?" You Wuming laughed. "With me here, it won't be your turn to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Sang Yuanyuan looked even more depressed. "I don't want to be a burden."

You Wuming nonchalantly curved his lips and continued to kiss her plump cheeks. His tone was very perfunctory. "I won't do it, I won't do it.

How can Little Sang Guo be a burden. "

"En." She pushed him and squirmed out of his arms. Putting away the sunflower, she said seriously, "Then let's discuss the plan to kill Huangfu Jun."

You Wuming: "?"

She entered the zone in a second. "Yesterday, I heard you and Big Brother talk about making a move in Ice Mist Valley.

If I'm not wrong, that place must be extremely cold and dangerous. At most, it won't be more than two people riding side by side, right? "

You Wuming continued to stare blankly.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly said, "So your plan is to ambush Huangfu Jun on the road and wait for him to pass by. Then you jump out to cut him off and kill him?"

You Wuming nodded his head like a puppet.

"How will we retreat after we're done?" She asked.

You Wuming burst out laughing. Then he lowered his eyes and stared at her. His chest trembled. After a while, he said, "I almost forgot. My Little Sang Guo is very resourceful. He's a powerful military strategist."

He sat up straight and took out a map from beside him with a 'shua' sound. He gestured for her to see.

"On the left is a ten-zhang cliff, and on the right is a hundred-zhang cliff." He said, "This section of the icy mountain path is the only way.

We'll use the sling to catch him off guard. After we're done, we'll slide down the sling to the bottom of the valley and retreat from Ice Mist Valley. "

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment. "The casualties will definitely be disastrous."

"That's right." You Wuming nodded. "The Guides will definitely protect Huangfu Jun from the front and back.

I'll deal with one person, Sang Bujin will hold the other person back. The rest of the guards will be intercepted by the You Ying Squad.

The path is narrow, so we don't have to worry about being surrounded.

If we end the battle quickly, there won't be many casualties here.

The key is when we retreat. "

Sang Yuanyuan stared at him with rapt attention, her gaze gradually drifting away.

You Wuming's serious manner of speaking was straightforward and neat. His every movement was filled with the air of a king, as if he had the entire world in his hands and was devising strategies in a tent.

He used his extremely long finger to point up and down the mountain path. "If we retreat upwards, we'll be shot like a hedgehog. We can only go downwards.

If we go downwards, the other party will definitely cut off the sling. We can only pray for our own good fortune. Every one of us who escapes is one life. "

Sang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I have a plan. It's called exchanging a raccoon for the crown prince. Listen to it and see if it's feasible."

You Wuming raised his eyebrows. "Oh?"

… …

After noon, You Wuming received news that Huangfu Jun was seriously injured and was hurrying on with his journey. He didn't take a carriage but used a palanquin instead.

You Wuming laughed. "The heavens are really helping Little Sang Guo!"

He carried her in his arms and strode towards Sang Yuanyuan's carriage.

She couldn't help but feel a bit angry. "Put me down!

Why are you carrying me? "

He smiled wickedly. "I'm happy."

He even lightly tossed her up.

You Wuming was happy, but Sang Yuanyuan's expression was extremely gloomy.

He handed the reins to his personal guard and entered the carriage. He pulled a small stool and sat across from You Wuming by a short table. His entire body was filled with a fierce aura. He talked about Huangfu Jun's funeral arrangements, but his gaze was enough to kill You Wuming a thousand times over.

As the two men's gazes collided, Sang Yuanyuan explained his plan again.

"We'll use Little Sis's plan!" Sang Yuanyuan slapped the table. "You Wuming, you should go arrange it."

"You go." You Wuming raised his eyebrows lazily. "I'm injured. I can't move."

Sang Yuanyuan was both angry and amused. "Ha, why do I feel like you're too energetic?"

You Wuming knew that he was mocking him for last night's embarrassing incident. He directly threw away his face. "Brother-in-law, why don't you tell me in front of Little Sang Guo how I'm too energetic?"

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless. "… Shameless!"

He angrily made the arrangements.

Only You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan were left in the carriage.

Although she was good at acting, when the atmosphere suddenly fell silent, she couldn't help but recall what happened last night. She couldn't help but feel her face heat up.

"Little Sang Guo." His voice was slightly hoarse. "Today, we'll try to deal with the fire poison."

She quickly nodded her head.

He thought for a moment and added, "You only need to clean up the fire poison."

"Mn."

She knew that the leopard cat swapping the crown prince plan was only the most ideal situation. No one could say for sure what the situation would become when the time came.

If something unexpected happened, they would have to face a fierce battle.

If they really fought, You Wuming would be her trump card. She had to do her best to help him recover from his injuries.

She calmed her emotions and slowly entered a meditative state.

Although the materialized big-faced flowers looked dispirited, they were actually much more useful than before. Sang Yuanyuan willed it, and the three big-faced flowers waved their wilted leaves, beginning to weave thick and dense strips of kelp.

What Sang Yuanyuan didn't expect was that the fire poison would be much easier to deal with than she had imagined.

The fire poison ignited as soon as it came into contact with wood. After burning a few strands of the roots, she found a way to deal with it.

She squeezed the juice from the 'kelp' onto You Wuming's wound. Then, she placed the dried kelp on the leaves of the big-faced flowers to dry for a while. They became brittle and flammable at first glance.

She placed these brittle and flammable pieces of kelp into the fire poison. Immediately, the scarlet fire spirits stuck out their tongues and crawled onto the kelp pieces. She took advantage of the opportunity to pull and fling them, throwing them back into the embrace of nature.

When the caravan passed through the Winter Plains, the fire poison in You Wuming's body had been cleansed until not a single spark was left.

Sang Yuanyuan slowly exhaled a long breath, opening her eyes to look at him.

Now, the accumulated poison in his body had been mostly cured by her. Only the water poison bruise that Huangfu Jun had left on his right collarbone was left.

After the fire poison was removed, the arrow wound that had not healed for a long time had scabbed off in just a few hours, leaving only a circular scar.

His body was actually very strong, and his self-healing ability was amazing.

She was a little weak, lightly panting, leaning into his embrace.

"Only Huangfu Jun's water poison is left." She slightly pursed her lips, "Kiss me, and I'll have the strength to clean it up for you in one go."

You Wuming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at her strangely.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since someone dared to talk to him about conditions.

He faintly felt that she seemed to be testing him, but in his heart, he firmly denied it. Little Sang Guo was so stupid, she just liked him and was purely acting spoiled.

She liked it when he kissed her!

Thinking of this, his heart surged with something that was like fire and water.

He pulled her into his embrace, kissing her seductive red lips. At the same time, he placed his large hands on her body, disrupting her breathing.

"Little Sang Guo … … let's get married … … we'll get married when we get back … …" His voice was completely hoarse.

Her misty gaze met with the dark eyes that were surging with undercurrents.

She knew that it was very difficult for him to endure.

… …

Before entering Ice Mist Valley, Sang Yuanyuan cleansed You Wuming's body of the poison.

Once the poison was removed, he immediately returned to his appearance when they first met.

His entire body was lazy and plump, leaning on the soft couch. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his complexion was like jade.

She didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Although she had advanced to the Spiritual Realm, dealing with Huangfu Jun, Kang Yanji, and the high level bodyguard's poison had already greatly overdrawn her spiritual energy and mental strength.

The moment all the poison was cleansed, it was like a tight string that had snapped, and she immediately fell ill.

She had never been pretentious.

Now that she was surrounded by enemies, with strong enemies eyeing her covetously, she had to face a life and death crisis at any time.

At this time, if You Wuming still had misgivings that she would be too tired and procrastinate and refuse to treat her injuries, then that would be extremely stupid.

So when she fell into his arms, she didn't feel the slightest bit of grievance in her heart, and only smiled at him.

You Wuming hung his habitual fake smile, and no emotions could be seen on his face. Only the corners of his eyes were faintly red.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Little Sang Guo, watch how I kill people."

She gently nodded, but her head was dizzy.

He pressed a large hand heavily on her forehead and eyes, forcing her to close her eyes and rest.

His spiritual energy was like a knife, it couldn't cure illnesses, only injuring people.

… …

The killing trap in Ice Mist Valley was quickly set up.

The Dark Shadow Guards and Sang Bujin's personal guards were all experts, and their efficiency was astonishing.

A day later, the wind and snow covered all traces. The buried cables, the large and small snow walls, the holes dug in the mountain walls, the palanquin that was transported into the walls, and all kinds of traces of work had disappeared in a vast expanse of white.

Sang Yuanyuan was still burning up.

When Sang Bujin was purchasing all kinds of supplies, he bought a large snow beast fur overcoat for her.

Her body burrowed into the white and furry overcoat, and she immediately turned into a short and fat little white bear.

She was slightly better today, and she was also heavily armed, so she couldn't help but want to jump out of the carriage to see this strange scenery.

As soon as he saw her appearance, You Wuming couldn't help but laugh until he couldn't straighten his back.

He was only wearing a thin white robe, and he carried a thick iron blade on his back. Standing in the cold wind and snow, he was both handsome and otherworldly, but also inexplicably out of place.

Cloud Province was an extremely cold place, and Ice Mist Valley was the only way to the three provinces to the east. Strangely enough, once one crossed this mountain, the weather would immediately warm up. In all of Cloud Realm, only Cloud Province had such a cold climate.

But in this place, the ice and snow were like the final radiance of the setting sun, especially savage and devastating.

The entire mountain path was wrapped in a vast expanse of whiteness. Large and small snowflakes flew in the wind, and the mountain path was like an inconspicuous mark on a white canvas.

Sang Yuanyuan had just landed when she slipped.

The snow had even frozen into ice. Just how cold was this?

She was like a ball, and her body was weak. She didn't have the slightest bit of strength to resist as she fell towards the ground.

You Wuming almost choked from laughing.

He didn't help her up. Instead, he moved his body and cushioned her below, making her fall face to face with him.

She angrily waved her arms, trying to climb up, but she was too fat. Her two arms were like balls made out of a snowman's body, and she could only wave them around in vain.

You Wuming was about to go crazy from laughing.

Sang Yuanyuan was angry for a while, but she was infected by him. She couldn't help but laugh as well. As she laughed, she raised her leg to kick him.

After a while, her expression suddenly changed.

You Wuming jumped in fright and hurriedly hugged her. He floated up and stood still. A large hand suddenly pressed against her forehead, and he looked down at her nervously.

"It's too inauspicious to laugh like this before a big battle," Sang Yuanyuan said. "If I'm not wrong, Ah Gu and the others will definitely say something like 'Lord has never laughed like this before. How good would it be if he could be this happy in the future?' Something even more inauspicious."

"Pfft!" You Wuming grabbed her shoulder. "Little Sang Guo, you're wrong!

They'll only say 'Lord is laughing so happily, someone's going to be in big trouble.' "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Alright, I can't figure out the villains' plot.

Little Nine quickly sent back news that Huangfu Jun's group had already stepped into Ice Mist Valley!

You Wuming crushed the jade scroll, and his entire aura changed.

At this moment, everyone was hiding on top of a ten-zhang cliff, looking down at the Eastern Province's entourage.

They crawled on the mountain path, like a group of ants without the slightest bit of resistance.

Sang Yuanyuan clenched her fists tightly, her heart thumping in her chest.

She hoped that everything would go smoothly!

Huangfu Jun sat in the middle of the entourage in his sedan.

Previously, when they were marching, the sedan was surrounded tightly, and there was no chance of assassination.

However, Ice Mist Valley could not accommodate many people walking side by side, and a single sedan took up the entire mountain path. The two escorts could only walk in front of and behind the sedan, and the entourage stretched into a long thin line.

Seeing Huangfu Jun's sedan slowly approaching the side of the mountain, Sang Yuanyuan nervously held her breath, her eyes unblinking.

You Wuming raised his hand, and swung it down heavily!

Everyone exerted their strength, and a wall of snow that had been prepared beforehand on the cliff slowly collapsed. Large and small piles of snow rolled down the mountain path.

"Avalanche!"

The caretaker hurriedly placed the sedan on the mountain path, and the bodyguards took out their weapons, releasing their spiritual energy, and knocked down all the snowballs that came crashing down the cliff.

The flying snow filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

You Wuming lowered his eyebrows, and watched with rapt attention, the corners of his lips unconsciously rising into a sinister smile.

The snow and fog completely blocked their line of sight.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at him somewhat anxiously. Why didn't he make a move?

Wasn't this the best time to do so?

You Wuming seemed to be fixed in the snow, not moving at all.

Seeing that this man-made avalanche was about to end, the mountain path regained a little bit of visibility.

You Wuming finally snapped her long fingers, and the jade scroll shattered between her fingers.

The bodyguards lying in ambush in the cave received the order, and made their move.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, the layer of snow that rolled down the cliff next to them did not attract any attention.

A sedan covered in snow was suddenly pushed out of the cave that had been dug in advance. Accompanied by a layer of falling snow, it swept across the slippery mountain path for a few feet, and silently replaced the sedan that had been placed on the ground. The original sedan was pushed out of the mountain path, and silently fell down the cliff that was hundreds of feet high!

Snow rolled down. Amidst the snow that filled the sky, no one noticed that the plum had been substituted for the peach.

At this moment, the momentum of the 'avalanche' was gradually slowing down. The Eastern Prefecture bodyguards and the guide's attention unconsciously turned upwards, waiting for the avalanche to end. No one paid any attention to the sedan that was' perfectly 'parked in the same place.

You Wuming's ability to grasp the opportunity was truly amazing!

"We did it!"

Everyone was ecstatic, and they exchanged excited gazes.

You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuanyuan, circled to the back of the Eastern Prefecture bodyguards, and lightly slid down the rope hidden in the snow to the bottom of the cliff.

Sang Bujin, A 'Gu, and the others followed closely behind, landing at the bottom of the valley.

Right in front of them, a fine sedan was pushed down the cliff that was hundreds of feet high. It tilted amidst the snow, and the roof fell to the side. The purple robe was exceptionally eye-catching in the white snow.

The Eastern State guards on the mountain path had no idea what had happened. When the 'avalanche' stopped, they lifted the palanquin that had been swapped with a plum tree and headed out of the valley in a zigzag manner.

"Little sister, you're really a genius!" Sang Bujin pulled Sang Yuanyuan's chubby little bear into his arms, and patted her on the chest.

You Wuming sneered in a low voice, then pulled out his saber and strode forward.

The purple robe struggled to get up, and slowly wriggled in the snow with her hands and feet.

"You're unlucky that you didn't fall to your death." You Wuming's voice was bone-chilling.