Chapter 883

Throwing Away the Failure Ring

Commander Ruan carried the heavily injured and ragged figure in his arms. He walked in front of the delicate lady and Leng Ying and inquired, "Young Miss, Miss Leng Ying!

Where should we place this person? "

"This person seems to be heavily injured. He will definitely not be able to endure the fatigue of riding a horse. Place him in my carriage!" The delicate lady softly said.

When these words were spoken, Leng Ying and Commander Ruan's expressions changed slightly. Leng Ying hurriedly stopped her, "Lingyu!

You have already done us a great favor by saving this person. How can you allow him to enter your carriage?

If news of this spreads, your reputation will be tarnished. "

"Furthermore, this person's origin is unknown. If he wakes up and does something to you, wouldn't that be terrible?"

"Miss Leng Ying is right. This person's background is unknown and we don't know if he is a good or bad person. If he were to attack you after he wakes up, it would be really bad." Commander Ruan also agreed.

The delicate lady shook her head and said, "Don't worry!

Sister Leng Ying is so powerful. Why would she be afraid of me being in danger?

Furthermore, this person seems to be heavily injured. After he wakes up, he will definitely not be able to use any strength. He is not a threat to me. "

"But …"

Leng Ying wanted to say something but was stopped by the delicate lady. She said, "I have already decided on this matter. You don't need to persuade me. Just place this person in the carriage."

Commander Ruan and Leng Ying could not disobey the delicate lady when they saw her determination. They nodded and Commander Ruan carried the person and placed him in the carriage.

The delicate lady and Leng Ying followed him into the carriage. After everything was arranged, Commander Ruan once again mounted the horse. He kicked the horse's stomach and continued to rush forward on the winding path.

In the carriage, the delicate lady and Leng Ying quietly stared at the figure lying in front of them. Only then did they notice that this person was not very old. He was about twenty years old. Although his clothes were ragged and his hair was disheveled, his angular face was quite pleasant to look at.

"Sister Leng Ying, why do you think this person fell in this desolate wilderness?" The delicate lady's beautiful eyes quietly stared at the youth in front of her and softly asked.

Although the unconscious young man in front of him looked quite young, there was always a trace of gloominess lingering between his eyebrows, as if he had experienced extremely deep suffering. Such an expression rarely appeared on a young man in his twenties.

The weak woman knew that the unconscious young man in front of her had definitely experienced hardships that she did not know about. Therefore, she was filled with curiosity towards this young man.

Leng Ying's beautiful eyes fell on the young man, especially his sloppy appearance. Her eyes were filled with disgust, and she coldly replied, "I'm afraid he was also chased by someone to end up like this!

However, I don't think this person is a good person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chased to such a sorry state. "

The delicate-looking woman shook her head and did not reply. She could feel Leng Ying's disgust towards the young man in front of her. Therefore, she did not say anything and only quietly stared at the sloppy young man.

Leng Ying glanced around and saw the black Spirit Ring on Zhuowen's right hand. A trace of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes.

She naturally knew about the Spirit Ring. It was a type of storage ring with an extremely large space. Generally, only Heavenly Venerables could refine a Spirit Ring.

Therefore, those who could wear a Spirit Ring were either Fourth Venerables or young geniuses who had Heavenly Venerables as their elders.

Although their Ruan Clan was quite powerful, only their Patriarch and her father possessed a Spirit Ring. As for her, she only had a high-grade Qiankun Bag. Leng Ying had coveted that Spirit Ring for a long time.

However, the young man in front of her had an extremely weak aura. He was probably only at the Ultimate Emperor Realm. Leng Ying could not help but narrow her beautiful eyes and imagine that he actually had such a precious Spirit Ring.

"I'm afraid this young man is being chased because of this Spirit Ring. He's so weak and in such a sorry state. He's definitely not a disciple of a large clan."

Leng Ying's beautiful eyes flickered. With a single glance, she was certain that the young man in front of her did not own this Spirit Ring. It was very likely that he had stolen it. In that case, it made sense that he was being chased.

Thinking of this, a trace of greed flashed across Leng Ying's beautiful eyes. She stretched out her right hand, intending to take the Spirit Ring from the young man's hand.

"Sister Leng Ying, what are you doing?" The delicate woman saw Leng Ying's actions and could not help but frown.

Leng Ying's jade-like hand stiffened. She quickly took the Spirit Ring from the young man's hand and put it on her own hand. She then turned to look at the delicate woman and said, "Lingyu!

This is a Spirit Ring. We saved this young man, so we can't help him for nothing. Consider this as a reward for saving him. "

"Spirit Ring?"

When the delicate girl heard this, her pretty face froze. Soon after, she revealed a shocked expression. She had naturally heard of the Spirit Ring. Although her family was not big, it was not small either. Her father was the current head of the family, and he had a Spirit Ring in his hand.

However, Spirit Rings were precious items that only experts and monstrous geniuses could possess. This seemingly ordinary young man in front of her actually had such a Spirit Ring.

"Sister Leng Ying!

Since this person has a Spirit Ring, it means that his identity is not simple. If you take his Spirit Ring like this, it will be difficult to deal with him later. "The delicate woman frowned slightly.

However, Leng Ying shook her head and glanced indifferently at the unconscious young man. She said, "Lingyu!

Don't worry. Since this person is in such a sorry state, and his aura is only at the Ultimate Emperor Realm, he is definitely not a disciple of a large clan. I suspect that he stole the Spirit Ring. That's why he's in such a sorry state. "

When she heard this, the delicate woman's frown deepened. She was well aware of Leng Ying's desire for a Spirit Ring. As the number one genius of her clan's younger generation, Leng Ying had wanted a Spirit Ring for a long time.

However, the value of a Spirit Ring was too high. In her clan, only the Patriarch and Leng Ying's father possessed one. If she were to buy it from a Heavenly Venerate, the price would be too high. It was not worth it. Therefore, Leng Ying had never been able to obtain the Spirit Ring she wanted.

Now that a Spirit Ring had suddenly appeared in front of her, how could she not be moved?

Just as the delicate woman was about to say something, Leng Ying interrupted her and said, "Lingyu!

Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. "

Seeing Leng Ying's firm attitude, the delicate woman could only sigh inwardly. Leng Ying was not her subordinate, so she had no right to order Leng Ying around. Therefore, the delicate woman could only watch as Leng Ying put the Spirit Ring on her finger.

… …

After slowly waking up, Zhuowen felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he discovered that he was in an extremely elegant private room. Furthermore, he could clearly feel that the private room he was in was constantly rolling forward. It was very obvious that this private room was within the carriage.

Zhuowen remembered that he had walked out of the spatial turbulence with great difficulty. Unfortunately, he had landed in the middle of a cliff. After that, he had rolled down the cliff and slammed into a tree trunk. After that, he had fainted.

Now that he had woken up, the unfamiliar environment in front of him caused Zhuowen to be filled with confusion. He struggled to prop himself up. Only then did Zhuowen notice that there were actually two people in the carriage. Moreover, both of them were women.

One of the women had a warm smile on her beautiful face, but her face was sickly pale. Her entire body exuded a delicate beauty. The other woman's face was cold, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a trace of arrogance. She was extremely cold.

"You're awake?" The delicate woman smiled and said.

As for Leng Ying, she coldly glanced at Zhuowen and did not say a word. It was as if Zhuowen owed her money.

Zhuowen did not mind Leng Ying's cold attitude. He looked at the delicate woman and said with a smile, "Did something happen when I was unconscious?

Did you save me? "

"Yes!

Originally, we were passing by this forest by accident. We just happened to see you lying in front of the road, so we saved you! "The delicate woman admitted generously.

Hearing this, Zhuowen cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for saving my life. May I know your name?"

"Hehe!

My name is Ruan Lingyu. You can call me Lingyu!

This is Sister Leng Ying. She is the number one expert in the younger generation of the Ruan Clan. "The delicate woman pointed at the cold woman beside her and introduced her.

"My name is Zhuowen. I am a cultivator who likes to travel!"

Nodding his head, Zhuo Wen casually greeted Leng Ying. Soon after, he began to converse with Ruan Lingyu. This Leng Ying did not have a pleasant expression on her face the moment he woke up. Zhuo Wen could ignore her, but he could not ask for a snub.

Furthermore, Zhuo Wen also discovered that his cultivation had dropped to the level of an Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivator. He instantly felt extremely helpless.

He knew that the reason for this was mainly because he had used up too much energy when he had turned into a demon. This caused his cultivation to drop again and again. If Zhuo Xiaotian had not extracted the Blood Demon's energy from his body in time, Zhuowen's fate would have been unimaginable. At that time, his cultivation might have been crippled and he might not even be able to keep his life.

Although his cultivation had dropped drastically, Zhuowen was still at the Initial Stage of the Supreme-Being Realm. If he had enough energy, he could definitely cultivate back to the Initial Stage of the Supreme-Being Realm in a short period of time.

"There are still the Nascent Souls of the five Heavenly Sovereigns in the Spirit Ring. If I absorb the energy of the Nascent Souls of these Heavenly Sovereigns, my cultivation will quickly recover."

Zhuowen muttered in his heart. He was not discouraged by the drop in his cultivation. He gently tapped his right hand and suddenly discovered something. He hurriedly looked at his right ring finger.

He saw that there was no sign of a Spirit Ring on his ring finger. In an instant, Zhuowen's face darkened.

He raised his head slightly and quickly noticed that there was a Spirit Ring on Leng Ying's right finger. This Spirit Ring was exactly the same as his. Without a doubt, Leng Ying had stolen his Spirit Ring.