Chapter 385: Three hundred eighty-four, Refusal Chapter 385: Three hundred eighty-four, Refusal “They’re gone? How did they suddenly disappear?” The two trackers scanned the area with their Divine Sense but still saw no sign of Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen—they had vanished as if into thin air.
“Looking for us?” Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen emerged from behind the trackers.
The two trackers quickly turned around to assess Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. When had they gotten behind them? How had they not noticed anything at all?
“If you’re not going to speak, we’ll be leaving,” Song Yan Ning said mockingly as she looked at the two men in front of her.
“Hand over your spots, or we won’t be polite,” one of the trackers threatened, recalling the purpose of their visit.
“We’re so scared!” Song Yan Ning mockingly patted her chest in feigned panic.
“Brother, no need to waste words with them. Let’s just take action; there are others behind us,” another cultivator in a blue robe said coldly. They were Nascent Soul Cultivators—surely they couldn’t be defeated by two seemingly weak ants?
“Mhm.” The white-robed cultivator nodded slightly and with a burst of movement, he launched an attack towards Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. They needed to resolve the fight quickly. They weren’t the only ones after Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. Their relative strength had kept the trailing pursuers at bay for now, but there was always the risk of a sneak attack.
Qin Yushen stood his ground, watching the two cultivators charge at them with an icy gaze. With a wave of his hand, the two attackers were sent flying, vomiting blood in midair before crashing heavily to the ground. His cultivation was at the Peak of Nascent Soul Late Stage; only one more step and he would ascend to Divine Separation. To him, two Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivators were beneath his notice.
“You… you’re a Divine Separation Stage cultivator…” The cultivators in white and blue robes stared at Qin Yushen, their eyes filled with fear. If they had known he was so powerful, they wouldn’t have dared to challenge them even if they had ten times the courage.
Qin Yushen didn’t answer; he just looked down at them with contempt, his body exuding an arrogance that sent shivers down their spines.
“We admit our mistake, please let us go. Whatever you ask of us, we’ll do,” the two cultivators begged, their voices trembling. All they wanted now was to stay alive.
Song Yan Ning glanced over at the Storage Bags on their waists, “Hand over your Storage Bags.” She had already poisoned them; they had but two hours left to live.
The two cultivators hesitated. The items in their Storage Bags were the result of hundreds of years of hard work. Handing them over would be no different than being sentenced to death.
“If you won’t hand them over, then die,” Qin Yushen declared as he unleashed two balls of flame. He knew Xiao Ning had poisoned them, but he preferred to annihilate them outright—they had shown a killing intent the moment they had seen him and Xiao Ning. For those who sought their lives, letting them live a minute longer was a waste.
“Ah!” Two pitiful screams echoed.
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen watched expressionlessly as flames engulfed the two men, witnessing them rapidly disintegrate into ashes.
Qin Yushen collected the Storage Bags of the two men and handed them to Song Yan Ning, “Keep these safe, darling.”
Song Yan Ning gave Qin Yushen a coquettish glare and tucked away the Storage Bags. There was no need for pleasantries between her and Qin Yushen.
“Let’s go,” Qin Yushen said with a smile as he took Song Yan Ning’s hand and walked deeper into the forest.
No sooner had Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen left than several cultivators arrived at the spot where the white and blue-robed cultivators had been vanquished. Seeing the ashes on the ground, they shivered, thankful they had arrived later; their fate would have been the same otherwise.
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen left Litan Town, changed their attire, and headed towards the direction of the Spiritual Realm.
Yuan Yixiu looked at the chattering group and stood up, heading towards the entrance to the Spiritual Realm. These people looked down on him, and he had no desire to engage in much conversation with them either.
Yuan Yu’er glanced at Yuan Yixiu dismissively as he walked away. She had already sent people to his courtyard and even to the Chaotic Stone Beach where he trained, but she still couldn’t find Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. Where could they possibly be?
She didn’t care much about Song Yan Ning, but Qin Yushen’s departure truly made her feel a loss. No man had ever caught her eye before, but Qin Yushen was the first.
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen arrived at the plaza outside the Spiritual Realm. There was still a day left before the opening of the Spiritual Realm, but the plaza was already so crowded there wasn’t even a place to sit.
The two of them made their way towards the entrance of the Spiritual Realm. Since there was no space anyway, it was better to stay closer to the entrance.
“Would the two of you be willing to team up with us?” several cultivators caught up to Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning.
Upon hearing the speakers’ voices, Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen knew they were the same people from the adjacent private booth at the Yuexi Auction House. It seemed they had been recognized. However, how had they been spotted? Although their neighbor from the auction house had never seen them and their appearance was now different, somehow he had perceived their identity.
“We prefer not to team up with others,” Qin Yushen replied indifferently. Whether or not they had been recognized, he didn’t like the idea of outsiders disturbing him and Xiao Ning. Just being with Xiao Ning was enough for him.
“The Spiritual Realm is dangerous, full of Demon Beasts. If we team up, our chances of success are much greater,” Wei Lingfeng persuaded. He had recognized Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen by their unique aura.
That day at the auction house, he had scanned them with his Divine Sense and memorized their aura. He was sensitive to these energy signatures, and once he had seen a person’s face, he could remember their aura. No matter how they changed, it was useless.
“Thank you for your kind offer, but the two of us will suffice,” Song Yan Ning said, not knowing the other party’s motives for approaching, but regardless of their intentions, she had no desire to team up with them.
“Let it be, Brother Wei. They don’t want to team up with us, and frankly, I don’t want to team up with them either. Let’s go,” a curvy female member of the group said disdainfully.
“But…” Wei Lingfeng was hesitant. He could see that Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen genuinely did not want to team up, yet he truly wished to get to know them. If only he hadn’t left the auction early after it ended, he would have sought them out.
“Forget it, Brother Wei. A forced partnership is never sweet. Let’s move on,” another cultivator also spoke up, urging him to leave.
Wei Lingfeng sighed helplessly and took out a Communication Token, handing it to Qin Yushen, “This is my Communication Token. If you face any danger, you can contact me.”