Translator: Silavin [Oh? That old man got her some Spirit Pearls. Seeing it as an opportunity, she is now rushing to compete with An Chengtian and the others for treasure.] Qin Yichen chuckled inwardly. It made sense. Everyone knew Bian Lingzhu’s identity. Even if someone entered the Underground Palace, they would be wary of Bian Lingzhu’s status, and few would dare to act against her.
Translator: Silavin “Miss Bian, if you’re not going in, I’ll head in first.” Feeling Bian Lingzhu’s somewhat strange gaze, Qin Yichen frowned and said. As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yichen headed towards that black passage, and that monster, that looked like a Dog but was not a Dog, also wagged its tail and followed after him.
Translator: Silavin Hearing Qin Yichen’s words, Zhong Zizhen and An Chengtian both coldly snorted. Still, they had no points to argue against what was said.
Translator: Silavin The newcomer was dressed in green, with a sword larger than a palm on his back. He exuded an impressive and memorable aura.
Translator: Silavin Qin Yichen obviously would not feel at ease letting such a monster follow him. However, he was not absolutely confident in dealing with this monster right now.
Translator: Silavin Sure enough, as Qin Yichen darted forward, the surrounding Death Spirits seemed to sense someone coming to seek death. Immediately, several Death Spirits with black hair, carrying a nauseating foul wind, pounced towards Qin Yichen.
Translator: Silavin Qin Yichen’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened. His gaze turned towards the source of the commotion. He saw a graceful woman in a black dress slowly walking to the front of the city wall. This woman looked extremely young, with skin as white as snow. Her soft black hair was tied back with a simple yellow ribbon, giving her a unique charm.
Translator: Silavin Hotter than flames, sharper than swords. Any single one of these characteristics was extremely powerful, let alone when two were combined.
