Chapter 1063 - 172: Isn't That a Dragon?

A dense fog covered the swamp, and a woman about twenty years old, dressed in a blue robe, held the Mountain and River Bottle, a middle-grade Earth-level treasure, with a solemn expression. Around her, several Third Realm wolf demons with blood-red eyes stared at her fiercely, exhaling fouls breaths from their mouths.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a wolf demon launched an attack from the dense fog behind the woman. The wolf demon who thought she hadn't noticed was already on her radar. At the instant the wolf demon attacked, she immediately activated the Mountain and River Bottle. A beam of light flashed, and the attacking wolf demon howled and met its demise.

At the same time, the remaining wolf demons charged forward, all attacking her in unison.

After nearly half an hour of fierce battle, the woman felt exhausted and knelt to the ground, gasping for breath.

The wolf demons encircling her were all slain by her.

If before she appeared like a noble lady, now she looked like a farmer's wife who just finished working in the fields and tussling with a wild man, only to be caught and scolded by her own husband.

Her hair was a mess, and her blue robe was slashed in many places by the wolf demon's sharp claws, but still provided enough coverage. Blood from her wounds stained the robe, and her pale cheeks were covered in wolf demon blood. Despite this, her beauty was still discernible.

Just as she intended to tidy herself up, her expression suddenly changed, her gaze shifting sharply to the mist ahead, and she shouted sternly, "Who is it?"

"Huang Su?"

Under Huang Su's tense gaze, a long figure slowly walked out of the mist. Staring at that disheveled figure, Chen Mo never expected to encounter her here.

"It's you!"

For some reason, although Huang Su wasn't familiar with Chen Mo, seeing him actually brought her a sense of relief.

Even though his strength was not greater than hers, his presence gave Huang Su a feeling of safety.

"Are you alright?"

Chen Mo glanced at Huang Su and could tell from the surroundings that she had just been through a battle with demon beasts.

"I'm not dead."

Huang Su stood up, wincing as her wounds pulled, her brows furrowed, and then said, "Why are you here? Why didn't you follow earlier? I left marks for you..."

As she spoke, Huang Su noticed Chen Mo turned his body away. Huang Su paused, glanced down, and flushed red, realizing her appearance wasn't very dignified.

"Don't come over."

Saying this, she entered the dense mist, hiding behind a tree to clean up.

All Chen Mo could hear were faint rustling sounds.

Soon, Huang Su came out of the dense mist wearing a fresh dress.

Her upper body was covered by a pink lotus-sleeved shirt matched with a gold-embroidered skirt. Her waist was cinched with a white belt, accentuating her graceful figure. The blood stains on her face were wiped clean, and her long hair was simply tied into a ponytail.

While Chen Mo was impressed by her excellent figure, Huang Su's cool voice interrupted his thoughts, "You haven't answered my question... Hmm? You broke through!?"

"I broke through by chance." Chen Mo retracted his gaze and calmly said, "I was worried about holding the team back, so I voluntarily left."

But as he said this, Huang Su unexpectedly became somewhat upset, saying, "Where did you get the courage to leave the team? Your strength is already weak, without our protection, you'll be in danger anytime, you're playing with your life..."

But she paused, realizing her words weren't quite right, and quickly changed her tone, "You saved me after all. I don't want to see you die for nothing."

Chen Mo knew she cared about him and smiled, not minding, saying, "Forget about me. Why aren't you with them, alone here?"

Huang Su's face showed a hint of anger, "We were attacked by the Immortal Pavilion. The young master of the White Jade Tiger Race insists that Feng Xuan stole the Golden-Horned Flame Bull's inner core and spine and demands him to hand it over. But Feng Xuan was with us all along, never encountering any Golden-Horned Flame Bull, so he obviously couldn't have it. So we fought with the people from the Immortal Pavilion, and then everyone dispersed."

Chen Mo: "..."

What? Clearly, I'm the one who took the inner core. Why did the Immortal Pavilion think it was Feng Xuan?

Chen Mo asked, "Why are they so convinced that Feng Xuan took it?"

"They claim Feng Xuan's spiritual power fluctuations resemble the ones observed near the Golden-Horned Flame Bull's wound..." Huang Su briefly explained their encounter with the Immortal Pavilion to Chen Mo, and then said, "I suspect they know we obtained a treasure and are using this as an excuse to plot against us."

"Spiritual power resonance?" Chen Mo mused to himself, wondering how his spiritual power could resemble Feng Xuan's.

"Circulation Sword Array..."

Chen Mo thought through everything, realizing the only similarity could be the Circulation Sword Array.

Huang Su also mentioned Feng Xuan used the Circulation Sword Array before the Immortal Pavilion attacked.

"This incident seems to be getting more complex." Chen Mo felt a headache coming on, worrying that if the truth about him taking the inner core came out, it would be quite the spectacle.

Noticing Chen Mo's reaction, Huang Su assumed he was worried for her, which softened her expression a bit, "It's good you didn't follow. If you were there at the time, you might have been captured by the Immortal Pavilion."

She said this under Feng Ning's protection.

She understood that in such circumstances, Feng Ning definitely wouldn't bother protecting Chen Mo, an outsider.