Chapter 344: People from Xuanhuang

Chapter 344: Chapter 344: People from Xuanhuang

Everyone’s faces turned pale with shock at Yi Xiaoyao’s words.

"What? Great Xia has fallen?"

The Dragon King’s face was filled with disbelief. How could such a massive empire fall just like that?

The others didn’t believe it either. If Great Xia hadn’t actually fallen, wouldn’t returning be a death sentence?

Yi Xiaoyao could see what they were thinking, but he couldn’t be bothered to explain. He simply tossed a Storage Pouch to the Dragon King.

The Dragon King opened the Storage Pouch in confusion. His expression changed instantly—inside were countless Transporting Eagle Eggs. If they all hatched, it would be enough to carry everyone on Exile Island back to Great Xia.

"If you don’t believe me, you might as well roast these Transporting Eagle Eggs and eat them," Yi Xiaoyao said lightly.

The Dragon King and the others quickly replied, "We believe you! I believe you! I don’t want to be stuck on this Exile Island for the rest of my life. I’m willing to take the risk, even if it means death. Besides, you’ve brought so many Transporting Eagle Eggs; you must have come fully prepared. It seems Great Xia really has fallen."

The others all voiced their agreement, bowing to Yi Xiaoyao with immense gratitude.

Only now did they realize that Yi Xiaoyao was the savior of everyone on Exile Island. To think they had been so rude to him before! They were all filled with regret. As for Xiong Bao, he got what he deserved.

Yun Mengling slowly walked out of the tavern and came up behind Yi Xiaoyao, whispering a few words in his ear.

Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes shifted. He turned to the Dragon King and asked, "Do you know of Sunken Spirit Island?"

The Dragon King noticed Yun Mengling’s beauty but didn’t dare to spare her a second glance. He quickly lowered his head and nodded at Yi Xiaoyao.

"Sir, I know of Sunken Spirit Island. In fact, I’ve been there before."

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow. "You’ve been? Then tell me what you know about Sunken Spirit Island."

"Three years ago, when Sunken Spirit Island surfaced, I went to take a look out of curiosity. But..."

At this, the Dragon King looked embarrassed. "But... I was driven away before I could even set foot on the island."

"Driven away?"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned and gestured for him to continue.

The Dragon King said, "When I got there, I met many young people around your age, Sir. They claimed Sunken Spirit Island was their territory."

"So I ended up fighting them, but I never expected them to be so terrifyingly strong. One of them seriously injured me with a single blow!"

"In the end, I barely managed to escape with my life."

The Dragon King shook his head as he spoke, his face pale with lingering fear.

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar.

They had always considered the Dragon King the strongest among them. But now they learned there were many other young people like Yi Xiaoyao who could defeat him?

Even Yi Xiaoyao was rather surprised. A faint smile then curved his lips.

’Great Yu’s Eight Desolates... Interesting indeed.’

For the next few days, the people of Exile Island waited for the Transporting Eagle Eggs to hatch. As for Yi Xiaoyao, no one dared to disturb him anymore.

「Three days later.」

Just as the sky began to brighten, everyone on the island heard a rumble like an earthquake. In the distant sea, a column of water shot into the sky. It continued for several hours before gradually subsiding. Finally, a massive, dark-green island emerged from the surface of the ocean.

"Sunken Spirit Island... It’s appeared!"

Yi Xiaoyao stood on the shore of Exile Island, gazing at the distant green island. "Ling’Er," he said, "let’s go."

Yun Mengling agreed, then patted Little Hei on the head.

Little Hei’s body grew, and it unfurled a pair of giant dragon wings. It lifted Yi Xiaoyao and Yun Mengling onto its shoulders, and with a powerful flap, shot toward Sunken Spirit Island.

The island loomed larger and larger before them. Finally, the two of them and the ape arrived in the sky above Sunken Spirit Island.

Looking down, they saw that Sunken Spirit Island was dozens of times larger than Exile Island. It was covered in a dense, lush forest. The age of the trees was impossible to tell, but each one stood at least a thousand feet tall.

However, the island was sealed off from the outside world by a shimmering green barrier.

Yi Xiaoyao leaped from Little Hei’s shoulder and, while still in mid-air, slashed his sword at the barrier.

The Sword Aura shot forth with terrifying power, but the moment it touched the barrier, it was absorbed without a sound.

"Hmm?"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned.

"Perhaps it’s not time for it to open yet. Let’s wait," Yun Mengling said, coming to his side.

Just then, a spatial fluctuation rippled through the empty air nearby.

One after another, ethereal figures emerged. They were all young people, none older than twenty.

There were ten of them in total, all clad in white robes. Their leader had silver hair and a white pattern on his forehead. He carried himself with a lofty, almost ethereal air.

"I’ll bet our Xuanhuang is the first to arrive this time," the silver-haired young man said with a faint smile.

But a moment later, someone behind him exclaimed in surprise, "Ce Mu, there are people over there!"

Hearing this, Ce Mu turned to look in Yi Xiaoyao’s direction.

He frowned upon seeing Yi Xiaoyao, but his eyes lit up the moment he saw Yun Mengling.

"I am Ce Mu of Xuanhuang. And you two are...?"

Ce Mu addressed the pair, but his gaze was fixed unabashedly on Yun Mengling.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao’s interest was piqued. ’So Xuanhuang is one of the Eight Desolates, just like Heihuang and Lihuang.’

He also noticed Ce Mu’s stare and said coolly, "I am Yi Xiaoyao. And this is my girlfriend."

When Yun Mengling heard Yi Xiaoyao say those two words, "my girlfriend," a faint, shy blush appeared in her lovely eyes. A sweet smile touched her lips. She knew what he was thinking and deliberately took his hand.

Upon hearing this, a flicker of disappointment crossed Ce Mu’s eyes, and his expression turned cold. He had only spoken to them in the first place because he was struck by Yun Mengling’s beauty.

"I see." Ce Mu nodded coldly, inwardly wondering about Yi Xiaoyao’s origins and background.

With that in mind, Ce Mu asked, "Are you two from the Great Yu Dynasty, or from one of the Desolate Domains of the Eight Desolates?"

"We aren’t from Great Yu’s Eight Desolates," Yi Xiaoyao said vaguely, not bothering to explain further.

At these words, Ce Mu sneered at Yi Xiaoyao and turned directly to Yun Mengling. "Miss, would you be interested in joining our Xuanhuang team?"

Yun Mengling gave him an icy look. "There’s no need."

Seeing her attitude, Ce Mu’s expression grew even colder. He snorted. "You don’t know what’s good for you."

The nine people behind Ce Mu immediately understood his intent. They shouted at Yi Xiaoyao, "This Sunken Spirit Island is a trial ground for the people of Great Yu’s Eight Desolates! Outsiders are forbidden! Get lost, kid!"

As they finished speaking, two more stepped forward, their Spiritual Power flaring as they prepared to attack Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression turned cold, but in the next instant, he saw Ce Mu stop the two men.

"Why should we dirty our hands? Once the people from the other Desolate Domains arrive, someone else will take care of them. They’ll come begging us for help soon enough."

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