Chapter 92: The Golden Elixir Goes Everywhere

"I have a dirty mouth? Come closer and take a look, it's definitely clean!"

Qin Jun pointed to his own mouth and chuckled. The white-clothed woman blushed and retorted, "Arrogant brat!"

At this point, Ye Xuan couldn't bear it any longer and spoke coldly, "If you can't stand us, we'll leave. There's no need to humiliate us like this."

Qin Jun was speechless. They had kindly offered to accompany them, yet they were mocking Qin Yun. Now they were acting as if they were the ones being bullied. Is there no justice left in the world?

"Your Highness, please don't be angry. These young heroes have no ill intentions. By common sense, immortals are indeed just a legend," said Fa Hai from the horseback, causing Qin Jun to narrow his eyes involuntarily.

Upon Fa Hai's intervention, Qin Jun naturally wouldn't trouble them anymore. Ye Xuan and his companions were just a bit presumptuous and hadn't really offended him.

"Let's continue on, but don't waste any more time."

Qin Jun said this and then retreated into the carriage, leaving Ye Xuan and his companions exchanging glances.

The white-clothed woman gritted her teeth, "This person is despicable!"

"He's very strong," the red-clothed woman said coldly, surprising the others.

Zong Yan widened his eyes in disbelief, "He looks very young."

Qin Jun's appearance was somewhat youthful, probably around sixteen or seventeen years old. It was surprising that someone of his age could be considered strong by the red-clothed woman.

Ye Xuan frowned in silence, his thoughts unclear.

Jia Xun approached with a smile, "That's just the temperament of our Prince. Don't mind him."

Qin Yun added, "Yes, no matter who he faces, my brother is always like this. Sharp-tongued but kind-hearted."

As he said this, he himself didn't believe it. Qin Jun not only had a sharp tongue but also a ruthless heart, killing without blinking an eye.

"Does he also intend to participate in the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Tournament?" the white-clothed woman asked in confusion. Zong Yan's eyes lit up at the thought of showing Qin Jun a thing or two at the tournament, but with Cangjun Lang present, he dared not speak his mind.

Qin Yun nodded, "That's right. Don't underestimate my brother. Although he's young, he recently broke through to the Golden Core stage!"

Golden Core stage!

Ye Xuan and his companions were shocked. Jia Xun couldn't help but shake his head. He hadn't even had the chance to stop Qin Yun.

Was this kid intentionally revealing secrets?

On the surface, he looked honest...

Inside the carriage, Qin Jun, with a black line on his forehead, said to Daji, "Qin Yun is really a liability. I was hoping to play dumb and catch them off guard."

Daji, leaning against the carriage wall, said lazily, "Isn't this good? At least it can intimidate them."

Qin Jun twitched his mouth. "Big sister, don't you know that acting cool and getting slapped in the face is the most fun?"

On the other side, Ye Xuan and his companions finally recovered. The black-clothed man, who had been silent all along, smiled bitterly, "It seems that we've been narrow-minded."

"Is he really that powerful?" the white-clothed woman still seemed skeptical.

"Indeed, we witnessed him crossing the tribulation with our own eyes. The thunder that day was truly terrifying. My brother was even charred by it," Qin Yun said emphatically, as if he were Qin Jun himself.

Tribulation!

Ye Xuan and his companions were shocked to hear his description.

The red-clothed woman said calmly, "You all said that only Zhuo Junjie in the Qianyue Kingdom has the ability. Now it seems that you've overlooked him."

Ye Xuan and his companions felt embarrassed. Among them, the red-clothed woman was the youngest, just over twenty years old. Her talent was the strongest among them, reaching the peak of the Foundation Building stage. She usually secluded herself and knew nothing about the outside world. All the information she knew about the Qianyue Kingdom came from them.

The three male disciples all admired the red-clothed woman, so they felt awkward hearing her words.

The white-clothed woman frowned at her, looking somewhat displeased, but didn't say much.

It was clear that their team wasn't as united as it seemed on the surface.

"Let's continue forward."

The voice of the captain of the forward guard interrupted their conversation and dispelled their awkwardness.

The team continued on, but Qin Yun couldn't sit still, constantly trying to strike up a conversation with the red-clothed woman. This made Ye Xuan and the other male disciples unhappy, but they couldn't say anything on the surface.

After some conversation, Qin Yun learned that the red-clothed woman's name was Zhu Yanqing, the white-clothed woman was named Yang Lan, and the black-clothed man was named Murong Xuan.

Among the five, Murong Xuan was the oldest, but Ye Xuan was the strongest, and as a senior disciple, everyone looked up to him.

Of course, Zhu Yanqing was an exception. Her character was aloof, and sometimes she didn't even give Ye Xuan face.

Faced with Qin Yun's attempts at conversation, Zhu Yanqing showed little interest. However, like a piece of toffee, he clung on and wouldn't let go. She finally couldn't help but rebuke him coldly, "Your Highness, if you have nothing to do, you can go practice."

Although Zhu Yanqing was still in her prime, her standards for a partner were high. They had to be at least stronger than her, and it was clear that Qin Yun didn't meet those standards.

Despite Qin Yun looking mature for his age, he was still just a youth.

Being scolded by the goddess, Qin Yun couldn't maintain his composure and could only leave with a sense of loss, much to the satisfaction of Ye Xuan, Zong Yan, and Murong Xuan.

"Our Senior Sister Zhu is really unapproachable. I wonder what kind of outstanding young talent she admires?" Yang Lan chuckled, and Ye Xuan and the others couldn't help but listen intently. They had also tried to strike up a conversation with Zhu Yanqing, but all their attempts had failed.

Zhu Yanqing glanced at her and said calmly, "The hero in my heart must be a peerless hero, standing tall and proud."

Qin Jun, sitting in the carriage, almost burst out laughing when he heard this and couldn't help but add, "Does he also have to step on the seven-colored clouds?"

The End

He didn't lower his voice at all, making Zhen Yanqing's face even colder, while Ye Xuan and the others were puzzled, clearly not understanding what the "seven-colored cloud" meant.

Time passed quietly.

As the team moved forward, the sun gradually sank in the west.

At this moment, they had already reached the depths of the desert. Occasionally, they encountered a few caravans, but as soon as the other party saw them, they turned and left without any interaction.

They had expected to enter the night peacefully, but the desert bandits appeared.

"Stop!"

A domineering shout resounded, and suddenly, bandits wielding weapons emerged from all directions in the sand, nearly fifty in total. The leader was a fierce man of medium build, his face covered in scars.

The scarred man carried a large machete and blocked the team, sneering, "Passing through here requires leaving behind your wealth and women!"

As he spoke, his gaze roamed brazenly over Zhen Yanqing and Yang Lan, especially Zhen Yanqing, almost making him drool.

"Seeking death!"

Zong Yan, who had been holding back his anger, drew his sword and charged at the scarred man. His steps were swift, and his sword aimed at the scarred man's throat, intending to strike a fatal blow.

However, the scarred man reacted quickly, swiftly evading and then swinging the machete at Zong Yan. The gleaming blade was chilling, and it startled Zong Yan into instinctively using his long sword to block. With a clang, the powerful force sent him flying backward.

"Golden Core stage!"

Ye Xuan squinted and murmured. The scarred man had clearly been suppressing his aura, but it leaked out as soon as the battle began.