Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 318 Lake Heart Island_1

Chapter 318: Chapter 318 Lake Heart Island_1

"Is this Baihua Valley? But since it’s called a valley, it wouldn’t be on a lake, would it?"

Looking at the simple wooden bridge winding towards an island blooming with various flowers, Feng Yuan felt puzzled just as, in Mo Li’s study,

"You’re saying there’s been an unknown person enticing passersby on the small island in East Lake?"

"Exactly, and it’s not just passersby—two of our patrol teams have disappeared on the island."

"Haven’t you sent people to surround and annihilate them?"

Mo Li looked skeptically at the general before him, who said helplessly,

"We tried, but no one could penetrate their black mist."

"Not even with a joint military formation? What could their objective possibly be..."

"Young Master, are you interested in accompanying me to the island to appreciate the flowers?"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Feng Yuan tilted his head and said,

"Why would you knowingly court death?"

"Young Master, what are you talking about?"

Seeing the woman looking at him with an innocent and pitiful expression, Feng Yuan stroked Xiao Ji and said,

"Stop pretending. Do you think I can’t sense the pervasive power lurking on that island? It’s teeming with an aura of impending death. Do you really think I’d fall for an invitation to the island at such a time?"

The woman took a few steps back and adjusted her hair, saying,

"Young Master, your words are a bit too harsh. I genuinely intended to invite you with good will..."

Seeing the woman retreat a few steps as she faced the Greatsword covered with runes, Feng Yuan, who had grown impatient, feigned a smile and ran away. At that moment, Feng Yuan noticed Mo Ling and Yao Yin walking hand in hand towards Lake Heart Island, with a graceful young man seemingly saying something in front. Holding his forehead, Feng Yuan said helplessly,

"She really does choose the worst moments to cause me trouble."

Mo Ling, engrossed in the variety of unheard stories the elegant gentleman was sharing, and Yao Yin, who was curiously surveying the surroundings, said,

"Did you plant all these flowers yourself?"

"Of course."

"They’re quite beautiful."

"It’s an honor to receive such praise from a beautiful young lady like you~"

Noticing Feng Yuan, who was holding Xiao Ji and slowly stepping onto the bridge, approached them and bowed,

"Please follow me. I will take you to a spot with a panoramic view of the entire island."

Watching the trio quickly walk further in, Feng Yuan lamented,

"This really is reckless. I’ve never seen such eager courting of death..."

Xiao Ji, looking puzzled and confused, raised its head to look at Feng Yuan, while the phantom of Agunas merely followed quietly beside Feng Yuan without uttering a word.

In the pavilion at the mid-mountain of Lake Heart Island, Mo Ling sipped tea that the graceful gentleman poured for them while enjoying the view of the sea of flowers below. Yao Yin gently toyed with the fluffy snow-like fur and glanced from the flowers to the gentleman.

Noticing Yao Yin’s actions, Mo Ling curiously sized up Yao Yin and said,

"You haven’t fallen for him, have you?"

Yao Yin looked disdainfully at the graceful young man and said,

"Fallen for him? My taste isn’t that bad."

"Too bad he doesn’t have the strength like Feng Yuan..."

Yao Yin looked at Mo Ling incredulously and said,

"Are you silly? Comparing him to Feng Yuan?"

Gazing intently at Mo Ling, Yao Yin spoke seriously,

"Don’t fall for whatever nonsense those so-called gentlemen spin you. It’s fine for a bit of entertainment, but don’t get serious about it. Not many of our female disciples at Yun Wu Pavilion would go for such guys."

Mo Ling, curious, looked at Yao Yin and asked,

"Why not?"

"In our Xingluo Realm, the Martial Dao is what truly matters. What do you think of someone who doesn’t toil in Martial Dao? Even though that fool might be somewhat clueless about romance..."

Seeing Yao Yin seemingly lost in fond memories, Mo Ling felt a touch of envy. Although the Great Li Dynasty was relatively peaceful, Martial Dao was still paramount. Not everyone had a Spirit Beast, and even if they did, during this era, only power infusion was the way. If one’s physical fitness wasn’t up to standard, it would be impossible to withstand the infusion of the Spirit Beast’s power.

Once again looking towards the elegant young man, Mo Ling’s interest faded. After Yao Yin’s reminder, she no longer felt the same heart-fluttering sensation when she looked at him.

"Young Master, you still came."

The woman he had encountered before blocked Feng Yuan’s path, reaching out as if she wanted to nestle against him. Feng Yuan, with an expressionless face, swung his Greatsword fiercely at her and said

"Stop playing tricks with me, where are they?"

"What do you mean ’they’? It’s just you and me on this island. Don’t be so fierce..."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Yuan’s Greatsword ruthlessly struck her away. The woman adjusted her posture in the air and landed steadily on the ground, her eyes gleaming ferociously as she glared at Feng Yuan and said,

"It seems you’ve discovered it, then I can’t let you leave, what a pity... If you hadn’t set foot on this island, I couldn’t have touched you..."

Watching her gleefully say something, Feng Yuan said helplessly,

"I originally just wanted to take them away and spare you from an imminent disaster, but it’s a pity you don’t appreciate it."

"I thought you wouldn’t take action."

Yao Yin carefully placed Xiao Ji on her shoulder and looked at the graceful Young Master, while Mo Ling looked puzzled. Just then, a gust of wind blew from below the mountain, and the beautiful sea of flowers, like dispersing fog, revealed everything hidden beneath.

"Ah!"

Upon seeing the men and women entangled in vines below the mountain, Mo Ling couldn’t help but exclaim. She then turned around, drew her weapon, and glared at the graceful Young Master who just smiled and said,

"Do the prey trapped in the spider’s web still fancy struggling?"

Mo Ling was about to take action when she suddenly felt weak all over. Watching the Young Master’s face twist grotesquely, she cursed herself for not being more vigilant.

"So you’ve sealed our fates?"

Yao Yin curiously looked at the Young Master, who took an interested gaze at Yao Yin and earnestly said,

"It seems you are not worried, then where does your confidence come from?"

"From those people down the mountain? Or perhaps those soldiers by the lake who haven’t the strength to truss a chicken?"

Yao Yin said with a cold laugh,

"You’ll find out."

"You said Xiao Ling is also in there!"

Hearing a soldier’s report nearby, Mo Li anxiously looked towards East Lake, shrouded in black mist. Beside her, Ruo Yu saw that Mo Li was anxious and spoke,

"Don’t worry, Xiao Ling will definitely be alright."

"How can I not worry? She told me she would take them to Baihua Valley, so why did she come here, and even got separated from him?"

Someone had already reported the unpleasant parting between Feng Yuan and Mo Ling at the inn, so in Mo Li’s information, Mo Ling was not with Feng Yuan.

Watching those soldiers fruitlessly swing their Thunderbolt Greatswords at the black mist that remained dense, Mo Li grew more anxious. Just then, a terrifying wave of energy emanated from Lake Heart Island, scattering the black mist and exposing the obscured Lake Heart Island.

"So, tell me, what good does stopping me do..."

Watching the fiendish woman before him turn to ashes, Feng Yuan said helplessly as he gently brushed Xiao Ji’s fluffy body and said,

"Borrow the power of the White Wolf Deity to carry me along. I’m afraid she might destroy this place soon."

Xiao Ji let out a happy cry, jumping down from Feng Yuan’s arms, transforming into a majestic white bird. Riding on Xiao Ji’s back, Feng Yuan moved toward where Yao Yin was.

"How impressive!"

Mo Ling exclaimed in awe at the sight of Yao Yin, who held a Magic Sword in her hand, continuously casting spells and swinging the Magic Sword, filling the space before her with relentless flames and thunderbolts.

Until no whole creatures remained before her, Yao Yin sheathed her Magic Sword, glanced at Mo Ling, and said,

"How about it? Can you move?"

After attempting to move her body and finding no response, Mo Ling said helplessly,

"No, I can’t move."

Yao Yin sat on the bench, looked down at the pitiful people trapped in the vines, and said,

"Then wait, I believe he will arrive soon."

"Can’t you just help her get free?"

From the air came Feng Yuan’s resigned voice. Yao Yin looked up to see a white bird flying above, with Feng Yuan on its back. Jumping down from Xiao Ji, Feng Yuan, looking at the devastated pavilion, said without a word,

"Is that guy dead or not?"

"I don’t know, that’s your business."