Mistress, I Was Wrong

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

I keep forgetting to update this as I'm busy on Lightnovels AI, the chapters from here after this are probably going to go on there if I continue

"Cough—Minghui, are you okay?"

Dongfang Minghui had just lifted the tent flap when she ran into the considerate Mu Sheng.

Her face turned red, and she wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

She quickly waved her hand, saying, "I'm fine, I'm fine.

Seventh sister wants to invite mother and uncle over for something."

Mu Sheng gave her a subtle glance, nodded, and left, only to suddenly return and say, "It's fine to play during the day, but when it's late at night…"

Dongfang Minghui's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, slightly less so.

After Mu Sheng finished speaking, he also felt quite awkward and quickly went to invite uncle and Qian mama.

The residual heat on Dongfang Minghui's face didn't dissipate even when Uncle Wood and Qian mama arrived.

She stood there, blushing and motionless.

"Mother, I want the three of us to combine our strength to place a seal on Ninth Sister."

"A seal?"

"Yes."

Qian Wanyu explained the small formation seal she and Qing Mo had devised.

With the three of them, the seal's security would be tripled, unless someone with spiritual power exceeding theirs appeared, which was almost impossible on the entire Seven-Colored Continent.

Qian Ziyan and Qian Yiling didn't ask much, but glanced at Dongfang Minghui, "Shall we start now?"

Qian Wanyu handed Little Fatty over to Mu Sheng to look after, then had Little White Ball guard outside.

Dongfang Minghui also released Little Colour, reminding it in a low voice, "Don't fall for that demoness's tricks.

Don't look, don't listen, and don't smell anything she gives me."

Plants are particularly sensitive to airborne scents, so Dongfang Minghui repeatedly reminded it.

"Stop nagging. Do you think I'm as gullible as you?"

"Alright."

Next, Dongfang Minghui moved everything needed for the love entanglement into Seventh sister's space and gently explained to the trembling Carnivorous Plant and Little Bean Sprout.

However, Little Bean Sprout refused to stay in the space and hopped out, bouncing around the tent.

Dongfang Minghui struggled to catch it, and when she finally did, the Tianyin Helmet automatically slipped from her grasp.

Little Bean Sprout had developed a strong resistance to being confined in the space for a long time, so it used all its strength to avoid going back in.

Qian Wanyu released a bit of spiritual power to suppress the bouncing Tianyin Helmet in place.

Little Bean Sprout kept swaying its single flower bud, looking quite pitiful.

Dongfang Minghui felt a bit sorry and advised, "Little Bean Sprout, we might spend some time in the icy snow.

It's too cold outside, so it's best for you to stay in the space."

Little Bean Sprout struggled desperately, its stem bending under the pressure.

Qian Wanyu quickly withdrew her spiritual power, fearing she might accidentally break the future hope of the Ghostface Tree clan, which would make Ninth Sister upset for a long time.

"Since it's so resistant, let it choose whether to enter the space or stay with you."

Dongfang Minghui advised, "Little Bean Sprout, do you know how cold it is outside?"

As soon as Little Bean Sprout gained freedom, it directed the Tianyin Helmet to hop outside.

She quickly followed and saw Little Bean Sprout somehow found Toothless and Little Fatty under a snow-covered tree.

The Tianyin Helmet charged at Little Fatty with all its might.

"Hey, where did this bean sprout come from?"

"Ah ah."

It's not a vegetable.

Little Fatty caught it accurately, her chubby little hands touching Little Bean Sprout's flower bud, which retaliated by bumping her finger.

Little Fatty, good-natured, continued to pat it.

Dongfang Minghui watched helplessly, "Little Fatty, from now on, take care of Little Bean Sprout.

Don't lose it."

Little Fatty made a couple of sounds, nervously holding the Tianyin Helmet in her arms, genuinely anxious.

Toothless reached out to tease it, but Little Fatty easily dodged.

"You chubby thing, can't you let me play for a bit?"

"Ah ah."

Little Fatty hugged the Tianyin Helmet and ran off, leaving a trail of small, chubby footprints in the snow, along with a series of charred black prints.

Dongfang Minghui watched as the unique, uneven footprints, even covered by snow, stood out distinctly, likely left by Little Miao.

Toothless chased after Little Fatty, the two of them running back and forth in the snow, undeterred by the cold.

"Fatty, let me play with that bean sprout."

"Ah."

No.

Little Fatty was fast, but Toothless was even faster.

Dongfang Minghui only saw a few blurred shadows, and then a fiery streak as Toothless released fire-type spiritual energy.

With a leap, Toothless pinned Little Fatty and the Tianyin Helmet to the snow.

The helmet rolled away on its own, bouncing around the tent.

Little Miao tried to chase the helmet, but the more he chased, the faster Little Bean Sprout bounced.

The snow was melted in several places by their fireballs and antics, leaving patches of bare ground in the Snow Capital.

Dongfang Minghui watched from the side, finding it all very amusing, laughing until a hand reached out from the tent and pulled her inside.

"Continue."

"Okay."

Dongfang Minghui blushed slightly.

She was easily distracted, and this commotion almost made her forget the main task.

"The rest are willing to stay in the space.

This seal shouldn't block their breathing or anything, right?"

"It only seals the aura of all creatures within this space to prevent others from spying."

"That's good."

She stood aside, watching as Seventh Sister and Qian Mama released their spiritual energy, a colorful and majestic display.

The energy gathered on the Qingchan, and at some point, a piece of jade had appeared on the clasp, embedded in a hidden compartment.

The jade's surface bore mottled colors, with the multicolored spiritual energy flowing over it, dazzlingly bright.

After more than half an hour, the energies gradually covered the Qingchan.

When they retracted their spiritual energy, the Qingchan looked completely different.

The jade on the surface appeared dim, as if stained with something, and its original spiritual energy seemed to have dissipated.

"Ugh."

Dongfang Minghui looked at her Qingchan with a pained expression, examining it closely.

Qian Wanyu, seeing her displeased look, explained softly, "Once the seal is lifted, the Qingchan will return to its original state.

Wear it, but unless you remove the hidden weapon from the compartment, you can't touch anything else."

Dongfang Minghui fastened the Qingchan back around her waist, trying to take something out of the space, but there was no response.

However, when she touched the hidden weapon, it was as responsive as before.

"It's a bit uncomfortable."

Qian Yiling and Qian Ziyan stood up.

"Don't worry about Lien for now.

He might have found a cave to hide from the snow.

If he doesn't return after the snow stops, we'll search for him in groups."

"Okay, Mom, you and Uncle rest in this tent.

Ninth Sister and I will go to another tent."

Qian Wanyu quickly led Dongfang Minghui out of the tent.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the spots where they had rolled around were covered by a thin layer of snow.

It was very quiet outside.

Qian Wanyu held her hand and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Dongfang Minghui glanced at her, trying to pull her hand away, but Seventh Sister held on tighter.

She pouted, her face turning red as the stinging pain on her backside reminded her of the spanking she had received in the tent.

It was both embarrassing and humiliating, and everyone outside had heard it, even Mu Sheng had teased her about it.

Hmph.

She was really angry.

Qian Wanyu wrapped an arm around her neck, gently pulling her into her embrace.

"Are you mad?"

Dongfang Minghui wrinkled her nose, staying silent.

"The Night Fox clan has some ties with Mom, but even she can't be sure if they are truly from the Night Fox clan.

If that demoness asks you to do something alone under the guise of treatment again, you can refuse."

"Mm."

Of course, she would refuse.

She wasn't stupid.

After the first time, she wouldn't be foolish enough to fall for it again.

Hearing Seventh Sister also call the other woman a demoness made Dongfang Minghui inexplicably happy.

Qian Wanyu saw that Ninth Sister was obedient now, but she knew that she would forget her words and make the same mistake again if a similar situation arose.

Frustrated, she bit her neck again.

"It hurts, it hurts, Seventh sister, be gentler."

"Good, remember the pain next time."

Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but pout.

How was she supposed to know?

She was already on high alert, but that demoness hit her with a big move right away.

"Since that's the case, why doesn't Seventh sister just drive them away?"

"Letting them go like this would be too easy.

Besides, we still don't know their purpose.

Maybe they're here to bring us something good."

"Something good?"

Qian Wanyu didn't say more.

She felt Dongfang Minghui's small hand, which was a bit cold, and quickly pushed her into another tent.

Inside the tent, Mu Sheng and a few fire stoves were huddled together, not feeling cold at all.

They loved to be near Little Fatty, teasing her, because among the three, Little Fatty was the most well-behaved, cute, and especially considerate.

"This tent is so comfortable," Dongfang Minghui remarked.

"Ah ah."

Little Fatty lifted the Tianyin Helmet, placing it on her head, and walked unsteadily towards Dongfang Minghui.

Dongfang Minghui worriedly watched the Tianyin Helmet on her head, afraid it might accidentally fall and turn Little Bean Sprout into a little bean mash.

When Little Fatty got close, she quickly cradled Little Bean Sprout in her arms. Even the Tianyin Helmet felt warm to the touch.

"Wow, you knew Little Fatty would warm you up, so you insisted on staying outside, huh?"

Little Bean Sprout swayed its bud towards her, which was even bigger than before, giving a top-heavy feeling.

But when Little Bean Sprout had two buds before, it also gave that illusion.

So, Dongfang Minghui checked its stem and roots, and seeing no damage, she felt relieved.

"Ah ah."

Little Fatty wanted to climb onto Dongfang Minghui's shoulder, but Qian Wanyu pulled her away.

"From now on, you take care of this Little Bean Sprout.

Don't lose it, okay?"

Little Fatty reached out her hands, wanting Dongfang Minghui to hold her.

But Qian Wanyu instead stuffed the Tianyin Helmet into her hands and led her lover to a corner.

"The snow outside doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon.

You should sleep for a while.

I'll wake you when it stops."

"Um, Seventh sister, I'm a bit worried about Lien."

Dongfang Minghui wasn't sleepy at all, and with her butt hurting, she couldn't sit comfortably anywhere.

So she stood up and paced around the tent.

Toothless sniffed the air and said truthfully, "After the snow stops, many scents will become very faint.

It will be difficult to find him."

Qian Wanyu saw Ninth Sister frown at this and comforted her, "The scent may weaken, and footprints may disappear, but there are always ways to find him.

If you don't rest well today, you won't have a chance to rest after the snow stops."

Dongfang Minghui knew she was worrying for nothing.

She looked at the uneven ground with difficulty.

"Come here."

Qian Wanyu laid a layer of animal skin on the ground, then took out the bedding they had prepared before, spreading it on top.

Finally, she crawled into the bedding herself.

Once it was warm, she patted the spot next to her and said, "Sleep over here."

Dongfang Minghui glanced at Mu Sheng with the corner of her eye, seeing him cover his mouth and then his eyes.

She suddenly wanted to cover her own eyes too.

"Stop dawdling."

"Seventh sister."

Dongfang Minghui crawled into the bed, finding it incredibly warm, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.

Qian Wanyu pulled her into her arms, gently patting her back.

"I know you're uncomfortable.

Lean on me, Seventh sister will warm the bed for you."

Dongfang Minghui, who was cold just a moment ago, now felt her body and heart warmed by the person next to her.

She sighed softly, "Seventh sister, I'm not angry anymore."

Qian Wanyu's lips curved slightly.

"Go to sleep."

With her hands and feet entwined, Dongfang Minghui soon felt drowsy.

She slept very well.

When she woke up, there was a warm body behind her and another in her arms. She looked around and saw that Toothless and Little Fatty had somehow crawled into her bed, but Seventh sister had left at some point.

Dongfang Minghui quickly got up and saw that everything outside was covered in white.

The snow that had fallen all night had finally stopped.

"Seventh sister."

"You're awake?"

Behind Qian Wanyu was a series of deep footprints.

She noticed that the snow almost reached Seventh sister's calves, and the hem of her robe was soaked.

"Where did Seventh sister go?"

"The snow stopped about an hour ago, and Lien hasn't returned yet.

Mother and I decided to split up to search for him."

Qian Wanyu pointed to the path Lien had last taken.

"Mother and the others have already set off.

I just went to scout and found a fork in the road about ten meters ahead.

There are some new footprints on the left path, so I guess Mother and the others chose that way."

Dongfang Minghui nodded quickly, "Shall we go now?"

"Gather all the little ones."

"Minghui, Miss Qian, do you need us to help search too?"

Mei Wu's voice was still soft and had a unique charm.

Dongfang Minghui thought that if she liked women, she might have been captivated by that voice, but unfortunately, she wasn't.

Qian Wanyu smiled and said, "Miss Mei Wu is right, but we need two people to stay and guard this place.

I think you should stay here with Brother Lahan to watch over the tents for us.

As for the other one, they can come with us, is that okay?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Mei Wu's eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, Qian Wanyu continued, "In the coming days, judging by the weather, we might encounter a heavy snowstorm.

Without these tents, we might freeze to death in this icy wilderness."

Dongfang Minghui nodded repeatedly, realizing that guarding the tents was indeed an important task.

"Such a crucial task, I think Miss Mei Wu is the most suitable for it."

Mu Sheng had already heard the commotion outside.

After waking up Little Fatty and Toothless, he rushed out at this critical moment, "Sister Wanyu, Minghui, we're all ready.

Can we set off now?"

Qian Wanyu gave Mu Sheng an approving look, "Is Miss Mei Wu's brother coming with us?"

Mei Wu could only give a signal to the big guy named Cheng Jiang, "In this icy wilderness, the road is hard to walk.

If you don't find him, come back while it's still light.

Mei Wu and Lahan will be waiting here for you."

Dongfang Minghui felt there was more to Mei Wu's words, and they were quite harsh.

"We'll definitely find Lien."

"Ninth Sister, let's go."

Little Fatty stepped barefoot into the snow, finding it reached his heels.

It was icy and fun, so he released a bit of fire energy, melting most of the snow in no time.

Cheng Jiang, who was at the back, was slightly surprised and kept his head down, looking around.

Mu Sheng noticed his shifty eyes and kept a mental note, "Brother Cheng Jiang, it must be tough following us on this journey, right?"

Cheng Jiang shook his head woodenly, "Not at all."

"How could it not be?

I've been exhausted following Sister Wanyu and the others."

Mu Sheng said loudly on purpose.

He, like Zilan, stayed behind without fighting Lien.

"Looks like Brother Cheng Jiang is quite capable.

We should spar sometime."

Qian Wanyu frowned slightly at this.

"Was there anything unusual when Cheng Jiang fought Lien?"

"No, it was a standard fight.

Lien even had the upper hand, but strangely lost in the end."

Qing Mo suddenly remembered, "Lien paused suddenly in the middle, probably because of that distraction."

"Ninth Sister said she didn't see the other two after entering the tent.

Maybe they were bewitched by that aura, clouding their minds.

But one thing worth investigating is that the scent can easily make people dazed."

"Did you smell anything just now?"

"I blocked my sense of smell before we set off."

Qian Wanyu's sense of smell was never very sharp, unlike Dongfang Minghui, who was the opposite.

Her hearing, however, was better than the other's.

Qing Mo's heart, which had just settled, was suddenly on edge again, more thrilling than walking on a cliff.

"Your Ninth Sister and those little ones rely on their sense of smell to track Lien's previous scent.

They won't—"

Qian Wanyu's eyes darkened, as if a storm was about to break out.

She suddenly took Ninth Sister's hand, and in the confusion of the other, some spiritual power automatically flowed into her body.

Dongfang Minghui was startled but quickly adapted, though she was a bit puzzled.

"Even during the day, you two are so affectionate," Little Colour complained, feeling like it was being fed dog food, and sighed, "This weather is freezing me to death."

"Little Colour, do you smell anything strange?"

"No strange smells."

A snowfall had buried all traces, Toothless remarked, "Yesterday's snow was too heavy, completely covering Lien's scent.

What do we do now?

Should we keep searching?"

Qian Wanyu pondered for a moment and asked, "Cheng Jiang, do you have any other ideas?"

Cheng Jiang glanced at the sky, "It's still early, let's keep moving forward, maybe we'll find him."

"Alright."

Xiao Miao walked behind Little Fatty, leaving very noticeable footprints.

Almost every step melted the snow into water, leaving a scorched footprint.

Braving the cold wind, they continued forward for more than half an hour.

Just as they were moving on, someone behind them said, "Hold on."

"Look, there seems to be a cave."

The direction Cheng Jiang pointed was all white, and only by getting closer could they see a cave with a narrow opening.

Snow was falling from above the cave, and after clearing the snow at the entrance, they found the inside quite dry.

They walked in a bit, and Dongfang Minghui stepped on something, feeling uncomfortable.

Qian Wanyu took out a few moonstones, distributing one to each person, and they all looked at the ground.

There lay a bow made of fine iron and scattered arrows.

"Seventh sister, it's Lien's bow and arrows."

"Yes," Qian Wanyu responded softly, raising the moonstone higher to look around the cave, "No signs of a struggle."

Lien, as they expected, had found a cave to take shelter from the heavy snow.

Dongfang Minghui picked up the bow and arrows, worried, "Seventh sister, Lien would never part with his bow and arrows.

He treats them like his life.

Did something happen to him?"

In hindsight, they shouldn't have let him go out hunting.

In this icy world, what prey could there be?

"Not necessarily.

When people rest, they often take off their bow and arrows, otherwise they can't lean against the wall to rest," Qian Wanyu carefully examined the cave, "He must have stood up suddenly during his rest and walked out."

The snow stopped at dawn, and by then, her mother and she had already followed Lien's path to search, so he couldn't have left then.

This means he went out before the snow stopped.

Dongfang Minghui found it all unreasonable, "Seventh sister, if Lien really heard something, he would definitely take his bow and arrows with him.

Why would he leave behind the things he values as his life?"

Qing Mo in the soul sea clicked its tongue, "There's another possibility.

Your Ninth Sister, after smelling that scent that made her dazed, once suspected the Little Fatty in her arms was fake…

If Lien smelled the same scent, he might have thought he took his bow and arrows with him, but actually didn't."

Qian Wanyu glanced at Cheng Jiang without showing any emotion, "Let's wait for a while, maybe Lien will come back soon."

Dongfang Minghui caressed the heavy iron bow, which had beast language engraved on it.

The marks were polished bright, indicating Lien often touched his bow and arrows, "Seventh sister, will Lien really come back?"

"He will," Qian Wanyu said firmly, "Believe in him."

Dongfang Minghui was worried, wondering what situation would make someone leave their bow and arrows behind.

Her silk umbrella was still stored in her space, though it had lost its value, it had saved her from countless disasters.

She hoped to meet a master craftsman one day who could repair the weapon for her.

"Sigh."

Qian Wanyu kept holding her hand, continuously channeling spiritual energy into her body.

It wasn't until Mu Sheng inexplicably fell asleep leaning against the wall that she suddenly spoke in the soul sea, "Ninth Sister, pretend to be asleep, lean into my arms."

"Why?"

Dongfang Minghui asked, noticing Little Fatty standing there asleep, clutching the Tianyin Helmet, his skin slowly turning red.

The Little Bean Sprout in her hand was also motionless.

She glanced at Toothless beside her, who was sleeping restlessly with furrowed brows.

She couldn't shake the feeling that the beauty mark seemed to come alive, with a flicker of firelight flowing through it.

She couldn't help but yawn and fell into a deep sleep leaning against Qian Wanyu.

Qian Wanyu also leaned her head against the other, pretending to be asleep.

The only ones not asleep were Xiao Miao and Cheng Jiang, who finally revealed his true form.

"Hahaha."

Cheng Jiang's laughter was strange, not a rough voice but a charming female tone, so soft that it evoked pity.

"Why do I feel like I heard Mei Wu's voice?"

"It's not just a feeling, it is her."

Xiao Miao was shocked, seeing him suddenly transform into a woman, his narrow eyes widened.

As she walked towards the group, he somehow mustered the courage to spread his arms and block her path.

"Kid, don't get in the way."

"Don't hurt them."

Xiao Miao was desperate, usually unable to control his flames, but today they wouldn't come out, "You—"

"Get out of the way."

Mei Wu swung her hand, but Xiao Miao, in a moment of desperation, spat a mouthful of fire from his mouth, which landed on her hand.

Mei Wu quickly used ice to counter it, extinguishing the small flame.

Dongfang Minghui could only think, "Damn, it's ice again," and said, "Seventh sister, she's not from the Night Fox clan."

"That's even better."

"Huh?"

That way, when they go all out, they won't have to worry about making things difficult for their mother.

Little Colour's vines had somehow already climbed up the cave walls, even blocking the only entrance.

"Thankfully, your Seventh sister reminded us, or we'd be fed those disgusting bugs again."

"She's like Meng Yixiao."

Meng Yixiao could control those creepy bugs, and this woman was no different.

Dongfang Minghui felt nauseous just thinking about what happened in the tent yesterday.

"Mei Wu, bullying a child isn't much of a skill," Qian Wanyu said, swinging her water thunder whip towards Mei Wu's face.

Mei Wu, caught off guard, tried to dodge but still had a piece of skin torn off by the whip's tip, leaving a bloody, gruesome wound.

"Oh dear, disfigured," Dongfang Minghui covered her face, feeling the pain for her.

The tip of Seventh sister's whip had a hook that had caught many people before.

Mei Wu touched her face, not surprised by the blood on her hand, and sneered, "I underestimated you."

Qian Wanyu nudged Toothless, finding him burning hot, and looked at Little Fatty, whose skin had turned red, even the Tianyin Helmet seemed to be baked by the heat.

The most pitiful was the Little Bean Sprout planted in the helmet, its leaves wilting, almost steamed.

"Your purpose."

"Hand over the map and this woman to us."

Mei Wu made an outrageous demand.

When she mentioned the map, Qian Wanyu remained expressionless, but when she spoke of Dongfang Minghui, Qian Wanyu suddenly unleashed all her spiritual energy, slamming Mei Wu against the wall.

Little Colour's vines swiftly retreated from the cave wall.

Qian Wanyu grabbed the opponent's throat tightly, her fingers clenching, "Who sent you here, huh?

Speak, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

Mei Wu's face contorted in pain and lack of oxygen.

The ice spikes she had just released were effortlessly dissolved by Qian Wanyu.

Instead, she watched helplessly as the spiritual energy in her body seemed to drain away bit by bit.

"You—"

"Not talking?"

Qian Wanyu gathered a pale green wind blade in her hand, like a fingertip knife but larger.

A biting wind seemed to come from nowhere, drilling into the cave.

Little Colour's vines quickly retracted from the cave entrance, complaining in the soul sea, "It's freezing me to death."

Next, Dongfang Minghui witnessed Seventh sister's one-sided abuse.

She couldn't bear to watch.

The once beautiful girl was now in a pitiful state thanks to Seventh sister.

She turned away, only to find Toothless and Little Fatty acting increasingly strange.

When she tried to touch them, the heat from their bodies made her pull back her hand.

Unsure of what to do, she saw Xiao Miao staring intently at Qian Wanyu and Mei Wu.

"Xiao Miao, can you help me move Toothless and Little Fatty to the snow outside, please?"

Xiao Miao's eyes shifted, and after a moment, he nodded vigorously.

With some effort, he moved the two outside to the snow.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he watched as the snow within a ten-mile radius rapidly receded, visible to the naked eye.

The snow turned to water, which then evaporated, the ground cracked, and seemed to tremble.

Xiao Miao retreated in fear, backing into the cave.

Dongfang Minghui was crouched, trying to slap Mu Sheng's cheeks on both sides.

When the ground suddenly moved, she almost hit the wall.

"What's happening?"

"Outside, outside—"

When Qian Wanyu dragged Mei Wu outside, she saw the surrounding snow had disappeared, the ground cracked and trembling.

In the distance, large snow masses were rolling down from high places, and small snowflakes were rushing towards them at lightning speed.

"Avalanche, it's an avalanche."

Dongfang Minghui shouted, like a headless fly, unsure whether to hide in the cave or run far away.

Seeing the ground shaking, the two big guys stood like door gods, unmoving.

She quickly called out, "Ah, Xiao Miao, quickly bring those two back."

If they were to escape, there was no way to take Little Fatty and Toothless with them.

Glancing at the cave, Dongfang Minghui could only hope it was sturdy enough not to collapse after being hit by snowballs.

"Seventh sister, hurry back to the cave."

Xiao Miao hurriedly moved Little Fatty and Toothless back.

After he finished, the snowball had already rolled to their front.

After three impacts, the entire stone cave was almost sealed by snow, and the cave shook several times.

Dongfang Minghui thought they might be buried alive, but the cave miraculously held up.

Qian Wanyu tied up Mei Wu and threw her at the cave entrance.

When the snowball hit, Mei Wu was buried in the snow, but no one cared.

Qian Wanyu used her body to shield her, and Mu Sheng slightly regained consciousness amidst the shaking.

"It's dark."

Dongfang Minghui was almost scared to death.

She hugged Seventh sister tightly, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"Seventh sister, with all this happening here, what about mother and uncle?

They won't be—" buried by snow, right?

Qian Wanyu gently patted her back, "They'll be fine.

Mother and uncle are strong enough to protect themselves."

"But why did so much snow fall from up there, and so quickly?"

The only one who knew the truth, the little guy, blinked his black eyes, looking at the still oblivious Little Fatty and Toothless.

Dongfang Minghui scratched her head, "There are many reasons for an avalanche.

I can't say for sure.

But I didn't expect such a big snow mountain here.

How come we didn't see it before?"

Qian Wanyu saw her confused look and guessed she wouldn't find out the reason.

"The map marked a snow mountain here.

Yesterday, when we camped, it was dark, and a heavy snow fell, covering everything in white.

It's normal you didn't see it."

"The barrier around here must have been accidentally broken by someone, exposing the snow mountain," Qing Mo speculated.

"Who has such great ability?"

Qian Wanyu had a few suspects in mind, but none had the ability to break a barrier or formation.

Who could it be?

Both fell silent, then spoke in unison, "The one with the true eye."

Dongfang Minghui hadn't paid much attention to the terrain yesterday.

With Seventh sister's explanation, she believed it.

She looked at Mu Sheng, who still seemed dazed, having said one sentence and then falling silent again.

"Mu Sheng?"

"Ah, Minghui, did something happen?

I think I just had a dream."

Mu Sheng yawned again, feeling extremely tired.

If it weren't for needing to talk to Minghui, he might have fallen asleep again.

"Don't sleep. You've fallen into the enchantress's trap and inhaled something you shouldn't have. Wake up quickly. We're trapped in this cave by snowballs, and we need to find a way out fast."

If another avalanche comes, everyone will be buried alive here.

Dongfang Minghui tried to pull him, but without realizing it, Mu Sheng countered and pinned her against the wall.

"Don't move."

"Mu Sheng."

Qian Wanyu swiftly drew out her water thunder whip.

Just then, the enchantress Mei Wu, embedded in the snowball, was drawing something in the air with her hand.

As she moved, Mu Sheng immediately grabbed Dongfang Minghui's neck, preventing her from speaking a word.

"I should have killed this woman earlier," Qing Mo sighed in the soul sea.

"Stall for time, your Ninth Sister will figure something out."

"Okay."

Qian Wanyu felt a bit regretful.

This group was like blood-sucking leeches, extremely annoying.

Next time, she would kill every one of them until they dared not appear before her again.

"You just want the map.

I have it and can give it to you."

Mei Wu smiled seductively, but with her face mostly ruined, the smile was quite terrifying.

"I want the map, and I want this person too."

With a slight hook of her finger, Mu Sheng moved his feet, dragging Dongfang Minghui step by step towards the woman.

"Don't move."

Just as Qian Wanyu was about to act, she saw Mu Sheng's fingers tighten around Ninth Sister's neck, leaving a red mark.

Dongfang Minghui couldn't see Seventh Sister's expression, but she knew her face must not look good.

She only saw the beauty mark on Toothless's forehead becoming more prominent.

"Little Colour, can you control Mu Sheng in an instant?"

"I'll try."

Little Colour was also nervous.

If its friend's neck snapped, it would die too.

Mei Wu, seeing Qian Wanyu's livid face, was very pleased.

"If you don't want her to get hurt, find a way to clear the obstacle outside the cave.

Otherwise, I'll treat her the same way you treated me."

Qian Wanyu gripped the water thunder whip tightly, her eyes narrowing.

She wished she could tear this woman to pieces.

She regretted it; she shouldn't have shown mercy earlier.

Hesitation leads to chaos.

"Step aside, and I'll blast open this snowball."

Qian Wanyu gathered a strand of purple lightning in her hand.

The lightning flickered, dazzlingly bright, illuminating the cave as if it were daylight.

In the soul sea, Dongfang Minghui urged, "Little Colour, now's the time!"

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