Chapter 0380: Hong Lan’s Warrior Spirit

Chapter 0380: Hong Lan's Warrior Spirit

As the Lion-Dragon Claw emerged, accompanied by a ferocious primal beast energy, it filled everyone with terror!

Hong Mengshu, wielding the Mystical Moon Blade, lunged at the fifth-tier warrior to prevent Qin Yun from being targeted.

Qin Yun's defense was impenetrable; his body continuously trembled, emitting shockwaves that deflected all incoming energy assaults from all directions!

Hong Mengshu got a glimpse of the terrifying power of Qin Yun!

Qin Yun's left arm was crackling with thunder and fire, his energy roaring like a heavenly lion's growl.

He moved with Star Profound Steps, streaking like a comet towards a group of people!

Wind-Cutting Wave-Shattering Technique!

With a swift motion, the Lion-Dragon Claw, accompanied by blade energy, swept towards those warriors, creating a deafening roar like waves smashing the shore!

Ahhh!

Those warriors let out piercing shrieks as their bodies were instantly torn to shreds!

Several warriors were torn to shreds in an instant!

This left the Young Eagle King and his companions completely stunned!

"Ah—" Hong Mengshu screamed in pain as she was hit by a volley of concealed projectiles from the fifth-tier warrior.

Qin Yun swung the Lion-Dragon Claw, rushing toward Hong Mengshu while also taking down several warriors along the way.

"Mengshu!" Qin Yun embraced Hong Mengshu and, with a few swift swipes of his claws, forced the attackers to retreat.

The enemy was numerous and powerful, equipped with strong spiritual weapons, including a fifth-tier warrior.

Qin Yun and Hong Mengshu were utterly cornered!

Hong Mengshu was injured, her fighting ability severely weakened. She hadn't expected the enemy to be so despicable.

"Go all out! If they return alive, we're doomed!" the middle-aged man shouted.

Whoosh...

The group immediately released surges of power, bombarding Qin Yun and Hong Mengshu from a distance!

Qin Yun shielded Hong Mengshu behind him, relentlessly striking!

He released shockwaves, the Nine Extremes Inner Energy constantly transforming into shockwaves, surging forth and blocking the first wave of attacks!

Just as Qin Yun was struggling to hold out, a black-masked figure suddenly appeared!

No one knew where the black-clad man came from; he just suddenly descended and began engaging the fifth-tier warrior.

While Qin Yun was shocked, he also felt a sense of relief. He fiercely used the Lion-Dragon Claw and quickly took down three more people!

The Young Eagle King, Hu Haojun, and Yue Yi were incredibly sly!

They never charged ahead and would retreat if the situation turned unfavorable.

"Die!"

The middle-aged man, the strongest here at the fifth level of the Martial Dao realm, roared in anger, unleashing a golden burst of flames that shot like a meteor towards the masked man in black.

The man in black was sent flying by the attack without a sound.

Qin Yun swiftly unleashed the "Seaquake Sky Collapse" technique, targeting the group of youths closing in on the man in black.

The earth shook violently, the wind howling relentlessly.

The youths attacking the man in black were all thrown back, the Young Eagle King sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth.

"Don't let them get away!" Yue Yi bellowed.

The Young Eagle King's forces were dwindling, easing the pressure on Qin Yun and his companions.

The injured, weakened Hong Mengshu finally seized the moment to retrieve the flying shuttle.

Qin Yun unleashed a barrage of seaquake shockwaves, driving the group back dozens of meters, then grabbed the man in black and dashed to the flying shuttle.

With a whoosh, the flying shuttle launched, speeding towards the Black Mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The Black Mountain erupted violently, spewing countless fireballs.

It was a volcanic eruption, spewing bursts of flame and fire.

The flying shuttle was suddenly hit by a blue burst of flames, plummeting into the distance.

"They're dead, great! Let's get out of here!" Yue Yi cheered.

Seeing the shuttle engulfed in flames, the Young Eagle King and his companions, relieved, fled the scene.

The shuttle, struck by erupting flames, shook violently and flew into the distance.

Inside, Qin Yun felt the explosion and knew the shuttle had crashed with the flames.

The shuttle's interior suddenly turned scorching hot.

"Damn, the shuttle's wrecked!" Qin Yun grabbed Hong Mengshu and the man in black, bolting from the shuttle.

Outside, a sea of fire raged, lava everywhere, scorching hot.

With his heavenly lion bloodline, Qin Yun ignored the heat. Carrying the two, he soared over the lava, racing into the distance.

"Those jerks saw I got something good and tried to steal it! They even wanted to kill me!" the weakened Hong Mengshu said angrily.

"They're still alive; we'll settle this later," Qin Yun vowed.

"I got a special Life Trace Crystal Jade with ten traces. Those guys nearby got a jade coffin with a corpse inside," Hong Mengshu cursed under her breath. "They were jealous, so they came after me!"

The man in black removed his mask, revealing the stunning face of Feng Honglan.

"Hong Lan, is that you?" Hong Mengshu gasped in surprise.

Qin Yun was also astonished, not expecting it to be Feng Honglan, as she usually had a unique fragrance about her, which had been absent just now.

"I was close by and heard fighting, so I rushed over! When I saw them ganging up on you, I changed clothes in a hurry and came running!" Feng Honglan had been struck by a palm from the middle-aged man at the fifth level of the Martial Dao realm and was badly hurt.

Qin Yun was quietly grateful to her.

Feng Honglan's sudden arrival threw off the attackers, giving Qin Yun time to take out a few youths and escape.

"Let me try to reach my grandma. She’s always in the Ancient Jade Mountains!" Hong Mengshu took out a jade token, infused it with Dao power, and activated its vibrations.

It was a special spatial artifact that could guide others.

A few hours later, Qin Yun led the two women to a quiet forest.

Hong Mengshu had been hit with dozens of poisonous black needles.

Luckily, Hong Mengshu had a strong antidote pill to counter the poison.

With Qin Yun’s help, she gritted through the pain and pushed out all the poisoned needles.

"Those jerks, I’ll make them pay when I get back!" Hong Mengshu kept cursing.

"Hong Lan, are you okay?" Hong Mengshu quickly asked with concern, looking at Feng Honglan's extremely pale face.

"My Martial Soul’s gone. I’m done with the Martial Dao." Feng Honglan's eyes glistened with tears as she sighed softly.

Hearing this, Hong Mengshu checked Feng Honglan’s Martial Soul and found her Dao Core shattered, her Martial Soul in pieces.

"I’ll make those jerks like the Young Eagle King pay big time!" Hong Mengshu was also heartbroken, so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her injuries were not light either.

Out of nowhere, a shadowy figure appeared!

It was an elderly woman in black robes, looking sinister.

She stood behind Hong Mengshu, her face grim.

"Grandma!" Hong Mengshu cried out. "Please check Hong Lan’s injuries—she’s badly hurt!"

Qin Yun felt a sudden fear. The old woman’s power was terrifying, probably at the peak of the Xuan Martial realm.

"I got your message and rushed here. You’re hurt pretty bad!" The elder woman's voice was low and hoarse. She grabbed Hong Mengshu's wrist and said, "Stop interfering. Let’s go!"

With a whoosh, the old woman grabbed Hong Mengshu, leapt through the trees, and vanished.

Feng Honglan looked at Qin Yun, her face full of sorrow, and said, "Young Master Qin, I’ll give you the Purple Frost Xuan Grass. I’m beyond caring about the consequences now."

"The Grand Master of Qiwen Hall is after Purple Frost Xuan Grass too. Did you get his help?"

Qin Yun nodded, then moved closer and gently massaged Feng Honglan’s lower abdomen.

Feng Honglan shivered, uncomfortable with a man’s touch, but she bore it.

She whispered, "No one’s selling Purple Frost Xuan Grass now—it’d mean crossing Sword Xuan Mountain. What’s scary is they’ve got ties to the Qingtian King Sect."

"Let me fix your injuries first!" Qin Yun smiled. "You’ll heal and keep practicing the Martial Dao."

"Really... you mean it?" Feng Honglan was skeptical.

Qin Yun took out many Soul Sealing Pearls, each containing a Martial Soul. They were all Martial Souls he had collected in the past, all of them low-grade Martial Souls.

In his eyes, low-grade martial souls were those below the Golden level.

Though he saw these martial souls as inferior, they still possessed martial soul power!

Feng Honglan wasn’t sure what Qin Yun was up to, but she could guess that the contents inside the Soul-Sealing Beads were martial souls!

Qin Yun released the martial souls from the Soul-Sealing Beads, then lifted Feng Honglan’s clothes, exposing her pale, smooth waist.

Feng Honglan knew Qin Yun was helping her, so she didn’t say much—though she felt a bit shy, after all, a man was rubbing her belly...

"Just relax, I’ll use my Mental Energy to open a soul gate in your dantian, then construct a soul path to let the martial souls enter your dantian!"

After saying this, Qin Yun controlled a Golden Water Martial Soul, directing it through her abdomen into Feng Honglan’s dantian.

The martial soul slipped in easily and, under Qin Yun’s control, started absorbing the shattered pieces of Hong Lan’s martial soul.

The shattered bits of Hong Lan’s martial soul, like tiny specks, were pulled toward the Golden Water Martial Soul under Qin Yun’s control, steadily soaking up its power.

After absorbing the power, the particles grew a bit larger!

Next, Qin Yun added more low-grade martial souls for the particles to absorb.

Before long, the particles began to emit red mist!

Seeing this, Qin Yun quickly gathered the particles, then introduced a Platinum Wind Martial Soul, wrapping the gathered red particles together.

Once wrapped up, the red particles started devouring the Platinum Water Martial Soul. After devouring, the particles swelled and fused into one.

After merging, it slowly took the shape of a stunning red orchid!

"Done!" Qin Yun wiped his sweat, smiling happily.

He was thrilled to have healed a martial soul that was so badly shattered.

Feng Honglan’s complexion gradually recovered, her beautiful face filled with astonishment: "This is the Art of Soul Refinement!"

"Correct! You saved me and Mengshu—we owe you our lives. Even if it means exposing this Art of Soul Refinement, I had to save you!" Qin Yun smiled. "Now, your dantian is only slightly injured. Rest for a while, and you’ll be fine!"

Feng Honglan stood up, straightened her clothes, and said sincerely, "Mr. Qin, I’ll keep this under wraps—I won’t breathe a word of it."

After saying this, she took out a small purple grass, which looked as if it were covered in frost!

This was the Purple Frost Xuan Grass!