Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1304
Chapter 1304: Chapter 1291: Actually, Qing Yuan is not as weak as you think_1 Chapter 1304: Chapter 1291: Actually, Qing Yuan is not as weak as you think_1 “Go to the Northernmost Ice Field and join the Security Battalion.”
Mu Fan tossed him a storage bag containing the treasures the two had found in the Spirits and Demons Cemetery.
Spiritual Artifact Fragments, Spirit Flowers, and Spirit Plants were neatly divided into two portions.
“What a coincidence, I also want to go to the Northernmost Ice Field and join the Security Battalion.”
Qing Yuan caught the storage bag with a look of surprise and excitement, a mysterious smile on his face as he happily moved closer to him.
“You? Join the Security Battalion?”
Mu Fan paused in packing his luggage, turned his head sideways, and glanced at him somewhat incredulously.
“Absolutely true, I have a recommendation letter as proof.”
Qing Yuan gave a playful smile, and a flash of spiritual light in his right hand revealed a letter marked with the seal of the Kunlun Sect. The words “recommendation letter” were clearly engraved on it in traditional calligraphy.
Mu Fan took the recommendation letter, quickly glanced through it, and his right eyelid twitched imperceptibly.
“Are you sure they're sending you there, not to send you to your death?”
He inadvertently said what was on his mind, which made Qing Yuan's mouth twitch.
“Senior Brother Mu, actually, Qing Yuan is not as weak as you think.”
He felt it necessary to defend himself once more.
“For example, yesterday when I was searching for Spiritual Artifact Fragments in the central area, my performance was not bad, at least I didn't hold you back.”
“Are you sure?”
Mu Fan raised his eyebrows, his eyes deep, and casually glanced at the bandage wrapped around Qing Yuan's shoulder.
“Ahem.”
Qing Yuan's face flushed slightly, revealing a bit of embarrassment, “Qing Yuan didn't expect to be backfired by the secret spell. Anyway, with this experience, I will never bother Senior Brother Mu again and make you carry me.”
“Hey.”
Mu Fan returned the recommendation letter to him, sighed resignedly, finished packing his luggage, and walked out of the courtyard with his sword in hand.
“The Northernmost Ice Field is far away, even if we travel day and night it will take more than half a month. Who knows what will happen during that time, let's try to hurry up before the harsh winter arrives.”
“Alright.”
Qing Yuan was clever and instantly understood his meaning.
Seeing that he agreed to travel together, Qing Yuan's eyes curved with laughter, and he picked up his own sword and quickly followed.
*
Ten days later.
Between green mountains and rivers, a small boat sailed downstream, like an arrow breaking through the wind and waves.
In the small cabin that could only hold two people, Mu Fan sat cross-legged, his body swaying slightly with the motion of the boat.
Dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, Qing Yuan pulled up the curtain from outside the cabin and peeked inside. Seeing that Mu Fan was still meditating, he glanced at the increasingly dark sky, deep in thought.
“Senior Brother Mu, it's about to rain soon, and Jinling is not far ahead. Shall we temporarily go ashore and find a comfortable inn to rest for the night?”
“Whatever you decide is fine, I don't mind.”
Mu Fan opened his eyes indifferently, feeling the abundant spiritual power in his golden core, and his spirit was invigorated.
His gaze towards the youth was filled with indescribable complexity.
For the past ten days, he had been dreaming of the same Dreamland Immortal Realm every night when the youth was with him.
Having a peaceful night's sleep by the Spirit Lake filled with immortal energy, he would wake up the next day with unprecedented fullness of mana.
After ten consecutive nights, he was already sensing signs of a breakthrough.
He once thought that the late stage of Foundation Establishment was unreachable, at least for several years before he could break through that barrier.
Now, in just ten days and nights, he had surpassed his years of hard cultivation in the Spirit Plants Garden.
He really didn't know what to think.
“Since Senior Brother Mu doesn't object, we'll head to Jinling.”
Qing Yuan lowered the curtain, glanced at the strange shadow following behind the boat to the right, gradually getting closer with the flow of the water.
Chapter end
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