In fact, Lin Qingyao didn't even need to lure Kuohuang Daoist into using his spiritual power; he had already fallen into the quagmire himself and was sinking deeper and deeper...

  Qī Huáng Dào Rén, at this moment, is operating his own spiritual power, wanting to expel the toxins that have invaded his body. However, Xiǎo Fēng's toxin is not an ordinary toxin; the more he uses his spiritual power to expel it, the faster it seeps into his body.

  At this moment, the dry and yellow Taoist priest was already very difficult to maintain the cold smoke cover, there was no way to hide his own voice, naturally did not dare to open his mouth again, once he opened his mouth, he would definitely expose himself.

  The dry yellow Taoist didn't say a word, and Lin Qingyao had a thread of doubt. Would this dry yellow Taoist have any tricks up his sleeve?

  "Sister, what's wrong with that old cow nose?" Liu Ling asked after waiting for half a day without any attack.

  "He seems to have been poisoned by Xiao Feng... I'm not quite sure..."

  Although Lin Qingyao said uncertainly, and although Liu Ling still didn't understand why Xiao Feng was poisonous, she burst into loud and excited laughter: "Hey, I'm telling you, you old thief, have you finally realized the ferocity of my sisters? If you beg for mercy now, we might just spare your life!"

  Huang Daoist heard Liu Ling's arrogant words, and his voice, which was already urgent due to the poison, became even more irritable, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of blood rushing through his veins.

  In this way, Xiao Feng's toxin ran even faster in Ku Huang Dao Ren's body.

  A chilling mist shrouded the battlefield, and Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling suddenly felt that their vision had cleared up a lot. However, soon after, the chilling mist reappeared, blocking the two people's line of sight once again.

  Lin Qingyao saw this situation and was overjoyed in her heart. This proved that the spiritual power of the withered yellow Taoist had already been cut off!

  Lin Qingyao and Xiao Feng were communicating spiritually, using Xiao Feng to sense the direction of Ku Huang Daoist. He said to Liu Ling: "Southwest! Tianwang Net!"

  Liu Ling heard Lin Qingyao's words and without any hesitation, he threw out the Heaven- Covering Net.

  "Ah, sister! How did you know that this thieving old Daoist was here? I've caught him! I've caught him!" Liu Ling exclaimed excitedly.

  Liu Ling's hands shone with spiritual light as she shouted: "Shrink!"

  The Heaven-Defying Web began to shrink, firmly imprisoning the withered and yellow Daoist within.

  As Liu Ling obtained it, the connection between Ku Huang Dao Ren and Han Yan Zhao also broke off bit by bit. The cold smoke that shrouded the two people suddenly dispersed.

  Lin Qingyao finally saw clearly the old Taoist with a dark complexion.

  "Haha... how did he become a black-robed official?" Liu Ling laughed and said.

  Lin Qingyao couldn't help but laugh at this situation, which was really ridiculous.

  Liu Ling's gaze fell on Xiao Feng's body, with a strong and eager light in his eyes, as if he had seen some kind of treasure.

  "Sister, Xiao Feng is also too formidable!" Liu Ling praised without reservation.

  Lin Qingyao's face was calm, but she looked at Liu Ling with some embarrassment. The fact that Xiao Feng had indeed gained a great advantage now made her feel somewhat guilty towards Liu Ling.

  "Sister... if you like Xiao Feng... then when I get back, I'll dissolve the contract with Xiao Feng and give him to you." Lin Qingyao said this sentence with great difficulty.

  After all, who wouldn't want a powerful demon beast like Xiao Feng?

  Besides, if you want to get in touch with the contract, it will also cause some harm to the master.

  But seeing Liu Ling's pure and true gaze, and thinking of Liu Ling's kindness to her, Lin Qingyao really couldn't bear to secretly give Xiao Feng to Hei.

  Xiao Feng and another small illusory wolf appeared, the price paid by Liu Ling was not one bit less than hers. Logically speaking, Xiao Feng should have half of Liu Ling's share as well.

  Lin Qingyao gritted her teeth and said, "It's fine if we find another good spiritual beast later. If this little spiritual beast causes any rift between me and Liu Ling, it wouldn't be worth it."

  "Tweet, tweet!" The little bird seemed to understand that Lin Qingyao was going to give her away and cried out in discontent.

  Liu Ling hastily waved her hand and said: "Sister, what are you talking about? You've already formed a contract with Xiao Feng. As your senior sister, how can I take something that belongs to you?"

  "But I've caught a cold and taken advantage of the situation..." Lin Qingyao said with shame, the more generous Liu Ling was, the more uneasy she felt in her heart.

  If Liu Ling had declared from the very beginning that she would take Xiao Feng away, Lin Qingyao might not have felt such guilt in her heart, but instead would absolutely not let go of Xiao Feng.

  The so-called "returning a peach with a plum", Liu Ling was good to her, truly treating her as a younger sister to care for, and she naturally also truly regarded Liu Ling as a friend.

  Liu Ling said indifferently, "Little Wind is just poisonous, it's fine against a low-level cultivator like this, but if you really encounter a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I'm afraid it won't have much effect!"

  "Hiss! Hiss!" Little Wind protested with bared teeth and claws, wasn't this a clear sign of looking down on it?

  Liu Ling's words took a sharp turn, and he said with satisfaction: "I'm going to build my foundation later on, Little Wind will be by my side, and it's unlikely that he'll be of any help to me in the future!"

  Liu Ling's words were indeed arrogant, but they were also the truth. Her talent was superior, and with Danxia Sect as her backing, building her foundation was only a matter of time.

  For ordinary people, the rare and precious Zhū Jī Dān, it's likely that Liu Ling's mother had already prepared them for him.

  A large Danxia Sect, relying on the art of alchemy to pass down through the ages, how could it not have a bit of foundation?

  Liu Ling is not usually so arrogant, but today he said such words in order to comfort Lin Qingyao.

  Lin Qingyao understood Liu Ling's kindness and called out: "Sister..."

  Apart from Bao Tong, it seemed that no one had ever been so good to her without any expectations, which made Lin Qingyao, who had grown up in hardship since childhood, feel a warmth in her heart.

  In her heart, she thought that if one day she could really go far on the path of cultivation, she would definitely not forget this simple and sincere girl!

  "Oh dear, junior sister, are you too moved? If you're too moved, then I have a small request... can you satisfy me..." Liu Ling said with blinking eyes.

  Lin Qingyao nodded without hesitation, now she was worried about how to make up for Liu Ling.

  A small wind-like spiritual beast, if it grows up, its future will definitely be boundless. Liu Ling doesn't begrudge Xiao Feng, and for Lin Qingyao, it's really a great favor. Lin Qingyao wants to repay and make up for it from the bottom of her heart.

  Liu Ling pointed at the bowl-like magic treasure that had fallen on the ground and said: "Can I have this?"

  Lin Qingyao looked in the direction that Liu Ling was pointing at, and what she was pointing at was precisely the cold smoke screen that had just caused them a great loss.

  Lin Qingyao smiled and said: "Sister, if you like it, take it away!"

  Liu Ling's hand moved in a flash, and the Cold Smoke Cover was already in her hand. Then, with another wave of her hand, she retrieved the Dust Sweeper and tossed it to Lin Qingyao: "Junior sister, this Dust Sweeper is yours!"

  To mention it, that Cold Smoke Cape is also a medium-grade treasure, similar to this Dust Sweeper. However, it's a treasure with very strange properties, and can be considered a pretty good item.

  Lin Qingyao looked at the duster and said to Liu Ling: "Sister, you take this duster too."

  "I don't want you, this broom is so ugly..." Liu Ling muttered.

  Lin Qingyao was completely speechless, originally thinking that these things were barely enough to compensate for Liu Ling's losses, but she didn't expect Liu Ling to come up with such a sentence, so Lin Qingyao unhesitatingly threw the feather duster into her own storage bag.

  Two of you are here, one word and one phrase, completely disregarding the owners who are still lying on these things with their names and words in order.

  The withered Taoist had a dark complexion, trying to put on a sorrowful expression, but found that the muscles on his face were all numb, even wanting to cry, couldn't shed tears.

  There was only one pair of eyes, unwilling to turn away, and if the gaze were substantial, it would have dug out two pieces of flesh from Liu Ling and Lin Qingyao by now.

  Liu Ling's eyes widened as he glared at the withered Taoist, saying viciously: "What are you looking at? You're already our prisoner now!"

  Lin Qingyao reached out and retrieved a dry yellow Daoist's storage bag from the gap in the sky-covering net.

  She had to admit that she was a bit naughty doing this, and it seemed that being with Liu Ling for so long had made her more lively.

  She now wants to divide this bandit's things in front of him, and suffocate him! Lin Qingyao thought revengefully.

  There is also a dry yellow Taoist's spiritual imprint on the storage bag. Except for the dry yellow Taoist lying on the ground, no one can take things out of it unless they erase the spiritual imprint above...

  Lin Qingyao looked at the dusty storage bag in her hand, raised an eyebrow, and smiled into a crescent shape. Her consciousness suddenly surged out, and before long, Lin Qingyao's hand rose, and some scattered objects poured out from it.

  Lin Qingyao, although she is now only at the 7th level of Qi Refining, her divine consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Even compared to those who have reached the 10th level of Qi Refining, hers is still superior.

  It's easy to erase the divine mark on the storage bag.

  Liu Ling looked at Lin Qingyao with surprise and couldn't help but praise her: "Junior sister, you're really amazing!"

  The withered Taoist lying on the ground, those eyes were still usable, after seeing Lin Qingyao's movements, his face turned even greener! This female cultivator, could actually open his storage bag, wasn't it not what he saw? Was she just a Qi Refining Seventh Layer female cultivator? Or was her cultivation hidden?

  Thinking of this, Huang Dao Ren couldn't help but feel exhausted.

  The withered yellow-robed man did not expect that someone's divine consciousness would be so much stronger than his own actual cultivation.

  But now, no matter what he thinks, it's already too late! Now he is trapped here, falling into the hands of these two yellow-haired girls... Huang Dao Ren feels that today, he may not be able to escape this disaster.