Mistress, I Was Wrong

Dongfang Minghui saw it trembling; one of its legs was shaking so much that it almost knelt down. The other party was obviously very afraid of Seventh Sister. She coughed dryly, "Sleepy Dragon Seal, do you know why Mo Ce arrested you?"

"He is not Mo Ce," Qian Wanyu interrupted her. "Qing Mo said it was an accident caused by two souls competing for the body. The two crossed paths. Sometimes Mo Ce appeared, and sometimes another person did."

It sounded more like a split personality, even scarier than her previous sleepwalking episodes.

The Sleepy Dragon Seal continued to tremble. If Qian Wanyu hadn't been so powerful and consistent, it would have clung to the stone door and never come out. "I don't know—every time, they try their best to catch me."

"It's too dangerous outside; I don't want to go out at all," it added.

"Every time?" Qian Wanyu emphasized, looking at the Sleepy Dragon Seal with a half-smile. The purple thunder and lightning on the surface of the water thunder whip in his hand flowed back and forth, looking very intimidating.

Dongfang Minghui wanted to comfort the Sleepy Dragon Seal, but the other party seemed to prefer death, and Seventh Sister's angry look was truly frightening.

"What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say before that you would only go out once every twenty years? Please explain."

The Sleepy Dragon Seal trembled and took a long time to explain the matter clearly. Not only twenty years ago but also every twenty to thirty years, people always tried to break through the stone door to catch it. It had always assumed that these people were after the treasure hidden in the deep pool. That was until twenty years ago when it was caught by that lunatic, Meng Ruoyu. Listening to the man's muttering, it realized that he was trying to use it to seal the Sleepy Dragon Valley in a place where no one could find it.

"You?" Qian Wanyu seemed skeptical. "For your safety, you'll have to follow me from now on."

The Sleepy Dragon Seal was so frightened that it knelt down, its face a mask of horror, its eyes wider than its own head.

Dongfang Minghui felt a little sorry for the Sleepy Dragon Seal. "Seventh Sister, how about letting it follow me? I was its host before, and it might be more comfortable with me."

Sleepy Dragon Seal who was frustrated and hunched over, suddenly perked up, looking at Dongfang Minghui expectantly.

"But you can't tease me anymore," Dongfang Minghui added.

When the Sleepy Dragon Seal heard this, it remembered the agony it had caused her. "It was because I needed nourishment before, and you didn't know how to provide it," it explained.

Seeing its cowardice, Dongfang Minghui extended her hand, and Tianyin's helmet automatically slipped off, shocking her.

Qian Wanyu seized this opportunity to tie up Mo Ce.

"Little bean sprout, what are you doing?" Dongfang Minghui saw the Tianyin Helmet jump in front of the Sleepy Dragon Seal. The two looked similar; one had a round head, and the other had two round buds on top.

Dongfang Minghui felt an inexplicable sense of joy watching them.

The Sleepy Dragon Seal was also curious. "You should know each other, right?"

"Nope" both replied, shaking their heads. The Sleepy Dragon Seal extended its hand, which was slender and soft like a noodle, and gently touched the little bean sprout. One of the buds shrank back immediately upon being touched.

The touch was different from what it remembered; it was softer than before. The Sleepy Dragon Seal also sniffed its nose, seeming to detect a fragrance.

The little bean sprout shook its head, and the small flower bud that had been touched lowered its head shyly.

Don't ask her how she knew; the two buds of the little bean sprouts have always been like twins. They like to compete and never want to bow their heads, as if doing so would allow the other bud to surpass them.

So Dongfang Minghui felt very strange. She picked up the little bean sprouts again and gently stroked the two small buds.

"Sleepy Dragon Seal, meet little bean sprouts."

"Little Bean Sprout, meet Sleepy Dragon Seal."

The two looked at each other curiously, and Dongfang Minghui guessed that they had probably met late in life and felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Dongfang Minghui looked at Qian Wanyu and casually threw Mo Ce to the ground. "Seventh Sister, what should we do with him?"

Qian Wanyu tightened the rope and said, "We may need someone to watch him. If anything seems off, you'll have to notify us."

Dongfang Minghui suggested, "Seventh Sister, why don't I stay?"

"No, let Little Color stay and watch him."

"Why me?" Little Color emerged from the sea of souls, very dissatisfied. "He's a Dark Element Spiritual Master, Dark Element!"

Both Mo Ce and Wen Renliangzhi have their own auras of death or black mist, which are its nemeses. If we're not careful, big trouble could happen. Little Color shook its head repeatedly, "I don't want to guard him. Just kill him directly."

For a time, Mo Ce became a hot potato.

Qian Wanyu frowned slightly. "It's precisely because he's your nemesis that I want you to stay."

"Huh?" Dongfang Minghui looked confused. "Seventh Sister, what do you mean?"

Little Color understood Qian Wanyu's expression immediately and set a condition thoughtfully. "It's not impossible for me to guard him, but there must be a reward afterwards to appease me."

When Dongfang Minghui saw that Little Color was even blackmailing Seventh Sister, she quickly interjected, "Whatever you want, I can find it for you."

Little Color shook its head. "No, you always bargain with me. I want her to promise me a condition herself."

Dongfang Minghui was so angry that she asked, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Holy medicine."

Qian Wanyu sneered, her cold eyes darkening. "That's a tall order. Let's not even discuss whether there's any holy medicine in Sleeping Dragon Valley; even if there is, I won't give it to you."

Dongfang Minghui didn't know how to persuade her. "Seventh Sister, why don't I stay? If I stay, this guy will naturally stay too."

Little Color was so frustrated that it stomped its feet in place. "Even if there's no holy medicine, at least give me a higher-grade medicinal plant as compensation."

"You can have that," Qian Wanyu agreed immediately.

Little Color heard Qian Wanyu agree so readily and immediately regretted not asking for two more plants.

"This magical plant has such grand ambitions. It wants holy medicine just to improve itself," Qing Mo guessed.

Like the fire lotus found last time, which despite it having different attributes, Little Color still secretly picked the fire lotus without anyone knowing, probably to remove its fire attribute and then swallow it.

Little Color guarded Mo Ce on the shore while Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui dived into the deep pool again. After some thought, Dongfang Minghui finally asked, "Seventh Sister, did you let Little Color guard Mo Ce to let him go?"

Qian Wanyu, swimming outside, listened to Ninth Sister's muffled voice and patiently explained, "Not really, but I suspect Wen Renliangzhi won't tolerate being tied up, let alone being swallowed by Mo Ce. He will definitely try to find the holy medicine before us."

"Huh? Isn't the holy medicine under the deep pool?"

Qian Wanyu smiled enigmatically and did not elaborate.

Dongfang Minghui muttered for a while without receiving a response and became depressed. The two returned to the same spot, watching Toothless stand up and fall down repeatedly.

Dongfang Minghui sighed, "I don't know when Toothless will be able to defeat Senior Phantom. This is a huge undertaking. Seventh Sister, since Senior Phantom is still sparring with Toothless, we might as well go to that place."

Last time they had only peeked at a corner, and seeing it again made their hearts itch as if countless cat paws were scratching them.

Qian Wanyu glanced over quietly and said, "Maybe I can go."

"Why?"

"If my guess is correct, that shadow is the tombkeeper guarding the dragon clan's hiding place. Only those he approves can enter." Clearly, except for Toothless, who had caught the opponent's eye, everyone else was eliminated.

From the beginning, all humans who had broken into Dragon Nest Valley were probably eliminated as well.

This senior may have been waiting for a real dragon for a long time, so when he saw Toothless, he invested so much effort into training it.

Dongfang Minghui obviously didn't believe it and said eagerly, "Seventh Sister, I'm going to go over and have a look. I won't take anything."

Qian Wanyu looked at her with surprise and warned, "Ninth Sister, be careful."

"Okay."

As for what to be cautious of, Seventh Sister probably meant not to touch any mechanisms or the like. Dongfang Minghui proceeded carefully, but before she could cross the boundary, she was blocked by a spiritual force.

Qian Wanyu picked her up, understanding the situation.

Dongfang Minghui found that there were more than one phantom in front of her—ten in total. The ten phantoms stood in their way, posing identically, which made her feel a bit awkward.

"Ahem, Seventh Sister," she scratched her head awkwardly, "What should we do now?"

"You and me need to go together" Qian Wanyu shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of endearment, and set her down. "These phantoms will definitely attack together. You handle three, and I'll take on seven. I'll ask Little White to come out and help you."

After saying that, a white shadow appeared in front of her, and the little white tiger shook its fur majestically.

"Seven—"

Seven seemed too many.

But before she could finish her sentence, she saw Seventh Sister rush over, leaving three shadows for her to deal with. Dongfang Minghui still felt a lot of pressure. She pulled out her silk umbrella and said to Little White, "Little White, let's not embarrass Seventh Sister."

"Roar—"

Chaos ensued under the deep pool. When Little White saw Toothless, he was full of energy but was immediately overwhelmed. Dongfang Minghui couldn't bear to watch, but when she faced the two shadows, the pressure doubled, and she couldn't worry about anyone else.

As for Qian Wanyu, the pressure she faced increased sevenfold, and Qing Mo, who was in the sea of souls, couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Who made you show off."

"Shut up."

At this critical moment, she didn't want to hear any gloating. She watched as the seven phantoms acted in unison, all in the same posture. The pressure she faced continued to mount, and within a few breaths, she was overwhelmed.

Qing Mo, who was in the sea of souls, simply covered his eyes. If this beating continued, Wanyu would definitely end up battered.

Qian Wanyu was knocked to the ground within the time it took to burn an incense stick. Fortunately, the phantoms were still gentlemen; they temporarily stopped when they saw her sit down. Qian Wanyu sat cross-legged, meditated for a bit, and then got up only to be beaten down again. She could fend off one, two, or three hands, but the remaining four, five, six, and seven would land heavy blows on her, regardless of the others.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't focus on everything at once.

"It would be nice if I had seven pairs of hands," she thought.

With this thought, a magic spell automatically appeared in Qian Wanyu's mind. While being beaten, she quickly memorized it. After adjusting her state repeatedly, she managed to fend off seven hands. Suddenly, additional hands appeared behind her, reducing the pressure she felt.

Qing Mo uncovered his eyes after a while, puzzled. "How can she last this long? Wanyu, you've been learning for so long and haven't mastered it. Why did you become enlightened after just one beating?"

It wasn't enlightenment; it was a survival instinct. Her ability to comprehend was incredibly strong. She went from one hand to two, then from two to three…

These extra hands had no spiritual power but could help her block the phantoms' blows. Even so, the number of times she was hit continued to increase.

"Tsk, good thing they didn't slap her in the face," Qing Mo commented. "Otherwise, she'd look like a pig's head."

"Shut up," Qian Wanyu retorted, temporarily blocking Qing Mo. She knew he would only say irritating things, so she focused on her multiple hands technique.

After Dongfang Minghui got rid of two phantoms, she had time to assess the situation. Little White was faring no better than she was, but Seventh Sister was holding her own against seven phantoms.

She looked at it for a while and was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Behind Qian Wanyu, one, two or three hands appeared out of nowhere, attacking from left to right, but they were able to fight on a par with the seven hands of the Seven Shadows. No, there should still be a weakness, but the Seventh sister was working hard to eliminate this weakness.

Dongfang Minghui stood on one side with Little White, quietly watching her tirelessly finish the training, and then fight again after the training. The spirit of endless life and endless fighting made her feel hot.

Seventh Sister is really amazing. She was always able to fight in the midst of understanding, advance in battle, and achieve both understanding and practice.

This model was almost the same with Toothless.

She looked at seventh sister with twinkling eyes, at the illusory hand behind her, and watched her step by step from a weak position slowly overcome the seven phantoms, until Qian Wanyu successfully dispersed one of the phantoms. If there was one dispersed, there must be two after that and it only became easier after that.

"Little White, look, Seventh Sister is so radiant that it's hard to look away," Dongfang Minghui said, her eyes full of love.

"Roar" Little White responded, fixated on Toothless.

After dispersing the seven phantoms, Qian Wanyu felt invigorated. She found Dongfang Minghui and said, "This fight has been enlightening. Ninth Sister, protect me."

"Okay."

Meanwhile, Mo Ce woke up on the bank of the deep pool. Realizing he was tied up, he struggled a bit but found the rope too strong to break. He saw green lights around him and vines lying around. "Is anyone there?" he called out.

Little Color who was busy studying the dragon's head, ignored him.

After Mo Ce called out and received no answer, he stopped struggling and stared quietly at the door.

Little Color was intrigued by the round stones in the dragon's mouth but hesitated to take them. It carefully touched them with its vine branches.

Mo Ce fainted again and woke up a short while later. Seeing the vine branches, he smiled.

"Little Colour?"

Little Color looked stern and withdrew its attention from the round formation stone. Great, the bad guy has shown up. Mo Ce has seen Little Color in person, but he has never spoken much, let alone called out Little Color's name. As for Wen Renliangzhi, he's just an old fool, occupying the bodies of various people, and changing his persona is easy for him and the cues weren't easy to pick up.

To deal with this kind of veteran, Little Color had to work hard.

"Little Color? I know you are here." The smile at the corner of Mo Ce's mouth was actually very beautiful, but paired with the bottomless black pupils and the black mist emanating from his body, he has gone from a delicate and clean person to an evil looking one. His whole person radiated an evil aura, "Don't you want to know where the holy medicine is? If you let me go, I can give you half of the holy medicine."

Little Color glanced at the back of the other person's head with disdain. It was a magic plant with profound knowledge. "Wen Renliangzhi, you are willing to become neither a human nor a ghost for the holy medicine. If you find the holy medicine, will you share half of it with me? As long as you have some IQ no one would believe that you would do this, tell me, why are you calling me, I am very busy."

After saying that, Little Color secretly put the vine into the dragon's mouth, and touched the round stone all over, once and again, and couldn't put it down.

First, draw a big pie for someone to lure them into taking the bait.

Little Color was in a dilemma. It is a well-informed magic plant. How can it behave stupidly and show that it can easily take the bait?

Qian Wanyu's task was really difficult.

"You are right, the holy medicine is useful to me. If possible, I am willing to exchange it for you with another piece of news." Wen Renliangzhi added after a moment, "Of course, I do this in the hope that you can let me go. You won't get anything good if you follow them. You might as well follow me, and I can leave everything else to you except the holy medicine."

The offer seemed to be getting better.

Little Color pondered how to show its cunning side without appearing gullible.

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