1097: Chapter 323: Twenty-Seven Heads 1097: Chapter 323: Twenty-Seven Heads Old Monk!
Qing’s eyes lit up.
He didn’t recognize the old monk and couldn’t contact him, but Tai Zu certainly could!
He stepped forward and flew up, ready to leave, when he saw a beam of light coming from Cloud Illumination.
It landed in his hand and transformed into a Symbol.
“This is a Beast Doctor Symbol.
If the situation turns dire, you can find Ma Shi Empress’s People in the Mystery Huang World.
With this symbol, you can ask for treatment once without cost!”
Emperor Ma Shi was the founder of all beast doctors across the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Even Dragon Ancestor had sought his medical expertise, and his descendants did not tarnish their ancestor’s reputation.
Their medical skills would surely be excellent.
In the matter of treating illnesses, having an extra option is always extremely beneficial!
Qing nodded, sending a grateful look.
Xuan Bird shook its head, indicating that politeness between them was truly unnecessary.
“I will search for Emperor Ma Shi here.
If I am certain that he is not in the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, I will go out and search elsewhere.”
Qing nodded, holding Princess Snow tightly.
He stomped his foot, and with a flutter of his wings behind him, he turned into a streak of light, rushing outward.
Watching Qing’s swiftly disappearing figure, Feng Si gasped softly and turned to look at Xuan Bird.
The escape method Qing had used to fly away was that of the Xuan Bird tribe’s Divine Skills, wasn’t it?
Divine Skills were not Magic skills, and without the corresponding bloodline, it would be impossible to cultivate them.
He glanced at Qing’s retreating figure and then at his spouse, blinking in astonishment.
A streak of blue light unfolded in front of Qing, blocking the howling wind.
His form blurred, and he flew away in an instant.
A fox popped out a small figure from atop Princess Snow’s head, looking around: “Hey!
This isn’t the way out, is it?”
To find the old monk, shouldn’t we leave the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky?
The main gate isn’t here!
However, Qing, as if deaf to these words, held Princess Snow, who was almost unconscious, and charged forward undeterred.
With the Mountain Divine God Seal above his head exuding a fierce aura, no one dared to block his way.
While speeding, he manifested his Peacock True Body, securing Princess Snow on his back.
With a shake of his wings, his speed increased even more.
The Xuan Bird escape method worked even better when performed with the Peacock Body.
The speed was almost akin to spatial teleportation, yet Qing felt it was too slow.
Princess Snow’s condition was too dire.
Two opposing forces collided within her, constantly damaging her body each moment.
In between, an unyielding Buddha Force punctuated her condition, which, if continued, not even a True Immortal could withstand!
“Hey, hey!
You really took the wrong way.” The fox shouted as they reached the boundary of the Wind Creation Tower, where even the barriers were clearly visible…
As it was shouting, Qing retracted his wings and, like a shooting arrow, directly smashed through the barrier and out.
The fox immediately panicked.
“Sister Frog, save us!” That outside the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky was the Dark Tide!
Even Immortals would die if they entered!
As it shouted, a green claw holding a hairpin emerged from within Qing, scattering golden light that drove away the surging Dark Tide.
The toad flipped its claw, placing the hairpin among the feathers on Qing’s head before retreating.
This hairpin belonged to Su Huanian; Qing had worn it all the way to Taihe Palace to meet Tai Zu.
Inside Qing’s Inner World, the toad remained silent, turning its belly pocket completely inside out.
All treasures floated around it, countless and magnificent.
Although Princess Snow often bullied it, the toad, large-hearted as it was, could not ignore her plight.
Asking for a favor required complete propriety.
This part could be considered a consultation fee, this part could be herbs that might be needed…
The fox blinked, looking at the hairpin on Qing’s head, then at the expelled Dark Tide, astonished beyond words.
Qing sped along, flying higher and higher.
His gaze could not pierce through the Dark Tide to see Taihe Palace.
Feeling the fairy on his back turning from cold to burning hot, Qing screamed out with a hoarse voice, “Ancestor!”
His voice carried in all directions, but there was no response.
Only two mechanical, zombie-like creatures approached, but he incinerated them to ash with a burst of Phoenix True Fire.
“Ancestor!” Qing called again.
Tai Zu’s Taihe Palace in the Mystery Yellow Cave moved at will, but its current location was unknown.
“Green Flower, where is Baiyun Palace?”
In this era, Baiyun Palace and the White Tiger Ruin still existed.
There was a Baiyin Consciousness Body inside, wasn’t there?
A thought occurred to Qing as the toad spoke: “If you estimate by Xuan Bird’s speed, roughly thirty years!”
Qing fell silent.
Thirty years would be too late.
“Tai Old Turtle!” Qing shouted to the sky.
The Dark Tide around remained unchanged, only zombie-like figures loosely moved within it.
“If you don’t come out now, I will reveal the size and shape of your Turtle Eggs to everyone!”
Qing had returned to human form, holding Princess Snow in his arms, panting heavily.
Princess Snow’s condition worsened, her entire body burning as if it were a charcoal oven, eyes tightly shut, sinking into unconsciousness.
Only in Qing’s arms did she seem a bit more stable.
As Qing loudly threatened, an aged voice came from behind: “Little Turtle, has the Ancestor of the future become kind-hearted, no longer punishing turtles?”
Who gave you the guts to talk to your own Ancestor like that?
Hearing the familiar voice, Qing immediately brightened up, turned his head, and saw an indescribably colored Old Turtle quietly floating in the midst of the Dark Tide.
Unlike him, the Old Turtle did not rely on a magical treasure to repel the Dark Tide.
Instead, the Dark Tide seemed fearful, rolling away as hard as it could, not daring to approach Tai Zu even slightly.
“Ancestor!” A wave of emotion surged through Qing’s heart, and he grinned broadly in a silly smile.
Although his encounters with Tai Zu were few, for some reason, Tai Zu gave him a sense of security that no one else could—a feeling of fearlessness, even if the sky were to fall.
“Ancestor!
My wife!” Qing pushed the ailing Princess Snow forward slightly, urgency in his voice.
Tai Zu glanced at her, his gaze seemingly piercing through Princess Snow to the dark Qi above her and shook his head slightly, “I’m aware, but I cannot come close to that force right now, nor can I intervene.”