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The thoughts in Qinglin's mind lasted only a moment, and he quickly pulled his thoughts back to reality.
"Master, I have prepared my things. I can leave the Motie Mercenary Group with you at any time." Qinglin first greeted Xiao Ling.
Then he looked at Ziyan and said in a soft voice, "Hello, Sister Ziyan, my name is Qinglin. Please take care of me from now on."
Ziyan was very satisfied with Qinglin's attitude. He walked up to Qinglin, patted her shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "You have left this small Motie Mercenary Group with me and Xiao Ling. I will take you to see the world in the future. It will be much happier than staying in this small place."
"Sister Zi Yan, where is your favorite place? Qinglin also wants to go and see it when the time comes."
"Canaan Academy, you know Canaan Academy, there are far more people there than in this small Shimo City, and anyone in the inner courtyard can easily defeat your little leader."
"Canaan Academy? The young master mentioned it to me before, saying that he would take Qinglin there to practice in the future..."
Perhaps because the two looked of similar age, and Zi Yan's personality was like that of a teenage girl, the two soon started chatting together, and seemed to have completely forgotten about Xiao Ling beside them.
Xiao Ling smiled helplessly and, just as Zi Yan was about to speak, interrupted them, saying, "We can talk later. Let's go now. Once we get to Hai Bodong's map shop, we'll let you chat to your heart's content. If we don't hurry back to Mocheng, Old Man Hai won't be able to wait any longer."
Seeing the two women take his words in, Xiao Ling nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room, heading for the open space outside.
Seeing Xiao Ling approach the door, the two women exchanged a glance and followed him, leaving the room.
Seeing that they were both ready, he nodded slightly and said to Qinglin, "Your cultivation is still shallow, and you can't transform your Dou Qi into wings and fly on your own. Let me take you flying."
Qinglin shyly lowered her head and nodded slightly.
Seeing that Qinglin agreed, Xiao Ling walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.
Before Qinglin could react, Xiao Ling had already unfurled his Dou Qi wings and soared towards Mocheng.
Zi Yan, behind him, seeing Xiao Ling's departure, also unfurled her purple Dou Qi wings and followed them closely.
Their figures transformed into streams of golden and purple light, streaking across the sky at breakneck speed.
Pedestrians on the streets of Stone Desert City, witnessing this scene, exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow! Dou Wang masters!"
"I didn't expect two Dou Wang masters to appear in Stone Desert City at once!"
"Did those two Dou Wang masters just fly out from the Motie Mercenary Group?"
"What? Those two
Dou Wangs were resting there?" "What? Those two Dou Wangs joined the Motie Mercenary Group?"
...
Flying through the air, Xiao Ling felt the warmth and softness of her embrace and smiled fondly.
Qinglin, held in Xiao Ling's arms, remained unaffected by the wind currents, which Xiao Ling had used to block.
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Qinglin opened his eyes and took in the scene below. As he soared at breakneck speed, the buildings and shops receded from his sight. As the distance from the ground grew, Shimo City grew smaller and smaller in Qinglin's sight.
This was Qinglin's first time at such a height, but with Xiao Ling by his side, he felt no fear at all.
Feeling the warmth of Xiao Ling's embrace, Qinglin narrowed his eyes, mesmerized, and pressed closer to Xiao Ling's body.
Three tiny white dots within his emerald green pupils grew clearer.
Feeling a little tired, Qinglin slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
...
Because Shimo City wasn't far from Hai Bodong's map shop, Xiao Ling hadn't deployed the Rayquaza.
With Xiao Ling and Zi Yan's full-force flight, the outline of Shimo City soon came into view.
He paid no attention to the surprised glances from the soldiers on the city walls or the residents of Shimo City.
Xiao Ling and Zi Yan rushed straight past the city gates, heading towards Hai Bodong's map shop.
Hai Bodong, intently painting behind the counter, suddenly felt his hand tremble, and a streak of ink stained the paper, clearly unable to paint any further.
"Why hasn't Xiao Ling returned yet? Did he fall into the hands of that woman, Medusa?" Hai Bodong shook his head and shuddered as the thought of Medusa entered his mind.
He narrowed his eyes again, reached out and touched his beard, muttering: "If that kid really falls into Medusa's hands, it will be difficult. But Xiao Ling went to find the Sand Mandragora for me. Although it is just a deal, he can't die here."
With a long sigh, Hai Bodong said to himself: "My old bones can also make a bet. With my connection with the snake people, maybe as long as that kid offers enough benefits, Queen Medusa may let Xiao Ling go."
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in Hai Bodong's eyes, and he said in a serious tone: "There is no child who cries every day, and no gambler who loses every day. The worst case scenario is that I can use my old bones to make a bet. If I win, I will get the Zhongzhou young model, and if I lose, I will work for the snake people!"
At this moment, under Hai Bodong's perception, two familiar auras of Dou Wang quickly approached this place.
Walking to the window, Hai Bodong peered out and saw two golden and purple beams flying towards them.
Seeing this, Hai Bodong exclaimed, "Could it be those two who have returned? Wouldn't that mean I can regain my strength immediately?"
Hai Bodong's expression grew intense, a cheerful smile breaking out across his face. However, for some reason, a nagging feeling lingered within him.
As they slowly approached Hai Bodong's shop, Xiao Ling and Zi Yan gradually slowed down their flight speed. In front of Hai Bodong's shop, they retracted their battle wings and descended from the air.
Qing Lin, in Xiao Ling's arms, had awakened a short while ago. Sensing Xiao Ling's arrival, she reluctantly jumped off him.
Just then, a hearty laugh echoed.
"Hahaha~ Master Xiao Ling, now that you've returned, it seems you've already obtained the Sand Mandala."
The three of them gazed in the direction of the voice. An elderly man, radiating an icy aura, strode out of the map shop.
(End of Chapter)