Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 628 The Power of the Tree Spirit in the Northern Region!

"I hope that you, senior, can help me merge the upper and lower realms and complete the task of forging the realm."

After briefly discussing his plans with Shang Ling, Xue Lan bowed to the woman, his gray eyes filled with determination.

The illusion behind them gradually dissipated, and all the sounds in the East Sea seemed to be swallowed up by the giant beast in an instant.

However, Xue Lan's wide robe sleeves were swaying slightly, reminding everyone that time had not stopped.

Shang Ling looked into Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes and spoke softly:

"If you insist on doing this, you will not have a good end."

Lord Fusang's words were direct, but Xue Lan had heard similar things many times before, having already made her way this far in her plan.

Lord Wolf turned around and glanced at the crowd behind him.

The inner demon Xue Tong and Lu Feng remained calm and composed, while Sui Xin frowned steadily.

Qiu Yinzhen and Awu looked surprised. Zhu He…

Zhu He was hitting his head repeatedly.

"Stop knocking!"

Lord Wolf rushed forward and grabbed his silly junior brother's hand.

"If you keep banging on it, you'll go crazy."

"Sister..."

Zhu He looked at Xue Lan, who seemed to want to cry but dared not:

“I think there might be something wrong with my spiritual practice, and I’ve damaged my ears.”

"It's not broken!"

Xue Lan tiptoed and patted Zhu He's head:

"Everything you heard is true."

General Zhu, who had been fighting fiercely on the desolate battlefield, felt as if the sky had fallen. He grabbed Xue Lan's sleeve and his mind raced at an unprecedented speed:

"Senior sister..." The young man spoke haltingly, finally uttering five words:

"Does Xiao Wu know?"

Xue Lan's expression changed slightly.

Well, this kid has learned to accurately report things!

Lord Wolf King shook off Zhu He's hand without changing his expression:

"Xiao Wu doesn't know."

Zhu He felt a glimmer of hope, but Xue Lan extinguished it in an instant.

"I'll tell her when I get back this time."

"Senior sister, you can't!"

The youth protested and spoke out:

"Xiao Wu really likes you!"

"And Auntie... without you..."

Without you, Auntie has no home.

The young man didn't say the second half of his sentence, but Xue Lan already knew.

She knew Zhu He well; she could guess what her silly junior brother would say and do in a second.

Lord Wolf slowly walked up to Shang Ling, his expression unchanged:

“Senior…if the demons truly conquer the Yuanming Realm, Xue Lan will not have a good end either.”

Every demon beast, every high-ranking demon, and that lofty Demon God.

Everyone hoped that Xue Lan would die a horrible death.

Xue Lan looked at Shang Ling and revealed a strange, manic smile:

"Since we're all going to die a horrible death anyway, why not choose a way that makes the demon god suffer?"

Shang Ling was struck by the madness in Xue Lan's expression. The woman slowly spoke:

"What if even death won't bring a good outcome?"

Xue Lan seemed stumped by the question and immediately became dejected.

The silence over the East China Sea was broken by their conversation, and the salty sea breeze once again caressed Xue Lan's sleeves.

"Senior, your words are really hurtful..."

A woman's somewhat aggrieved voice reached her ears, and Shang Ling suddenly saw a thin red line fall before her eyes...

Then came the second, the third... and countless more...

Xue Lan, covered in red threads of cause and effect, stood quietly before her, her tone light and cheerful:

"How could someone who has everyone's expectations be so easily defeated?"

"senior……"

Xue Lan quickly stepped forward, grabbed Shang Ling's sleeve, her round eyes full of laughter, and her two large white ears fluttering.

"Heaven cannot control my fate." Xue Lan blinked.

"I've always been lucky!"

The love for furry things completely defeats the spirit of plants.

Fifteen minutes later, Xue Tong looked at Shang Ling touching Xue Lan's ear and thought to herself.

Both Lord Qingliu of Yandu and Fusang of the East Sea were deceived by the seemingly harmless appearance of the evil wolf king.

Once you enter the abyss, there's no turning back.

The girl gently stroked the soul guide's shoulder twice with her fingertips.

The little girl turned to look at Xue Tong:

"Sister, do you also want to touch the Emperor?"

Having been seen through, Xiaotong tried her best to hide it:

No, not at all.

"I'm just a little bored..."

"What? Where did you say?"

Just as Xue Tong was trying to come up with some excuses, Xue Lan, who was not far away, suddenly screamed and then jumped to the ground in a few steps, transforming into human form:

"You said the power of the tree spirits of Fusang is entirely in the Northern Region River!!!"

"Yes!"

Shang Ling forced a smile to hide it, but her shoulders were still trembling.

"Otherwise, how do you think... Shang Xun managed to swap your demonic body out of the Thousand Realms of Ghosts?"

"Good good!"

Xue Lan gritted her teeth and nodded:

"He Zhui, you really are my good friend!"

Seeing Xue Lan's somewhat deranged expression, A Wu silently took a step back.

Awu: Should we inform the Lord? Lord Changjun looks very angry.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Xue Lan, who had been facing away from the girl, suddenly turned around and looked at her:

"Awu!"

Awu flinched for a moment, then slowly raised her hand to indicate that she was there.

"Don't tell He Zhui, or I'll stop liking you!"

Awu nodded obediently.

I'm sorry, my lord, even you are afraid of the person A-Wu is afraid of...

After a series of wails, Xue Lan sat listlessly on a small stool, looking ashen-faced as if she had just been pulled from the underworld.

"It seems I have no choice but to return to the Northern Region before breaking through this boundary."

"That's fine!"

Lord Wolf's listless state lasted only a few breaths before he was fully recovered and back to his energetic self.

Then, when she looked up, she saw Xue Tong raising her hand as if to touch the tip of her ear.

Lord Wolf flinched and quickly raised his hands to cover his two large, snow-white ears:

"What do you want to do?"

Little Tong, having failed to touch Lord Wolf, reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"It's not that I'm stingy."

"It's just me who can't."

Xue Lan looked at the angry girl and was speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, this door must not be opened, or the whole world will reach in!

Xue Tong thought that if Xue Lan wouldn't let her touch him, then the inner demon wouldn't be out of the question.

They're all fuzzy, and the black and white ones should feel about the same.

Thinking of this, Xiaotong put the Soul Guide aside and turned to look at the enormous inner demon behind her.

The inner demon was tired of the Wolf King's deceitful act and was now sleeping with its huge wolf head buried in its tail, dreaming of the endless glaciers of the Northern Region.

Then suddenly I felt a chill down my back.

The huge black wolf head suddenly rose up, meeting Xue Tong's malicious gaze.

Do you think this is right?

A few breaths later, the inner demon, who was being held in Xue Tong's arms and had its ears rubbed, looked at the smiling Wolf Lord and said resentfully:

Why do I always get dragged into trouble whenever you cause trouble?

"Because you are me!"

The Wolf Lord, who had originally intended to sacrifice himself again for Miss Xiaotong, couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the inner demon:

"We are of the same bloodline, you are my greatest inner demon."

The inner demon touched its head with its claw: This Xue Lan is so cheesy and disgusting! I want to hit her.

When not facing the demons, Xue Lan was always adept at avoiding danger and seeking good fortune. Seeing that her inner demon was in a bad mood, she immediately turned to look at Shang Ling, and in an instant, her fingertips retreated several steps, her steps incredibly smooth.

"A habitual fugitive."

Xue Tong, who was rubbing the soft, big ears of the inner demon, gave a sharp comment, which made the little black wolf in her arms look up at her.

"It's rare that you don't blindly believe."

Xue Tong patted her head:

"Okay, stop talking. You're cutest when you're not talking."

The inner demons learned their lesson and obediently kept quiet.

While Xue Tong and her inner demon were bickering, Xue Lan, who had walked out smoothly, stood in front of Shang Ling with calm, unwavering eyes, like a deep well.

Wu Jin, who had been standing behind Shang Ling, changed her expression slightly.

The wolf king is looking at her.

Wu Jin had some doubts.

Could it be that she has a place in Lord Wolf King's earth-shattering plan?

The facts proved her intuition correct.

The eccentric and willful wolf lord stared at her for a few moments before slowly speaking, his tone carrying a hint of flattery:

"Senior Jinwu, Xue Lan has a small favor to ask of you."

A little favor?

Wu Jin and Shang Ling in front of her exchanged a glance, seeing the same distrust in each other's eyes.

The Wolf Lord, who is willing to accept matters related to world forging, would never mention a small favor.

I'm afraid that if I make a move, I'll offend seven or eight people.

Thinking this to herself, but out of respect for Shang Ling and the deceased Jinwu Wuda, Wu Jin still answered Xue Lan's question:

"What's the matter?"

"this!"

Wu Jin saw the Wolf King turn around happily, grab the young man who had just called him "Senior Sister," and drag him before the Golden Crow:

“This child has a naturally hidden spiritual root, making it difficult to control his spiritual energy and hindering his cultivation. I hope to borrow your blazing sun flames to help him fuse his spiritual root.”

"Use the blazing sun's flames... to fuse with a spiritual root?"

Before Wu Jin could respond, Shang Ling spoke first:

"The matter of a mere hidden spiritual root is not a difficult problem for you to solve. Why insist on using such a dangerous method that has never been seen before or will never be seen again?"

The woman looked Zhu He up and down:

"Is this really your junior brother and not your enemy?"

"Of course not." Xue Lan quickly waved her hand in denial. A sly smile appeared in her gray-white eyes.

"Junior brother is not an enemy, and Xue Lan is not crazy."

"Xue Lan had already tried the method of tempering spiritual roots with strange fire for him."

"you?"

Shang Ling was startled. When she looked at Xue Lan again, she could see that there was something wrong with the person's spiritual root, as if it had been fused long ago.

Recalling the Bifang Fire that Xue Lan had used before, Shang Ling couldn't help but speak:

"He broke the law himself and still says he's not crazy."

The woman's voice carried a teasing tone, which made Zhu He, who had been standing behind Xue Lan, feel a tightness in his chest.

The young man lowered his head slightly, trying hard not to cry, his fingernails digging into his palms without him even realizing it.

He was very tall; when he was eleven, he easily surpassed Xue Lan, and even with his head down, he could see Xue Lan's entire body.

His senior sister never grew up.

Having been in the cultivation world for several years, Zhu He watched his aunt grow up, watched Lian Chuan grow up, and watched Xiao Wu become more and more composed and calm.

But his senior sister will always remain the same in his memory, a tiny little girl.

Just as Xue Lan was about to argue that being certain about something doesn't make someone crazy, a large hand landed on her shoulder.

The Wolf King slowly turned his head and saw his junior brother, who looked like a wronged big dog.

"Oh, you're crying?" Xue Lan reached out and poked Zhu He's shoulder.

"Remember to be filial to your senior sister from now on, okay?"

"Hmm." Zhu He nodded listlessly.

"I'll cook for you every day from now on."

A pure and warm smile appeared on Xue Lan's face:

"sure!"

The woman tapped Zhu He's shoulder, deliberately lowering her voice:

"But remember, your senior sister is a wolf, she eats meat."

Zhu He was amused by Xue Lan's words, and the gloom in his heart dissipated considerably. His worries about Xue Lan's actions gradually subsided.

The young man looked at Wu Jin and spoke solemnly:

"Lord Jinwu, Zhuhe is willing to give it a try."

Looking at the resolute expression on the young man's face, Wu Jin finally couldn't help but sigh and look at Xue Lan:

"Like attracts like."

Xue Lan looked at her with a quiet gaze;

"Is this a compliment, senior?"

Jinwu looked at Xue Lan's resentful expression, as if she were about to throw a tantrum in the East Sea if she said no.

"It is."

Xue Lan immediately beamed with joy. The woman took out several blueprints from her wide robe sleeves, handing a thick, neat stack to Wu Jin.

"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Golden Crow."

The armed police officer took the blueprints and glanced at them for a moment before a clear, soothing voice rang out:

"Truly worthy of being called the greatest genius in the Northern Region in ten thousand years."

"Even divine beasts like us couldn't do what you did."

"Thank you for the compliment!" Xue Lan nodded proudly, then turned and winked at the inner demon in Xue Tong's arms:

"Senior Jinwu tempered my junior brother's spiritual root, and I am sending my inner demon to protect you and set up the formation."

Wu Jin knew that Xue Lan's actions stemmed from her distrust of her, but she didn't say anything.

Although she was a unique divine beast in the world, she also knew that the demon race liked to protect the younger generation of their clan.

This Wolf King of the Northern Region is the most outstanding among them.

Having received Xue Lan's assignment, the inner demon could finally escape Xue Tong's clutches under this legitimate pretext. She nimbly jumped from Xue Tong's arms to Zhu He's shoulder, whispering in Xue Lan's ear:

"Don't think I don't know you want to get rid of me."

After saying that, it stretched out its paw and touched the big white ear on Xue Lan's head.

"So what?"

Xue Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and reached out to touch the inner demon's tail:

"You're just a demon in your heart, don't overstep the mark."

Inner demon: Why don't you say it's overstepping your bounds when you're ordering me around? Why don't you say it's overstepping your bounds when you're making me work myself to the bone?

She uttered the new word she had learned from Xue Tong with resentment:

"Double standards."

After saying this, the inner demon slapped Zhu He on the back of the head:

"Big dummy, let's go."

Zhu He's questioning gaze fell on Xue Lan, and he saw her senior sister nod slightly, her expression showing a mixture of doting and helplessness.

Zhu He understood and left with his inner demons and Wu Jin to refine his spiritual roots.

Only after the three disappeared into the light sea mist did Xue Lan look at Shang Ling again.

The woman's voice was no longer as gentle as before; it carried a hint of coldness.

"Senior, I have another request."

"This junior wishes to visit the Ruins..."

"why?"

Shang Ling asked, somewhat puzzled.

Xue Lan recounted the events at Jin Yue Lake to Shang Ling in detail.