Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 543 Grand yet incomplete

At this moment, the students of the Devouring Dao system were gathered together, discussing in hushed tones.

"That pervert Ying Linlin, I don't know where he went. The academy said we would gather at eight o'clock this morning, and now the sun is high in the sky. The opening of the ruins is just around the corner, where is he?"

"It's good that they're gone." A male student with a small mustache and slicked-back hair parted in the middle snorted, "It would be best if they were dead!"

Others disagreed: "Bagayalu, you can't say that. We're still poisoned by him. What will happen to our poison if he dies?"

"Heh." The male student named Baga Yalu let out a cold laugh, his small eyes narrowing slightly.

During the trial in the secret realm, Ying Linlin's mixed-blood identity was exposed. Under the protection of a little gray cat, he used the Devouring Law to devour the inner core of the giant ice dragon in the cave, thus inheriting the ice dragon's icy poison.

They devoured the survivors of the Daoist system, and they were all bitten by Ying Linlin.

Only his blood can alleviate this cold poison.

Previously, they were well-behaved and did not reveal Ying Linlin's mixed-race identity, and Ying Linlin had been donating blood on time every month.

But he'd had enough of this life of being controlled by others!

As luck would have it, a mysterious force secretly contacted him, and these mysterious people would also be involved in this exploration of the ruins.

They really like Ying Linlin, who is of mixed race.

As for the poison in Ying Linlin's body?

That giant ice dragon was not originally a creature of this place; it was a local specialty of the mysterious people's hometown.

These mysterious people can cure this mere minor poison with ease.

Following the main group, we headed towards the entrance of the ruins.

Baga Yalu has been diligently searching for the mysterious person.

Finally! He saw five or six masked figures standing among the group of wandering masters.

His eyes lit up.

They're here! Those mysterious people have really come!

My heart was pounding with excitement.

“I’ll tell you something,” Bagaya said, pulling two classmates close and whispering, “I have a way to cure Ying Linlin’s poison.”

"Huh?" The two students looked up in surprise.

"real or fake?"

"Don't try to fool us."

Seeing their skeptical looks, Baga Yalu became impatient: "It's more real than my bag!"

An excited voice came from behind: "Then tell me, what's the method?"

"Hehehe, this classmate really trusts me, Baga Yalu. Let me tell you, I've met some peerless experts who want to hunt down hybrids. We can use them to take care of Ying Linlin!"

The excited voice grew even more excited: "But if we kill him, how do we detoxify him?"

"Hehehe, you guys don't know this, do you? The poison of that mere Frost Giant Dragon is used as a dipping sauce for dumplings in the hometowns of those peerless experts. They can cure this poison with ease!"

"Oh? Where are those peerless experts?"

"Hehehe, I just saw them. They're mixed in with the group of wandering powerhouses. In a bit, we'll surrender to them and then lead Ying Linlin to them."

At this point, Baga Yalu gritted his teeth in hatred: "That hateful Ying Linlin, that cowardly coward who's afraid of death, he even tried to avoid exploring this ruin. Otherwise, I would have made sure he died here today!"

The next moment, he cried out in pain, feeling a sharp blow to the head.

Baga Yalu angrily retorted, "Are you crazy? Why did you hit me?"

That wasn't the end of it; then, he was hit on the head again and again.

"Ouch!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Turning around, she saw the person behind her with an extremely beautiful face. Who else could it be but Ying Linlin herself?

"Come and bury me! I am right in front of you, come!"

Baga Yalu's face turned deathly pale instantly.

The two classmates he was hugging immediately trembled and knelt down on the spot.

He raised his hands in pleading, "Brother Ying, we... we heard everything, but we didn't do anything!"

Ying Linlin's chest heaved with anger. He turned his head and saw Qin Youyou in the Holy Light Knights department, chatting with her grandparents and even giving him a wink. His heart immediately calmed down.

God truly manifests in countless forms and is omnipresent...

With Brother Flying Stick in charge, what is he afraid of?

A pair of beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "Heh, you stupid thing who doesn't even know it. In a moment, open your dog eyes wide and see what kind of relationship I have with those 'peerless experts'!"

Upon hearing his words, a sense of doubt arose in Baga Yalu's flustered mind.

What do you mean?

What exactly did Ying Linlin mean by those words?

The gates to the ruins have been fully opened, and one after another, all the capable people in the entire Second Heaven are rushing in.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating the emergence of this largest relic in the history of the Second Heaven, wondering what treasures were hidden inside.

Qin Youyou followed leisurely behind the grandparents of the Holy Light Knights, looking up at the gate of the ruins, which rumbled up to a height of nearly a thousand meters above her head.

The crowd below it looked like tiny specks of dust.

If this heavy door were to suddenly fall, who knows how many people it would crush to death instantly.

She took a deep breath, concealing her strength and divine might, and continued to surge deeper into the ruins with the crowd.

I wondered if my last, incomplete piece of soul would be found here.

Xuanming, who was at the forefront of the group, flew through the initial darkness and passed through a colorful and enormous portal of light. Finally, he could see the scene inside the ruins.

Here, it is both grand and dilapidated.

He looked up, his pupils trembling, a shock he had never felt before welling up inside him. He didn't even dare to breathe, let alone fly again.

They landed cautiously, their toes barely touching the ground, and slowly walked inside.

Even the slightest sound of footsteps was enough to startle him.

The moment you step into this place, you can feel that the laws of time and space are disordered.

The massive rock corridor was covered with cracks, as if it had been shaken by a tremendous force.

The chaotic stones floated in mid-air, drifting and shifting slowly in all directions, seemingly influenced by some unknown force.

The light, shining from an unknown source, cast distorted and irregular spots of light on the corridor.

The corridor is carved with some ornate but blurry reliefs covered with thick dust. The figure of a young girl can be vaguely seen. She is holding the sun. She is in the clouds, in the fields, and at sea.

Xuanming wanted to reach out and wipe it to see the contents of the reliefs, but then felt that it would be too presumptuous and respectfully withdrew his hand.

"Do not act rashly, do not act rashly."

He bowed his head, clasped his hands together, and paid homage to the reliefs.