His Highness the Crown Prince Always Wants to Marry Me

Chapter 359: A Bunch of Trash

Gu Yan’s heart energy enhanced Yu Qing Qian, making her indeed escape much faster.

But the elderly man from the Leng Clan was a Spriit Emperor after all, so he caught up quickly.

Gu Yan felt that the person behind them was chasing relentlessly. Although Yu Qing Qian would stimulate the growth of trees to resist for a moment each time, but if this continued, she’d definitely be caught as soon as her spiritual energy was exhausted.

His eyes darkened and he said: “Xiao Qing Qing, if he really catches up to us, I’ll put him into the small pagoda.”

Gu Yan was trapped inside the small pagoda—although he hadn’t refined it to become its owner, but he could still control it to suck people in, just like what he did with Yu Qing Qian before.

Yu Qing Qian furrowed her brows and said, “Master, what price do you have to pay to trap someone at Spirit Emperor level in the small pagoda?”

Gu Yan was trapped inside the small pagoda—he had lost his spiritual energy and couldn’t use his cultivation base. His heart energy was also limited. It would definitely not be easy to trap a person at Spirit Emperor cultivation base in the pagoda.

Gu Yan heard the concern of his precious disciple and smiled nonchalantly: “Trapping him in the small pagoda for a year, I’ll just have to pay the price of sleeping for ten years. Better than being killed by him.”

Yu Qing Qian felt a little sad when she heard his comforting words. For someone like Gu Yan, who had been lonely for a thousand years and finally managed to see the outside world through her, it must be uncomfortable to sleep for ten years.

“No, we still have a chance. Master, I don’t want you to fall asleep.” Yu Qing Qian rejected Gu Yan’s decision without hesitation.

When Gu Yan heard her determination, the icy lake in his heart that had been frozen for a long time seemed to be warmed by sunshine, “Don’t try to be brave no matter what, it’s just sleeping at most, your life is more important than anything else.”

Yu Qing Qian pressed her lips tightly, and a warm current flowed through her heart. This was the true experience of life-or-death between master and disciple.

“Since I dare to fish, then I naturally won’t use my life as bait.”

Originally in Yu Qing Qian’s plan, the Leng Clan would probably act, but she still underestimated the Leng Clan’s determination to kill her.

While escaping, Yu Qing Qian communicated with the two spiritual plants in the spiritual plant space. There was only one way after being caught. At most, she’d be seriously injured. Either way, she had the ability to heal herself, so she’d recover quickly.

If they trapped that person in the small pagoda for a year, but Master couldn’t use his cultivation base, what if something unexpected happened?

Yu Qing Qian clenched her fists. No matter what, she couldn’t let her Master pay the price of ten years of sleep to save her.

The two of them chased and escaped like this for half a day. Each time the spiritual energy in Yu Qing Qian’s body was depleted by half, she’d take out a potion to replenish it, making the elderly man behind her gnash his teeth.

His eyes revealed a bit of unwillingness, and he finally sighed and released a signal firework.

A middle-aged man that sat cross-legged on a grassland not far from the mountain furrowed his brows when he saw the signal firework in the sky.

“So many people and they can’t even catch a little girl?” The middle-aged man snorted, slightly displeased: “What a bunch of trash.”

After muttering to himself, a translucent plant appeared in front of him, then teleported to the vicinity of the hunched elderly man.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he saw the hunched elderly man crazily chasing a figure. He casually glanced in front of him and asked in a reproachful tone: “What’s going on? You can’t even catch up to a Spirit Marshal girl, how embarrassing.”

When the hunched elderly man saw the middle-aged man arriving, he was relieved while also furious, wanting to tear Yu Qing Qian in front of him into thousands of pieces.