He really couldn’t figure out why Ye Xuan would lead them straight to the entrance of Hengduan Mountain.
Now that Hengduan Mountain hadn’t even opened, wasn’t entering it at this moment akin to seeking death?
However, he was well aware that Huang Yue, being a worldly man of the Mountain God Dao, had extensive experience with mountains. Huang Yue definitely knew how dangerous this action was, but why was Huang Yue still closely following Ye Xuan?
Song Qilin really wanted to ask Huang Yue what exactly was going on.
But with everyone watching this scene, even if Huang Yue knew something, he definitely wouldn’t tell him.
With this thought, Song Qilin said nothing more and followed, riding his sword behind them.
This action immediately caused a stir among the crowd.
The behavior of Ye Xuan and the others was already baffling enough.
Now even Song Qilin had followed. What did this mean?
"What is Young Master Ye doing?!"
On the other side, Duan Jingcong from the Sacred Land of Qing Hong was somewhat panicked.
Rourou was still following in Ye Xuan’s group!
Duan Jingcong was desperately anxious inside. He really wanted to stop Ye Xuan, but considering the events of the previous day, he ultimately chose to trust Ye Xuan.
He believed that Ye Xuan would definitely not act recklessly.
There must be his own unique reasoning behind it.
With this in mind, Duan Jingcong suppressed the urge to intervene and kept his eyes fixed on the scene.
Even when disciples from the Qing Hong Sacred Land asked him about Rourou, he kept his mouth shut.
The contingent from the Red Sparrow Institute, including Lei Mingze, An Xueyao, Ye Qingyue, Leng Hongmi, and Ruan Mengyue, had all arrived.
At that moment, seeing what Ye Xuan was doing, they were all stunned.
Ye Qingyue furrowed her brows and muttered,
"Has this guy gone crazy? Just walking over like that?"
Ye Qingyue bit her silver teeth and then shouted loudly, "Ye Xuan, don’t be foolish, you’ll die if you go over like that!"
Her words indeed caused many to glance sideways.
It seemed everyone was wondering why Ye Qingyue, the Red Sparrow Saintess, would remind Ye Xuan.
Could there be some relationship between the two?
Among the crowd, Lin Feiyan, who had been sneering at Ye Xuan’s suicidal action, suddenly froze his smile and his eyes darkened when he heard Ye Qingyue’s shout.
"What’s going on, isn’t Ye Qingyue supposed to have a grudge against Ye Xuan? Why would she remind him out loud?" Lin Feiyan was puzzled.
He knew that initially, when Ye Xuan had detained Leng Hongmi, Ye Qingyue’s projection had arrived looking for trouble with Ye Xuan, leading to a confrontation.
Moreover, he had also heard that at the Mo family’s Heavenly Pride Festival, Ye Xuan had been disrespectfully brazen in front of many elites, declaring that he would make Ye Qingyue a maid.
And this had greatly angered Ye Qingyue.
There should be enmity between them.
Yet now, Ye Qingyue was kindly reminding Ye Xuan?
Lin Feiyan had set his sights on Ye Qingyue back during the time at the Sun Swallowing Sect, but in addition to proving himself at Hengduan Mountain, another goal was to win over Ye Qingyue.
Now, it seemed he might die before achieving his goals?
And the person cutting him off was Ye Xuan!
"This guy, truly my lifelong nemesis!" Lin Feiyan’s heart, which had barely calmed down, now fluttered with agitation once again.
Apart from Lin Feiyan, another person was also very displeased.
That was the Saint Heir of the Six Demon Sect, Golden Peng.
Everyone in the East Desolate knew that he, Golden Peng, had long set his eyes on Ye Qingyue and even vowed to marry her.
Now, Ye Qingyue, in front of him, was showing concern for another man?
Already displeased with Ye Xuan, Golden Peng’s expression cooled as he said indifferently, "Ye Qingyue, you are my woman. How can you care about another man in front of me?"
"Who the hell is your woman? Stop talking nonsense here, Golden Peng, right? I’ve been sick of you for a long time, always tarnishing my sister’s reputation!"
Before the voice of the Golden Peng Emperor had hit the ground, a rough voice rang out.
The crowd turned towards the source of the voice and saw Lei Mingze, standing next to Ye Qingyue, cursing at the Golden Peng Emperor, looking as if he was about to roll up his sleeves and start a fight.
"Lei Mingze, mind your language!" An Xueyao immediately chided in a soft voice.
"What has it got to do with you, you wretched woman?" Lei Mingze cursed without mercy.
An Xueyao’s face turned extremely ugly, but ultimately she said to Golden Peng Emperor, "Golden Peng Saint Heir, it is our Red Sparrow Institute’s person who has been rude, I hope you can overlook this matter."
This remark, however, slightly raised the eyebrows of Qu Zhongyuan, who had led the group here.
Although he knew Lei Mingze’s words were crude and damaged the face of the Red Sparrow Institute, An Xueyao had completely bowed her head and placed the Red Sparrow Institute in a position lower than the Six Demon Sect.
The Red Sparrow Institute might not compare to the Six Demon Sect, but it was still a renowned ancient tradition of the East Desolate. Was such an attitude necessary?
"Since Sister An likes the Golden Peng Saint Heir so much, why not let Sister An marry into the Six Demon Sect then?" Ye Qingyue retracted her gaze, looking coldly at An Xueyao.
Ye Qingyue did not care about An Xueyao’s ugly expression, her gaze shifted to the Golden Peng Emperor, stating faintly, "A high and mighty Golden Peng Saint Heir, and yet just a trash who only knows how to take advantage verbally?"
Now, the atmosphere in the air had shifted.
Initially, everyone’s gaze was concentrated on Ye Xuan and his companions, but now many were drawn to the Red Sparrow Institute and the Six Demon Sect.
Including Lin Feiyan, who originally resented Ye Xuan, was also looking towards the Golden Peng Emperor with a slightly grim face.
This guy, even more detestable than Ye Xuan!
Meanwhile, amidst these disputes, Ye Xuan had already led the group, directly heading towards the entrance of Hengduan Mountain.
Ye Qingyue’s reminder was naturally heard by Ye Xuan, but he did not pay it any heed.
To others, perhaps now was not the time to enter Hengduan Mountain, but who was he?
Undying Night Emperor!
In this Hengduan Mountain, it was his, Ye Xuan’s, home field.
"Remember what I said," Ye Xuan spoke quietly.
"Yes!" everyone committed it to memory.
"Huang Yue, go and tell your friend Song Qilin not to into death," Ye Xuan said.
"Yes, senior," Huang Yue responded respectfully, moving to the back of the group to meet up with Song Qilin.
"What’s the situation?" asked Song Qilin in a quiet voice as they met.
"Do you consider me a friend?" Huang Yue responded with a question, his expression solemn.
Song Qilin frowned, "When did you also start to enjoy speaking such nonsense?"
Why would he follow Huang Yue if not as a friend?
Huang Yue nodded slightly, sternly saying, "If that’s the case, then listen to me, don’t . Just watch from the side, and when the entrance opens, then you can enter."
Song Qilin was a bit puzzled, "What do you mean? The entrance isn’t open, can you guys enter now?"
Huang Yue, however, did not say anything more, turning around to leave.
"Hey?" Song Qilin looked baffled, "Still the same bad temperament, will it kill him to say a bit more..."
Seeing Huang Yue catching up to Ye Xuan, Song Qilin did not continue chasing after him.
Considering Huang Yue as a friend, he naturally believed in what Huang Yue said.
Meaning, if he followed them now, he would surely die!
Plus, according to Huang Yue, Ye Xuan and his group were preparing to enter Hengduan Mountain now!
Song Qilin’s expression turned grave.
Such a thing, could it really be done?
It seemed no one had ever achieved that before.