He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 246: 2 Rounds of Reckless and Absurd Performance

The group searched for a while longer but found no flaws. Murong Junlan, carrying Yan'er, leaped onto the skylight, which was so tightly sealed that there wasn't even a crack. The surrounding weeds continued to wither and even dry up.

"Your Highness, look!" Yan'er discovered a newly sprouted seed on the roof of the skylight. "It's growing!"

Murong Junlan leaned over to look, and there was a small ginseng seedling growing there. Strangely, the seedling was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, segment by segment, and even blooming with pale pink flowers.

It seems there's still some mysterious energy inside. Murong Junlan was pondering how to proceed when Yan'er reached out and touched the small ginseng seedling. Immediately, the flower on the seedling withered, and then the stem decayed.

"My hand is poisonous?" Yan'er hurriedly pulled her hand back, a little regretful. "I should have known better than to touch it."

“It doesn’t matter, it’s just that the internal energy is unstable.” Murong Junlan stared at the small ginseng seedling, trying to find a breakthrough from it.

“This hole is too small.” Murong Junlan suddenly turned to Yan’er, who looked bewildered. “Shall we try the Dreamy Double Reflection again?”

"Huh?" Yan'er answered without thinking.

"If you want to save your ex-lover, you'll have to try the Dreamy Twin Shadows technique, but I'm not sure if I can actually open the window." Undeniably, Murong Junlan was seething with jealousy when she said this.

"Mr. Murong, I'll repeat myself, I have no prior acquaintance with the Pavilion Master. If you try to pull this 'old flame' thing again, I'll never speak to you again." Yan'er plopped down on the skylight in a huff.

"Sir? Heh, that's a new term. It must have been specially given to me. It feels pretty good." Murong Junlan's lips curled up slightly, and with a flick of his right hand, he tossed the thin rope into the air.

"Pretty fast!" Yan'er exclaimed. She quickly pulled out a thin rope from her person and tossed it into the air as well, letting out a soft cry.

"A confluence of events—"

With a deafening thunderclap, two dragons on thin ropes leaped and tumbled in the sky above the Pavilion of Parting Sorrows, unleashing a thunderous roar.

Murong Junlan clasped his hands together and then separated them, making a gesture of merging the two dragons into one. The two dragons immediately intertwined and twisted into a pillar that shot straight down toward the skylight. The powerful airflow forced the surrounding air to spark with a fiery sharpness, which then exploded into the gaps in the ginseng seedlings.

Murong Junlan quickly picked up Yan'er and stepped aside, while the octopus and fireball guards also rolled far away.

"Whoosh—crackling, whoosh—crackling..."

"Your Highness, are they setting off fireworks?" Yan'er scratched her head, puzzled.

"Setting off fireworks? What does that mean?"

"You wouldn't understand anyway, just hurry up and fry it." What time is it now, and you still have time to ask about irrelevant things? Yan'er had no intention of paying attention to Murong Junlan.

With a "clang," the two fire dragons suddenly reverted to two thin ropes and fell down.

Yan'er was bewildered by this sudden turn of events and didn't know what had happened.

"Your Highness, how could this happen?" The anxiety on Yan'er's face greatly displeased Prince Murong.

"In the end... he still holds a more important place in your heart," Murong Junlan replied, his eyes darting around.

Yan'er shifted her gaze from the thin rope on the ground to Murong Junlan's face. Looking at this inexplicably jealous man, she suddenly reached out and cupped his stunningly handsome face in her hands, angrily muttering, "Childish."

“Childish?” Murong Junlan blinked, pondering the meaning of the two words, when Yan’er retorted again.

"Luo Xie likes me, and Murong Dubai likes me too. Why aren't you jealous? Why do you dare to bring them around? I only just met this person. Are you so afraid he'll steal me away?"

“Those two have the desire but not the courage, but this one has both the desire and the courage.” For the first time, Murong Junlan avoided Yan’er’s gaze, and a childlike look of grievance appeared on his face.

Yan'er managed to force a smile out of her aggrieved expression: "Heh, I finally understand. It turns out that even Prince Murong has moments of insecurity."

Is it funny? Octopus and Fireball Guards exchanged a helpless glance and shook their heads inwardly. Why were these two big spenders so unreliable today? The Pavilion Master was still waiting for them to save his life. Just as Octopus and Fireball Guards were about to remind the two big spenders, a dark cloud suddenly rushed in from Lihentian Lake, carrying with it the momentum of flying sand and stones, and flew directly towards the skylight of Lihentian Pavilion.

"A convergence of forces—" Murong Junlan shouted preemptively for the first time.