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

Chapter 565 Maintaining the Precious Friendship Between Humans and Demons

"Xue Lan, Xue Lan, what are you doing?"

As Xue Tong's clear voice rang in his mind, the Wolf King, dressed in black, stared blankly at the endless queue in front of him, answering Xue Tong's question while also addressing the question posed by the young man opposite him:

"I'm suffering from the pain of achieving success and fame, so what?"

"Ice Spirit and Profound Extreme clash, requiring a third element of fire to harmonize them."

"Master Xue." A hint of embarrassment appeared on the honest face of the young man sitting opposite Xue Lan:

"I can't get the kind of flame that matches both of these materials in the short term."

Xue Lan was about to say something like, "You're already a mature weapon refiner, you should find your own way," when she looked up and saw the young man's eyes filled with extreme admiration.

Xue Lan: The idol image of the Wan Gong Fang Zhu is ruining me!

The woman slowly waved to the young man:

"Come a little closer."

The young man obediently moved forward a little, and then he heard the woman speak quickly:

"The Firebirds of the Spirit Service Sect have begun their migration. They will rest temporarily at the border of Siyaochuan. Find a fifteen-year-old Cloud-Browed Bird."

The young man immediately understood Xue Lan's meaning, and his eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at her.

The firefly migrates to its destination to breed, while the cloud-billed bird is known as the fairy among birds descended from the Yuan and Ming dynasties, and at fifteen years old it is still a very beautiful and vibrant age.

The young man looked somewhat uneasy, rubbing his hands together as he spoke:

"Is that so?"

Xue Lan winked at him: "Time is limited, only three days. Let the Firebird breathe fire on you."

"Don't let anyone find out; it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, next one."

Raising her hand to slap the young man in front of her aside, Xue Lan heard Xue Tong suppressing a laugh:

"Actually, it's nothing serious. My inner demon and I picked up two Asuras outside Duanshui Pass and wanted to bring them over for you to see."

"The Asura race?" Xue Lan asked with interest. "Did you bring a pillow?"

Xue Tong was speechless. The girl turned around and glanced at the Soul-Devouring Beast Boat that the girl in black was holding in her arms:

"There are some."

"Don't scare people when you see them later."

"Of course!" Xue Lan's eyes were full of smiles: "Who am I? I've always been kind and gentle to the weak..."

"boom!"

Before Xue Lan could finish her sentence, a loud crash came from behind her. Lord Wolf turned around cursing and saw black smoke billowing from the weapon-refining cave directly in front of her, its heavy door reduced to pieces.

Xue Tong, unaware of what was happening, was startled by the noise and then cautiously spoke:

"Is the Heavenly Dao reacting so quickly now?"

"It wasn't heavenly lightning." Xue Lan stood up and looked at the cave belching thick black smoke:

“There’s been a fight inside the weapon-refining cave. I’m going to check it out. You all wait for me in front of the Clear Water Platform.”

After saying this, Xue Lan strode towards the weapon-refining cave, clearing away the acrid black smoke along the way, and saw two figures confronting each other.

A middle-aged man dressed in the robes of a disciple of the War Puppet Palace and...

Xue Lan glanced at the tall figure opposite the middle-aged man, whose head was covered with small, round ears.

A large bear holding a big hammer and wearing animal skin.

Xue Lan: The first time I planned to handle a dispute between disciples was the conflict between the human and demon races.

Thanks to cause and effect.

Recently, the Duanshui Pass has been frequently attacked by demonic tides. Apart from the soldiers guarding the pass and the disciples of the immortal sects, the disciples of the War Puppet Mansion and the mortal craftsmen in the weapon-refining cave are also extremely busy, and their bodies are about to burst into flames.

Zhao Chen is a disciple of the War Puppet Mansion's array formation. He joined the army of both humans and demons at the age of twenty and fought all the way from Luoxia Mountain to Duanshui Pass. He is a true veteran in the army, and he is also gentle, reasonable, calm and collected.

But now, Master Zhao, known for his composure and calmness, was holding an array plate in his hand and shouting loudly at a burly man dressed in animal skins:

"You blind bear, what do you know?"

The young man he called "Bear" was tall and imposing, standing before Zhao Chen like a dark, imposing mountain. Hearing this, he twitched his bear ears and spoke in a voice like muffled thunder:

"Are you trying to start a fight again?!"

As he spoke, he picked up the giant hammer beside him. The hammer was carved from a single piece of rock, with several iron chains as thick as a human finger attached to it, all connected to a hammer handle as thick as an average person's arm.

Xue Lan tugged at Jin Haiping's sleeve:

"Isn't this the first time?"

Jin Haiping leaned close to Xue Lan's ear and whispered:

"One is Senior Brother Zhao Chen from my War Puppet Mansion, and the other is Fellow Daoist Yan Shi from the Rock Bear Clan in Fengdu, the Demon Race..."

"Ever since the two of them started working together, there hasn't been a single day without a break."

"Wow!" Xue Lan exclaimed in surprise. She looked again at the two people facing off in front of her.

Zhao Chen took a few steps back, and the array plate in his hand shimmered with magical light. In just a few breaths, he set up three small arrays around the man.

The middle-aged man looked at the opposite rock and spoke:

"Froststone is extremely cold, and it cannot be successfully smelted without a top-tier exotic fire!"

The rock, holding a large sledgehammer, muttered to himself as he looked down:

"Just find someone with a different kind of fire."

Zhao Chen heard his teeth grinding together as the middle-aged man stepped forward and leaned his head close to his.

"Come on, why don't you just smash me? I have nothing to say to you bears."

"You think top-tier strange fire is so easy to find? Are you trying to pick corn cobs for me?"

"Oh!"

The towering bear, Rock, glared at Zhao Chen, then raised its free hand and pointed to the side:

"Then what is this?"

Zhao Chen looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a woman in black holding a cluster of strange flames in her hand.

Xue Lan smiled gently at the two of them:

"I believe I can solve your problem."

When Xue Lan was dragged into the weapon-refining cave by Zhao Chen, she felt incredibly proud of herself. She had only been at Duanshui Pass for a couple of hours and had already maintained the precious friendship between the human and demon races.

Lord Wolf silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, then transmitted his voice to Xue Tong:

"There's been a bit of an emergency here. You can have some snacks with the two little ones first, and I'll talk to you when I get back."

Xue Tong had just heard everything about Xue Lan's situation, and upon hearing this, he sighed helplessly.

She said it was an emergency, but didn't she know Xue Lan well?

There was more of a spectator element to it than a genuine curiosity.

Nevertheless, the girl still took off her storage bag from her waist and took out a small bag of snacks.

It was the kind that Xue Lan always lined up to buy in Xie Cuicheng. The last time she went, the shop owner gave her fifteen boxes, saying that a refined and easy-going gentleman lined up every morning to order them, and that he gave them all to her and Xue Lan.

After much thought, Xue Tong concluded that the refined and easy-going old gentleman was most likely Xie Cuicheng's judge.

The girl opened the bag, took out a peach blossom pastry with a red mark, and handed it to the girl in black.

"for you."