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Screech!

A cry of an eagle echoed through the sky.

Yang Xuan heard the warning and looked down to see a pack of demonic wolves chasing a woman.

The woman shimmered with spiritual light, fending off the wolves' repeated lunges as she fled clumsily through the mountains.

"The cubs of the Ninth Brother's wolves sure don't know the rules; if Qingyun Temple found out they ate a person, they would definitely be driven out of Qingyun Mountain!"

Yang Xuan whistled sharply, and the Golden Eagle immediately dove downwards.

Sensing the approach of a powerful demon, the wolves gave up their chase and fled in all directions, howling pitifully.

Yang Xuan, sitting cross-legged on the eagle's back, said, "Miss, there are many demon beasts in the mountains; you should leave quickly."

Yang Si, knowing a cultivator's face does not reveal their age, bowed respectfully and said, "My parents live in the mountains; can the Immortal Master wait for me to pass?"