Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 362 Xuanwu Continent (14)

"Old He, are you sure the dragon you saw is the one our academy worships?" an elder asked again.

"Confirmed, exactly the same as the silver dragon beside him," Elder He confirmed again.

Now, all eyes were once again on Wangyou.

Seeing so many medicinal herbs, but only being able to look at them without being able to touch them, everyone felt extremely heartbroken.

Those who studied formations were there researching whether they could break the formation and take something with them; they weren't picky.

Wangyou wasn't in a hurry to break the formation. She wandered around aimlessly as if she were strolling through a shopping mall. She even saw a longevity fruit tree, but she wasn't interested in it.

After looking around, although the spiritual herbs were very tempting, Wangyou didn't forget that what happened inside could be seen from the outside. She broke the formation and took them, but it was uncertain whether they would still be hers after she got out.

"Brother Xiao Ce, let's go!" After finishing looking at Xiao Ce, who was squatting in front of a Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Heart Grass and drooling, Wang You said helplessly.

"You're leaving already? Don't you want your things?"

"We don't have the capability to offer it, and besides, even if we did, we might not be able to keep it." Wangyou said the last sentence very softly.

"This is a Sword Heart Grass, and it's ten thousand years old. I wonder when I'll be able to find another one." Xiao Ce was very reluctant to part with it.

Finally, after asking for the opinions of the others, some decided to stay and fight to the death, while others decided to leave. Wangyou respected their opinions and then left with Xiao Ce through the small hole.

"This small hole can only last for about an hour. After an hour, no matter what, you all need to get out as soon as possible, otherwise you'll be trapped inside." Before leaving, Wangyou reminded him again, but whether he listened or not was unknown.

Of course, not many people stayed. After all, there aren't many people who lack self-awareness. In this world, only those who are clear-headed and assess the situation can survive for a long time.

Not long after leaving the herb garden, they encountered people from other continents.

Quite coincidentally, two groups of people were fighting, seemingly vying for some kind of opportunity, because a pen was floating in the air, and the two sides were fighting over that pen, which seemed to be a valuable treasure.

The arrival of Wangyou and his group caused a temporary truce between the two sides. In their view, Wangyou and his group were also there to seize the treasure, so without saying a word, they attacked Wangyou and his group in unison.

In an instant, spells flew everywhere.

To avoid unnecessary casualties, Wangyou shouted, ordering the people of Xuanwu Continent to retreat immediately. Upon hearing this, everyone stopped fighting and retreated. Then, Wangyou flicked her hand and scattered a handful of sleeping potion.

Within ten seconds, both of them had passed out.

"It seems the drug's effects have increased!" Seeing the effects of the drug, Wangyou nodded in satisfaction.

“These are students from the Vermilion Bird Continent and the White Tiger Continent,” someone said after looking through the crowd of unconscious people.

"Quickly collect all their storage bags. Why not take free supplies?" Wangyou happily started looting the "corpse." The others thought it made sense; cultivation requires a lot of resources, so why not take them?

So the group began to diligently search the "corpse," some even going so far as to search the socks and underwear.

Although it was everyone's first time doing something like this, they did it very smoothly. In the end, they had a small pile of storage bags, as well as storage bracelets, storage rings, storage belts, and so on.

"Junior Sister, I think the jade pendant around this person's neck is also a treasure, but I feel that we shouldn't take it off."

"Then I won't take it. It's probably a life-saving item given to me by an elder. Taking it might make people resent me, and it could also backfire."

After everyone packed up their things, Wangyou, carrying the pen that had somehow ended up in her hand, decisively led everyone away, leaving behind a group of unlucky souls with their backsides exposed to the cold wind.

After finding a safe place, everyone began to take stock of the day's harvest. Wangyou had contributed the most, so she received the most. Although she had only sprinkled a handful of medicine, without Wangyou's medicine, they wouldn't all be here unharmed.

Wangyou did not refuse, and in the end, everyone received a lot of good stuff. This led them to develop a new idea: in the future, when these people left the academy and encountered enemies, they would make sure that the enemy was left with only their underwear.

Back in the academy, whenever this group got into a fight, after assessing their strength, they would leave their opponents with nothing but their clothes.

"This year's trainees are truly full of hidden talents!" The crowd could hardly bear to watch as these kids diligently looted the corpses.

Some people saw that the children accurately found all the places where things could be hidden, which gave some married elders some inspiration. After returning home, their husbands' secret stashes were discovered.

Of course, Wangyou and the others were unaware of all this. Right now, they had just caught a wild boar and were washing up and preparing dinner.

In the following days, he encountered more and more people, and sometimes they were not even human. Wangyou then realized that, in addition to humans, some other mythical beast races or ancient clans would send their younger generations out, ostensibly for training.

"Are those horns real?" Wangyou asked, staring at a child who looked about seven or eight years old and had a pair of dragon horns on his head.

"Wow..." The child opened his eyes and saw that everyone around him was someone he didn't recognize, and he immediately burst into tears.

Wangyou stood up. She's still a child; why should she coax you?

“This must be a dragon cub. How did it end up here?” Xiao Ce asked, leaning closer to Wang You.

"I don't know. Looking at this child crying like this, it doesn't seem like he came in through legitimate channels. It's more like he ran away." Wangyou said seriously, looking at the crying child.

"Hey, stop crying. Tell us where you live," Song Yanran said gently to the child, who was just too good at crying.

"Waaah, I want my dad, I want my mom, waaaah..."

"Who are your father and mother?" Wangyou asked curiously, pinching his dragon horns again. They were soft, a bit like jelly.

“My dad is my dad, and my mom is my mom!” Strangely enough, after Wangyou pinched his dragon horns, the little cub suddenly stopped crying. “You smell so good, I like you so much.”

"What are your parents' names? And where do you live?" Wangyou pretended not to hear the child's last question.

"My name is Ao Qing, and I'm a hundred years old. How about you?" the child continued, giving an irrelevant answer.

"You're a hundred years old and you're still crying? Aren't you ashamed?" Wangyou scoffed.

“In our dragon race, we only reach adulthood at 1,500 years old. I’m still a baby!” Ao Qing said with dissatisfaction.

“I’m seven years old this year, I’m still a baby,” Wangyou said defiantly.

"Then you're much younger than me!" The child counted on his fingers, but couldn't figure it out.

Wangyou covered her face, thinking, "Whose silly son is this? He's been let out."