The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady - Chapter 1788

Long Yan’s move of digging his own grave and the undead’s crafty plots and machinations were secretly underway.

Shen Yanxiao had been carrying Vermillion Bird and Taotie everywhere during this period of time, destroying countless undead, rescuing hundreds of dragons. Fortunately, Shen Yanxiao had prepared a lot of healing potions for her trip to the Hidden Dragon Continent, otherwise, the distribution to these dragons alone would be a tremendous expense.

In addition to healing potions, Shen Yanxiao also prepared many medicinal herbs in case of emergencies.

How many healing potions she used was how many she secretly concocted in a concealed place. During this period of time, while she wreaked havoc along the way, the healing potions in her storage ring neither increased nor decreased.

“We haven’t met any undead for several days now. Such lonely days.” Shen Yanxiao lay on the branch of a big tree, leisurely swaying her two dangling, slender legs.

Vermillion Bird and Taotie sat at the end of the branch. They remained silent as they looked at their master, who had a fondness for destroying things.

They had just recovered from the effects of the appearance-changing potions. When they suddenly changed back from the form of a dragon to their original appearance, Taotie took a long time to stare at his hands.

Shen Yanxiao had already entered the interior of the central region, where wandering undead and dragons could be seen everywhere, but Shen Yanxiao had not let Vermillion Bird and Taotie cause trouble again.

Because once they got into a bitter battle here, she feared that they would immediately attract a large number of undead and dragons.

Her goal was to steal the map of the Dragon King’s Decree, not to beat the undead to death. Furthermore, there was another issue…

There were not many grandmaster-level appearance-changing potions left in her storage ring.

It took too many potions to effectively make a Mythological Beast and a Holy Beast change their appearance. Shen Yanxiao herself was only a Master Pharmacist. All the grandmaster-level potions on her body were made for her by her master Ye Qing.

Master-level appearance-changing potions had a very short effect on Vermillion Bird and Taotie. Shen Yanxiao had tried several times. Ten bottles or so of master-level appearance-changing potions could only allow the two adorably stupid fellas to maintain their altered appearance for about ten minutes, which was much different from the grandmaster-level potions.

It took hundreds of bottles of master-level appearance-changing potions to keep them in disguise for a long time. But Shen Yanxiao had no time to prepare that many potions, however leisurely she might be.

She might as well just reach her destination and no longer make the undead cry for their parents.

Shen Yanxiao did not know that, at the same time as she let Vermillion Bird and Taotie stop making trouble because she only had a few grandmaster-level potions left in her possession, Long Yan had sent a large number of dragons throughout the central region to search for the tracks of the two mutant dragons.

It was a pity that even after turning the whole central region upside down, they still could not find their targets.

“There are a lot of undead here. Taotie and I can no longer approach them. Do you have any plans?” Vermillion Bird shot a glance at Shen Yanxiao, who was so leisurely and carefree to the point of making people vomit blood. Exactly which part of her looked like she was here to carry out a task? Looking at this fella’s c.o.c.ky little appearance, she seemed like a tourist on a holiday.

“Leave the rest to me; you and Taotie just sit in my body for the time being.” Shen Yanxiao shrugged her shoulders. Now that she had arrived at her destination, it was time for her to perform.

Everything along the way was just some improvisation.

“You’re indeed not anxious at all ah…” Vermillion Bird was speechless. Shen Yanxiao had always been bold. This time, she even snuck alone into Long Yan’s territory, the gathering place of the undead. This was certainly not what an average person could steadily do.

“There’s nothing to worry about, for there’s nothing in the world that I can’t steal.” Shen Yanxiao smiled naturally and unrestrainedly.