3551 Rescued At this time, no one noticed that a small cluster of her flames had formed a protective shield that kept the outside fire from reaching her. By the time everyone looked back, the flames were already on Ye Ling’s body. Through the flames, they could see that Ye Ling’s head drooped as she lost consciousness. “Send someone to find out why a divine beast appears on this mountain,” one patriarch ordered, instructing two middle-aged men to go investigate. “Wait,” other patriarchs called out, stopping the two men. “Since we have people from all eight families here tonight, it would be best if each family sends one person. What do you think?” “Mm, I agree,” several others nodded and motioned toward their families. So, each of the eight families sent one person to investigate. Everyone was on edge due to the presence of a divine beast; no one wanted to let someone else get the upper hand. “Boom! Bang!” A crash from behind jolted everyone back to their senses. Only then did they remember that Ye Ling was still enveloped by flames. When they turned back, they saw that the frame had burned down and collapsed into the flames, leaving a small corner exposed. Ye Ling was nowhere to be found; it was as if she had been consumed by the flames, with only an awful stench emanating from the flames. No one knew that Feng Jiu had used the flames as a cover to rescue Ye Ling from behind the cliff and bring her to the cave below just a few moments earlier. On the other side, Cloud Devouring Beast, having completed its task, transformed into a little ball and shuttled into the night. It went into hiding and waited for those people to go before returning to its master. Song Yiping was nervously waiting at the cave’s entrance. When he saw two figures approaching in the darkness, one of which was wearing a white garment, his face lit up with joyous surprise. “Ah Ling!” He called out, wishing he could rush over to her. In the blink of an eye, Madam Ling had already brought her to the cave’s entrance. What are you waiting for? Take her inside,” Feng Jiu said, handing Ye Ling to him before entering. Song Yiping carried Ye Ling next to the fire and couldn’t help but tear up when he saw she was even thinner than before, “Ah Ling, Ah Ling, wake up, it’s me, Yiping!” “She’s unconscious from inhaling the smoke. Even if you screamed her name, she can’t hear you,” Feng Jiu said calmly as she walked towards the fire. “You’ve been outside all night, have some soup first,” Xuanyuan Mo Ze had already prepared a bowl of spirit snake soup for Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu’s eyes twinkled as she said, “Thank you, Husband.” She took the bowl and started drinking. The warm spirit snake soup made her feel much better. “Madam Ling, how is Ah Ling? She, will she be alright?” Song Yiping trembled as he spoke while holding Ye Ling’s cold body. He held her hands and tenderly rubbed them to warm her up. Feng Jiu glanced at him, “Feed her some spirit snake soup. She will wake up soon.”