Li Ziyi knew in her heart that no matter what she said, Bian Lang would never abandon her.

Their capture has jeopardized their otherwise flawless plan.

However, as long as Qiu Wuwei hardens his heart and is willing to sacrifice her, this crisis will turn into an advantage.

But can Qiu Wuwei really bring himself to do this?

The cave is filled with spiritual energy, and every breath is an ultimate pleasure.

Even ordinary people, if they could live in such an environment, would be strong and healthy and live a long life.

The interior decoration of the cave is very simple, just a slight arrangement based on the original appearance of the cave, which makes it pleasing to the eye.

Even after walking to the end of the cave, Pangu's Axe did not react at all.

The idea that magical artifacts could sense each other seems to be just a legend.

"What about the Kunlun Mirror?" Bian Lang felt it was more reliable to ask Li Ziyi directly.

The Kunlun Mirror was originally placed next to the bed, nourishing Li Ziyi's body day and night.

Upon learning that Iron Enclosure City had dispatched troops, Qiu Wuwei returned the Kunlun Mirror to its original place, which was behind the stone wall of this cave dwelling, protected by a powerful formation passed down from ancient times.

This ancient formation is now rarely seen on the mainland, and it is extremely powerful.

Anyone who steps into the water will surely die.

The premise is that Qiu Wuwei will not voluntarily shut down the formation for Li Ziyi's sake.

Trapped in the formation, both Bian Lang and she will perish soon.

Seeing that Li Ziyi did not answer, Bian Lang sneered, "It seems you prefer being in bed."

As he spoke, he threw Li Ziyi onto the bed.

"This bed looks very soft. You must have had a lot of exercise with Master Qiu, right?" he said frivolously as he untied his belt.

Li Ziyi only wanted to lead Bian Lang into the ancient formation, and did not want to be humiliated by Bian Lang, so she immediately said, "The mechanism is on the sword rack on the left."

Bian Lang turned the sword rack over, and with a click, a door appeared on the side cave wall.

Bian Lang was very satisfied with Li Ziyi's obedience and picked her up again. Just as he stepped into the door, the stone door flipped open and closed.

Looking ahead, cranes spread their wings, unicorns tread on water, and celestial mist swirls everywhere, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Illusion?

But Bian Lang soon realized that all of this was created by the Kunlun Mirror.

The Kunlun Mirror floated above the lake, its surface reflecting a beautiful light.

Li Ziyi stared blankly, also stunned by the breathtaking scenery.

She had repeatedly asked Qiu Wuwei to take her here, but Qiu Wuwei always said that the place was filthy and unsuitable for her.

Even with the Kunlun Mirror within reach, the Pangu Axe remained completely unresponsive.

Bian Lang threw Li Ziyi to the ground and leaped towards Kunlun Mirror.

To everyone's surprise, the pounce missed its target.

Bian Lang tried several times, but was unable to touch the Kunlun Mirror.

"The Kunlun Mirror has the ability to break through space. No matter how hard you try, you can't get it," Li Ziyi said sarcastically.

It must be very painful to see the treasure you want so close but be unable to touch it.

Bian Lang said, "But Old Daoist Qiu has a way, right?"

"He does have it, but I don't know." Li Ziyi felt that Bian Lang's gaze towards her was wicked.

Bian Lang laughed, "Old Qiu likes you so much, he couldn't possibly just watch you die here, or be humiliated by me every day before you die..."

Li Ziyi shuddered, knowing that Bian Lang, that beast, was thinking extremely filthy things.

"Would you like to take a bath?" Bian Lang asked, waving his hand gently.

Li Ziyi was sent flying backwards, her clothes torn to shreds and falling to the ground.

With a splash, her body crashed into the lake.

The moment she fell into the lake, the pressure points that had been sealed were released.

But she dared not go ashore, and could only glare angrily at the waves.

There were clothes in the storage bag, but the storage bag was currently in Bian Lang's hands.

Bian Lang fiddled with Li Ziyi's storage bag, trying many times, but he couldn't open it.

Once a storage bag has been bound to an owner, only the owner can open it.

The storage bag that Leng Yueshuang gave to Bian Lang was also used by Bian Lang to complete the blood-binding ceremony.

That storage bag was very large, enough to hold a small world inside.

Bian Lang walked a few steps to the lakeside and asked with a smile, "You must have a lot of good stuff in here, right?"

"You'll never get it," Li Ziyi said angrily.

Bian Lang said, "It's alright. If I can get you, what's yours will be mine, and what's mine will still be mine."

Li Ziyi's face flushed red, and she was speechless.

Although she felt embarrassed to go out now, it was fortunate that it was just her and Bian Lang here. As long as she killed Bian Lang, what did it matter if he saw her naked?

Thinking of this, she suddenly leaped out of the lake and plunged naked into the waves.

The murderous intent in her eyes added a chill to this otherworldly paradise.

Bian Lang watched with a smile, completely disregarding Li Ziyi.

In Li Ziyi's eyes, even that filthy smile was a reason to kill Bian Lang.

Before she could even get close to Bian Lang, her spiritual power suddenly vanished, and her body, beyond her control, fell straight toward Bian Lang, who had his arms outstretched.

Li Ziyi was so ashamed she wanted to die, but if only a person could die of embarrassment.

Bian Lang caught Li Ziyi and placed her aside. He took only one of her hands and chuckled, "Everyone knows how to open the storage bag, right?"

Squeezing a drop of blood from Li Ziyi's fingertip and watching it fall into her storage bag, Bian Lang waved his hand again.

The contents of the storage bag flew out and scattered to the side.

The vast majority of these were clothing items, in a variety of styles, and very luxurious.

The remaining items included spirit stones, magical artifacts, and various cosmetics.

Bian Lang put the spirit stones and magical artifacts into his storage bag, stood up and said, "If you want to get the Kunlun Mirror, there might be another way."

"What method?" Li Ziyi felt that Bian Lang was just bluffing.

Bian Lang simply looked at her and smiled slightly.

The smile made Li Ziyi tremble slightly, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Could you please put some clothes on for me? I'm almost old enough to be your elder."

Bian Lang sneered, "How old are you? Are you sixty? Do you know how long I've lived?"

"How long has it been?" Li Ziyi lowered her head, not daring to meet Bian Lang's gaze.

Bian Lang replied truthfully, "Ninety thousand years."

"Nine thousand years? Heh, even the legendary Empress didn't live as long as you." Li Ziyi's voice was full of sarcasm.

Bian Lang casually picked up a piece of clothing and sighed, "I've never been a father before, so I don't know how to take care of a child. Although I don't know how to potty train, dressing him shouldn't be difficult."

Li Ziyi simply closed her eyes, pretending she couldn't feel anything.

But how could Bian Lang feel nothing when his hand touched her skin?

Fortunately, the process didn't take long, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already dressed.

It's definitely more comfortable to be dressed in front of others.

"Bian Lang, give up. If you want to get the Kunlun Mirror, you have to break this ancient formation first. Can you break it?" Li Ziyi's tone became much more polite.

Bian Lang took out the Pangu Axe from his storage bag and asked with a smile, "Is Mo Qiao's butt feeling any better?"