Xiao Feng transmigrated and became a rich second-generation master. The original owner didn't cultivate and only knew how to grovel before his junior sister, ultimately dying of frustration.
"What are you thinking about, so engrossed?"
Xiao Feng turned around abruptly and saw that Feng'er had been standing behind him at some point.
Under the moonlight, her figure appeared particularly hazy.
"Miss Feng," Xiao Feng said, scrutinizing her warily, "what brings you here?"
Feng chuckled softly and walked slowly to Xiao Feng's side.
"I'm here to ask you."
She looked directly into Xiao Feng's eyes, her tone laced with provocation: "Want to join forces with me to kill the city lord?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.
He paused for a moment before cautiously speaking, "Before answering you, I have a few questions I'd like to ask."
Feng'er raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "Oh? Then ask away."
Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then stared intently at Feng'er and asked, "Miss Feng'er, let me ask you, was it true that you were seriously ill and unconscious before?"
Upon hearing this, Feng'er's lips curled up slightly, and a complex expression flashed in her eyes.
She sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness: "That's absolutely true. My illness requires pure immortal power to heal, but unfortunately, Mo Yuan's immortal power is not pure, so he can't do it at all."
Xiao Feng nodded thoughtfully, his brows slightly furrowed.
He pondered to himself, then asked, "So, what about that red figure?"
Hearing Xiao Feng ask so frankly...
The wind chuckled softly and said frankly, "That red figure is me."
She paused, a sly glint in her eyes: "My original intention was to lock you up so that the city lord wouldn't covet your immortal power. Who would have thought I'd miscalculate."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's brows relaxed somewhat, but doubts still lingered in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and continued to press, "Then, who is that lover who has become me?"
A sly glint flashed in Feng'er's eyes as she gently shook her head and said, "It's just puppetry."
As she spoke, she couldn't resist teasing him, "What, is Young Master Xiao perhaps jealous?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng was taken aback, but then suddenly realized what was going on.
He secretly calculated in his mind that all the doubts had been resolved one by one, and everything had become clear.
Just then, Feng'er suddenly leaned close to Xiao Feng and whispered, "I have an idea."
A sly glint flashed in her eyes: "How about on our wedding day, we use illusion magic to switch identities?"
Then she added, "By the way, could you lend me some of your magical power?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng frowned slightly and said warily, "But Mo Yuan has his eye on my immortal power. If you were replaced by me, he would definitely attack you."
Feng'er's attitude was firm: "That's right. Mo Yuan has been wrong for so many years, I must bring him back to the right path."
"On the day of his wedding, he will absorb the immortal power, at which time he will cross another realm and attract the ascension tribulation. He wants to use the ascension tribulation to destroy the dragon soul in the furnace. We must not let him succeed."
Xiao Feng remained silent for a long time, his heart torn between his inner turmoil.
He weighed the pros and cons, considering every possibility.
Finally, he took a deep breath and slowly nodded: "Okay, I agree to cooperate with you."
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Feng'er's eyes.
She reached out and gently placed her hand on Xiao Feng's shoulder, whispering, "Thank you for your trust, Young Master Xiao. With our combined efforts, you will surely find the shores of the East Sea."
As night deepened, the moonlight, like a veil, enveloped the two figures.
Xiao Feng was focused, his eyes were closed, and he slowly raised his hands, palms facing Feng'er.
In an instant, a soft golden light emanated from Xiao Feng's body, and immortal power flowed out from his palms like a trickle, rushing towards Feng'er.
The golden celestial energy, like threads, wove together in the air to form a golden net, gently enveloping her in the wind.
As the immortal energy flowed, it emitted a soft "humming" sound, and both of them were enveloped in a golden halo.
The wind tilted its head slightly, closed its eyes, and felt the influx of divine power.
Her hair swayed gently in the breeze of the fairy power, and a look of contentment appeared on her face, as if she were basking in the warm sunlight.
"This immortal power...it's truly wondrous," Feng'er said with a smile.
Feel the power surging within my body.
After Xiao Feng finished transferring the immortal power, Feng'er opened her eyes, which were filled with gratitude.
"Thank you, Young Master Xiao," Feng'er said softly, her tone gentle.
She took out a delicate little box from her bosom, and when she opened it, a pill that was entirely azure blue and emitted a soft blue light appeared before her eyes.
Feng'er handed the pill to Xiao Feng and said softly, "This pill will give you my aura. When you use illusion magic to transform into my appearance, the city lord will not notice."
If Xiao Feng had some doubts about whether Feng'er was lying to him just now, he now completely trusts her.
Xiao Feng took the pill, looked into Feng'er's sincere eyes, and swallowed it without hesitation.
The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a cool sensation spread throughout the body in an instant.
"Hmm, it tastes pretty good," Xiao Feng said with a smile. "Much better than I expected."
Seeing this, Feng'er nodded slightly, a smile appearing on her lips.
She turned and walked away with light steps, leaving Xiao Feng watching her departing figure thoughtfully.
"I hope everything goes well," Xiao Feng murmured to himself, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
Three days later, the wedding day arrived.
The city lord's mansion was brightly decorated and bustling with activity.
Large red lanterns hung high in front of the mansion gate, and red silk ribbons fluttered in the wind, creating a festive atmosphere.
The streets were packed with people, who came to watch the grand wedding.
Some people tiptoed to peek into the mansion, while others excitedly discussed the matter.
"Wow, this city lord's mansion is really magnificent!"
"That's right! I heard there are over a hundred tables at the banquet today!"
"Tsk tsk, I'm so envious."
The sounds of gongs and drums filled the air, while music played on stringed instruments and suonas echoed through the room.
The courtyard inside the mansion was filled with a sumptuous feast, and the guests were laughing and congratulating each other, creating a joyous and peaceful atmosphere.
"Congratulations, City Lord! Congratulations!"
"Lord City Lord is so lucky to have married such a beautiful bride."
Come, come, everyone, let's share in the joy!
Before the wedding, Feng'er tiptoed into Xiao Feng's room.
Her heart was racing, terrified of being discovered.
Pushing open the door, Xiao Feng was already waiting for a long time.
"Are you ready?" the wind asked softly.
Xiao Feng nodded and took a deep breath: "Let's begin."
The two stood facing each other, closed their eyes simultaneously, and began to cast an illusion.
In an instant, a soft halo enveloped them.
Xiao Feng felt as if he were being pricked by countless tiny needles all over his body, a tingling sensation spreading from the top of his head to his toes.
His skin gradually became smooth and delicate, his body gradually shrank, and long hair grew from the top of his head, hanging down to his shoulders.
At the same time, Feng'er's figure began to grow taller, her muscles bulged, and her skin became rough.