Her legs were still weak, her heart filled with humiliation and anger, but she could not resist.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Li Lingge, anger burning in them.

Li Lingge reached out and gently stroked her cheek, his fingertips were icy cold, as if carrying a biting chill.

"Prepare to greet your master."

Zhao Feiyan clenched her teeth, feeling powerless.

This was clearly what she had said to Li Lingge before, and now the other party actually used these words back on her.

But no matter how angry she was, she knew that she had completely fallen into Li Lingge's control.

Unless she finds a way to remove the inscription mark on her body, she will be Li Lingge's maid for the rest of her life.

However, there is no way to crack this kind of inscription.

After all, these things are engraved on other people's bodies, who would have thought that they would eventually fall on themselves.

"What do you want?"

"I want you—"

Li Lingge felt the freedom of his body. Although the process was very thrilling, thinking about it now, the gains were far greater than he had imagined.

Since Zhao Feiyan allowed him to control her, the entire Piaomiao Palace now belongs to him.

Having held so many elixir auctions, Piaomiao Palace is probably the richest among all the hidden immortal sects.

Moreover, there were so many magical medicines in the medicine garden just now, and they all belonged to him.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, Zhao Feiyan interrupted him immediately.

"Don't even think about it. Even if I die, I will never let you defile me!"

Li Lingge was stunned for a moment, and then he looked Zhao Feiyan up and down.

"What I want is not you, but your Piaomiao Palace."

He tutted and shook his head.

"Just you? How do you compare to Shangguan Yourong?"

He admitted that Zhao Feiyan was indeed quite pretty, but she was slightly inferior to Shangguan Yourong and Zi Shuhe.

After all, those two are the most beautiful beauties in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms.

What's more, Li Lingge would feel a bit disgusted with a woman who wanted to control him, no matter how beautiful she was.

Zhao Feiyan was originally filled with anger, but when he heard the comparison with Shangguan Yourong, he felt even more dissatisfied.

"How am I inferior to her?"

She looked down at herself and tried to strike a seductive pose.

"Are her legs as long as mine?"

Li Lingge said nothing, just staring at Zhao Feiyan's chest, everything was said without words.

Zhao Feiyan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and roared in frustration.

"She's just older than me, what's so great about that!"

However, Li Lingge only wanted to help Zi Shuhe refine the Emperor's Pill, so he had no mood to discuss who was more beautiful with Zhao Feiyan.

"Okay, now you can go get the imperial flower."

"Don't even think about it!"

Although she said this, Zhao Feiyan's body was uncontrollably leading the way for Li Lingge in front.

After a stick of incense had passed, the herb garden of Piaomiao Palace was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the air seemed to be frozen.

Shangguan Yourong, Zi Shuhe and Jingyue quietly appeared at the edge of the medicine garden, and the scene before them made them hold their breath.

Li Lingge was seen strolling through the herb garden as if she was leisurely strolling in a garden. Her hands moved lightly and skillfully. She picked rare elixirs one by one and put them into her ring.

She looked calm and composed, as if this herb garden was her own backyard, without any scruples at all.

What was even more surprising was that Jiang Feiyan was standing not far away, with her arms folded across her chest, watching all this calmly, without any intention of stopping it.

There was even a faint smile on her face, as if she had already tacitly approved of Li Lingge's behavior.

Jingyue's eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Feiyan and Li Lingge, secretly calculating in her heart.

Although she knew that Li Lingge had earned more than 10 million immortal stones at the auction with more than a dozen immortal pills, each of the immortal medicines picked in front of her was priceless, and some were even treasures unique to Piaomiao Palace that could not be found in the outside world.

According to a rough estimate, the value of the elixir obtained by Li Lingge has already far exceeded tens of millions of immortal stones.

"What conditions did she give Jiang Feiyan?"

Jingyue was filled with doubts and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

She stole a glance at Jiang Feiyan, but found that she still looked normal, as if she didn't care about it at all.

Shangguan Yourong frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Jingyue tiptoed to Zishuhe's side, tilted her head slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"He wouldn't have sold himself to Piaomiao Palace, right?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in her tone, but her eyes were fixed on Zi Shuhe, trying to catch a clue from her expression.

Zi Shuhe was originally just a little confused, with a slightly frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

However, when she heard Jingyue's words, the expression on her face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed in her originally calm eyes.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched her sleeves, and her fingertips turned slightly white.

Li Lingge's alchemy skills are indeed extraordinary, even surpassing Jiang Feiyan.

Jiang Feiyan was once recognized as the best alchemist in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms, with a reputation that was unmatched.

However, Li Lingge's rise today is undoubtedly a huge challenge to her status.

Zi Shuhe couldn't help but feel uneasy: Could Jiang Feiyan really watch calmly as the glory she had enjoyed for many years was taken away by Li Lingge?

Will she harbor resentment towards Li Lingge because of this, or even set a trap secretly?

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