Lai Siyu looked at Fang Qingyao with dissatisfaction. She instructed Xiaobai, "Give her some elixirs, vermilion fruits, and spiritual spring water. If she doesn't eat them, force them on me! We must improve her cultivation, otherwise her flesh and blood won't be of much use!"

Fang Qingyao's current cultivation has slipped to the Spiritualization stage. If she slips to the Nascent Soul stage, her flesh and blood will be of no use to Lai Siyu, who is also in the Spiritualization stage. (First published on ш.uuo.net)

Lai Siyu wasn't a moralist, nor was she a pushover. She had three reasons for keeping a spirit beast that had repeatedly harmed her and even attempted to kill her after claiming it as its master: first, it served as a constant reminder not to trust others too much; second, its flesh and blood could truly enhance cultivation and was imbued with a rich vitality. Her blood must have contained the true blood of the mythical phoenix.

As for the third one, hehe, of course it is to stimulate and torture her by constantly cutting off parts of her body and making them into delicious dishes!

Humph! If you want me to die, I will make you wish you were dead, but you can't live!

More ruthless! Lai Siyu seems to be even more active...

Ye Li was frightened by Lai Siyu's cold gaze, and quickly covered his head with his wings, revealing only a pair of green eyes to steal a glance at the girl, completely forgetting that he was also a black phoenix with the cultivation level of the distraction stage.

But it’s not Ye Li’s fault. No matter who it is, no one would remain calm after seeing her treat her own kind like this.

"Your fingernails are so sharp. Did your hands grow from your chest? Grow another one for me to see." Lai Siyu shifted her gaze from Fang Qingyao's chest to her face. Fang Qingyao snorted coldly and ignored her, turning around and facing her with her bird butt.

The long tail feathers are very beautiful. Lai Siyu thought that even if they are of no use, they are more beautiful than flowers when used as decoration in a vase.

But think about it, she is only at the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm now. It would be bad if this guy's cultivation level dropped to the Nascent Soul Realm after she plucked her tail feathers.

Lai Siyu then retracted her itchy hand.

But...

"It's been a while since I've had roasted bird butt. How about making this dish today?"

Fang Qingyao immediately turned around and used her wings to protect her butt. "Lai Siyu, you are shameless! You, you should not go too far!"

Lai Siyu ignored her fiery gaze and said slowly, "I'm interested in your ten nails. I'll give you a day to think about it.

Tomorrow I want to see you grow a pair of hands, otherwise...

I have at least ten thousand ways to torture you until you want to die... but you can't!"

Fang Qingyao's nails could actually pierce through her soft armor!

Lai Siyu is determined to get her nails right!

"Lai Siyu, you're dreaming! Don't even think about it!"

Lai Siyu flashed out of the space, Fang Qingyao's hysterical screams reaching her ears. After she left, Xiaobai immediately began to perform her duties. She pulled Fang Qingyao's head from the birdcage, pried open her beak, and frantically stuffed it with red fruits, pills, and other items.

Humph, as a spirit beast, you still want to kill your master. I’ll show you how I can kill you!

After leaving the space, the first thing Lai Siyu had to do was to clean up the battlefield.

The previous battle was too intense, and she had no time to collect the things dropped by the dead.

Fortunately, because this is Wanmotian’s camp and it is relatively remote, no cultivators come here.

After collecting all the storage rings and nameplates, Lai Siyu was utterly disappointed. Damn, a direct descendant of Wanmotian didn't even have any valuables on him. (Sister, it's your fault for being so tough! All the valuables were destroyed when I fought you.)

Lai Siyu missed the red squirrel infinitely. If the red squirrel was there at that time, how could he have spit out a few natural formations and the formations become ineffective due to the depletion of spiritual power?

And the Supreme Formation Talisman in her sea of ​​consciousness had clearly absorbed so many high-level formations, but it only took in and never came out. Otherwise, how could she have fought that guy for so many days? She was exhausted.

After cleaning up the battlefield outside, Lai Siyu estimated that a day had passed in the space, and returned to the space in a flash.

Not long after she disappeared, several rays of light flew over from the horizon and landed on the island.

"Amitabha, well done, well done, I am late..." A monk looked around the devastated island, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

The monks were all dressed in light yellow robes, with delicate features and holy and compassionate expressions.

Monk Zhiqing said, "Amitabha, Brother, although we didn't have time to save Fellow Daoist Hong, life and death are all caused by karma. Our failure to save him is also karma... Brother, there is no need to blame yourself."

Monk Zhineng said, "Amitabha, Junior Brother Zhiqing is absolutely right. Senior Brother Zhikong, everything is predestined. Although we were unable to rescue the donors of Wanmo Heaven in time, we have done our best to rush to help. Senior Brother, there is no need to worry about it..."

Besides, from what I saw from a distance before, the fighting here was too intense, and it was not something we could participate in..."

Monk Zhikong looked at Zhineng deeply and said, "Amitabha, if Buddhists like us don't go to hell, who will? If you think like me, Junior Brother, when encountering everything, how can the Heaven of Mercy save all living beings?"

Upon hearing this, Zhineng lowered his head in shame: "Thank you for your teachings, Senior Brother. Junior Brother..."

Before Zhineng could finish his words, Zhikong sighed, "Amitabha! I don't know who did this, but nothing was left behind! I thought if I ran faster I could pick up something..."

intelligent:"……"

Zhiqing: “…”

Is there instant petrification?

Brother, can’t you just not say this?

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