Besides... after this space ends, we still need to go to other spaces!

So Wind Chime quickly canceled her chaotic form to reduce energy consumption.

In this way, the elixir can probably last for 300 years.

However... Fengling only hopes that before that happens, the porcelain doll won't get tired of playing with her and throw her away.

Feng Ling knew that even though time passed quickly in this space, she had to seize the moment, so she stretched out her hand once again, letting the thousands of layers of sword intent tear her apart.

But in that instant, he caught a glimpse of sword intent. After recovering his body, he closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to comprehend it.

Time flies. One or two days, one or two weeks, one or two months, and in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Fengling's hair had reached her waist, and even her beard had grown quite long.

According to her age, Wind Chime is now twenty-nine years old...

However, he was a demon, and lifespan meant nothing to him.

Time has brought not only vicissitudes but also endless mysteries; now, even Fengling's eyes seem to gleam with sword intent.

Ten years have passed, and he has comprehended countless layers of sword intent. He seems to have reached the level that Ruo Tinghan used to seal Ruo Qingyan's spiritual sea with sword intent!

I finally realized that the essence of swordsmanship does not only exist in every swing of the sword.

A single movement, a breath, or even a thought can contain the essence of swordsmanship!

This is probably one of the secrets behind the porcelain doll's ability to circulate sword intent throughout its body.

While marveling at this wonder, the wind chime once again reached out its hand, ready to enter the next decade.

Ten years is just ten days to outsiders.

Ruo Qingyan has already led the Feng family on their journey.

Two days ago, the Feng family made a high-profile announcement that Ruo Qingyan would lead the Feng family on a southward expedition.

For those already in the spiritual master world, this was undoubtedly shocking news.

If Qingyan takes charge of the Feng family, then what about Fengling?

Where did the wind chimes go?

For the people of the world, especially those who have just come to accept the existence of the Spirit Master demon race.

They just thought this woman was really pretty!

But... being pretty is useless.

After the reforms, everything Fengling did left a deep impression on people's minds.

In people's minds, wind chimes are synonymous with the wind.

The Feng family exists because of the wind chimes. If the wind chimes were gone, would the Feng family still be the same Feng family?

So someone asked, where did the wind chimes go?

Could it be that I've been demoted?

Although some people explained that Ruo Qingyan was Fengling's wife, people were still uneasy.

They just wanted to know where the wind chimes had gone.

Especially for Fengling's little fans, they feel restless if they don't see any news about Fengling for a day.

But the whereabouts of the wind chimes are a secret.

Few people in the Ruo family knew about it, and the Lei family was even more forbidden from spreading it.

As for the Bai family, they naturally knew...

Ruo Qingyan originally thought that the absence of the wind chimes wouldn't have much of an impact.

But soon, she suffered a major setback.

“Holy Maiden…the demons of Shandong say…they will only surrender upon seeing the patriarch.”

Yang Ming, a living Lei Feng from Shijiazhuang, is reporting.

He still addressed Ruo Qingyan as "Holy Maiden".

They were all supposed to call her "Madam of the Family," but that sounded ridiculous. Ruo Qingyan didn't let them call her "Family Head." She knew that in everyone's heart, and even in the hearts of the world, there was only one person who was the head of the Feng family: Feng Ling.

So they simply made them call themselves saintesses, just like Xiao Hui.

Upon hearing Yang Ming's report, Ruo Qingyan felt somewhat helpless:

"What about crows? Even seeing crows isn't allowed?"

Yang Ming nodded:

“No one will do. They only want to see the patriarch. They say that without the patriarch, the Feng family is not the Feng family, and they don’t want to join.”

Ruo Qingyan thought for a moment and asked curiously:

"What would you do if it were a wind chime?"

Yang Ming was taken aback, then smiled and said:

"If it were the head of the family, they would probably hold a banquet..."

Ruo Qingyan nodded thoughtfully:

"I see. In any case, let's win over some people first."

"No, it's luring people here and then coercing or bribing them..."

If Qingyan: ? ? ?

"Huh? Are you serious?"

Yang Ming nodded:

"Of course, the patriarch did this kind of thing a lot during the Northern Expedition, and it worked very well!"

Ruo Qingyan's lips twitched wildly, "You little rascal..."

You've been lying to me all this time, haven't you?

Hearing Yang Ming say this, Ruo Qingyan realized just how much Feng Ling had embellished her story when she told him about his Northern Expedition!

I was speechless for a moment. This guy...

What bad intentions does Fengling have? Fengling just wants to show off in front of his wife.

Seeing Ruo Qingyan deep in thought, Yang Ming didn't disturb her and quietly waited for her decision.

At this moment, the corpse wrapped in wine quickly said:

"Holy Maiden, I think holding a banquet is a great idea! When the Patriarch holds banquets, he always has them bring their own drinks! Hehe..."

Ruo Qingyan was taken aback:

"You even brought your own drinks?"

"Yeah...not only food and drinks, they also bring gifts! And most importantly, those guys really have a lot of good wine hidden away!"

The intention behind the wine-entangled corpse was very clear, but Ruo Qingyan found it both funny and sad.

I couldn't help but chuckle to myself:

You're so stingy!

"Ah Qiu..."

The wind chime sneezed and murmured:

"It must be my wife missing me..."

Seeing that Ruo Qingyan was still not making a decision, Jiu Chanshi became a little anxious. Whether she could still drink the wine depended on her!

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