Her puppet's accident was bad enough, but with a bunch of onlookers watching, where was she supposed to put her face?

Those people were right. Because it was a desolate place, uninhabited and devoid of any plants or animals, she had only brought a reconnaissance puppet, which she never expected to return. If someone was secretly lying in wait, then they would truly be a bunch of fools, simply handing over puppets and spirit stones to someone. And the One Realm Sect, which made this suggestion, is certainly implicated.

Qiaoyin was thinking too deeply, and her expression grew increasingly grim. Those around her silently slipped into the crowd, fearing they might incur their wrath.

Among the disciples of the Puppet Sect, who didn't know Qiaoyin's fiery temper? She'd unleash puppets at the slightest provocation; they'd experienced it countless times. Especially the thought of being stripped naked and tied to a tree by a puppet—it sent chills down their spines. Even the sect leader couldn't sway them. It was safer to stay away; at least they'd have others with them if they lost face.

Inside the Demon Abyss, the flames in the Purple Flame Pool suddenly rose a little higher.

"Master, we've found it!"

Xiang Wan excitedly jumped out of the Purple Flame Pool, only to be greeted by a robe thrown at her by Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian was already used to her occasional leaps into the Purple Flame Pool, and preparing her robes had become a habit for him. However, Xiang Wan was still somewhat oblivious, sometimes forgetting to tie her sash, until Feng Jiutian couldn't bear to look at her anymore and personally tied a pretty bow for her, only then did he stop.

This was Xiang Wan's special request; she wouldn't put on her clothes unless they were tied with a bow.

She didn't mind, but Feng Jiutian did. Who had these thoughts in mind? Need I say more?

She tried to seduce him before, but he didn't fall for it. Once he was unwittingly attracted, Xiang Wan started to play dumb.

He could see her and reach her, but she was oblivious to his thoughts, making him think about her all the time. Xiang Wan estimated that Feng Jiutian's heart would be filled with lust for most of his life.

This is good; it meets Xiang Wan's expectations.