Chapter 56 Did she go to unbutton Ji Fuguang's inner garment? ...

Sheng Zhiyi sat on the steps in front of the door, her hands supporting her chin, watching Ji Fuguang make a hand seal and summon a strong wind to completely cover up the traces of spiritual energy here.

Both the cultivation world and the demon race possess magical artifacts capable of detecting spiritual energy and tracing the past. It seems they must be extremely careful this time they descend the mountain to avoid revealing their whereabouts.

but……

Ji Fuguang had gone down the mountain many times to complete missions, so he was naturally experienced in this kind of thing and she didn't need to worry too much.

Sheng Zhiyi stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked her lips, leaving only a trace of the sweet aftertaste of the medicine.

Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill?

She vaguely remembered that this was a high-grade pill, which was only available to elders and a small number of inner disciples. If it was a "waste of resources," it was not something a newly entered inner disciple like her was entitled to waste.

At this moment, when you ponder Ji Fuguang's somewhat cold and harsh words, you can actually sense a hint of embarrassment and anger.

Sheng Zhiyi couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

Although Ji Fuguang has a bit of a spoiled young master's temper, is a clean freak, likes to speak sarcastically and sarcasticly, and is occasionally moody and unpredictable...

Each of these flaws, if mentioned, would be inconsistent with his upright and honest image.

Sheng Zhiyi had vaguely heard that many disciples revered Ji Fuguang, feeling that he was too distant and difficult to get along with.

but……

She scratched her head.

She felt that Ji Fuguang was a really good person.

He taught her swordsmanship, healed her wounds, helped her change her spiritual roots, and treated her to her favorite snacks...

She couldn't accept a favor without having done anything in return, and now she had received Ji Fuguang's kindness for no reason. She didn't know how to repay him...

Sheng Zhiyi frowned slightly, her eyes blank, and she fell into deep thought.

In terms of cultivation, ten of her combined couldn't compare to a single finger of Ji Fuguang, especially the move he used to kill the demons just now. The silver light of "Night Snow" was like a scythe reaping lives, elegant and unparalleled, but every move was deadly.

Sheng Zhiyi glanced at the "Jinghong Feather" beside her, her face showing disbelief.

Both are divine weapons, but the one in my hand only looks a few degrees sharper than ordinary weapons; it doesn't seem like a top-tier weapon at all.

Back in the cave, when the two weapons were facing off, "Jinghongyu" even had a slight advantage.

Sigh, thankfully the sword spirit is still asleep, otherwise she would definitely be scolded for her low cultivation level, bringing shame to the gods.

Damn system task, hurry up and appear!

She desperately needs points to enhance her strength!

Sheng Zhiyi sighed in frustration.

She certainly can't help Ji Fuguang in this regard, is there anything else?

Sheng Zhiyi pondered that their mission this time was to investigate suspicious activities of the demon race. Both of them only had a superficial understanding of the demon race. Could Ji Fuguang be smarter than her?

Once she figured out the demons' purpose, she could tell Ji Fuguang about it, which would be a great help to him. Perhaps then Ji Fuguang would be convinced and say, "As expected of my junior sister, she is indeed very talented."

The more Sheng Zhiyi thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. He nodded to himself repeatedly, focusing intently on the snippets of information he had just overheard.

Unfortunately, these demons attacked too fiercely, and in order to protect themselves, they had no choice but to annihilate them.

If we leave one survivor, wouldn't we be able to find out the situation immediately?

Sheng Zhiyi sighed inwardly. A thread of thought surfaced in her chaotic mind, which she vaguely felt was very important, but the thread immediately disappeared and could no longer be grasped.

But then I thought... what could be important? I might as well think about the clues we have now.

While hiding behind the wooden planks, she overheard the demon leaders' conversation.

"Finding him would be a huge achievement."

The demons are looking for someone who is very important to them, and even to the entire demon race.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have used terms like "first place"...

Ji Fuguang thoroughly cleared away all traces of spiritual energy left in the entire village, ensuring that even a top-tier spiritual compass could not detect any movement, before putting away his folding fan and slowly walking towards Sheng Zhiyi.

He had just noticed that Sheng Zhiyi's mood seemed a bit off.

He frowned and sighed, seemingly worried about something.

The area within a ten-mile radius was eerily silent, with nothing else to be found except for the recent battle with the demons.

so……

Ji Fuguang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a dark glint flashing in them.

Did she feel that his methods of dealing with demons were too cruel and bloody, unlike the elegant and refined manners advocated by the cultivation world, and instead more like those of demons?

So……

Ji Fuguang walked up to Sheng Zhiyi, stretched out his fingers, pinched her chin, and lifted her face, a sense of irritation rising in his heart.

Has she decided what kind of puppet she wants to be?

Sheng Zhiyi frowned, lost in thought, when Ji Fuguang suddenly lifted her face.

She blinked blankly for a moment, then immediately smiled.

"Senior brother!"

Her ankle was still a little sore, and she stumbled when she stood up. She was forced to grab Ji Fuguang's arm and almost fell into his arms.

This made her feel a little embarrassed, so she quickly let go and patted off the non-existent dust on Ji Fuguang's body.

"Senior brother, are you done with your work?"

She was confident that she had figured out Ji Fuguang's temper. After all, he was a young master, so it was inevitable that he would have some quirks that were different from ordinary people. So what if he was moody? It wasn't a big deal.

The girl's chattering voice rang out beside him, and even though there was a gap between them in his embrace, Ji Fuguang could still feel the warmth emanating from her.

It's warm and comfortable, like the gentle sunshine of spring.

There was nothing scorching about it.

Ji Fuguang didn't notice that the faint chill that had initially enveloped him had silently vanished.

He gave a faint "hmm".

He then added, "The demons' attack was so fierce that we were forced to fight back..."

As soon as he said it, Ji Fuguang was stunned for a moment.

What is he doing? Is he explaining something to her?

Utterly ridiculous!

What explanation does he have?

Her spiritual roots are all under his control. With just a flick of his finger, he can make her wish she were dead. Is there any need to explain in front of an absolute subordinate?

“Yes!” Sheng Zhiyi, completely unaware, grabbed Ji Fuguang’s arm and nodded repeatedly.

"The demons' attack just now was so fierce, it terrified me. They were all acting like they didn't care about their lives!"

She glanced at Ji Fuguang's expression, and seeing that he didn't react, she immediately praised him:

"But senior brother, you are really amazing. You were able to wipe out so many demons all by yourself. Three elite demons couldn't even hurt you, let alone those demon soldiers. They were no match for you at all."

At first, Sheng Zhiyi was just trying to flatter the young master, thinking that flattery would never fail. But as the conversation progressed, she became quite agitated.

"Especially the 'Snowflakes Shining at Night' technique, which flies through the air with both elegance and efficiency, truly kills one person in ten steps and leaves no trace for a thousand miles. I wish I could do that in my lifetime!"

Is that so...?

Ji Fuguang lowered his eyes and looked at Sheng Zhiyi.

Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a bright and sincere light, her gaze genuine and earnest, with a hint of dependence and trust.

Then...

Let's give her some more time; after all, a puppet can't show that kind of look in its eyes.

Realizing that this goal was far beyond her reach, Sheng Zhiyi didn't make things difficult for herself and quickly presented the information she had just thought of.

"Oh, right, senior brother!"

She raised her chin, somewhat smugly, "I just remembered something. When we were fighting those demon soldiers, I think I heard them mention a place."

Her voice was clear and bright as she spoke slowly:

"Yingzhou".

Yingzhou City is another important town for mortals. The Yingzhou River flows around the city, making it easily accessible by waterways and a place of thriving commerce, which naturally makes it a gathering place for mortals.

If the demons' target is Yingzhou City, then this is truly terrible news for mortals.

Wangjia Village is not far from Yingzhou City; the two of them can reach it in half an hour by flying on their swords.

However, it was already late, and Yingzhou City would activate its protective formation after nightfall to prevent the invasion of the demon race. Even if the two of them rushed there, they would not be able to enter the city.

After a moment's thought, Ji Fuguang led Sheng Zhiyi along the official road, flying on his sword. Before long, they saw an inn with lanterns lit up, catering to travelers.

"Actually... mortals can be really amazing sometimes."

Sheng Zhiyi gazed at the lanterns in front of the inn from afar and sighed.

Compared to cultivators, mortals are weak and insignificant, possessing neither profound magical power nor an endless lifespan.

But on this vast land, there are traces of their hard work in making a living everywhere.

They paved roads through mountains and built bridges over rivers, with each generation standing on the shoulders of their predecessors and striving to move forward.

The gods have perished, the demons have been sealed away, and the cultivation world still faces the risk of extinction...

Only mortals, like ants, will live forever on this land.

"Is that so..." Ji Fuguang said calmly, "Being able to sacrifice everything for profit at any time is indeed impressive."

That statement sounded very pointed.

Sheng Zhiyi looked up in surprise. Ji Fuguang still had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, there was even a hint of ruthlessness in his phoenix eyes.

Before she could think it over, Ji Fuguang said with a smile:

"Junior Sister, we need to stay at an inn. Do you have any spirit stones on you?"

Oops!

Sheng Zhiyi quickly reached into the storage bag, squeezed it, and found it bulging.

This is a real consequence of being poor for so long; I almost forgot that her monthly salary as an inner disciple had already been paid in advance!

Sheng Zhiyi proudly raised her chin, "Of course!"

With that, he confidently walked into the inn.

They booked two superior rooms. It was a rare occasion for Sheng Zhiyi to treat Ji Fuguang to a meal, so her attitude was quite different. When they went up the stairs, she always walked in front of him to lead the way.

Halfway up the stairs, Sheng Zhiyi suddenly stiffened.

In my mind, a mechanical system voice sounded:

[Good evening, player Sheng Zhiyi!]

[A new strategy guide has been released. Please check your inbox.]

[Strategy Guide: Unbutton Ji Fuguang's inner garment to gain his favor.]

[Task Reward: 100 points]

[Punishment for failure: Extinction of existence]

[Task completion countdown: 06:00:00]

[Please complete the current strategy mission as soon as possible!]

...

Sheng Zhiyi suddenly realized that sometimes, one shouldn't speak too definitively.

Just now she was eagerly hoping for a system task to appear, but when she saw the task actually appear, Sheng Zhiyi wished she could just turn black and not see anything.

Underwear...

That was the garment worn closest to the body.

She went to unbutton Ji Fuguang's inner garment.

The image of the demons dying violently today flashed before Sheng Zhiyi's eyes, and the words that praised Ji Fuguang now turned into boomerangs, piercing her body.

If she does that, there is no doubt that Ji Fuguang will continue to write the poem to completion.

He can kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles.

He left after accomplishing his task, concealing his merits and fame.

Sheng Zhiyi didn't look up, so she naturally didn't see that Ji Fuguang's smile had become somewhat playful.