“I don’t know. He was dressed in black robes and his face was covered. It must have been the person hiding in the palace who made the move.” As soon as Ji Fengming regained his freedom, he pulled Shang Xiye back. “He went towards the deep forest. He’s very fast. We’ll probably need more people.”

Without hesitation, Shang Xiye followed closely behind, saying, "If it really is that person, no matter how many people there are, it won't be of any use... No, there is one person who might be of some use."

"Who?" Ji Fengming turned around in confusion. "Brother-in-law, have you found out about that person's background?"

"Not yet, but I've learned through the clues about Song Huiru and the Song family that the person also values ​​Song Huilan highly. However, I'm unwilling to do things that involve coercing the innocent or threatening others..."

Before Shang Xiye could finish speaking, Ji Fengming brainwashed him: "We're not really going to hurt her. We'll just use her to get my sister back. Maybe we can even let that girl see the real face of that person and make her realize her mistakes. By the way, we can also tell you which bastard is hiding in the shadows and attacking people all year round."

Having no other choice, Shang Xiye nodded in agreement: "Alright, I will have Wuying send someone to invite Miss Song over."

After saying that, Shang Xiye sent one of his bodyguards back to inform Wuying.

Ji Fengyao's divine soul was powerful, so Shang Beiyu's attack was not heavy.

She was only unconscious for about fifteen minutes before she slowly woke up.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I saw a black ghost mask and a large black hood that completely covered my head and face.

And she was in his arms at that moment, her little face pressed against his heart.

Ji Fengyao instinctively wanted to jump up, but Shang Beiyu held her down. A deep and magnetic voice came from under the mask: "The laws of heaven in this world are incomplete, and it is not easy to control a sword. You must not move around recklessly, otherwise, even a cultivator will fall to his death from such a height."

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyao turned her head and looked down, only to find that they were in mid-air.

Beneath the longsword, mountains, rivers, and lakes stretched out before her. Ji Fengyao hadn't experienced this feeling of soaring high above, flying on her sword, in a long time.

But this posture is really awkward.

Ji Fengyao persisted in rubbing herself down, and said very seriously, "Senior, it is improper for men and women to be intimate. You, you should put me down first."

"What, have cultivators also learned those worldly customs?" Shang Beiyu carefully concealed himself. Although he longed for the feeling of holding a soft, warm body in his arms, he was afraid of upsetting the little one, so he had no choice but to obediently let her go.

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Even normal cultivators respect the distinction between men and women and have some sense of shame!

"Senior, where are you taking me?" Ji Fengyao felt a little scared. Was this guy going to take her somewhere and imprison her to be his medicine slave for making medicine?

The little bandit's anxious look, as if she's about to explode and fight at any moment, is absolutely adorable.

Shang Beiyu resisted the urge to pull her into his arms and be affectionate with her, and said indifferently, "Didn't you say you were an alchemist and could refine Spirit Gathering Pills?"

"Yes...but the ingredients for refining Spirit Gathering Pills are all spiritual plants, and this world probably doesn't have them..."

Are these the ones?

Before Ji Fengyao could finish speaking, Shang Beiyu slightly raised his palm.

Four or five small black wooden boxes of unknown material floated in front of him, each filled with medicinal herbs that exuded a faint spiritual energy.

Although these medicinal herbs do not have the same rich spiritual energy as the spiritual plants on the Danling Continent, they are undoubtedly spiritual plants.