Ji Fengyao smiled innocently and brightly: "At that time, her body will be like the second clone that I have created. Her body, memories, and even her identity and status will all belong to me. Isn't that a hundred times better than taking her in as a puppet subordinate?"

“I see. That’s much better than having a puppet.” An Zijin happily changed her tune and encouraged Dongdan Shuiyue, who was crying even harder, saying, “Miss Shuiyue, just grit your teeth and hold on a little longer. Don’t beg for mercy. Just pretend you’re dying from the pain.”

Dongdan Shuiyue: "..."

She couldn't even beg for death. What kind of devilish bandits were these? Their methods were so bizarre and ruthless!

Meanwhile, An Zijin asked curiously through telepathy, "Miss, is your quantum consciousness really that magical, capable of occupying someone else's body and becoming another clone of yourself?"

“This is similar to possession. As long as the soul you split out is strong enough, it is theoretically possible. However, the risks are the same as possession. If your strength is insufficient, you will be devoured.” Ji Fengyao calmly observed Dongdan Shuiyue’s reaction and truthfully said, “What I attached to her body was just some scattered consciousness, not soul power. It was only because of the enhancement of the addiction needle that it had such an effect. It was not enough to generate a complete consciousness and control her body as my second clone.”

"If she doesn't beg for mercy, wouldn't we be..."

Before An Zijin could finish expressing her concerns, Dongdan Shuiyue couldn't hold back any longer and said, "I admit defeat, please spare my life, Fire Phoenix!"

An Zijin: "..."

It turns out that people from big families aren't as tough as you might think!

"Hmm?" Ji Fengyao stared at Dongdan Shuiyue with a half-smile, her arms crossed and unmoved.

"Please, Miss Huofeng, spare my worthless life!" Dongdan Shuiyue's eyes were bloodshot as she swore with hatred, "If you spare my life, Miss, I, Dongdan Shuiyue, will willingly serve you as your servant and never betray you. Otherwise, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"

"Good boy," Ji Fengyao said, patting Dongdan Shuiyue's head like she was petting a dog. With a wave of her hand, she said, "Since you have such a strong will to survive, then I will be merciful and spare your dog's life for now."

After she finished speaking, the light spots that had pierced Dongdan Shuiyue's soul instantly retreated and dispersed, attaching themselves to the area around her sea of ​​consciousness.

The excruciating, piercing pain vanished instantly.

Dong Dan Shuiyue's face was deathly pale, and she was drenched in sweat. She lay half-lying on the couch, panting heavily, her eyes fixed on Ji Fengyao with hatred.

But when Ji Fengyao cast a faint glance at her, she was so frightened that she quickly suppressed all her hatred.

Her facial muscles twitched as she tried to project an obedient and fawning expression, but having been a pampered young lady for so long, she simply couldn't pull off the subservient look. She tried for a long time but failed.

"Alright, I don't lack servants, and you don't need to pretend to be a sycophant," Ji Fengyao waved her hand dismissively.

An Zijin pulled up a chair for her.

Ji Fengyao sat down in front of the couch and asked directly, "Tell me, where is the spirit mine you discovered?"

Upon hearing the words "spirit mine," Dongdan Shuiyue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Don't be surprised. Miss has already taken your hidden stash. You and Dongdan Wenhao each hid so many spirit stones. If you said you didn't discover a spirit mine, no one would believe it," An Zijin bluntly retorted.