Jiang Qingwan drew the jade candle from Ye Qi's hand into the air.
The jade candle was no longer pure white; instead, it revealed mysterious black patterns.
"Take another look at what this is?" Jiang Qingwan tore off her disguise and forced a smile.
"Isn't it just a ten-thousand-year-old cold jade candle? What's so interesting about it?" When Han Qianfan glanced over, the black patterns disappeared just as before, and it was no different from before.
"No. Take another look." Jiang Qingwan counted down, "Three, two, one."
Black lines completely covered the jade candle.
A suction force was generated in the air, and the jade candle fell into Han Qianfan's hand.
Han Qianfan's pupils dilated in shock. He looked again and again, unwilling to give up, confirming that the jade candle was indeed not the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Candle. He cursed out loud, "Bewitching Incense? How do you have such a thing? Which old dog in the cultivation world has this in stock?"
"In another world, there are still things like this from the cultivation world; they're like a persistent ghost."
Jiang Qingwan said coldly, "Watch your words. You are the one who invaded our world. Please show some respect."
Han Qianfan conjured a black folding fan, placed it in front of his chest with a cool air, and slowly fanned himself. His panicked expression disappeared, and he calmly said, "Stop. What do you mean by 'invasion'? You righteous people just have such unpleasant words."
"There's no such thing as first come, first served. It's clearly the descendants who step on the bones of their ancestors. The most important thing is that strength reigns supreme."
"From now on, this will be a world that belongs exclusively to our extraterrestrial demon race."
The fan that had been gently waving in his arms stopped, and Han Qianfan snapped it shut with a "snap," causing the pendant on the fan to be flung away with great force.
The pendant fell rapidly.
Everyone was panicked, feeling that this was not a good thing.
A wisp of black mist enveloped the pendant, which slowly rose and flew back into Han Qianfan's hand.
Under everyone's gaze, he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, grinning and saying, "It wasn't tied tightly, hehe, I almost lost it. This was a gift that a demon beauty specially picked out for me in the human world."
Jiang Qingwan thought Han Qianfan had some trick up his sleeve and was going to pull off something big, but then he said this, and she was speechless and complained: "Look at your worthless appearance. You're like a cheap street vendor, selling two for ten yuan."
Han Qianfan carefully wiped away the dust that wasn't actually on the pendant with his hand, then blew on it and said, "Don't you dare slander Miss Da Niu's feelings. You don't really think that just because you have this bewitching incense, I'm afraid of you and can't beat you, do you?"
Han Qianfan never took Jiang Qingwan and her ilk seriously.
All his unpredictable personality traits, including feigning weakness, are simply a product of his perverse sense of humor.
"You did a great job with your homework. You let me inhale the first incense of the Bewitching Incense so closely. But look at me, do I look even slightly dizzy?" Han Qianfan performed a spinning in the air.
"Sigh. Everyone says that you righteous people are the best at pretending, Ye Qi, I didn't expect you to lie to me too. Then I can't spare your life."
"I really want you to be our guest elder. Tsk. What to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand formed from black mist enveloped Ye Qi and pulled him to Han Qianfan's side.
Han Qianfan looked at Ye Qi, a hint of infatuation in his eyes, "I really admire your abilities. You have the brains to deceive me, and you also possess powerful spacetime abilities. I even smelled the aura of the God of Time on you."
Han Qianfan closed his eyes again, taking a deep, fascinated breath of the air in front of Ye Qi.
Ye Qi felt a chill: Could this guy be gay?
Jiang Qingwan also felt annoyed that her belongings had been touched by someone else. Her voice, mixed with spiritual energy, was loudly rebuked: "Han Qianfan, that's enough! You're about to die and you're still being stubborn."
Han Qianfan opened his eyes and gave Jiang Qingwan a disdainful look. "You said I was about to die. Why don't you dare to do anything? Let me guess."
Han Qianfan drawled, "Could it be that you're waiting for the medicine to take effect?"
Jiang Qingwan's heart skipped a beat. He had hit the nail on the head; she was indeed waiting for the bewitching incense to take effect.
Logically, it should have taken effect long ago, but for some reason Han Qianfan is still acting as usual.
Could it really be that Ye Qi has betrayed us?
No, no, no! Impossible! What am I thinking? I should have absolute trust in Ye Qi.
If you were to ask her why she trusts Ye Qi so much?
She couldn't really explain why, she just felt that it should be this way.
Ye Qi would never harm himself.
He was indeed waiting for the incense to take effect, but he absolutely could not reveal it.
Jiang Qingwan displayed all her acting skills and confidently said, "I have enough confidence, so I will spare your life for now."
The crowd on the city wall cheered below.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Sister Jiang, stop wasting time talking to him and kill him!"
Jiang Qingwan cursed inwardly, "Damn it. A bunch of incompetent teammates. Aren't they afraid of angering Han Qianfan?"
However, my acting skills are indeed quite good, and Han Qianfan should believe me.
Ye Qi knew the truth and helped Jiang Qingwan clean up the mess.
His face was grim as he coldly surveyed the inflamed crowd from the air.
Everyone fell silent instantly.
Han Qianfan teleported in front of Ye Qi and kissed him on the cheek, stroking his face and whispering, "Tell me, if I give you another chance, will you still betray me?"
Unable to move, Ye Qi could only humiliatingly allow Han Qianfan to touch him.
"Don't touch him!" Jiang Qingwan was furious. She dispersed the demonic energy that was trapping Ye Qi and used her spiritual energy to send him back to her side.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Qingwan asked with concern.
Ye Qi clenched his fist, his fingertips turning white, and shook his head.
I will never forget the humiliation I suffered today, but I am too weak.
But... thankfully he has Jiang Qingwan.
Thinking of this, Ye Qi felt a warm current flow through his heart, which diluted the nausea he had just felt.
He didn't want the skin that Han Qianfan had just touched anymore and wanted to cut it off.
Ye Qi regained his composure and said, "Thank you."
"Your strength has improved so much that you can even snatch people from my hands from a distance." Han Qianfan praised Jiang Qingwan as he looked at the sudden emptiness beside him.
"If you have such strength, why pretend in the first place? Why make me release him? Wouldn't it have been better to just take him?"
"I understand. In the end, you're still waiting for the bewitching incense to take effect."
Han Qianfan boldly revealed the truth.
Jiang Qingwan stubbornly refused to admit it and tried to argue, "No—"
Han Qianfan interrupted, "Let me tell you. The Bewitching Incense has already taken effect."
"It's just that the cultivation world is too backward. They don't know that after they drove us out of the cultivation world, all the meridians in our bodies of the extraterrestrial demons changed."
"In your human language, it's called gene recombination."
"Why would I be afraid of this bewitching incense?"
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