Wang Feng didn't care about any of that; he just wanted to make the story as plausible as possible.
If all else fails, we can take the second path: risk serious injury to kill Huan Tianying directly.
At worst, I can activate the Azure Dragon Evolution, and with the Azure Dragon Emperor's cultivation, I can crush her with a single finger!
A while later...
"Have you finished speaking? Do you have any other questions?"
Wang Feng held a jade bottle, collecting pink teardrops, and looked calmly at Huan Tianying, who was crying her eyes out, with a trace of pity deep in his eyes.
He almost believed those stories he made up, as if Huan Tianying were really his sister-in-law.
"No, no... I'm done. You can go now..."
Huan Tianying was in a daze at the moment, clearly not quite recovered from those messages.
She didn't want to touch him at all, and even looking at him made her feel guilty towards Lin Lang.
She actually... wanted to use Lin Lang's brother as a substitute for Lin Lang. She really... has no virtue whatsoever. She's really... despicable!
"Then open the teleportation portal! Otherwise, how am I supposed to get there?"
Seeing that it was about time, Wang Feng put the three palm-sized pink teardrop-shaped bottles on the ground into his storage space.
Actually, he wasn't without selfish motives, and these pink teardrops were his selfish motives!
Upon hearing this, Huan Tianying noticed a purple illusion gate appearing in front of Wang Feng, exactly the same as the one he had when he was teleported to this bedchamber.
Wang Feng lifted his foot and was about to step inside when he was stopped by a hoarse voice pleading behind him.
"Brother-in-law, if possible... when you find Lin Lang, could you... ask him to come back to me?"
At this moment, Huan Tianying's allure was tinged with a sense of brokenness, making her look extremely pitiful, which even Wang Feng found hard to bear.
"Yes, we're all family. Don't worry, I've been trying my best to find his whereabouts. That's my second purpose for coming down to the mortal realm to gain experience."
After saying this, Wang Feng raised his hand and waved without turning back, leaving Huan Tianying with a white-robed silhouette before stepping into the Purple Illusion Gate and disappearing from sight.
The entire bedchamber was suddenly left with only Huan Tianying's remnant soul sitting there in a daze.
The messy bedroom felt rather deserted.
No! It was just deserted, with only one stunningly beautiful woman curled up in the center.
The tear tracks on Huan Tianying's pretty face were still clearly visible. She sat there blankly, lost in thought, and tears streamed down her face again as she thought.
"Lin Lang, I no longer wish to die. I've been waiting for you for so long, a little more time won't make a difference..."
Huan Tianying sat on the bed, curled up with her head down, pink tears falling onto the bed and turning into rich spiritual energy.
What Wang Feng didn't know was that the sliver of hope he gave Huan Tianying would actually come true sometime in the future!
And she helped him a lot later on.
......
tread!
Wang Feng took a step forward, and his vision went black for a moment before the scene instantly changed.
The first thing you see is Jiang Hanxi's cold and pretty face, with some bloodstains on it, giving off a strange feeling of broken jade.
Wang Feng was startled, however, as there were dozens of frozen humanoid ice sculptures in the palace, while Jiang Hanxi watched the scene with cold eyes.
"My wife!"
Wang Feng quickly ran over to check her injuries, but they were all minor and would heal on their own if not treated promptly.
Wang Feng cupped Jiang Hanxi's pretty face in his hands and gently wiped away the bloodstains from her face with his fingers.
A faint, chaotic spiritual energy swirled around her fingers, and the fine bloodstains on Jiang Hanxi's pretty face gradually began to heal.
These bloodstains might have been intentionally done by Jiang Hanxi, but whether that's true or not remains to be seen.
Once Jiang Hanxi saw that her injuries had healed, she immediately slapped Wang Feng's hand away, refusing to let him touch her again.
Playing hard to get!
A phrase immediately came to Wang Feng's mind: Jiang Hanxi was actually playing hard to get?
"The secret realm is about to close. Everyone, please return to the palace immediately, or you will bear the consequences."
At this moment, a voice rang out, and as the voice faded, several exit passages leading to the outside of the palace, not far from Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi, began to close.
A series of deep voices rang out, and countless cultivators who had previously entered through the walled gates were forcibly thrown out.
Even the cultivators who had already run out of the palace through the passageway were all thrown back through the teleportation channel.
The monks who were thrown back from outside the palace immediately felt they had been tricked and were so angry that they cursed and swore at each other.
In a fit of rage, he suddenly roared and shouted at the ceiling, creating a loud explosion!
Don't ask why I'm facing the ceiling; the answer is that I'm afraid of being ganged up on, because at this moment, countless people are filled with resentment.
Some people cursed angrily because they were just one step away from obtaining the medicinal herb but were thrown out by a force.
Some who were almost swallowed by beasts and were teleported out were extremely fortunate, while others who died after being teleported out were filled with resentment.
Within the boundless palace, countless gates and teleportation channels that appeared out of thin air were frantically spitting out cultivators, like spitting out sunflower seed shells.
However, the monks thrown back from outside the palace were all those who had just been spat out of the walls and doors and then ran out of the palace exit.
As for the cultivators who had already fled and gone into hiding some time ago, it seemed that the nameless power of the secret realm could no longer affect them.
In an instant, the entire palace displayed a spectrum of emotions, from joy and anger to sorrow and rage, with constant noise and the imminent threat of battle.
After all, there are quite a few oddballs with irritability.
In an instant, countless spiritual energies and weapons of different attributes scattered everywhere, and the unsuspecting cultivators were instantly turned into minced meat and exploded into a bloody mist.
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