The pink mist surged over in an instant like a beast smelling blood.
Meng Yuyan clenched her teeth and held her breath, digging her nails deep into her palms.
She knew too well how terrifying these mists were. This Dream Butterfly Powder had once turned a God Emperor into dry bones in his dream.
But now that she had lost her divine power, she was even more fragile than those mortals. Even if she held her breath, she couldn't do it for long.
"Do you think..." Wei Xiang's voice suddenly rang close to her ear, her cold fingers wrapping around her jaw like a venomous snake. "You can get away like this?"
A sharp pain came from her jawbone, and Meng Yuyan was horrified to find that her mouth was being forcibly pried open.
What made her even more horrified was that in Wei Xiang's open palm, there was a pill lying - that was the real Mengdie Powder!
“Hmm—”
Meng Yuyan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and she twisted her body desperately, but the divine body that once could move mountains and seas was now like an ordinary woman and could not break free at all.
The feeling of suffocation came like a tide, and her lungs felt like they were burning. She suddenly realized that she had fallen into an elaborate trap.
When the first wisp of pink mist entered her nostrils, Meng Yuyan suddenly froze.
The smell is as sweet as honey, and it is not the unique bitter apricot smell of Mengdie Powder at all!
"You crushed—"
She shouted incoherently, her broken voice full of disbelief.
Wei Xiang's nails, stained with red nail polish, dug into the soft flesh of her cheek and forced the real Mengdie Powder into her mouth.
"You think you're so smart, don't you?"
There was a heavy hit on her throat, and the cold touch of the pill sliding down her esophagus made Meng Yuyan tremble all over.
She finally understood Wei Xiang's plan. He first used the disguised powder mist to attract her attention, and then let the boy whom she had never looked at directly dissipate the divine power in her body.
This interconnected vicious scheme is a hundred times more deadly than Mengdie Powder.
When the first hallucination began to erode her mind, Meng Yuyan saw Wei Xiang leaning closer in a daze.
The words that uttered from those cherry lips became the last voice she heard before falling into an endless nightmare:
"Enjoy it, my dear... Junior Sister."
In fact, what Wei Xiang just crushed was just an ordinary pill, and the real Mengdie Powder had been in her palm all along.
How could she not know that her junior sister would be on guard, so it was just a deception at the beginning.
And Li Lingge did not disappoint her. The two of them did not communicate at all, but the other party knew what she was thinking.
She attracted Meng Yuyan's attention in front, and Li Lingge attacked her unexpectedly, using the Star Shifting Formation to drain Meng Yuyan's cultivation.
The tacit understanding between the two made Wei Xiang more certain that bringing Li Lingge to the God Realm was the right choice.
…
The night was deep, and the Fuyao Sect was shrouded in silence.
Suddenly, a brilliant rainbow of light shot up from Danxia Peak, illuminating the entire night sky like daylight.
The clouds in the sky rolled and condensed into the shadow of a giant butterfly, with starlight scattering as its wings stretched out.
"This is... a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth that indicates the birth of a divine elixir!"
The great elder who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and appeared in mid-air in a flash.
He muttered with disbelief written all over his old face.
"Dream Butterfly Powder? How is this possible?"
The elders of each peak were alarmed, and streaks of light streaked across the night sky.
The second elder ran out of the bedroom barefoot, his clothes a little disheveled.
"The Dream Butterfly Powder, which I have been studying alchemy for thousands of years but have yet to be refined, has been refined by a girl like Meng Yuyan..."
The disciples of Fuyao Sect were in even greater chaos. Some of them didn't even have time to put on their outer clothes and flew over on their swords in their inner clothes.
"Look! That's the legendary Danxia turning into a butterfly!" The young disciple exclaimed, pointing to the sky.
In the colorful glow, the illusory butterfly was slowly flapping its wings, and each flap brought with it bursts of medicinal fragrance, which made people feel refreshed.
"Junior Sister Meng really did it..."
Lin Qingyu clutched the window frame tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He knew that his junior sister had been trying to make Mengdie Powder, and others said it was a foolish dream, but he did not expect that his junior sister had finally succeeded today.
Feng Jiu, the leader of the Fuyao Sect, hurried over and stopped above the Qixia Courtyard, her eyes fixed on the strange phenomenon in the sky.
"I didn't expect that Yuyan actually succeeded in refining it."
Before she finished speaking, a clear phoenix cry suddenly came from the sky. The butterfly transformed into a nine-colored phoenix, soaring three times in the clouds and then swooping down.
"The elixir is completed and attracts phoenixes! This is a sign of the completion of the divine product!"
The Great Elder's white beard trembled with excitement. Everyone saw the phoenix shadow go straight into Meng Yuyan's villa, and then a bright moon-like light rose from the courtyard, illuminating every detail within a radius of ten miles.
The courtyard was already crowded with people, and everyone couldn't help but talk about it.
"Dream Butterfly Powder is an ancient miraculous recipe, but unfortunately no one has been able to successfully refine it in nearly a million years."
"Yes, I didn't expect that I would reappear in the world today in my Fuyao Sect..."
"This thing can make the God Emperor fall into an illusion. Go and take a look at the finished elixir."
Fengjiu landed in front of the tower and knocked on the door.
"Yuyan, have you refined the Dream Butterfly Powder? Let me take a look."
At this time, Meng Yuyan had already fallen asleep and was put into Li Lingge's space bracelet.
Li Lingge and Wei Xiang looked at each other and whispered.
"what to do?"
He now knew very little about the relationship between Wei Xiang and Fuyao Sect. He only knew that Wei Xiang was once a disciple of Fuyao Sect and had a grudge against this junior sister.
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