Inside the magnificent palace.
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
The precious and beautiful black bird screamed and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
The gloomy young man's face grew even colder as he slowly shook the blood off his hands.
"Good, very good... It seems I underestimated my younger brother."
"Unfortunately, death is not instantaneous; endless suffering awaits him."
"My dear brother...why did you resist? Wouldn't it be better to accept the quick death I'm granting you?"
The others bowed and scraped, remaining silent in fear.
The man in black robes cautiously asked, "Master, should we send more people...?"
The young man said, "We can't kill him! There are people watching from above! This is a one-time thing, so let him live for another two years!"
"Ha, I'd like to see what my arrogant and foolish brother will accomplish in a year."
He waved his hand, "That guy could be crushed with a flick of the wrist, no need to worry about him. What we really need to care about are my brothers."
"Keep an eye on them and report any developments immediately."
"yes!"
...
Heading west from the Demon God Temple.
Outside the pass.
That night.
Mo Xie and Feng Qingcheng had been traveling for a day and found a place to rest.
The campfire flickered.
A juicy pheasant is roasting over a fire, splattering fragrant oil.
Mo Xie sat comfortably on the ground, wiggling his beast legs. "Aren't you tired of standing there?"
Feng Qingcheng stood with her hands behind her back, looking up at the night sky, her long black hair flowing gracefully down.
The gentle night breeze made her phoenix skirt flutter and rustle.
She said calmly, "Such a loss of composure is unbecoming of a cultivator."
Mo Xie shook his head and smiled, raising the golden-brown roasted chicken. "Want some?"
Feng Qingcheng frowned and said, "Mortal food is merely to satisfy the appetite; how can we cultivators..."
"Stop, stop... Fine, don't eat then. Don't give me this lecture."
Mo Xie quickly called for a stop, shaking his head and saying, "I'm just an ordinary mortal, and I only enjoy these culinary pleasures!"
Thud!
Push aside the wine gourd.
He ate a bite of beast meat with a sip of spiritual wine, savoring the meal. "Delicious!"
Smack smack...
The air was filled with the sounds of Mo Xie enjoying her meal.
Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, turning her gaze away from observing the night sky.
After a moment of silence, she said, "Hey, I have a question for you!"
"First, I don't call you 'Hey'..."
Mo Xie, enjoying the fine wine and meat, mumbled indistinctly, "Speak."
Feng Qingcheng asked, "Why do you possess a dragon soul?"
"I think your question is a bit too ambiguous, after all, this is a huge secret of mine..."
Feng Qingcheng's face turned cold.
Mo Xie downed a mouthful of fine wine and continued, "However, you have done me a favor, so naturally I would never keep any secret from you!"
Feng Qingcheng's expression softened slightly, and she thought to herself: It seems that the 'Heart-to-Heart Technique' is still effective for him.
Mo Xie said in a low voice:
"It was a dark and windy night, and I was outside looking at the stars."
"Just then, I saw nine dragons pulling a coffin flying across the night sky..."
Feng Qingcheng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she exclaimed in a low voice, "Nine dragons pulling a coffin?!"
"That's right, nine dragons pulling a coffin!"
Mo Xie downed a mouthful of fine wine and said in a deep voice, "I even witnessed such a strange phenomenon, and at that moment I felt that I had the potential to become an emperor..."
Feng Qingcheng frowned and said coldly, "Get to the point!"
“Oh…” Mo Xie nodded and said, “The point is that I suddenly fainted, and when I woke up, I found that a dragon soul was entrenched in my mind.”
"That's it..."
His serious and solemn demeanor vanished, replaced by his usual frivolous and lazy air. "Honestly, if you only get to the point when telling a story, what's the fun in that?"
Feng Qingcheng ignored his complaints.
Her phoenix eyes sparkled as she gazed at the night sky, falling silent, lost in thought.
"I just made that up, so don't overthink it..."
Mo Xie shook her head and smiled, happy to have some peace and quiet.
They ate meat and drank wine while admiring the woman lost in thought under the moon.
To be honest,
Feng Qingcheng is indeed very beautiful.
It's not just her stunning beauty, but also the domineering aura that is rare among ordinary women.
Rather than calling her a mature woman, it would be more accurate to call her a queen!
If some overweight otaku saw this, they might burst into tears and prostrate themselves on the ground: I'm a nimble dog from the mountains...
...
"Nine dragons pulling the coffin..."
"Could he really be the one our clan has been talking about...?"
"Even so, it would never be possible for such a grand phenomenon as 'Nine Dragons' to occur."
Feng Qingcheng pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with any clue.
Turning around, he saw Mo Xie's blinking eyes looking at him.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she said in a cool voice, "What are you looking at?"
Mo Xie smacked his lips and casually said, "What beautiful scenery could there be in the Demon Realm? Of course, it's all about you!"
"Heh, so glib..."
Feng Qingcheng sneered, indicating that she was not interested.
"I'll ask you one more question..."
"Speak freely and without reservation."
Feng Qingcheng said, "Even if you accidentally obtained the Dragon Soul, how did you come to know that...that 'Dragon and Phoenix Union Technique'?"
Her sharp phoenix eyes stared unblinkingly at Mo Xie.
"The Dragon and Phoenix Union Technique?"
Mo Xie's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled, "I don't know either. After obtaining the Dragon Soul, many techniques seemed to be naturally engraved in my mind, and your so-called Dragon and Phoenix Union Technique is one of them."
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