Stonefish and the others were startled, and their chins, hidden under the black hoods, recoiled slightly.
"You... how are you still awake?!"
Gingerbread quickly sat up in bed and said with a smile, "What a coincidence! My neighbor's idiot kept banging up his alchemy furnace all night, and you guys just happened to arrive before I could even sleep tonight."
"..."
"If I remember correctly, the elder of your Sword Sect lives next door." The red flame of the soul lamp in Shi Yu's hand flickered.
"Hmm." Gingerbread pushed aside the three cloaked figures and casually walked to the round table to drink tea. "So?"
"So you call him an idiot?" Stone Fish turned around slowly. "And the Sword Sect elder is really that bad at alchemy?"
What does it mean to "explode the alchemy furnace all night"?
Even beginners wouldn't be like this.
In the Soul Sect, disrespecting elders will result in the suffering of soul refining.
The elders of the Soul Sect all gained insights into alchemy and weapon crafting.
Otherwise, what right do they have to be elders?
"He's my good brother, so what if I call him an idiot? What are you doing in a weak woman's room in the middle of the night?"
Weak woman?
The stone fish's head momentarily went blank.
He was stunned. He looked at Jiang Bingbing, who called herself a "weak woman," and saw her leisurely drinking tea despite being visited by three people from the Soul Sect late at night. He could not see a trace of fear on her face.
"We're here to kidnap you."
Stone Fish was also decisive, raising the Soul Lamp and getting to work immediately.
Immediately cast the Soul Control spell on Gingerbread.
The dense golden threads pierced through the soul lamp and attacked Gingerbread's brow.
The Soul Sect members let out a triumphant laugh.
Who knows!
The golden threads controlling the soul suddenly turned a corner and even made a U-turn in front of the gingerbread pancake shop.
The soul-controlling golden threads flew back and instead attacked them.
The three were terrified and frantically operated the Soul Lamp.
"How could this be?" Stone Fish circulated its spiritual power to control the soul lamp and take over the soul control line.
Why is your soul so powerful?
How is that possible!
His master said that his soul control technique had gradually reached the point where he could control the souls of Nascent Soul cultivators.
The girl in front of me.
He's only at the Golden Core stage!
Gingerbread crossed his arms and smiled slightly as he stared at the stone fish.
Isn't that obvious?
They just attacked a wisp of divine soul that Fen Jue had separated from, and fought against an ascended god-king.
Burn away the blatant abuse of noobs.
That same smile again!
The stone fish felt uneasy under her gaze, and the gingerbread was as mysterious as a bottomless black hole. Before this, probably no one knew that this woman's soul was so powerful.
"Oh, so you just used the Soul Sect's ultimate technique?" Ginger Cake drew the Surging Waves sword from her waist and walked over with a smile. "Would you like to try our Sword Sect's ultimate technique?"
"W-What do you mean?"
Stone Fish's eyes, hidden beneath his black hood, were fixed on the girl.
Two men in black cloaks followed him as he retreated.
joke.
They're not stupid; all the Soul Sect's genius disciples have retired.
What I mean is—
With his left hand forming a hand seal, Jiang Bingbing thrust out a powerful attack with his right, saying, "I wonder if your soul lamp can withstand my sword strike."
The sound of air being cut was accompanied by the white sword light passing through the golden soul lamp.
The soul lamp shattered into pieces in an instant.
Stonefish's eyes widened, and he pointed angrily at Gingerbread, "You, you actually dare to..."
Gingerbread smiled slightly, "Didn't anyone teach you that it's impolite to barge into a young lady's room in the middle of the night?"
"Look, this is the consequence."
After she finished speaking, she turned around gracefully and slashed the soul lamps of the other two black-cloaked figures with her Jinglan Sword.
The three cloaked figures retreated in alarm.
Gingerbread ran his fingers along the blade of the sword, muttering to himself, "Before absolute power, all magic is futile."
Every battle made her realize this clearly.
How powerful are sword cultivators?
“Good, very good, I’ll remember you.” Stone Fish took something out of his cloak.
A plume of black smoke billowed out.
The three people vanished into thin air.
A fleeting message was left behind as it dissipated with the black smoke.
"We'll be back."
Gingerbread: .....Does he think he's the Big Bad Wolf?
"Wow, Li Dapu made the Soul Sect sound so powerful, but it's nothing special!"
Fen Jue appeared, bent down to pick up the fragments of the Soul Lamp, and upon hearing her words, a smile appeared on his lips, "The Soul Sect is indeed powerful. Have you ever considered that it is you who are both wise and brave?"
"Praise me more, I love to hear it."
Gingerbread squatted next to Fenjue, tilting its head to look at his deep-set eyes.
“Something’s wrong with the Soul Lamp,” he said.
She glanced down at it.
Slender, fair fingers held the fragments of the soul lamp.
Gingerbread was worried that the shards would cut his beautiful hands, and reflexively asked, "What's wrong?"
"It contains a forging material that appeared in a great battle a thousand years ago."
"A great war a thousand years ago?" Gingerbread asked.
"Yes, I ascended to the Heavenly Palace after that great battle." He lowered his gaze, his expression more solemn than ever before.
"Come to think of it, I don't seem to know you at all."
Given that Fen Jue is such an extraordinary genius of the Sword Sect, if she were to ask, many people would surely be able to recount his deeds.
However, she did not take the initiative to inquire.
For some reason, she subconsciously wanted him to tell her about his situation.
Fen Jue asked in surprise, "What do you want to know?"
I never expected Gingerbread to miss the point so easily.
When he asked, he was so surprised that he leaned slightly forward, his cascading black hair falling in her direction as he moved.
What a coincidence.
When Gingerbread asked the question, the angle seemed to be towards burning.
The ends of their hair were tangled together.
Under the moonlight, the ends of their hair swayed gently, adding a touch of ambiguity.
This face is absolutely stunning up close.
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