It's no wonder that Zuan was shocked. He had considered many possibilities, but they were mostly limited to the biological realm. He never expected that her true form would be a talisman.
Aren't talismans inanimate objects?
Seemingly noticing his confusion, Jing Teng straightened his clothes and explained, "I can't remember how long this tomb has existed. Back then, the entire tomb relied on this great formation to seal all the monsters, and this talisman is the core of the formation."
"Since this talisman can become the core of the formation and suppress so many terrifying beings, it is itself extremely miraculous."
"And so the long years passed, and she gradually developed intelligence, and then I was born."
Zuan suddenly realized why she knew so much about the tomb but was unclear about who built it and what happened long ago.
"So, you're not really some kind of tree vine that was enlightened, are you?"
Jing Teng said apologetically, "I didn't mean to lie to you. At first, I really thought I was a vine that had been enlightened by the Immortal Lord Baopu. It wasn't until I came to this great tomb that I gradually regained some of my memories."
"Although I developed sentience back then, I remained in this great tomb until one day, the old man Baopu Xianjun stumbled into the tomb and accidentally wandered into the depths of the tomb and encountered danger. I saved him, and that's how we became friends despite our age difference."
Zu An looked strange. "It's hard to say who's older, you or Baopu Immortal."
The women around me are of a very diverse age range, from teenage girls to women in their twenties and thirties, and even...
Hmm, I wonder how old Sister Yun and Sister Yan are.
I originally thought Mi Li was the oldest, but now it seems Jing Teng is just as old?
Other girls are eighteen, but I'm eighty-eight thousand?
Why doesn't the 88,000-year-old himself feel out of place, but would feel strange if he were 80 years old?
At this moment, Jing Teng continued, "I learned a lot about the human world from Immortal Lord Baopu, and I also developed a longing for the human world. Sometimes I would sneak out to play for a while, and to avoid trouble, I would lie and say that I was a vine enlightened by the Immortal Lord."
"Everything was fine until something happened..."
Just then, a cold laugh came from behind: "I wondered what you two were doing. Turns out, this pair of scoundrels were doing this kind of shameful thing here!"
Zu An was startled and quickly blocked Jing Teng behind him, nervously watching the entrance.
At this moment, a cloud of black mist slowly seeped out, with skulls looming within—who else could it be but the Ghost King?
Zuan's expression turned somewhat grim. The two of them had been so engrossed in their romance that they had completely forgotten about the formidable enemy who was hunting them down.
I will definitely protect Jing Teng!
Huh? Suddenly, a thought struck him: why was the other party unaffected by this great formation?
Logically, this grand formation should be used to seal the monsters in the entire tomb, so the Ghost King should be directly suppressed when he arrives here.
You know, he was almost crushed to pieces when he came here. Although this Ghost King is stronger than him, he is not that ridiculously stronger. Moreover, he also has demon attributes, so he should be even less able to withstand this pressure. Why is he acting like nothing happened?
"Where is the 'Baopu Zhenjing'?" The Ghost King looked directly at Jing Teng.
"I gave it to Brother Zu," Jing Teng said directly, without hiding anything.
The Ghost King was furious: "You actually gave her something so precious?"
The Ghost King's rage points: +444 +444 +444...
"He's my man, who else should I give him to?" Jing Teng had already straightened his clothes, hugged Zu An's arm, and looked at him provocatively.
The black mist around the Ghost King trembled violently, clearly indicating that he was severely agitated.
"Fine, now that I know the whereabouts of the 'Baopu Zhenjing', I'll just force him to reveal it to me."
Just then, the entire space shook again, and a series of roars echoed from afar, as if they were about to burst out, sending chills down one's spine.
Even the Ghost King was somewhat wary, and quickly said, "You brat, hand over the stuff now, and I can let you go. I can also spare those women up there."
Zuan said coldly, "I'm not used to handing my fate over to others."
"Hmph, your knowledge is limited, and I won't stoop to your level," the Ghost King sneered. "You must have seen those terrifying beings along the way. The seal on this great tomb is about to collapse. If we delay and those beings escape, even if I don't make things difficult for you, you will surely die."
Zu An's expression changed, realizing that he wasn't lying. If any of the monsters inside got out, not only would they die, but even the Ghost King might.
However, it is absolutely impossible to make him hand over the "True Scripture of Embracing Simplicity".
Just as he was struggling with this decision, Jing Teng suddenly sighed and looked at the Ghost King: "Why do you want the 'Baopu Zhenjing'?"
"Of course, it's for the path to immortality. Only after becoming an immortal can one transcend." The Ghost King said proudly, then became somewhat impatient. "Don't waste time. At worst, I'll let you keep a copy as well. That's my biggest concession."
He sensed the distant roars and the awakening of various terrifying auras, and knew he could not delay any longer.
"Does becoming an immortal mean you can transcend worldly concerns?" Jing Teng chuckled mockingly. "Do you know why I brought you here?"
The Ghost King shuddered, his body wreathed in black mist: "You want to use this Demon-Suppressing Formation to deal with me? But you're probably going to be disappointed. For some reason, I don't seem to be afraid of this thing."
Jing Teng looked at him strangely: "Don't you remember now that you're here?"
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