Chapter 116
Artifact?
Apart from Shuilongyin, are there any other magical instruments that can bring wisdom in the Five Continents?
A hint of coldness flashed in the demon cultivator's eyes. Don't think that he doesn't know what's happening in the Five Continents just because he has been locked up in the Demon Realm for hundreds of years!
The coldness in Feng Jue's eyes became even stronger. She gently took out a silver bead from the gold silk bag. The golden-red spiritual power in her palm transformed into a fire phoenix, and she instantly attacked the demon cultivator with the silver bead.
"You're courting death!" the demon cultivator said coldly, raising his palm to attack the fire phoenix, trying to crush the phoenix's virtual image like he did just now.
However, faster than his palm wind was the silver-white human phantom, which instantly disappeared behind Feng Jue and rushed towards the ball of golden-red flames.
"boom!"
The fiery red phoenix once again dissipated under the attack of the demon cultivator, and a silver light suddenly flashed in the dissipated flames.
One sword froze fourteen states.
Heavy snow followed the sword energy, instantly covering the sky and earth, whistling towards the demon cultivator. The demon cultivator's concentrated mind froze, and he quickly dodged in the wind and snow, avoiding the sword moves wrapped in sword intent and obscured by the snowflakes.
His condensed spirit was so fast that only a shadow remained. The moment he broke through the encirclement from all directions, he saw a round bead standing in the snow. If it were not for the bright and shining light, it would have almost disappeared in the white.
"What is that?" The demon cultivator was horrified. Where is that thing that claims to be a divine weapon?
In the snow, only a bead that was not even half the size of his palm was shining. It was holding a long and thin object. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was a ridiculously small sword.
Is this a divine artifact?
He had never heard of any other magical artifact that could cultivate spiritual intelligence except for the Water Dragon Song, nor did he feel any vitality in this bead. It was like the most ordinary bead, without any breath or fluctuation of spiritual power, but it just floated in the air, holding up the sword - the magic cultivator just discovered that the pocket-sized sword was actually held up by an equally thin and long thing that looked like a silk thread.
It's actually the arm of this thing?
How ridiculous!
There was a hint of sarcasm in the demon cultivator's eyes, but the smile disappeared in the next second.
A sword energy was swung out from a small sword that looked like a toy. The pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage was truly terrifying. This small bead contained spiritual power as deep and unfathomable as the sea. The moment the sword light hit, the soul of the demon cultivator trembled.
What a terrifying pressure!
Tough, cold, and unresistible.
The demon cultivator's face changed drastically and he raised his hands to resist.
The sword is as sharp as a rainbow.
The heavy snow fluttered all over the sky, instantly covering the mountains and hills with a vast expanse of white.
Feng Jue stood behind Fan Zhi and looked up. The snowflakes blocked her sight but could not block her voice.
"Leave him half alive."
03, who was chasing the demon cultivator, nodded.
The whole army has learned its lesson and will never let this demon cultivator escape again.
The silver bead made a "puff" sound and spit out a square seal that was many times larger than it.
Spiritual power surged, drawing open the bloody curtain.
"Shuo Yue." The cold voice floated in the snow, as cold as wind and snow, making people feel chilled.
A layer of red instantly covered the demon cultivator's eyes, and he looked up in horror at the waning moon in the sky. The wind and snow had not disturbed the moonlight, allowing it to scatter freely, illuminating the world. Every ray of moonlight was like a sharp blade, cruelly slicing at the demon cultivator's soul.
"ah!!"
A heart-wrenching scream came.
03 Holding the ball in one hand and holding Xiao Jiuxiao in the other, he came out against the thick snow and said to Feng Jue, "He is just like the demon cultivators in Pingjin City. They can't withstand a beating."
He is clearly a demon cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, but his combat power is not very high.
Jiuxiao danced on its matchstick, hovering and floating behind it.
Feng Jue watched coldly as the moonlight tortured the demon cultivator. Seeing his soul being cut into pieces by the moonlight, he sneered, "Soul cultivator."
"The remnants of the Nine Heavens Sect all died in the Demon Realm. These soul cultivators must have long since turned to dry bones, and only their spirits remain in the world. I just don't know how they escaped!"
"Let's ask." 03 said.
It flung a flower at the Phoenix Technique and flew off into the blood-red moonlight. The crimson moonlight fell on it, but it couldn't stain it at all, leaving it still radiant. 03 strolled leisurely in the moonlight, picked up a black jade doll from the ground, and threw it at the demon cultivator.
The severe pain in the soul was a hundred, a thousand times more severe than the pain in the body. The demon cultivator was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. Only a remnant of his soul was left. The moment the black jade puppet flew over, he rushed into the black jade without thinking.
03 He immediately put the black jade into his backpack and calmly put away the red moon blood seal.
Caught it!
It flew towards Feng Jue, holding the blood seal, and said with emotion: "What a hearty battle!"
Feng Jue: "...Yes, thank you for your hard work, Red Moon Blood Seal."
03 A shocked exclamation mark appeared above her head. Just as she was about to fight for a reward for Tong, Feng Jue lowered his head and kissed her on the ball.
"Thanks for our hard work, 03."
Pink hearts popped out, and a pair of big eyes appeared on the 03 ball, saying happily, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."
Phoenix Secret
He curled up the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and held 03 in his palm, but his eyes turned cold as he looked towards the place not far away.
On the ground, Chang Jie was beaten so hard by Ling Shi that he was half dead. He had already fainted, his body covered in snow and stiff.
"Take him back to Muyun City and hand him over to the Chengxian Chamber of Commerce." Feng Jue said.
Lingshi flew out from her sleeve, transformed into a human form, and said, "Yes, Master."
The battle lasted only half an hour, and it was noon when we returned to Pingjin City.
The two women in red were standing outside Pingjin City again, but this time, when the disciples guarding the city saw Lingshi holding a half-dead person in her hands, they looked panicked.
"Master...Master?" The monk who was whipped by Changsheng yesterday and was still injured shouted in panic.
Feng Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the plaque of Muyun Sect on the city wall. He glanced over and asked, "Do you want to be a disciple of Muyun Sect?"
These monks guarding the city were originally outer disciples of Xuanyun Sect. They had no obvious spiritual roots and low cultivation, so they were sent to Xuanyun City to work. Good and bad things are interdependent. All the disciples of Xuanyun Sect disappeared, and they were able to save their lives. However, they had nowhere to go in Xuanyun City, so they were forced to join Muyun Sect.
When questioned by Feng Jue, the cultivator whispered, "If Senior builds the city, I would like to move my whole family into your city."
"That's not necessary." Feng Jue said coldly, and in the two cultivators' confused looks, he said, "In the future, there will be no need to build a city."
The two cultivators were startled. They looked at Feng Jue and then at the Muyun Sect's leader, whose life or death was unknown. They hunched their shoulders and whispered, "W-why?"
Feng Jue didn't say anything, his eyes swept over Ling Shi, and Ling Shi carried the leader of Mu Yun into the city - before entering the city, she did not forget to pick up the green jade bead on the table and test herself.
She flew all the way to the city, and people on the road saw Chang Jie in her hand and exclaimed in surprise.
Outside the city gate, Feng Jue took out his natal magic weapon.
The golden-red flame burned brightly on the whip. Feng Jue curled up the corner of his mouth indifferently, and with a movement of his hand, the flaming whip mercilessly lashed towards the plaque on the city gate.
"Bang!"
The city plaque engraved with the three words "Muyunmen" shattered into pieces in an instant, and the fragments fell down with flames, and were burned to powder before they hit the ground.
Feng Jue said coldly, "The Muyun Sect's leader is colluding with the demonic cultivators. The evidence is irrefutable. From now on, there will be no more Muyun Sect in Xilezhou!"
Feng Jue threw out a photo stone, projecting the scene not long ago. The scene of Chang Jie throwing the black jade puppet in his hand was clearly recorded, along with the pride on his face and the greed in his eyes.
Feng Jue thought carelessly: Originally she just wanted to imitate 03 and use the photo stone, but she didn't expect it to be so effective.
Record the evidence of the collusion between Mo Xiu and Chang Jie, and kiss 03 again when no one is around.
Looking at the black soul of the demon cultivator in the water mirror, Muyun City - no, now it is called Xuanyun City, the cultivators outside the city could not help but feel extremely terrified. They had to be checked by the green jade beads every day when entering and leaving the city, just because they did not want to disappear like the disciples of Xuanyun Sect. But they did not expect that the demon cultivator was right next to them, and was worshipped by the Muyun Sect, and it actually became a means for them to exclude dissidents!
Feng Jue made several copies of the projection stone, leaving only the scene of Changsheng calling the demon cultivator "Sir" and the demon cultivator appearing. Looking at the demon cultivator in the water mirror, the cultivator was horrified and filled with anger: "When did they collude with the demon cultivators? They even used a knife to kill people. Are demon cultivators easy to deal with?"
Someone's expression changed, and he murmured, "The Xuanyun Sect..."
"Damn it, my wife, children and the elderly are all in the city. If the evil cultivator makes a move, our whole family will be finished! The Muyun Sect is worse than beasts!" Another person was horrified, his eyes flashing black and white, and he just picked up the magic weapon and left.
Someone quickly grabbed him and asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"
"Damn Muyun Sect! I want them to never show off their power in Xilezhou again!"
Once speculation arises, it is difficult to eliminate it.
The news spread quickly and the monks from Muyun City and nearby cities rushed out of the city and gathered at the city gate. After seeing the photo stone, they were filled with righteous indignation and rushed to Muyun Gate one after another.
The leader of Xuanyun Sect is kind and generous, and the people in the city live and work in peace and contentment. If Xuanyun Sect is really eliminated by Muyun Sect in collusion with the evil cultivators, this revenge must be avenged!
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The complex, which had more than doubled in size in the past two years, suddenly burst in with many monks, swords drawn, charging towards the gate. The disciples who met them shouted angrily, "What are you doing? This is Muyun Sect!"
"We're going to hit the people from your Muyun Sect!"
"A lackey of the demon cultivator! Everyone has the right to kill him!"
Demonic cultivator?
The Muyun Sect disciples yelled, "What kind of demonic cultivators?" They thought these people were deliberately looking for trouble. But when they presented the evidence, they were equally horrified, yet they kept insisting, "How is this possible? You're clearly deliberately persecuting our Sect Master. How could they possibly be colluding with demonic cultivators?"
Changsheng was lying in the room flirting with a female cultivator, imagining his parents taking down those two ungrateful women and giving them a good lesson. Suddenly, he heard a constant noise outside the mountain, with occasional screams.
"What's wrong?" Changsheng shouted unhappily.
After a while, an attendant came running over, his face full of panic and fear. "Young Master! The cultivators from the nearby city came to our door, saying that the Sect Master and his wife have colluded with the evil cultivators and want to eradicate our Muyun Sect!"
"What?!"
Changsheng was horrified and shouted angrily, "Bullshit! How could Dad and Mom be colluding with the demonic cultivators? I think someone is deliberately framing us!"
"No... no, Young Master, the photo stone has been photographed. The master is holding a black jade figurine, and a dark, ghost-like figure emerges from it. It's clearly a demonic cultivator!" The follower trembled in horror, thinking that for the past two years, they had actually lived in the same mountain with the demonic cultivators. He couldn't help but feel horrified. "Young Master, many of our disciples don't want to be known for colluding with the demonic cultivators, so they've hurriedly fled when they saw the situation was bad. You... you should leave too!"
After he finished speaking, he turned and ran away, stealing a jade carving by the door.
Changsheng listened to the noise getting closer and closer, and his eyes went dark. When he came to his senses, he found that the female cultivator who had flirted with him before had disappeared, and most of the things in the room were missing. He was furious and struggled to walk out of the door. There was a man who took off the robe of a Muyun Sect disciple and was looting spiritual objects in the surrounding rooms. Changsheng became more and more angry and swung his whip, but unexpectedly, the cultivator's cultivation was higher than his, and he grabbed the whip with his backhand, swung out a spiritual power with his backhand, and beat Changsheng until he vomited blood.
"Pfft—you, you actually dared to hit me!" Changsheng cried angrily, "My father and mother were framed, and instead of helping them, you listened to slander and betrayed your master. You are such a traitor!"
The cultivator who was stuffing things into the storage ring sneered and knocked Changsheng to the ground with another palm, unable to get up. He said in a cold voice: "Your father has been escorted back. He personally admitted that it was the devil cultivators who eliminated Xuanyun Sect at his request. The disciples of Xuanyun Sect all had their souls extracted and refined by the devil cultivators, and their bodies were buried under the Ten Thousand Mountains. Those of us who have taken advantage of Xuanyun Sect will no longer be able to live in Xilezhou. Why don't you run away and stay here to be buried with your father? Get lost!"
The monk kicked Changsheng away. Changsheng, who had been attacked repeatedly by him, became furious. He seized the opportunity to grab the whip and wrap it around Changsheng's legs, shouting loudly: "The remnants of the Muyun Sect are here! Someone come quickly! The remnants of the Muyun Sect—"
The monk's face turned pale. He had originally wanted to spare Changsheng's life, but in a fit of rage, he drew his sword and stabbed Changsheng in the heart, cursing, "Idiot!"
Changsheng didn't expect that he would really dare to kill him. He stared at him with wide eyes and died with a hoarse sound.
However, the cultivator was unable to escape. He was swept down by Lingshi's tail that was hovering in the air, and was then caught by a cultivator from the Chengxian Chamber of Commerce who came after hearing the noise.
Chang Jie, who was only breathing his last breath, knelt on the ground with a pale face. People passing by would spat at him.
When Changsheng's body was pulled out and thrown at his feet, Changjie's pale face turned blue and he rushed forward in agony: "Sheng'er!"
He burst into tears and lay on Changsheng's body crying.
Feng Jue stood with his hands behind his back as he looked at the newly built hall of Muyun Sect, with only coldness in his eyes.
The manager of the Chengxian Chamber of Commerce who came with her looked at Chang Jie crying, clenched his fists, and whispered, "When the 320 people from Xuanyun Sect disappeared without a trace, the Sect Master's youngest grandson was only three months old. If he had grown up, what kind of person would he have become? What a pity..."
Three hundred and twenty people, all of them became nourishment for the cultivation of the devil, where can they go to cry out for help?
The leader of the Muyun Sect thinks that he can enjoy wealth and glory by serving the evil cultivators. If the evil cultivator gets angry one day and the disciples of the sect are also sucked out of their souls and refined by the evil cultivators, will he have the chance to cry then?
Chang Jie was completely hopeless. He had never imagined that just because he wanted to help Chang Sheng and gain some benefits, he would run into the Palace Master of Lanyang Palace! If he had known that the person was Feng Jue, he would definitely not have acted rashly.
Blood welled up in his throat as he stared at Feng Jue's cold back, his eyes filled with bloodshot. Before he died, he muttered, "The demon cultivators asked me to cooperate and kill Xue Mengtao and Li Zhiming. I have pleaded guilty and will leave my son safe..."
His breath slowly faded away and his head dropped to the ground.
Feng Jue suddenly turned around and looked at Chang Jie's body, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Xue Mengtao?
The beads on her waist sparkled.
"I'll leave this to you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Feng Jue said.
The manager of the Chengxian Chamber of Commerce bowed and said, "I will inform the City Lord about this matter immediately, please rest assured, Palace Lord." He already knew Feng Jue's identity.
Feng Jue flew high into the sky, stepped on Ling Shi's dragon body, and the Fire Rock Dragon flew into the mountains.
A silver-white humanoid figure floated out and sat opposite Feng Jue. The two looked at each other. 03 raised his hand and rubbed Feng Jue's forehead, "Feng Jue, don't frown."
"Chang Jie actually dared to say that he was cooperating with the demon cultivators. How ridiculous! I wonder how many demon cultivators are hiding in these five continents, and how many 'Chang Jies' there are." Feng Jue gritted his teeth.
Persecuting countless lives for personal gain is cruel and stupid.
03 She looked at Feng Jue quietly. Even an angry Feng Jue was very handsome. Her eyes were sharp and bright like gemstones. Her silver-white fingers brushed across Feng Jue's eyebrows. After thinking for a while, she hugged Feng Jue with open arms facing each other, rested her chin on Feng Jue's shoulder, and gently patted Feng Jue's back with her palms.
Ever since the demon cultivator showed up, Feng Jue has been like a taut string. She has a blood feud with the demon cultivator and Zhang Ye. 03 feels sorry for Feng Jue and thinks: Let's hurry up and update the main system, get a lot of points, and then go kill Zhang Ye.
But the most important thing now is to let Feng
Tip: Relax.
Feng Jue closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, sighing softly, "It's a pity that I couldn't deal with that demon cultivator myself."
03 stood up straight, gave Feng Jue a beautiful smile, and said: "Feng Jue, I am your Taoist partner. If I attack, you will attack. Please don't be too hard on yourself. You have been working very hard and making continuous progress. In my opinion, if you maintain this speed, you will be able to ascend in less than a hundred years! No demon cultivator will be your opponent. God, Feng Jue, you are really amazing!"
She gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's simply Feng Aotian himself!"
Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, sneered, and slapped his hand down. The human palm passed through the virtual data stream, and 03 cooperated by twisting his hand.
"Don't tease me."
"No, I'm an honest system and I never lie." 03 tilted his head and asked, "Don't you think you're not a powerful Phoenix Technique?"
The powerful Feng Jue glanced at her, snorted, crossed his arms, and said, "I am."
"Hahaha!"
03 He raised his thumbs with both hands, and flowers appeared on his head. He couldn't help but say, "I like Feng Jue so much."
I like the confident Feng Jue.
They had clearly expressed their feelings to each other, but when 03 said he liked her, Feng Jue's heart still couldn't help but beat. A smile appeared in her eyes, and the tense atmosphere in her body relaxed. She said to 03: "I don't know why the demon cultivator wanted to cause trouble for Xue Mengtao, and that Li..."
"Li Zhiming." 03 said, holding up a panel. On the panel was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat familiar. 03 reminded the bewildered Feng Jue, "Li sighed!"
Feng Jue relaxed his brows, clapped his hands, and said, "The elder of Lianshan Sect."
"Yes! Feng Jue, you are so smart!" 03 clapped his hands rhythmically and praised.
Feng Jue pressed the corners of his mouth, raised his chin slightly, and whispered, "That's enough."
She raised her hand to support her cheek as she thought, her fingers sinking into the pink flesh. After a moment, she patted Ling Shi. The Fire Rock Dragon descended, landing in a dense forest.
Feng Jue jumped off the Fire Rock Dragon and asked 03 to take out the remaining soul of the demon cultivator.
Soon, the black jade puppet floated in the air and was covered by Fan Zhi, leaving the demon cultivator nowhere to escape.
The remaining soul of the demon cultivator floated out and looked at Feng Jue warily.
Feng Jue asked directly, "Why did you kill Xue Mengtao and Li Zhiming?"
The demon cultivator raised the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Even if you want to kill me, don't even think about asking me a single word." Hearing him say this, Feng Jue raised the corner of his mouth, let out a long "oh", and said: "Do you not want to say it, or can't you say it?"
The wild smile on the demon cultivator's face froze, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Feng Jue with fierce eyes.
Feng Jue took out a long whip, tapped it on his palm, and said to 03, "Demon cultivators are cunning and selfish by nature. If they can survive, they will not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of their own flesh and blood. You are being so stubborn not because you are brave, but because the person who released you is trying to shut you up."
03 Nodded: Yes, yes, many villain demon cultivators are like this, Feng Jue is so smart!
The shattered soul revealed half of the demon cultivator's body. He glared at Feng Jue with a ferocious expression. Feng Jue laughed and said sarcastically, "So someone really released you from the Demon Realm."
"!" The demon cultivator's pupils shrank and he was speechless.
03 smiled softly, rubbed Feng Jue's cheek, and said, "Feng Jue is really amazing!"
The powerful Feng Jue smiled and lowered her eyes, a light flickering in them. She gripped her long whip and said softly, "Xue Mengtao was once a member of the Lianshan Sect. Li Zhiming was an elder of the Lianshan Sect. Master Yan Feng said that the leader of the Lianshan Sect died suddenly in his bed, and everyone in the sect disappeared with their belongings. I feel that this scene seems somewhat familiar. Other sects in the Five Continents also disappeared in this way. Could it be that those disciples of the Lianshan Sect..."
Feng Jue raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the sneering demon cultivator. He frowned slightly and looked at the demon cultivator's reaction. The affairs of Lianshan Sect had nothing to do with him. Are there also demon cultivators in Dongzhou?
03 put his hand against Feng Jue's cheek and said calmly, "The demon cultivators want to wipe out the Lianshan Sect. Xue Bufan is also from the Lianshan Sect, but his name is not on the list of people to be hunted down. Either the demon cultivators think he is already dead, or is Xue Bufan still useful to you?"
The demon cultivator kept his mouth shut and showed no expression no matter what they said.
Feng Jue asked, "You didn't completely eliminate the disciples of other sects who left the sect. Why is the Lianshan Sect so special?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jue asked, "Does Lianshan Sect have something that Zhang Ye wants?"
When this question was asked, Feng Jue and 03 saw the demon cultivator suddenly froze with a bewildered expression. He asked in shock, "Master?"
Feng Jue's brows jumped. This evil cultivator actually didn't know about Zhan Ye?
"I've finished asking questions. I'll detain him and then send him to Taiyan Sect. The lost souls of Master and Disciple Tan Yue haven't been found yet. Maybe we can get some clues from him." Feng Jue said to 03 in a gentle voice.
The demon cultivator was still in shock. Upon hearing this, he sneered, "Remnant soul?"
"I only know how to extract souls and spirits. All the cultivators who have passed through my hands are dead. I never know how to save people."
Feng Jue said calmly, "So, you are of no use at all."
The Brahma dispersed, and the next moment it burned with golden red
The flaming whip mercilessly lashed at the demon cultivator, who screamed miserably and said hurriedly, "Let me try! Let me try!"
What a devilish cultivator without a second opinion!
03 sighed, drove the demon cultivator's soul, which had shrunk by half, into the black jade, put it into the backpack, patted the matchstick, and floated back to Feng Jue. Feng Jue sent out a communication talisman, and his brows unconsciously frowned again.
03Looking at her profile, ellipsis appeared in the bubbles above her head.
"bite!"
A small light bulb lit up, and 03 clapped his hands and said to Feng Jue, "I didn't expect so many things to happen in just a few days in Xilezhou. When I jumped down from the sky just now, I scanned a spiritual spring in the mountains. Do you want to go and soak in it?"
Feng Jue felt a little heavy in his heart. He sighed and said, "Okay."
03 He floated down and held Feng Jue's hand, humming a song and leading Feng Jue forward. Ling Shi wanted to follow, but suddenly a small panel appeared in front of her.
[I'm on a date with Feng Jue, you go and play.]
Lingshi's cyan eyes looked at the backs of the man and Zhuzi through the virtual panel, and she quacked before swimming to a nearby bird's nest.
Jiao wishes you happiness.
Feng Jue was still thinking about something as he walked. When he followed 03 to the Spiritual Spring, he found that it was a hot spring, emitting hot steam. A small bead decisively plunged into the water, then emerged and said happily to Feng Jue, "It's so warm!"
Little liar, your bead can't sense cold or heat at all.
Feng Jue hummed softly, meeting 03's wide-rimmed eyes. 03, holding the matchstick, slowly sank into the water. Feng Jue's lips twitched, and after releasing a barrier, he slowly removed his outer robe and stepped barefoot into the hot spring water wearing only his inner garment.
The surroundings were very quiet. The bead sank obediently to the bottom of the water and did not slip away. Feng Jue blushed a little and looked away, thinking: With the clothes covering it, it should be fine.
And 03... is just a small bead.
As she thought this, she looked up at the sky.
The blue sky, like a gem, was divided into irregular shapes by the trees. Trees swayed in the wind, and the mountains and fields were lush with vegetation and fragrant with flowers. Feng Jue looked up at the sky, her body gradually relaxing in the warm water, and her tense nerves also soothed. She curled her lips and was about to ask 03 to read her a storybook when -
A slightly cool and round object slid along her fingers, floated up to her abdomen, and then sank.
"Hiss!" Feng Jue took a deep breath, her abdomen tightened, and her face turned red uncontrollably. When she was about to get up, Taoist spiritual power surged out from the bottom of the water, entangled her arms, and made her unable to move.
"03, you are so brave!" Feng Jue
Blushing, he said, "Let me go!"
The beads at the bottom of the water lit up, and silvery-white data poured out, transforming into a virtual image of a human.
The hot steam from the hot spring lingered, and the silver-white figure's appearance was illusory in this world. She held Feng Jue's face, lowered her head to touch the tip of Feng Jue's nose, a smile spreading in her eyes, and said in a tone of inquiry: "Feng Jue, I would like you to relax for a moment."
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