"Xiaoyu, will this ring absorb people's energy? Look at Wang Xuyang, he seems to have no strength left." Zhou Yuanyuan was a little curious.
The first time she saw Wang Xuyang bite his finger and drip blood onto the ring, Wang Xuyang took out a bottle of elixir. At that time, Wang Xuyang seemed to be weak for a moment. This time, it was the second time Zhou Yuanyuan saw Wang Xuyang taking something out of the ring. Just looking at Wang Xuyang's pale face, she felt that this ring was a bit weird.
"Master, Wang Xuyang shouldn't be the owner of this ring, otherwise, he wouldn't have to bleed every time before taking something." Xiaoyu thought for a moment and continued, "The Hidden Breath Ring is a divine artifact. Once the soul is bound, one can take things out of the ring's space with just a thought. Wang Xuyang is only a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. His soul is too weak, so the divine artifact won't form a contract with him. Every time he opens the ring's storage space, he must rely on his heart's blood to guide it."
Heart blood? Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but shudder. A cultivator's heart blood was extremely important; a single drop was worth a month's worth of cultivation. It wasn't advisable to use a cultivator's heart blood frequently in the short term, as it would damage the cultivator's foundation.
Zhou Yuanyuan remembered Xiaoyu's warning that even if she used her heart's blood in an emergency, she shouldn't wait at least three months before using it again. And this "Wang Xuyang" had used it twice in three days. No wonder his face was as pale as a ghost.
Zhou Yuanyuan saw Wen Ziqing on the "screen" turn around, and her heart skipped a beat. Wang Xuyang was at the late stage of Qi Refining. Although Wen Ziqing had learned the "Zhao Style Martial Arts," he was still a mortal at heart. If he suddenly attacked Wen Ziqing while playing the game, he would definitely not be able to escape.
"What did Da Zeng leave behind? Take it out quickly, and I'll send it back to his family later." If Wang Xuyang hadn't brought up Da Zeng, Wen Ziqing really wouldn't want to pay attention to him. Remembering the bright light in Da Zeng's eyes when he talked about his wife and daughter, Wen Ziqing walked back to Wang Xuyang.
Wang Xuyang and Da Zeng had a close personal relationship; they were from the same town. When they weren't on missions, Da Zeng and Wang Xuyang would often share a few drinks and brag. Thinking of how that straightforward and bold Da Zeng had been shattered to pieces by Wang Xuyang's selfishness, Wen Ziqing felt a pang of suffocation in his heart. Wang Xuyang didn't deserve to be Da Zeng's friend, and Da Zeng's belongings should be returned to his wife and children.
"Hmph!" Wang Xuyang snorted, not daring to say anything else. Da Zeng had nothing left in Wang Xuyang's possession. Ever since he killed the real Wang Xuyang and assumed his identity three months ago, the relationship between "Wang Xuyang" and Da Zeng had become quite distant. He was only saying this to trick Wen Ziqing into coming back on her own.
"Wang Xuyang" was thinking about something in his mind, and his hands were not idle either. Taking advantage of the moment when Wen Ziqing walked over, "Wang Xuyang" raised his hand, shook out the black cloth, and draped it over himself.
The black cloth turned out to be a cloak. When Wang Xuyang was not wearing the cloak, it looked like an ordinary piece of black cloth. But when he put it on, even Zhou Yuanyuan could see the brilliance of the cloak flashing. It must be a treasure.
"Invisibility cloak?" Xiaoyu exclaimed. The invisibility cloak was a powerful magical tool, much like the "diamond glass shield" that appeared when Wen Ziqing's diamond jade talisman was activated. Anyone wearing the cloak would become invisible if they came into contact with other people or objects. Not only ordinary people, but even cultivators would be unable to detect their presence.
An invisibility cloak? This time, after hearing Xiaoyu's explanation of the cloak's functions, Zhou Yuanyuan had already vaguely guessed the truth behind Wen Ziqing's disappearance. As expected, Wen Ziqing had been captured by Wang Xuyang, who was wearing the invisibility cloak. Wang Xuyang's late Qi Refining strength was no match for Zhou Yuanyuan, but he could easily deal with Wen Ziqing.
Wen Ziqing stopped a foot away from Wang Xuyang. Somehow, Wang Xuyang, wearing a black cloak, made Wen Ziqing feel dangerous.
After Wang Xuyang put on the cloak, he took off the ring on his finger and put it into the pocket of the clothes he was wearing. Using the cloak required spiritual stones or spiritual power to activate it. Wang Xuyang did not have any spiritual stones, and the invisibility ring could not only change Wang Xuyang's appearance, but also imprisoned Wang Xuyang's spiritual power.
After taking off the ring, Wang Xuyang turned back into the appearance of the baby-faced strange monk.
"Who are you?" Wen Ziqing watched "Wang Xuyang" suddenly transform into a living person, and the alarm bells in his heart rang. Wen Ziqing wanted to run away, but "Wang Xuyang" was full of momentum, and Wen Ziqing was not sure he could beat him.
At this moment, the door of the ward opened.
Li Hongmei was making rounds in the next ward when she heard a constant clamor in Wang Xuyang's room. She finished her work and rushed over to see what was going on. After all, a patient who's had surgery needs quiet rest, not a noisy environment.
After Li Hongmei opened the door of the ward, before she saw Wang Xuyang's face, she first saw Wang Xuyang's two legs wrapped in bandages standing on the ground.
Li Hongmei couldn't help but get angry. She walked quickly towards "Wang Xuyang" and shouted sternly: "Wang Xuyang, don't you want your legs anymore?
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