The spirit shaman, sitting in the center, had droopy eyelids and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Young man, you still dare to come? You're truly not afraid of death."
Fu Jianzhi had already arrived and was leaning against the door of the earthen building.
He has broad shoulders and a tall stature; when he stands there, even the rooms in the earthen building seem small and cramped.
He hadn't originally intended to get involved; he just wanted to come and enjoy watching Ruan Chen's outburst—Ruan Chen had been so good at controlling her emotions over the years that she hadn't had an outburst in quite some time, and Fu Jianzhi was somewhat nostalgic about it.
Who knew those old guys would start with threats?
Fu Jianzhi's initial interest in watching the spectacle vanished instantly, and he stepped into the earthen building.
However, the group of old men and women pretended to be profound, keeping their eyes closed, unaware that there was another person in the room.
Fu Jianzhi opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. Ruan Chen gave him a cool glance from below. Although Ruan Chen didn't speak, Fu Jianzhi knew it meant for him to shut up.
As soon as the spirit witch finished speaking, strange fluctuations began to ripple through the room. It was as if invisible nets were colliding with each other in the air, trying to crush each other.
But this time, Ruan Chen remained calm and stood there leisurely. After a while, she seemed to get tired of standing and looked around for a place to sit. However, there were only futons in the room, and she was too lazy to sit cross-legged. So she simply sat on the window frame, which made the somewhat rotten wooden window frame creak.
Fu Jianzhi immediately changed positions like a lapdog, still standing next to Ruan Chen, and pulled out a silk scarf from his suit pocket, fawningly wiping away non-existent dust.
Ruan Chen and the other old fogies were getting impatient as their performance ended. He pulled out a Bluetooth earphone from his pocket, put it on, and started listening to music.
Ruan Chen waited for the length of a song before the leading spirit witch groaned and two drops of blood spilled from her nostrils. Only then did Ruan Chen open her eyes, her gaze filled with smug satisfaction.
She quickly pinpointed Ruan Chen's location, and then saw Fu Jianzhi beside her. Both of them had calm expressions, one standing and one sitting.
"Old man, you don't really think you can trick me twice with the exact same trick, do you?" Ruan Chao didn't even bother to turn off the music, just turned down the volume and gestured, "Do you have any new tricks to show me?"
The spirit witch's expression was exceptionally beautiful at that moment; all the emotional ups and downs she had experienced throughout her life combined did not compare to the impact of this instant.
She first glared angrily at Ruan Chen, and demanded sharply, "What did you do, you devil? Why are you completely unharmed!"
After Ruan Chen woke up, she understood why such a strange thing had happened that day, and why her mental network seemed to be manipulated by someone else even though she hadn't sensed any signs of intrusion.
That's because the methods Lingwu and the others used on her were the same methods Ruan Chen wanted to use on the technology screen.
The spirit witch didn't know how she simulated the fluctuation pattern of Ruan Chen's own mental energy wave. As a completely pure body, Ruan Chen's mental network had a very wide coverage area. When she fully opened her mental network, it was difficult to take care of every aspect, so she naturally wouldn't notice that several waves that were exactly the same as her mental wave had entered and merged into her mental network.
In other words, the spirit witch simulated Ruan Chen's mental network, infiltrated it, and then acted recklessly within it. Even if Ruan Chen sensed something was wrong, he had no idea how to deal with it and was unable to eliminate those disguised mental forces within the same frequency band.
Of course, this trick can only be used once against Ruan Chen.
She took precautions today. After her mental network was opened, she did not allow any external wavebands to enter, even if they were exactly the same as the fluctuations in her own mental network.
The Spirit Witches had used this trick against many people before, and it never failed them. The first time they stumbled was against Ruan Chen. They found it hard to believe that they had failed, because they couldn't imagine that anyone could see through their methods.
"Have you had enough fun? If you have, let's talk about serious matters." Ruan Chen ignored Ling Wu's angry question and spoke to himself.
The only tacit understanding between Lingwu and Ruanchen is that they treat each other's existence as nothing.
After questioning Ruan Chen without receiving an answer, the leading shaman stood up, leaning on his cane, and stomped his feet on the wooden floor of the earthen building. He then approached Fu Jianzhi.
Although Ruan Chen was standing right next to Fu Jianzhi, she was certain that the old woman's target was Fu Jianzhi, because her eyes were fixed on her.
Ruan Chen wondered if it was her imagination, but she actually saw tears streaming down her face in those cloudy eyes.
What Lingwu said next made Ruan Chen even more incredulous, so much so that she took off her Bluetooth earphones, picked at her ears, tilted her head, and rarely dared to look at Fu Jianzhi properly.
The old man asked in a trembling voice, "Holy Son, have you also been deceived by this devil?"
Fu Jianzhi was clearly also uncomfortable with this title. Because of the attitude these people had towards Ruan Chen, he was too lazy to maintain a facade of respect for them anymore. He said somewhat impatiently, "I've said it many times. You can call me by my name. If you don't want to, you can call me President Fu. Don't call me Holy Son. I have nothing to do with your Spirit Clan."
After saying this in one breath, he glanced back at Ruan Chen cautiously, clearly afraid that Ruan Chen would develop a rift with him because of this form of address.
Ruan Chen: Wow, he's quick to distance himself from this.
The spirit witch's answer was exactly the same as before, looking at Fu Jianzhi with fanaticism: "You are the one prophesied to save the world alongside the Holy Maiden! You are our Holy Son! Although you are not a member of the Spirit Clan, but..."
Fu Jianzhi felt itchy all over from her fanatical gaze, so he raised a finger and pressed it down to interrupt her, his tone becoming even more unfriendly.
He was really afraid of this old woman. If he didn't interrupt her, he didn't know what else she would say—first she called him a holy son and Ruan Chen a devil; then she put him and Yan Qian together and called them holy son and holy daughter.
Fu Jianzhi knew that Ruan Chen wasn't the type to be suspicious or make unfounded assumptions, but he didn't want to sow the seeds of trouble in her heart.
"Old man, do you even know who she is?"
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