There was a secret room hidden in the small house. Ji Xuan went in first, followed closely by Qing and Shen Xun.
Though small, it has everything one needs. The cramped space is filled with all sorts of exquisitely crafted magical artifacts, in every shape and type imaginable. There are even some magical artifacts that Qinghe has never seen or heard of before, making it a treasure trove for cultivators.
Ji Xuan took a treasure box from a high platform and opened it. Qing and Shen Xun looked at it and saw that there were many identical jade bottles inside the box. The bottles were crystal clear, and Qing could clearly see all kinds of miniature floating ships floating inside.
"All the airships are here. Which one do you want?"
Qinghe said, "I need a spaceship that can pass through places with the greatest spiritual pressure."
Ji Xuan looked at them and took out one of them, saying, "This Emperor-class spaceship weighs 103,500 tons. It can safely cross both solid, indestructible glaciers and the unfathomable Black Sea."
Qinghe's heart stirred slightly. Being able to cross the Black Sea was exactly what she wanted, so she immediately said, "This is it."
He reached for the jade bottle, but Ji Xuan dodged him.
She looked at Ji Xuan, who looked at her seriously and said, "You should think this through carefully. The place you are going to is extremely dangerous for you, and you may very well lose your life."
Qinghe nodded: "I know, but I must go."
Ji Xuan sighed: "Alright, I can give you the empty ship, but I have one condition."
Qinghe: "Please speak, senior."
Ji Xuan said in a low voice, "If you are discovered by those people, don't say that I lent you the boat."
Qinghe raised an eyebrow.
"I don't want to be retaliated against for no reason."
Qinghe was both amused and exasperated, and said helplessly, "Okay, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Hearing this, Ji Xuan handed the jade bottle to her with peace of mind.
Feeling the moderate pressure in his palm, Qinghe tightened his fingers, his mind filled with countless thoughts, and his desire to go to Mount Futu intensified.
She put away the jade bottle, bid farewell to Ji Xuan, and left the Imperial Mirror Manor with Shen Xun.
Walking along the road at the foot of the mountain, Qinghe looked back at the majestic Moon Mountain behind him. The thick fog was ethereal and hazy, yet clearly reflected in Qinghe's eyes.
She looked up for a long time, then turned around and embarked on the journey to Mount Futu with Shen Xun.
...
The demon race stands tall on the desolate mountain, in their grand hall dedicated to slaying gods.
Demon Lord Ji Chen sat on a high throne, with more than a dozen figures standing in the hall. They were all key members of the demon race and Ji Chen's capable subordinates. At this moment, they were reporting to Ji Chen one by one on the recent situation of the demon race.
Ji Chen had been secretly following Qing He and others in the human realm, keeping track of their movements, and only returned today.
Listening to the endless reports from the audience, Ji Chen propped his forehead with one hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking somewhat drowsy.
Beside him stood a beautiful woman, dressed in a black gauze robe adorned with bird feathers, holding a black sandalwood openwork fan, which she fanned absently.
Seeing this, the woman raised her hand to signal everyone to step back. With a gentle sweep of her wooden fan, the bronze chair beneath Ji Chen transformed into a soft couch. The woman gently placed Ji Chen on the couch, allowing him to fall asleep comfortably.
Last night, as the woman stepped down from the platform and was about to leave the main hall, a noise came from behind her.
The woman turned around, and Ji Chen had already stood up, his eyes exceptionally clear.
The woman gently waved her wooden fan and said with a charming smile, "So, Your Excellency was pretending to be asleep to avoid their incessant chatter."
Ji Chen had already taken off his black robe, and was now wearing a black and gold brocade robe, exuding an imposing aura and displaying the demeanor of a demon lord.
He gestured for the woman to come to his side. "Those old fogies have no skills, but they spout a lot of useless nonsense. I can't be bothered with them."
The woman lifted her skirt and sat on his lap, exuding a seductive fragrance. Her skin was soft and supple. Ji Chen's fingers traced from her cheek down to her fair neck, his eyes narrowed as he greedily inhaled her scent.
The woman tilted her head slightly to match his gaze, her eyes alluringly red, exuding a fatally seductive charm.
Ji Chen was not a lustful person. Although he seemed to be bewitched on the surface, he was actually very clear-headed.
He pushed the woman away and asked, "How is that girl?"
The woman stepped aside respectfully, showing no trace of the wicked concubine who had brought ruin to the country. "Her physical body is dead, but her soul remains. I have placed her in the blood pool, and I am also making arrangements for her body according to her conditions."
Ji Chen nodded and said, "Very good. You should nurture her well. This girl will be a great help to us in implementing our plan in the future."
The woman bowed and said, "Yes." She looked at Ji Chen and said, "I just don't understand why the Lord would choose her. She is just a person with low cultivation and no use at all."
Ji Chen chuckled and said, "Because she has desires."
"desire?"
“That’s right, jealousy, hatred, greed, the desire to be superior to others.” Ji Chen stood up, hands behind his back. “Desire is the easiest thing for people to control, especially evil desire. If these desires are guided, they can completely change a person. When desire becomes an obsession, it will make a person unleash unprecedented power, and this power is exactly what we need.”
The woman fanned herself and said, "I see. Your Majesty has a brilliant plan."
Ji Chen: "I'll leave that girl to you. Bring her to see me when she has completed her physical training."
The woman bowed and said, "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I will take my leave now."
After the woman left, Ji Chen sat back on the soft couch to continue resting. Suddenly, he frowned and pressed his hand to his chest, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
"You better behave yourself!"
He let out a fierce growl, and the pressure around him became terrifying. After a moment, the pressure disappeared, and Ji Chen returned to his calm state.
He stared at his hands, his eyes gradually turning cold and vicious.
...
An inn at the foot of Qingshan Mountain.
Li Jiang Mudong and Mo Jun Qian Lingyin sat together, both looking worried and deep in thought.
Li Jiang was lost in thought, thinking about what Qinghe had said before leaving.
Mu Dong pondered what Qing He had said before leaving.
Mo Junqian was deep in thought, worried about Qinghe's safety.
Lingyin was struggling with the dilemma of stealing the divine pearl and her father's illness, pondering what to do.
Everyone has their own thoughts.
After a long pause, all four of them sighed.
No one spoke, no one made a sound; the only sound from beginning to end was sighing.
The waiter who brought the food was stunned by the scene and began to doubt the identities of these guests. He wondered if they had some kind of mental problem and whether he should tell the boss to take precautions.
Xiao Er nervously put down his chopsticks and then quickly left without looking back.
Li Jiang glanced at the food, then at Mu Dong, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Mu Dong said with a bitter face, "I can't eat without my senior sister." He asked Li Jiang, "What exactly did your senior sister say to you before she left?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Junqian also looked at him, his eyes filled with urgency.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Li Jiang glanced at Ling Yin, who was still deep in thought, and said to him, "It's nothing, she just said she's going to find Qi Rong, and she'll come and meet us once she finds her."
Mu Dong asked in confusion, "But she's gone, how are we going to find the Divine Pearl?"
Upon hearing the words "divine pearl," Lingyin snapped back to reality and looked at Li Jiang.
Li Jiang lowered her eyes slightly, paused, and then a flash of light appeared in her palm. She said, "The Divine Pearl is with me."
Mu Dong and Mo Junqian immediately widened their eyes, Ling Yin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand in her sleeve suddenly clenched tightly.
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