Chapter 14 This farce...it's time to stop...
Ji Fuguang stood in the middle of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the dim light reflecting off his face, only outlining part of his cheeks.
Her nose was high and straight, her long eyelashes drooped over her sharp phoenix eyes, and one side of her lips was slightly upturned.
The light was dim, yet he was like a newly drawn blade, the interplay of light and shadow making him appear even more sharp and noble, with a hint of sinister intent that made people afraid to look directly at him.
A loud bang came from the doorway.
"Senior brother!"
The girl's clear, warbling voice rang out, sweeping away the faint, ominous atmosphere of danger in the air.
Sheng Zhiyi rushed in, paused for a moment, then jumped up, looking at Ji Fuguang expectantly.
"The magic array here has stopped too? Senior brother, have you already merged your soul with 'Zhao Yexue'?"
Ji Fuguang lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over her from top to bottom.
Her body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and blood seeped from the cuts in her fabric, making her look utterly wretched.
Even on his face, there was a noticeable bloodstain on his cheek, which was still bleeding.
But she looked excited and eager, her almond-shaped eyes shining brightly like twinkling stars.
Okay... what a foolish look.
Sheng Zhiyi was in high spirits when she suddenly thought of something and her expression turned serious.
"Oh no, if both magic arrays stop, Hua Chun will know immediately!"
She didn't have time to explain much, and grabbed Ji Fuguang's wrist to run outside.
"Run! Run!"
Without saying a word, Sheng Zhiyi grabbed Ji Fuguang and ran out, holding the jade petal Feng Weiyin had given her in her other hand, and rushed out of the Demon Suppression Tower.
The jade-carved petals emitted a soft pink glow, easily opening the barrier set up by Hua Chun.
The outside light suddenly brightened, and the two people fell from mid-air, appearing in the Phoenix Feather Clan's territory.
Sheng Zhiyi cautiously surveyed her surroundings.
Unlike the place Hua Chun led them to, there weren't many peonies here, but the grass was lush and the trees were verdant. Although they couldn't see any flowers, they could faintly smell a delicate fragrance.
This place must have been specially arranged by Feng Weiyin.
Sheng Zhiyi recalled the directions Feng Weiyin had given her.
"Once you pass the barrier, run to the right. After you see a huge cluster of pink and yellow roses, find the big tree behind it. The tree has a branch that forks into five. Continue running in that direction..."
Sheng Zhiyi grabbed Ji Fuguang's sleeve and ran around in a daze, muttering to herself.
"Pink roses... pink roses..."
Ji Fuguang couldn't stand it any longer and said in a calm tone, "You're going the wrong way. It's the right place."
Sheng Zhiyi said thankfully, "Luckily, my senior brother can identify directions!"
She's not bad with directions, but once she enters a building and comes out, she often gets completely lost.
After leaving the Demon-Suppressing Tower, she lost all sense of direction.
Having found the pink and yellow roses, Sheng Zhiyi looked up and indeed discovered a huge sycamore tree.
She craned her neck, counting the number of branches on her fingers one by one.
"One, two..."
Yes, yes, this branch has five forks, right here!
Sheng Zhiyi excitedly grabbed Ji Fuguang's arm, "Senior brother, this is the way, let's go quickly!"
Before the words were finished, a majestic voice suddenly rang out.
"Leave? Who said you could leave?"
Following the pink and yellow roses, a woman in palace attire with a cold and solemn expression emerged, accompanied by a woman in a pink dress—it was Hua Chun.
It's easy to guess that this is Feng Lanzhi, the leader of the Fengyu clan.
"Yinyin really went to great lengths, choosing this place on purpose. Did she think that without peonies, no one could deliver the message to me?"
Feng Lanzhi gave a cold laugh as she stared at the two of them.
"Your Majesty, the misunderstanding between us and Yin Yin is nothing more than a misunderstanding. As you have seen, Yin Yin has no intention of blaming us!"
Sheng Zhiyi frowned, trying to explain.
Having risked her life to save Feng Weiyin, she was even less willing to clash with Yinyin's mother again.
"Yinyin is innocent and naive, so naturally she doesn't understand the cunning tricks of you people!"
Feng Lanzhi glanced at the two of them, her gaze sharp. "The Phoenix Feather Clan has been threatened and exploited by human cultivators through various means simply because they possess spatial secrets. They are innocent, but they are guilty of possessing a treasure! I had no choice but to lead my clan into this secret realm, which has allowed us to survive for thousands of years."
Her voice turned cold, "If you two leave this place and spread the word about the Phoenix Feather Clan to the world, then we will have no way to survive!"
Before Sheng Zhiyi could say anything more, Feng Lanzhi had already made up her mind. She made a hand seal and her spiritual power shot out as fast as thunder.
"Your heads will remain on your necks today!"
Sheng Zhiyi was covered in wounds, and her spiritual energy was completely depleted, leaving her with no strength left.
We watched helplessly as the white light hurtled towards us!
With a "whoosh," long, jade-like fingers unfolded a folding fan. The fan, made of ebony with intricate gold threads, was decorated with a painting of pear blossoms, swallows, and spring rain.
The fan swung down, dispersing and eliminating the spiritual energy.
Ji Fuguang turned his wrist again, bringing "Zhaoye Xue" back to his chest, and gently shook the fan.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curved into a smile, and his voice was clear and melodious like a spring stream.
"You want to keep my head... Chief Phoenix Feather, what a grand gesture."
Upon smelling the delicate fragrance of pear blossoms, Sheng Zhiyi was both surprised and delighted.
"Senior brother!"
Just then, the system's mechanical task notification voice sounded in my mind again:
[Good afternoon, player Sheng Zhiyi!]
[A new strategy guide has been released. Please check your inbox.]
[Strategy Mission: Take a walk alone with Ji Fuguang to gain his favor.]
[Task Reward: 100 points]
[Punishment for failure: Extinction of existence]
[Task completion countdown: 06:00:00]
system? ? ?
Are you kidding me?!
Is now the time for a walk?
Sheng Zhiyi watched Ji Fuguang's retreating figure, feeling both expectant and nervous.
Feng Lanzhi's wide sleeves fluttered, and her spiritual power flowed endlessly, transforming into blades that shot towards Ji Fuguang.
Ji Fuguang had one hand behind his back and held a folding fan in only one hand, gently waving the fan to dispel the spiritual energy around him.
Apart from the navy blue headband that held her hair in place and fluttered in the wind, not even the hem of her clothes was disheveled.
He walked over step by step.
Footsteps landed one after another on the ground.
As composed as if surveying one's own territory.
Feng Lanzhi was facing him directly, so she could clearly see his expression.
On that sharp, clear face, there was no trace of tension or unease despite being in the midst of a match; in fact, there was a hint of a smile on his lips, as if...
They seem to be enjoying the carnage!
With a flick of her fan, "Snow Shining at Night" knocked away the spiritual energy that Feng Lanzhi had shot out.
At the same time, Ji Fuguang seemed to have lost interest in this battle where the odds were so low.
He lowered his eyes listlessly, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his eyelids, revealing a small red mole in the crease of his eyelid.
With a flick of his wrist, a burst of spiritual energy shot out!
That's too fast!
Feng Lanzhi herself did not see clearly how the spiritual energy cut through her sleeve and narrowly missed her heart.
There was no pain, because she hadn't had time to feel any pain!
Feng Lanzhi felt a chill run through her body. At this moment, a trace of regret suddenly arose in her heart, which she had never regretted in her life.
The man in front of her was not someone she could easily provoke.
However, it's no longer time for her to call a halt.
She had a premonition that in this man's heart, the lives of the entire Fengyu clan were nothing more than a child's play.
However, she had nowhere to retreat.
Feng Lanzhi's heart suddenly calmed down, and she called out, "Hua Chun!"
No matter what, she had to protect the Phoenix Feather Clan. Even if she couldn't afford to offend this man, she would still offend him!
Upon hearing Feng Lanzhi's voice, Hua Chun answered crisply, "Yes!"
Hua Chun threw out her own natal flower calyx, which exploded and blocked Ji Fuguang's advance.
At the same time, Feng Lanzhi formed a hand seal with her hands facing each other, and a huge amount of spiritual power spread into the air.
Ji Fuguang's folding fan danced, blocking Hua Chun's calyx.
A mayfly trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
He frowned slightly, his impatience growing stronger, and he felt a strong urge to kill these two overconfident individuals.
This farce...it's time to stop.
However, in an instant, the scenery in front of them began to distort.
Sheng Zhiyi saw Ji Fuguang's figure folded and elongated like a piece of paper.
She looked around blankly, and as far as the eye could see, the grass seemed to be rushing towards her like a giant carpet.
Sheng Zhiyi was shocked and bewildered. She rushed forward, wanting to run to Ji Fuguang's side.
The ground was now like a series of undulating hills. She walked across it, sometimes with uneven steps, sometimes with raised areas that felt flat underfoot, and sometimes with uneven and rugged terrain.
She almost fell down after only a few steps.
Finally, he grabbed Ji Fuguang's sleeve.
"Is it a hallucination?" Sheng Zhiyi asked.
Even her voice seemed to be affected; she felt that the words she spoke were sometimes near and sometimes far, elusive and indistinct.
“Space folding!” Ji Fuguang shouted fiercely.
Sheng Zhiyi could not hear Ji Fuguang's words clearly. She barely made out the four words amidst the fluctuating volume of his voice, and was greatly alarmed.
Spatial magic is extremely rare in the cultivation world, so there are not many ways to break it.
Space folding is one of the secret techniques, said to be able to trap a person in a space without others noticing.
Hua Chun imprisoned them in the Demon-Suppressing Tower and then hid the Demon-Suppressing Tower within the space, which can be considered a branch of space folding.
If they hadn't obtained Feng Weiyin's token, they would have had no chance of escaping.
True spatial folding, however, requires no external objects at all; it uses only spatial secrets to imprison a person out of thin air, making it impossible for them to defend against.
Presumably, even the token will be useless now!
Ji Fuguang was furious, but his smile became even more pronounced. His thin lips curled up, his phoenix eyes turned cold, and surging spiritual power shot out rapidly from the fan ribs of "Zhaoye Xue".
It was so fast that no one could see how it was shot at Feng Lanzhi.
All that could be seen was Hua Chun standing in front of Feng Lanzhi, with a bloody hole appearing in her heart.
"Hua Chun!"
Feng Lanzhi shouted out, her expression filled with grief and indignation.
At the same time, the last hand seal of the magic circle was completed.
Sheng Zhiyi felt as if the grass was closing in from all directions, and darkness was enveloping the two of them from all sides.
Ji Fuguang's spiritual power was like shooting into thin air, receiving no feedback whatsoever.
They were trapped in a spatial rift.
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