The following levels were increasingly difficult, but fortunately, Feng Qingcheng managed to pass each one at the last moment.
"Goddess, so what if you get all eight keys? I've already informed everyone that you're about to open the treasure at Phoenix Mountain. Do you think you can proceed so smoothly? Haha, interesting, very interesting indeed."
At the last moment, Feng Qingcheng was tricked.
She wasn't angry.
real.
Without any challenge, what's the point?
"Master, this guy is far enough away, otherwise my divine urine would have definitely stained him." The little pig was furious.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Let's deal with the treasure first, and then we'll deal with him."
Seeing Feng Qingcheng's furrowed brows, Long Moyuan asked worriedly, "Acheng, what's wrong?"
Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips: "I'm afraid we won't be able to hide everything we've been trying so hard to conceal."
Long Moyuan held her hand tightly: "Don't worry, I've got you covered."
Feng Qingcheng nodded.
Long Moyuan contributed a lot to these last few levels.
Since she could no longer conceal the truth, Feng Qingcheng sent a communication talisman to the Emperor, asking him to send more experts to Phoenix City to assist her.
It's better for the emperor to send people openly than to use underhanded tactics.
Everyone eagerly awaited Feng Qingcheng's guidance to unlock the treasure. Deep down, they were all incredibly excited.
The legendary treasure! Countless people have sacrificed themselves for it over the past tens of thousands of years. Now, they are the lucky ones, fortunate enough to open the treasure. Even if they die, it is all worth it.
But Feng Qingcheng immediately poured cold water on everyone's enthusiasm.
Feng Qingcheng said to everyone, "Many forces are coming to Phoenix City right now, so I'm afraid the secret of this treasure can't be kept secret anymore. We have quite a few wounded, so let's go back to the city and recuperate for a few days. Otherwise, if the real treasure hunt starts, we'll be at a disadvantage."
Although disappointment flashed through everyone's eyes, no one dared to refute it.
Seeing that the seven big shots were very concerned about Xiao Wangyou and wished he could cultivate for him, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but rub her aching head. If they knew that this guy had imprisoned their master, would they kick his head until it exploded?
The seven big shots have rather bad tempers, so Feng Qingcheng doesn't plan to tell them for the time being, lest they retaliate and anger Xiao Wangyou.
Many unknown forces have poured into Phoenix City, making the small city incredibly crowded.
"You probably don't know, but His Majesty has formed the Young Eagle Squad, with Princess An, Feng Qingcheng, as its captain. They've been searching for treasure for the past few months. Princess An is incredibly capable; she collected eight fragments in just four months. It's said that they're preparing to open the treasure at Phoenix Mountain."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"Great! Let's set off for Phoenix Mountain right away. Maybe we can get a share of the profits too."
"Opportunity knocks but once. There's so much treasure, they can't possibly take it all."
"Yes, yes, it's good to get a bargain."
...
As soon as the group entered the city, they heard everyone discussing the treasure map, as if it were no secret at all and everyone knew about it. Then they all hurriedly left the city.
Their goal was simple: Phoenix Mountain.
The bigwigs were furious when they saw this.
"Who exactly leaked the secret?"
"Could we have a traitor among us?"
“Find him and tear him to pieces.”
"Yes, they dared to pull tricks right under our noses. They must be tired of living."
...
Feng Qingcheng finally had to explain: "Don't be angry, everyone. There was no traitor. It was the guy who created the illusion who did it."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
If it's that super big shot, then they really have no way to deal with it.
"Does that guy have a grudge against you?" Master An Ding was very worried.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "Your disciple is so weak, how could I possibly have the time to offend such a powerful figure?"
That's not necessarily true.
Back when the An Ding Temple was in danger, didn't she offend the Demon King of the Demon Clan all by herself?
"Ah Cheng, you must be careful, your teacher is worried about you."
"We are too."
The bigwigs all looked at her. Now that the Emperor Wu was gone, she was the backbone. If something happened to her, how would they find the Emperor Wu?
Feng Qingcheng said, "I understand." After saying that, she looked at Master Chen Xuan, "Master, after we get back to the inn, why don't you do a divination for me and see if you can find out this guy's identity? I always feel that this treasure is just a gimmick. Maybe this guy is just bored and came up with this to mess with everyone."
Master Chen Xuan nodded.
Hua Yaorao said, "If they dare to fool us, I'll take their heads off."
The big shots didn't care about the marriage between Hua Yaorao and Master Chen Xuan. After all, they had cultivated to their level and didn't care about worldly opinions.
But they cannot represent the public, and Master Chen Xuan will likely suffer in the future.
After returning to the inn.
Master Chen Xuan began to divine.
Feng Qingcheng also truly witnessed the power of fortune telling.
I thought it was just a trick, but I never expected it to consume so much spiritual energy.
No wonder Master Chen Xuan couldn't use it among the demon race.
At the most crucial moment, Long Moyuan also lent a helping hand, enabling Master Chen Xuan to truly calculate the divination correctly.
"Judging from the divination, it is a karmic entanglement from a past life."
Feng Qingcheng felt her hand being pinched hard by Long Moyuan.
She glared at Long Moyuan: "What, does a tragic fate equate to love? Can't it also be a feud?"
Long Moyuan said awkwardly, "You're overreacting."
Everyone looked at him helplessly; Prince An's jealousy was truly something else.
The seven powerful figures suddenly felt sorry for their princess.
If the Xianbei kill Long Tai, their princess could become empress. An empress can have three palaces and six courtyards, and Long Moyuan would have to wait in line to have her bedchambered.
After exchanging glances, the seven bigwigs began to persuade him.
“Your Highness, a man should be magnanimous.”
"Yes, Your Highness now knows the identity of our princess. Your father is useless, and my Emperor Wu is very likely to take Long Tai as his concubine."
“If my Wuhuang takes Longtai as her husband, then Acheng might become the future empress. If Acheng becomes empress, she can’t possibly have only you as her husband.”
"Yes, yes, if my Ah Cheng becomes empress, he will have three palaces and six courtyards. You'd better be mentally prepared for that."
Nanfeng and Jiang Yuebai blushed as they listened, secretly thrilled.
If that day ever comes, will they be selected to enter the palace?
I can't wait!
Feng Qingcheng wondered if these guys had a death wish.
Her master, A Yuan, was a demonic cultivator, and no one present could rival him.
She could sense that A Yuan was on the verge of going berserk.
"Ah Cheng, do you want to be an empress?"
To Feng Qingcheng's surprise, Long Moyuan looked at her with a smile.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "No."
"Even becoming an empress would be fine."
"Long Moyuan, I really never thought of that—"
“With three palaces and six courtyards, one husband is enough for me,” Long Moyuan interrupted her with a smile. “What do you think, Acheng?”
Feng Qingcheng nodded: "Yes, you're absolutely right."
The seven powerful figures looked at their princess with exasperation. How could she do this? What was there to be afraid of about Long Moyuan? If she was truly afraid, they could have easily taught him a lesson.
Just as the others were about to persuade her, Feng Qingcheng changed the subject: "Master Chen Xuan, can you tell who the other party is?"
Master Chen Xuan shook his head: "I am not that powerful."
“Sigh—” Madam Feng sighed in the space, “This guy is too weak, he can’t even figure this out.”
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed: "Mother, do you know who the other party is?"
"The Thunder God of the Nine Heavens is your sworn enemy from a past life."
Thor?
Why would she make enemies like this?
Feng Qingcheng's smile was weak: "Mother, don't tease me, I can't take a scare."
"Who scared you? Your old nemesis, Thor, was fighting with Long Moyuan for you. He lost, and he's not happy about it. If the two of you ascend to immortality, I'm afraid he'll have a hard time getting past you."
Before ascending to immortality, one must undergo a tribulation of lightning.
If they can survive, they will ascend to heaven; otherwise, they will be reduced to ashes.
Now that she and A Yuan have actually offended the God of Thunder, I really don't know what kind of luck they have.
"We'll see when the time comes. Being a god isn't good. Neither A-Yuan nor I want to be one."
"How can you so easily change fate?"
Mother seems to know a lot.
“Since he’s a god, how dare he fool mortals? He’ll get what’s coming to him.” Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes.
"If he is hiding it from Heaven, who will know that he is fooling you?"
"The net of justice is vast and its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it. The rules in the Nine Heavens must be quite strict, right? I don't believe he can escape."
"Ah Cheng, do you think you can get Xiao Wangyou into our space? We can force him to tell us where your father and brother are, okay? We don't need to be led by the nose by a nobody. Alas, my poor son, my poor husband, I wonder where they are suffering right now."
Feng Qingcheng couldn't take it anymore.
She quickly closed the space.
Under Hua Yaorao's coercion and ridicule, Master Chen Xuan decided to use his ultimate technique to deduce who Acheng's karmic entanglement was in his past life, but was stopped by Feng Qingcheng.
"It's not important anymore. There's no need to waste time on this. I'll teach you a few simple tricks, and we can all treat the wounded together."
After speaking, Feng Qingcheng used magic to transmit some basic healing techniques to everyone.
Everyone worked together to treat the wounded.
Finally, Feng Qingcheng and Long Moyuan went to see Xiao Wangyou.
After returning to the inn, this guy offered to go and recuperate.
Feng Qingcheng knew that those were just excuses; everyone knew he had ulterior motives.
When the two entered the room, Xiao Wangyou was lying on the bed, his handsome face deathly pale.
"Ah Cheng," he called weakly, but his eyes held an undisguised smile.
"Don't waste your energy talking, just take good care of yourself."
"I've dragged you down."
"If you know how to do it, why don't you just die?"
Long Moyuan's words made the atmosphere extremely awkward.
"Ahem—" Feng Qingcheng coughed, "Don't take this person's words to heart."
Xiao Wangyou clenched her fingers and gave Feng Qingcheng a weak smile: "Acheng, I won't."
"Ah Yuan, I'm taking this guy away to ask him some questions. You stay here and keep watch. Call me if anything happens."
Long Moyuan nodded. It seemed that Acheng was about to do something naughty.
Let laughter banish your worries and bring you good fortune.
"Ayou, I'll take you somewhere."
Xiao Wangyou suddenly had a bad feeling: "Acheng, where are you taking me?"
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Good girl, you'll like it."
Xiao Wangyou was taken into the space by Feng Qingcheng in a daze.
As soon as he entered, Madam Feng and her two maids immediately launched a deadly attack on him. Before he could even react to this unfamiliar place, he was brutally beaten by the three of them.
They didn't kill him, but they tortured him to death.
He didn't know where he was, but he understood that Ah Cheng had already found Madam Feng and was deliberately deceiving him.
He smiled weakly: "Madam, do you know about the 'Self-Existence Talisman'?"
Feng Qingcheng was shocked and quickly stopped the two maids from abusing her.
Madam Feng lifted Xiao Wangyou up: "What do you mean?"
"You've thought of that, haven't you, Madam?"
"Ah Cheng, what does he mean by 'treasure of the same body'?" Madam Feng was unsure and couldn't help but ask her daughter.
Feng Qingcheng had heard of this kind of talisman. It was a level that only the most outstanding talisman masters could cultivate. Could it be that Xiao Wangyou's talisman had reached a superb level?
“Ah Cheng, once this kind of talisman is cast, the feelings of the two people will be closely connected.”
Madam Feng was shocked: "Did you cast a 'body-swapping charm' on my brother Wei?"
Xiao Wangyou smiled and said, "That's right. So, the pain I've been going through these past few days is what he's going through too."
Madam Feng loosened her grip on his throat, wanting to shake him off but not daring to, and could only gently place him on the ground.
With a casual swipe of his hand, Xiao Wangyou sent Wu Huang and Feng Jingmo sprawling to the ground, writhing in agony.
"Brother Wei, Xiao Mo." Madam Feng was heartbroken and tears streamed down her face.
"You pervert, I'm going to kill you!" Mo Mei shouted at him, but she didn't dare to actually lay a hand on him.
Feng Qingcheng hadn't expected Xiao Wangyou to make such a bold move; it was truly a brilliant tactic.
"Where have you locked my husband and son?" Madam Feng asked him while wiping away her tears.
Xiao Wangyou laughed and said, "I've forgotten where they were imprisoned because I cast a forgetfulness spell on myself. The only way to break the spell is for Acheng to hand over the treasure to me; otherwise, there's no solution."
"You're ruthless!" Madam Feng was so angry she wanted to kill him! A powerful killing intent emanated from her body!
"Mother, don't do this, you'll lose control." Feng Qingcheng gave her mother a calming pill, then personally interrogated Xiao Wangyou.
She used her hypnosis to interrogate Xiao Wangyou repeatedly, and the results were exactly the same as what he said.
Feng Qingcheng erased his memory of entering the space.
She had intended to cast an obedience spell on him, but found that he already had too many spells in his body, making it impossible to cast another one.
It seems that Xiao Wangyou has already planned out all possible escape routes.
"Ah Cheng, what should we do? Are we going to hand over our family's treasure to this guy ourselves?" Madam Feng sobbed uncontrollably.
The same applies to Jianqiu and Momei.
Feng Qingcheng said, "If we give it to him, does he even have the life to take it?"
"Does Miss mean to use him as bait?"
“No, what if he gets killed? Wouldn’t Wei Ge and Xiao Mo be in trouble?” Madam Feng quickly shook her head. “Acheng, you need to heal him now, otherwise your father and your younger brother will be the ones who suffer.”
Feng Qingcheng sighed: "I understand."
Is this all of Xiao Wangyou's trump cards?
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