"Okay, okay, I got it."
Fei Wan didn't expose him and just responded to what he said.
It is not a good idea to have any connection with them now, but everything should be done step by step.
At Feng Qianyao's arrogant and peculiar request, Fei Wan took him to visit various places in Lianchen Peak and chatted with Feng Qianyao casually.
"Actually, I think you're doing pretty well the way you are."
Feng Qianyao said this unexpectedly. The current Fei Wan gave him a feeling of familiarity yet a little strangeness.
There were many signs that the person in front of him was her, but he inexplicably had a feeling that she was different from before.
It’s better to say that it’s about being true to yourself rather than tearing off the disguise.
"Yeah?"
Fei Wan looked at the waterfall in front of him, and in front of these acquaintances, he lived completely for himself and did what the original owner had always wanted to do.
While saving others, she is also saving herself. Everyone is good and not worthy of being hurt. She is also trying to change the plot with as little harm as possible.
As for Song Ditang, the original owner had paid the price in her own way. If Song Ditang were to provoke her again in this life, she would show no mercy.
"Shouldn't you go back to where you belong?"
Fei Wan saw Huo Feng lying on her shoulder and tapped her bracelet meaningfully.
Feng Qianyao finally entered the storage bracelet reluctantly, his expression seemed to be saying.
Damn it! He, a member of the illustrious Phoenix clan, had actually fallen to this state.
As Feng Qianyao disappeared, the surroundings fell silent. No one spoke to her, leaving her feeling rather empty. Fei Wan skillfully summoned the Ling Xi Sword, intending to use this opportunity to practice in the bamboo forest near the waterfall.
The most abundant thing on Lianchen Peak is bamboo forest, especially her Lianzhu Residence. This is consistent with the sword practice. Bamboo forest is used to practice swordsmanship. Unlike other trees that are difficult to grow after being cut down, bamboo with spiritual energy can regenerate easily after being cut down.
"System, since the lifespan of cultivators in the world of cultivation increases with their level of cultivation, if I truly ascend one day, won't I have to stay here forever?"
Fei Wan tightly grasped Ling Xi Sword. According to her current incredible cultivation speed, she suddenly realized this very important issue.
"Host, don't worry. You can't ascend. The laws of nature will prevent you. Your cultivation level will be the same as the highest level the original owner could reach."
Fei Wan frowned, and thinking of the original owner's talent, she couldn't help but speak again, but the system blocked her mouth as if it had expected it.
"She is very talented, but her character is unstable. She is only at the Nascent Soul stage at best. No one can change that. Everything has its cause and effect."
Just Nascent Soul?
Heaven had given the original owner good fortune, but fate would eventually make her return everything.
Thinking that there was still a big problem that had not been solved, although Fei Wan knew that there was a limit to her cultivation, everything was still uncertain and it all depended on her actual combat.
Fei Wan chopped off a bunch of bamboo leaves, and the rustling sound swept past his ears.
She lowered her eyes, and her wrist really began to feel hot again. She followed the sword's blade, and the tip of the sword was pointing at...
The big trouble she just mentioned.
A black robe outlined his figure. In the afterglow of the setting sun and under the cover of the bamboo forest, the scene was half shadow and half light, and he happened to be standing at the intersection.
Fei Wan raised her eyes slightly, and only then did she see his face clearly for the first time.
That man was so handsome that he didn't seem like anyone in this world, and he didn't look delicate at all, as if it should be like that. But he was not a celestial being either. Under the light and shadow, he looked more like a fallen immortal, ostentatious and wanton, making people unconsciously want to follow him into the devil's world.
He raised his eyes to look at her, a hint of teasing flashing across his pupils. He curled his lips and spoke in a pleasant voice, but the content of his words made Fei Wan feel a chill down her spine.
"I remember someone said before... one day, I'm going to beat Jun Zhiyuan so hard that he begs for mercy."
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