Extreme Fire and the half of the golden heart sensed something was wrong. Fire surged and Heart Drum beat, pulling Ji Fengyao back to her senses from her disillusionment.
"This..." Ji Fengyao was also startled when she came to her senses.
Keep in mind that she is currently a late-stage, perfected cultivator, with one foot already in the realm of a Loose Immortal. Her soul has undergone numerous reincarnations and is protected by the Extreme Fire; even so, she was still dragged into the illusion by that dark matter. This shows just how terrifying that dark matter is!
"Ghost Face, besides pain, do you feel anything else?" Ji Fengyao was shocked.
Almost a third of Ghost Face's body was made up of that terrifying dark substance, much of which had fused with his flesh and bones.
The dark entity is untouchable and therefore cannot be removed.
She had already planned to refine another Soul-Returning Pill and first place the Ghost Face's soul into the pill.
But Ghost Face wailed and shook his head, "Isn't the pain enough? What more suffering do you want Mianmian to endure? Mistress, how can you be so heartless towards Mianmian now? Waaaaah..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyao raised an eyebrow: "Are you really not feeling anything else, such as loneliness, imprisonment, or despair?"
"Despair! Mianmian is in utter despair! What did Mianmian do wrong to deserve this excruciating pain?" Ghost Face's bone fractures and remodeling were almost complete. It twitched its front paws and grabbed Ji Fengyao's hand, pulling a knife out of the bell. It cried out, "Why don't you just kill Mianmian, Mistress? It must be that great demon Jiu Yue who cursed Mianmian, trying to torture me to death. Mianmian doesn't want to suffer anymore! Mistress, please give Mianmian a quick death!"
"Don't talk nonsense. You shouldn't die. You may have encountered a great opportunity." Ji Fengyao said with joy in her eyes, "I will go back now and refine a great tonic for you. I will use the best natural ingredients to help you complete this transformation."
"Ah, more supplements, Mistress. The better the pills you take, the more times your bones will fracture. Are you trying to torture Mianmian to death?" Ghost Face was truly desperate now, and he didn't take the opportunity that Ji Fengyao mentioned to heart at all.
“Mianmian, listen to me. Your recurring injuries are probably not caused by the injury itself, but rather by your evolution. It’s probably like how snake demons undergo a complete transformation every time they advance in rank,” Ji Fengyao patiently comforted Guimian.
She knew that at this moment, no one could help Ghost Face; he could only rely on his own will to get through it.
Therefore, he absolutely cannot let his mind wander or show weakness; she must help him ignite his fighting spirit.
“But Mianmian isn’t a snake…” Ghost Face twitched, feeling that his mistress must be lying to him: “Mianmian is the only Yazi Beast in the world, majestic and invincible.”
“I didn’t see any majestic presence, I only saw a little crybaby who can’t even bear the pain,” Ji Fengyao deliberately clicked her tongue to provoke Guimian, then lightly flicked the tip of his drooping ear, and said, “Invincible in the world… who was chased by the Demon Lord Jiu Yue with his butt shoved at him and had most of his bones broken? He’s already in such a sorry state even before being caught. If he were caught, tsk, I’ll probably only be able to make two scarves out of your skin, one for the prince and one for him to wear every day, to remember you.”
"My lady, you don't care about Mianmian anymore? You're actually mocking Mianmian!" Ghost Face felt wronged, heartbroken, pitiful, weak, and helpless, yet unwilling to admit defeat: "Who said Mianmian can't endure pain? Mianmian has been enduring it for several days now!"
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