Jun Luoying was so angry that she almost choked on her own blood and nearly spat it out on the spot.
"Alright, let's not waste words on these juniors. Now that the task assigned by the sect leader has been completed, let's head to the Pill Sect as soon as possible and have the sect leader take these people to settle things with the Jun family." Ling Jie said expressionlessly, showing neither joy nor sorrow.
“Alright, let’s go then,” Ling Yuan agreed.
The disciples of Hanyu Sect, except when burying their fallen comrades, occasionally showed hatred towards Jun Luoying and the others; after doing so, they returned to their cold and indifferent demeanor, ignoring Jun Luoying as if they were just a few stray dogs they had casually caught.
On the Danzong side.
The members of the various clans escorted Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, Ji Chenhai, Su Rujing, and others to the entrance of the Dan Sect before stopping to say goodbye.
Su Rujing, Xique, and Bailu surrounded Ji Fengyao, while Wuying, Wuhen, Wushang, and Huji followed closely behind Shang Xiye.
The group chatted and laughed as they talked about the strange phenomena that occurred when Ji Fengyao underwent her tribulation, and the changes in their own cultivation levels.
Upon arriving at the foot of Shending Peak, the four elders, Jiang Dailuo, Qingluo, Xuanming, and Wu Tianjun, along with the disciples of the four peaks, temporarily took their leave to arrange the succession ceremony for the sect leader three days later. Only the group from Dazhao remained to accompany Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye back to Shending Peak.
We walked to the mountainside of Shending Peak.
Once she was sure there was no one else around, Ji Fengyao was about to tell everyone that there was still Heavenly Dao energy left in her Tower of Life.
Suddenly, a strange man dressed in a colorful floral shirt came running down the mountain.
He resembled Shang Xiye by seven points, but his eyebrows and eyes were more flamboyant, his smile was incredibly bright, and his overall despicable and cheeky aura soared to the heavens.
Even though he was a stranger and didn't speak, Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye immediately recognized him.
Shang Xiye's handsome, otherworldly face instantly darkened several shades—why did this guy have to take on his appearance if he wanted to!
"Master, mistress, Mianmian has transformed! Look at Mianmian, look!" Ghost Face ran up to Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye, spreading its arms and spinning around in a loose, light floral robe. In its excitement, it was extremely loud and noisy: "I have combined the best features of the male master's heaven-defying appearance, and made up for my own slight shortcomings; how about it, male master, Mianmian loves you very much, right?"
And another thing, my lady, this dress was also created by Mianmian herself using fur. Aren't the colors vibrant? Doesn't it reflect the passion in your heart, just like mine? I know you too well, don't I!
Shang Xiye: "..."
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Black Owl: "..."
Ji Chenhai and the others: "..."
Du Ji Fengming rested her exquisitely curved chin on one hand, silently observing for a long while, before saying in a low voice, "Ghost Face, didn't you see what my brother-in-law's face said?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Ghost Face finally stopped his inexplicably confident circling and looked at Shang Xiye with a puzzled expression: "Nothing."
"So, Er Gouzi is just Er Gouzi. It's no use him even if he transforms into human form." Ji Fengming walked to Shang Xiye's side, pointed at Shang Xiye's handsome face, which was at least four shades darker than before, and said, "His face clearly says 'I want to kill you,' can't you see that?"
Ghost Face: "..."
After glancing a few more times, he noticed that his master's expression was indeed rather unpleasant, and his excitement was immediately dampened by half.
Seeing Ji Fengming's expression of enjoying the show, Ghost Face was furious: "I've transformed into human form! My master is overjoyed, so don't try to sow discord here. I'd like to beat you to death, you believe me!"
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