"Magic Lord Pang Ban..." Yan Yunfei sighed while fanning himself with his folding fan.
Before long, the meals Li Sheng had ordered were ready, and the three of them chatted while eating. As night fell, Yan Yunfei and Wang Ye decided to take their leave, agreeing to meet again at the Absolute World Tower.
Outside the great formation, Feng Sheng and the others had already vanished without a trace. After they left, Li Sheng lifted the barrier of the great formation, revealing the spiritual veins and other important areas.
...
More than two thousand miles east of the Qing Ling Sect, in a small valley, Feng Sheng and his companions were sitting cross-legged, healing their injuries. After reattaching severed limbs, they had left the territory of Qing Ling Sect and arrived here to recover.
As night fell, the valley was eerily quiet. Suddenly, a thin layer of pink mist began to rise.
Feeling a sudden unease, Feng Sheng opened his eyes and looked around, realizing that Ling Ke, who had been protecting them, had vanished.
"Ling Ke?" he called out.
The others also stood up, stretching their limbs, which still ached but were manageable. At that moment, they heard a faint splash coming from behind. Feng Sheng expanded his mental energy and saw a slender figure seated on a pink lotus flower about a couple of yards wide.
Although the night was dark, it appeared as bright as day to Feng Sheng and the others.
"Gulp..." Feng Sheng unconsciously swallowed, feeling an unusual sensation rise in his heart at the sight before him.
On the pink lotus, Ling Ke sat cross-legged as if meditating, her expression serious yet possessing an enchanting allure. Under the pink mist, her fair skin sparkled with a crystalline glow, delicate enough to seem as if it could be squeezed for water.
Her graceful curves made the others involuntarily swallow hard.
"Ling... Ling Ke?" Feng Sheng called, feeling increasingly captivated.
"Feng Sheng, you're awake," Ling Ke replied, her eyes slightly opening, her red lips parting slightly, exuding a lazy charm.
"Gulp..." The sound of gulping echoed from behind as several of his fellow disciples stared at Ling Ke in a daze. Feeling a surge of inexplicable dissatisfaction, Feng Sheng turned and glared fiercely at his junior brothers.
"Eh... Even our sister has fallen under Ling Ke's spell? Wait, that's not right!"
Suddenly realizing, Feng Sheng was alarmed. He knew his junior sister well; she was possessive and jealous. How could she exhibit such a reaction toward another woman?
A light breeze blew, making Feng Sheng shiver. He sensed something was off; no, it was Ling Ke who was the problem.
"Junior brothers! Junior sister!" Feng Sheng shouted, but his companions remained transfixed, staring blankly at the enchanting figure on the lotus.
Realizing something was seriously wrong, Feng Sheng's spirit energy erupted, and three divine seeds rose behind him.
"Why is Feng Sheng so angry... Did Ling Ke do something wrong?" A soft, gentle voice drifted over, evoking a sense of pity.
The others, still entranced, turned to glare at Feng Sheng in discontent.
As the pink lotus slowly rotated, it began to drift toward the shore.
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By now, Feng Sheng was convinced that everything happening here was Ling Ke's doing...
As the three divine seeds soared into the air, the massive crimson armored giant appeared.
Just then, his companions exploded into fragments, and the surrounding pink mist thickened abruptly.
Seeing his junior brothers and sisters meet such a fate, Feng Sheng's expression grew cold as he shouted, "Ling Ke, you... wretched... wretched!"
Before he could finish, a deep shade of pink erupted in his eyes, and the crimson armored giant instantly vanished.
"Feng Sheng, I genuinely have great affection for you; how can you...?" Ling Ke's voice emerged from the pink mist, filled with sorrow, as if she were a heartbroken woman abandoned by her beloved, stirring pity in the hearts of all.
"I... Who... are you?!" Feng Sheng stammered, feeling his mind hazy, alternating between clarity and confusion.
As the mist thickened, Feng Sheng's voice grew weaker until it faded away entirely.
In the small valley, the pink mist engulfed everything, silencing the chirps of insects and birds.
...
At the back mountain, near the spiritual vein, sensing Li Sheng's arrival, Bai Ye opened her eyes. Her injuries seemed to have mostly healed, her complexion rosy and her breathing steady.
"Senior brother, I'm fine," she said with a smile, noticing Li Sheng's concerned expression.
"Glad to hear that," Li Sheng nodded, informing Bai Ye about the discussions he had with the others earlier.
After he finished, Bai Ye appeared somewhat hesitant.
"Is something wrong, junior sister?" Li Sheng asked curiously.
"Senior brother, I've found that the speed at which I refine divine seeds is slowing down..."
"Slowing down?" Li Sheng chuckled lightly. "It's fine; once this batch of Nirvana Pills is finished, I'll refine some top-tier pills for you."
"Senior brother misunderstood; it's not related to the pills, but rather... repulsion!" Bai Ye said with a bitter smile.
"Repulsion?"
"Yes, ever since merging with that light mass, my physique seems to have undergone a transformation, slowing the speed of refining divine seeds. I just tested it, and the situation seems to be worsening."
Hearing this, Li Sheng grew serious and took Bai Ye's wrist to examine her closely.
Bai Ye's cheeks flushed as she felt the warmth of his hand on her wrist, lowering her head shyly.
After a moment, Li Sheng furrowed his brows.
"Is there anything unusual?" Bai Ye asked softly.
"I can't detect anything wrong; rather, your physique seems to have strengthened..." Li Sheng exclaimed in surprise. "It appears to be a good thing. There are already seven books of dual-spirit level cultivation methods in the sect; if it doesn't work, we can try switching."
After his examination, he found Bai Ye's physique to be even stronger than his, easing much of his concern.
"Senior brother, there's no need to worry. This transformation is still incomplete; perhaps once it's complete, everything will return to normal," Bai Ye said gently, sensing the intensifying transformation within her.
She felt an increasing repulsion toward martial arts, even showing instability in the divine seeds she attempted to conjure. However, she chose not to reveal this, not wanting her senior brother to worry.
She had a strong intuition that this transformation would ultimately benefit her; it was better to wait until everything stabilized before discussing it.
"Alright, if anything feels off, remember to tell me," Li Sheng nodded, not pursuing the matter further.
"Mm." Bai Ye smiled, "By the way, senior brother, I need to leave for a few days to pay respects to my mother."
"It's been a while since you've been away; you should go back. I'll accompany you," Li Sheng said, a hint of tenderness in his eyes. With the protection of the fourth-level formation, he didn't need to stay in the sect constantly; it was time to take a trip.
"No need to trouble senior brother; I'll be back soon, just a few days," Bai Ye politely declined.
Seeing this, Li Sheng could only nod in agreement.
...
Three days later, after sending off his junior sister, Li Sheng returned to the back mountain's spiritual vein and focused his thoughts on the mysterious stone space.
In the dim space, dozens of messages appeared on the walls. Li Sheng scanned through them, paying special attention to a few.
After several days of pursuit, all remaining despair-level magical creatures had perished.
A day ago, all the grandmasters had left and agreed to convene the Xuantian Conference in a month to discuss the matter of the boundary space.
"It seems the Feather Dragon Dynasty does indeed possess a way to communicate with the upper realm. I should observe closely; in a month, I should be able to refine six arrays without a problem," Li Sheng muttered to himself.
According to the records in the Martial Domain Secret Canon, the divine seeds become increasingly difficult to refine, with higher requirements for talent.
He had already comprehended over half of his fifth divine shape, and fortunately, he had yet to encounter the obstacles described in the secret canon. With the aid of various extraordinary items, his cultivation speed had been astonishingly rapid.
At that moment, a piece of news on the wall caught his attention.
The latest update of the Talent Ranking had seen him soar from over nine hundred to sixth place.