“Um, Ancestor, you don’t have to be so kind to Banwei…”
“Why not? If that Secret Realm Clone can truly simulate my true body, the raw materials are inexhaustible.” Qingyu asked knowingly.
Little White Dragon held its little head, wanting to cry but having no tears. “But I’ll definitely have nightmares!”
At this moment, Qin Gou couldn’t help but chuckle. “Cough, Qingyu, you have to be careful not to actually scare this silly kid unconscious.”
“Master, I was just joking, it can’t be taken seriously.” Qingyu smiled and said, “It’s mainly because Banwei is always like this, it makes people somehow… always want to play a prank on her occasionally.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Gou couldn’t help but think that Little White Dragon actually possessed a special ability. Inadvertently, she could coax everyone into teasing her a little whenever they had nothing else to do. However, isn’t this precisely what Little Banwei herself had always craved? How could she be truly scared?
With this thought, Qin Gou immediately looked towards Ao Banwei.
As expected, even though she was nervously avoiding Qin Gou’s gaze at this moment, the corner of her lips couldn’t hide that faint, joyful smile…
Unbelievable!
What fear and trepidation? What timidity? This cunning and masochistic Little White Dragon was doing it on purpose!
Old Qin sighed deeply. Even this silly little dragon had finally made some progress. She finally understood that if she continued to be direct and lively as before, shouting, ‘You curse again… don’t stop!’, it would easily frighten others.
“But speaking of which, if a Secret Realm Clone that imitates me truly appears, Master, you must hand it over to me to deal with personally. This venerable self will surely make it disappear without a trace with a flick of my finger, never to play such a trick again!” Qingyu said with her hands behind her back, full of confidence.
Qin Gou nodded slightly. “If the opponent truly dares to show themselves, they are certainly no match for you, Qingyu. As long as…”
Qin Gou’s words hadn’t finished when he saw Qingyu in front of him suddenly lower her little head, looking at something.
“Mas… Master, I’m not afraid of that so-called clone appearing head-on, but I never expected that the damned Spirit of the Secret Realm would resort to… such a low-class dirty trick!”
“What?”
For a moment, Qingyu’s pretty face was filled with shame. Seeking comfort, she quickly moved closer to Qin Gou, clenched her small fists, and gritted her teeth. “J-just now, something seemed to be deliberately groping this venerable self’s thigh! But I couldn’t see it at all! No… it couldn’t escape. That momentary contact has been captured by me through a mysterious connection. I can now accurately determine its location!”
Upon hearing this, Qin Gou’s gaze sharpened, and he said coldly, “How audacious! This Seat will personally see what kind of scoundrel is responsible! I never expected that under the so-called ancient Spirit God Cult, there are all sorts of such presumptuous villains!”
“Yes, such shameless individuals must not be let off!” Qingyu was filled with shame and anger, her entire body radiating killing intent.
However, at the same time.
“You couldn’t even dodge me in time, you’re not Senior Qingyu at all, are you?”
Qiu Qianyue glanced at her left hand, making a grasping gesture as if recalling something. She smiled slyly, and in her other hand, she carried a still and motionless ‘herself’ on her shoulder, as if she had just captured a bandit chief’s wife.
The imposter Debt Girl, at this moment, was under some secret technique. She seemed half-awake and half-dreaming, no longer struggling. A hint of blush remained on her delicate and beautiful little face, with tears staining it lightly.
“What did you just do to me?” The woman dressed in a white dress, with a similar appearance to Qingyu, was shrouding her right leg with spiritual power, carefully investigating. Her expression was grim.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t use any spirit arts just now, I was just testing you casually! Now, it’s about to truly begin. Let’s have some fun with you. After all, such a rare opportunity, I certainly can’t let you run away!”
Saying that, Qiu Qianyue instantly blocked the white-dressed woman’s path. Like a mischievous boy, she blew on her bangs. Her peach blossom eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and she said blissfully, “What danger is there? What punishment? Ever since this Female Hero entered this Secret Realm, it’s been like entering heaven!”
…
“Pfft.”
A female cultivator dressed in white, a ‘survivor,’ had her chest pierced by a fierce and unmerciful burst of spiritual power.
The attacker was a petite girl in a black dress, with a seductive demeanor and a python whip hanging from her waist. Her appearance was similar to Gu Feiyan. Under her astonished gaze, the female cultivator who had taken her fatal blow not only failed to fight back but instead slammed her own palm towards her head. The entire person fell to the ground with a thud, seemingly dead.
“What is this…”
However, before the black-dressed girl could even fully express her shock and confusion, the female cultivator who had clearly died on the spot stood up alive and kicking again. She simply dusted herself off, and there was no trace of injury from head to toe.
Seeing this scene, the black-dressed girl was filled with horror. She knew that even she, a creation of the Secret Realm, could not possess such an astonishing recovery speed.
“You couldn’t even kill me in one blow, and help me resurrect without pain. Plus, that spiritual power just now didn’t feel quite right… You fellow, you’re probably not Lady Feiyan herself, are you?!” The female cultivator’s expression gradually turned cold.
This female cultivator was one of the many ‘survivors’ who had been saved by Gu Feiyan using her spirit tool, ‘Breaking the Cycle of Death,’ when she was on the verge of death. From then on, she had followed Gu Feiyan. Basically, as long as she wasn’t instantly annihilated by a mighty figure far surpassing Gu Feiyan’s cultivation, or if Gu Feiyan, the spirit tool’s master, met with an accident, she could repeatedly be reborn in her full state.
“Resurrection?! How did you manage to…” As soon as the black-dressed girl asked, she keenly sensed that under the other party’s secret communication, more and more people were rapidly gathering towards her location. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight male and female cultivators dressed in black and white robes appeared.
The black-dressed girl immediately probed their cultivation with her divine sense. After understanding everything, she couldn’t help but sneer and say, “I thought some important figures had arrived. To think it’s just a group of weaklings who can’t withstand a single blow. With just you lot, do you think you can stop me?”
“And what kind of mighty figure are you yourself? Who’s afraid of whom? So what if my cultivation is inferior to yours? Isn’t it just death?”
“Exactly! Although I’ve lived so long after Lady Feiyan broke my cycle of death, one day I’ll still die from ‘having a beautiful dream and getting too excited, having fun in my sleep until I die.’ It’s better to experience falling a few more times before then to make it worthwhile!”
“Me too. The random cause of death that was broken for me was ‘One day thirty years later, I’ll look in the mirror and die of beauty.’ So let me be the first to face this scoundrel!”
“Let’s go together!”
Before long, under the full-power assault of these cultivators who feared no damage and were fearless of death, and as more and more equally mad individuals joined the terrifying onslaught, even though the black-dressed girl’s cultivation far surpassed theirs, she still found herself mired in mud, unable to break free.
Moreover, in her opinion, these guys in front of her not only possessed a more bizarre regenerative power than the stone figures in the Secret Realm, but they were also constantly employing some kind of psychological harassment and destructive tactics against her, such as…
“Hey! Black dress girl, you’ve already killed Brother Seven three times, why haven’t you even touched me? Kill me too! Are you discriminating against men? Don’t look down on people!”
“My turn, my turn!”
“Silly sister, how many times have I told you, directly shatter the heart or the Dantian, that’s how you deliver a fatal blow. How many times have you chopped off my hand? Everyone spoils you and allows you to learn and grow. But when will you ever learn to be obedient?”
“Ahhh!” For a moment, the black-dressed girl seemed to have finally completely collapsed in despair, screaming hysterically, “Madmen, all of them are madmen! God, please! ‘Jia Yi’ died playing dice, ‘Jia Er’ inexplicably cut off contact after being captured and falling to the ground, and now I’ve encountered these bastards?! Of all the foreign cultivators who entered my Spirit God Cult’s Secret Realm this time, is there even a single normal person?!”
