“Oh, I see!” Feng Qingran’s red lips curved slightly as she took out the black egg given to her by Qi earlier.
Whoosh!—
Feng Ci sprang out of its space and hopped in front of Feng Qingran.
The black egg in Feng Qingran’s hand was only half the height of Feng Ci.
Feng Ci and the black egg weren’t just similar—they were practically identical!
“Holy—! Stinky girl, where did you get that!? You dare take that thing!?” Feng Ci was utterly astonished.
Feng Ci was certain that if it weren’t just an egg, its jaw would have dropped in shock.
“This is a beast someone gave me,” Feng Qingran replied, looking puzzled. What danger could an unhatched egg possibly pose?
The symbols on Feng Ci’s shell shimmered with light, a certain aura flowing over them.
“That egg is the Ten Thousand Ancient Beast Spirit, the Myriad Spirit. When it emerges, all things will bow,” Feng Ci said, though its tone held no reverence, only a kind of fearful trembling.
A glint of light flashed in Feng Qingran’s apricot eyes. She didn’t respond, waiting for Feng Ci to continue.
“If you can contract with the Myriad Spirit, it’s equivalent to being able to rule over the three thousand lesser worlds. Sounds tempting, right?” Feng Ci’s tone gradually became exaggerated, with a hint of deliberate mystification.
“And then what?” Feng Qingran narrowed her eyes. Feng Ci was clearly taking some schadenfreude.
Feng Ci’s tone suddenly changed. “But this thing is no good at all. It’s actually a harbinger of misfortune. Once you contract with it, you can forget about having a peaceful life from then on.”
“Your cultivation is currently at the Foundation Establishment, second layer. Once you contract with the Myriad Spirit, every time you cultivate, your spiritual energy will be transferred to it. In a few years, you’ll be back to Qi Refining.”
“Even as a cultivator, just stepping outside, you might trip over a stone…”
“‘All beasts submit’ is truly an act of desperation.” The more Feng Ci spoke, the more it seemed to pity Feng Qingran.
Feng Qingran replied nonchalantly, “Good thing I didn’t contract with it. By the way, why does it look exactly like you?”
Upon hearing that Feng Qingran hadn’t contracted it, Feng Ci’s expression froze!
Should’ve said that later!
No reason, it just wanted to see Feng Qingran trip…
Looking at the Myriad Spirit, Feng Ci said helplessly, “Actually, the shell on its body was stripped from mine…”
“Back then, I was fooling around and wandered to some unknown place. Then someone stripped off half my shell.”
Feng Qingran’s interest was piqued. She lifted her jade-like hand and lightly tapped Feng Ci’s shell.
Thump thump!—
Thump thump!—
Seemed the same, yet also different?
“Then how are you still alive? And why is your shell still whole?” Feng Qingran’s eyes were filled with confusion. Usually, if an egg cracks, it dies, right?
Also, what kind of person could strip off such a hard shell?
An image of a face, clear and transcendent like a breeze after rain, flashed through Feng Qingran’s mind. Could it be Qi?
“Hmph! My other half-shell was patched up with ten-thousand-year Mystic Iron. He also drew a bunch of strange symbols on my shell, trapping me inside this egg for ten thousand years without being able to leave!” Feng Ci said angrily.
“Feng Ci, why don’t you hate that person?” Feng Qingran didn’t detect even a trace of resentment in Feng Ci’s tone.
“I hated him to the bone at first. But later, I learned he saved me this way, so I don’t hate him anymore,” Feng Ci’s voice carried sadness and a kind of desolation.
Feng Qingran suddenly felt that Feng Ci at this moment was very similar to Elder Yinglong.
Remembering that Feng Ci was given to her by Baili Wen Yue, she continued asking, “And how did you end up in Sixth Senior Brother’s hands?”
Feng Ci’s tone became flat. “After I left that place, I encountered Baili Wen Yue.”
“He had many top-grade spirit stones in his storage ring. It was comfortable lying there, so I just went in myself. Then I met you, sensed the aura of the Void Space, and came out again.”
Feng Qingran: “…”
So you never actually got Sixth Senior Brother’s permission!
Meaning no one besides her had ever seen Feng Ci.
But then Feng Qingran’s expression grew complex. Everything was far too coincidental, coincidental as if someone had meticulously woven a vast web…
Seeing Feng Qingran lost in thought, Feng Ci said decisively, “You definitely went into that place. I advise you, never believe that person’s words.”
“Even though every sentence he says is true, when combined, they form a gigantic trap.”
“As for this egg, I’ll take it in to incubate for now. It’s practically like my own son.”
“The Myriad Spirit won’t emerge for now. You’d better find the Luck Stone before this fellow comes out, or else you’ll probably…” Feng Ci’s voice trailed off.
After finishing, Feng Ci disappeared along with the black egg in Feng Qingran’s hand.
Yuan Bao also returned to its space.
Coming back to her senses, Feng Qingran’s eyes sparkled brightly. Things seemed to have gotten even more interesting.
Feng Qingran took out her communication token. After dealing with the matters of Qinghe Pavilion, she would go into seclusion.
[Pavilion Master, Qinghe Pavilion has been attacked several times in the past month. Fortunately, with the intervention of Tongwen Pavilion and Shumo Pavilion, no one dares to cause trouble at Qinghe Pavilion anymore.]
[Pavilion Master, I received the communication tokens you sent. Rest assured, I will make Qinghe Pavilion’s reputation resound throughout the nine provinces.]
[Pavilion Master, people from Huoling Province and Tianxuan Province want to purchase communication tokens from us. They said if we agree to cooperate, they can grant us the qualification to freely enter and exit both provinces.]
…
After browsing through the messages the shopkeeper sent, Feng Qingran found the matters clearly explained.
However, Huoling Province and Tianxuan Province wanting to buy communication tokens was indeed a big deal.
But her communication tokens were only suitable for Qingyun Province.
She didn’t have maps of Huoling and Tianxuan Provinces, so she couldn’t make tokens suitable for them.
Feng Qingran replied to the shopkeeper, instructing him to stall for now. They would discuss details after she finished her seclusion.
