Chapter 92: Before the Shura Field
The romance feature was truly unnecessary, but the ability to create physical illusions wasn’t bad. It might even save his life at a critical moment.
Feng Shi decided to take it.
However, there was only one Yueque.
Right now, it was a case of many wolves and little meat; over a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on this single artifact.
Even if they were fellow disciples of the Chongshan Sect, there was no reason for them to simply hand the item over to Feng Shi.
They could only compete fairly.
“Everyone, to be honest, I’ve set my sights on this artifact. Would you be willing to let me have it?”
Before Feng Shi could even speak, someone else said what he was going to say.
It was Wang Xin from Duanqi Peak.
His desire for the artifact was written all over his face, and one hand was already quietly resting on the hilt of the saber at his waist.
Regardless of what the artifact’s function was, its status as a mid-grade item alone made it a rare find.
Most of those present were tempted.
“That won’t do. I think it’s better if we all compete fairly. Such an artifact should naturally go to the most capable.” The female disciple from the Hehuan Sect also wanted it. Her words were laced with sarcasm, and she moved immediately after speaking.
Sensing the approaching spiritual energy, the Yueque seemed to come alive and began to flee in all directions.
The others exchanged a tacit look and gave chase. In the blink of an eye, only Xiang Fang’s mangled flesh and bundles of dry grass remained on the spot.
The Yueque fled through the mountain forest, with over a dozen streaks of light in hot pursuit.
The cultivation levels of this group were uneven. Originally, there were four at the peak of the Jindan stage, but the strongest among them, Xiang Fang, was now dead. Only Feng Shi, Xie Anhui, and a taciturn rogue cultivator had the strength to compete.
The others were no match for them in terms of pure speed and were left far behind within a few breaths.
Feng Shi stepped on Wucheng, holding several Thunderstrike Talismans between his fingers. He tossed them toward the two people beside him. “You two, let’s compete fairly, haha.”
Xie Anhui swung his sword to cut them down, but the talismans seemed to have eyes. they swerved and stuck to his back. A current of electricity quickly crawled across his spine and spread through his entire body.
The rogue cultivator suffered the same fate.
Having tripped them up, Feng Shi seized the opportunity. He accelerated and chased forward, reaching out to grab the Yueque. Just as his hand was about to touch it, the Yueque suddenly dove downward.
They were now a thousand meters away from the previous spot. Below was an extremely deep sinkhole. The Yueque dove into it, attempting to use the rugged terrain to shake off its pursuers.
Feng Shi executed a dive, using Wucheng as a springboard to add momentum to his descent. Within a single breath, the Yueque was in his hand.
The moment it was caught, the beautiful jade erupted with a brilliant light. It was piercingly cold for an instant, making Feng Shi’s fingertips turn white from the frost. A slight smile appeared on his face as he let his spiritual energy slice his fingertip, preparing to bind it with a drop of blood.
Behind him, the rogue cultivator broke free from the restraints and rushed over. Seeing that Feng Shi had already obtained the artifact, his eyes turned sinister. Losing his better judgment, he struck with a fierce sword light, attempting a sneak attack from behind.
A dazzling white light suddenly flashed within the dim sinkhole. Feng Shi’s brow knitted. When he turned his head, Wucheng had already gathered a thick layer of spiritual energy, standing steady in front of him to intercept the strike.
At the same time, the rogue cultivator hovering not far away suddenly let out a mournful cry. His entire body flew backward uncontrollably, smashing a human-shaped crater into the mountain wall behind him.
The rogue cultivator’s backside was embedded in the wall. He spat out two blood-stained yellow teeth and fainted with a swollen face.
Feng Shi tilted his head. Beside him, Shen Songhe’s expression was calm. He lowered his eyes and brushed his sleeves with composure, as if that furious punch just now hadn’t been thrown by him.
Feng Shi: “Uh…”
[Oh my, Hehe is so violent~ Host loves it so much~]
Qingqing covered its face with a bashful gesture.
“Shut up, you talk too much nonsense.”
Feng Shi spoke with his mouth, but his blood had already seeped into the Yueque.
[Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the mid-grade artifact—Yueque. It has been stored in your system account. Please see the details for its main functions and usage. Recite them twice in your mind for quick retrieval~]
Feng Shi recited it twice in his mind, and the Yueque indeed appeared in his hand again.
Mm, not bad.
After testing it, Feng Shi was about to put it back. To his surprise, the Yueque in his hand suddenly broke free from his control and hovered in the air.
After a wave of spiritual energy that wasn’t particularly strong, the Yueque split into two.
One part remained in the shape of a waning moon, while the other transformed into a long, thin jade thread, darting around in the air like a wandering snake.
Feng Shi remembered the other function of the Yueque and immediately had a premonition. His scalp went numb, and he instinctively reached out to grab it back.
Unexpectedly, this jade was full of spiritual intelligence. It nimbly slipped through his fingers and headed toward Shen Songhe.
Feng Shi grabbed at it again but caught Shen Songhe’s wrist, which felt like smooth mutton-fat jade.
The jade thread had already seeped into Shen Songhe’s muscles and bones, firmly encircling his soul.
In an instant, Feng Shi felt a sudden shudder deep within his body, an discomfort like an electric shock.
A moment later, the shudder vanished. Feng Shi realized that his soul had established a close communication with another soul.
…
Fuck!
Feng Shi abruptly retracted his hand.
Even though it only lasted for the moment of binding, it was enough to make Feng Shi uncomfortable.
It was as if an invisible thin thread connected the two of them, and the joys and sorrows of both sides were now intertwined.
That feeling was like… like two people stripped naked, having a heart-to-heart talk face-to-face.
It was as weird as it could get!
…
Qingqing was beaming with joy:
[Congratulations, Host! Great news, Host! Through the Yueque, a “telepathic” relationship has been established between you and Shen Songhe! From now on, you and the other party will have a mental connection and can communicate remotely through the Yueque!]
Hearing this, Feng Shi held his forehead.
Well…
Even so.
He suddenly had an ill-timed thought: Isn’t this just like being twins who also have a kids’ smartwatch?
“Can the binding be undone?”
[It can, but the system has decided to keep it for you for a while. It can be removed once the mission is over.]
Once the mission was over.
That seemed quite far off. Feng Shi looked at Shen Songhe, who was lowering his head to examine his wrist, and let out a sigh.
This was fine too. Even if Shen Songhe was carried off and stolen by someone one day, he would be able to find him.
Compared to Feng Shi’s reaction, Shen Songhe appeared much more composed.
He felt the gentle sense of restraint upon his soul. After only a moment of daze, a faint smile settled in his eyes.
This reassuring, familiar feeling had finally returned.
“Feng-shidie!”
Just then, Xie Anhui came down from above the sinkhole and stopped in front of Feng Shi. His gaze swept over the rogue cultivator behind him, and he looked surprised. “Shidie? This is?”
Feng Shi said calmly, “He tried to sneak attack me, so Wucheng lost control.”
Hearing this, Xie Anhui looked at the black heavy sword in terror. His buttocks felt a phantom pain, and he believed it.
Soon, the people behind also caught up.
The remaining two rogue cultivators at the mid-Jindan stage saw the pathetic state of that rogue cultivator. Both were so scared that their hearts tightened, and they didn’t even dare to ask.
The group set out again. When they saw another artifact over the next two days, Feng Shi didn’t move to snatch it.
It wasn’t until the evening of the second day, after the group encountered another mid-grade artifact, that they were accidentally led into a strange illusion array.
At this time, Qingqing reminded Feng Shi that they were already near the center of the secret realm and were not far from the Huaihuan Grass. It urged him to resolve the current crisis as soon as possible.
Feng Shi looked at the dozens of cultivators around him who were trapped in the illusion array just like him and fell silent.
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