Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, relying on raising a child to defeat the immortal world

"It is worthy of being the treasure house of Saint Lan Immortal Venerable. This dazzling array of magical weapons really makes us gasp in amazement."

Yun Xiangwan looked around a few times, her eyes wide open and her mouth wide open, looking like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, who had never seen the world.

"Want it?"

Sheng Lan's voice came slowly from behind.

"I want it, of course I want it."

Yun Xiangwan nodded excitedly, his eyes falling on a magical weapon on a shelf not far ahead.

"Wan'er, if I'm not mistaken, that should be an immortal weapon from the ancient era, which is very suitable for you." Xiao Jibai was already planning a suitable immortal weapon for Yun Xiangwan, and he also looked defenseless.

However, at this moment, Sheng Lan's eyes became increasingly gloomy.

"You want it? Then give me your life in exchange!"

Sheng Lan's voice suddenly became cold and ruthless, which made people shudder.

As soon as the voice fell, iron chains came from all directions, at an extremely fast speed, like lightning. These iron chains flew in the air, interweaving into a huge net, trapping Yun Xiangwan and Xiao Jibai in it.

Yun Xiangwan and Xiao Jibai were completely unable to react before they were tightly entangled by the iron chain, unable to move. They tried to struggle, but the iron chain became tighter and tighter, almost digging into their skin.

"Shenglan Immortal Lord, why are you doing this?"

Yun Xiangwan tried to struggle hard, but found that she was unable to break free. Her face was full of horror and fear, and her eyes looked straight at Sheng Lan.

Sheng Lan did not respond to Yun Xiangwan's question immediately, but walked forward on his own and talked to himself.

"This iron chain was originally a magical weapon. Its original form was my life-saving magic weapon! Even after my death, it still stayed in my immortal palace. It is my most loyal companion."

Sheng Lan continued to move forward, and at the same time told Yun Xiangwan and Xiao Jibai not to try to break free from the restraints, because his natal magic weapon had a special feature, which was that when it imprisoned a person, it could also seal the cultivation of the imprisoned person.

So, at this moment, they have become fish on his chopping board and can only let him do whatever he wants.

Sheng Lan then said with emotion that there had been some disciples with extraordinary talents and excellent physique who had come to hunt for treasure before, but they were smarter than Yun Xiangwan and Xiao Jibai. After finding ways to obtain the magic weapons, they fled without hesitation, leaving him no chance to take advantage of.

After saying these words, Sheng Lan had already walked in front of Yun Xiangwan.

He looked at the two people in front of him carefully, and then suddenly asked, "You two should be a Taoist couple, right?"

Hearing this, Yun Xiangwan's heart tightened and she hurriedly wanted to explain. However, before she could say anything, Xiao Jibai at the side spoke first. He stared at Sheng Lan's every move with cold eyes.

"If you have anything to say, just come to me, don't hurt my wife."

"But what can I do? I am more optimistic about your wife."

The scene of the battle with the seventh-level demon just now was too amazing.

His strong physique and absolute power were perfect for his body.

And it’s a Chaos Spirit Root!

When Sheng Lan thought of this, he could no longer hide the excitement in his heart and reached out to touch Yun Xiangwan's face.

Yun Xiangwan turned his head away, his eyes suddenly becoming as cold and intimidating as ice.

"Wow! It's really a bit scary."

Sheng Lan was startled and subconsciously took two steps back.

But soon, he realized that the woman was now locked up by his own spiritual weapon and could not hurt him.

So he relaxed, smiled and joked.

"If you don't want to touch me, then don't touch me. How about I just take over your body?"

Yun Xiangwan did not respond, but asked another question.

"You mean, those people who escaped from the secret realm before were the bodies you wanted to take over?"

"Sure enough, he is the smartest one. He can even escape from the secret realm."

You have to know that in this secret realm, besides him, there are also demons ambushing everywhere.

Every sixty years, they come to this secret place for a buffet, and each one is extremely ferocious.

"I see."

Yun Xiangwan nodded with sudden realization.

No wonder every cultivator who went out had such a vague memory of this place. They were almost possessed by other people’s bodies. How could their memories not be lost?

"Don't think about stalling for time, girl. Don't blame me for being cruel. It's just that your body is too suitable for me, hahahaha..."

When Sheng Lan finished speaking, a hideous and distorted look appeared on his face, and he suddenly burst into a series of shrill laughs, as unpleasant as the cry of a night owl.

Immediately afterwards, his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Yun Xiangwan's forehead at lightning speed.

This pure and rich power of the origin of chaos and this young and vibrant body are all his ideal objects to possess.

But when he arrived at Yun Xiangwan's sea of ​​consciousness and prepared to take over her body, the smile on his face froze in an instant.

This... is this sea of ​​consciousness so wide that a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage can possess it?

And what was that thing in the center of her sea of ​​consciousness? A fairy sword? An extremely powerful divine weapon!

"Welcome to my sea of ​​consciousness." Yun Xiangwan's voice, along with her soul, appeared in front of Sheng Lan.

She smiled with her eyes curved, without any trace of the nervousness she had shown outside before.

"Who are you?" Sheng Lan realized something was wrong at this time, but it was too late to escape.

A raging tide suddenly arose in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul was like a small boat in it, in danger of being overturned at any time.

He thought that with his cultivation level of transcending tribulation, it would be easy for him to possess the body of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. However, he never expected that this cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was far more powerful than he had imagined.

In an instant the hunter and the prey switched places.

Yun Xiangwan's mind moved, and his spiritual power was like a steel cable, tightly binding Sheng Lan's soul.

"I'm Yun Xiangwan, do you have any advice for me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the steel cable transformed from divine consciousness began to frantically absorb Sheng Lan's spiritual power.

Sheng Lan, who was just thinking about how to escape, felt his soul power rapidly draining away before he could come up with a plan.

He suddenly panicked and couldn't even maintain his composure on the surface. He struggled desperately.

But this is Yun Xiangwan's home court. Although he has not yet passed the tribulation, he is now just a remnant soul, and his strength has long been greatly reduced. He has been exhausted and damaged over the years, so how can he still be her opponent?

"Fairy, it's my fault. I shouldn't have thought of taking your body. Please forgive me this time. I am willing to give you all the magic weapons in the treasury."

I can't fight back and I can't break free, so now the only thing left is to beg for mercy.

"If you die, all the magic weapons in the treasury will be mine. Moreover, your soul power can also strengthen my soul. It's the best of both worlds, why not do it?"

Yun Xiangwan blinked her big innocent eyes and said something chilling.

What else did Sheng Lan not understand at this moment? He was immediately defeated.

"You, you did it on purpose! You knew from the beginning that my goal was to take over your body. So, you used my trick against me, intending to absorb my soul and seize my treasure house!"

"So what? In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. You are the only one allowed to scheme against me, but I am not allowed to fight back?"

Yun Xiangwan finished speaking in a cold voice, and the steel cable transformed from his spiritual power immediately wrapped him tightly, slowly absorbing and refining it.

Although his soul power was consumed a lot, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. For her, a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, it is still a rare tonic.