After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

When Shen Mian said this, he felt a little nervous.

She had seen how Luo Xu collapsed because of that person's "death", and she also understood that the person they were looking for meant a lot to them, so, what if she was that little girl?

Unexpectedly, Yan Liang shook his head: "Your timing was too clever. We had suspected it a long time ago, but in the end it has been confirmed that you are not the person we are looking for."

Shen Mian asked: "How did you prove it?"

"Soul Seal Chain. It has her soul power on it. We used it to test you."

"When? Why don't I remember?"

Yan Liang coughed lightly and touched his nose: "It happened a year ago. I knocked you out at night and tested you."

Shen Mian: "...Is that soul seal chain still there?"

Yan Liang's eyes darkened and he shook his head: "That thing has usage restrictions and has lost its function."

Shen Mian sighed softly: "If you have a chance, please help me keep an eye on my father's whereabouts. Even though so many years have passed, I don't know if I can still find his trace."

Shen Mian had something on his mind, and he was still thinking about it after returning to the dormitory. He also thought about Li Po and couldn't help having a headache.

On the other side, after Pei Ye returned to the dormitory, he saw He Lin coming towards him: "You're back? Is everything okay?"

Pei Ye shook his head: "The Fire Cloud Leopard attacked my sister earlier, why did you stop me?"

He Lin was surprised: "Miss Shen's cultivation is higher than yours. If even she can't deal with the Fire Cloud Leopard, you will only cause more trouble if you rush over. What's more, I saw Miss Shen clearly blocked that attack. If you rushed over at that time, you might have messed up her steps instead."

Pei Ye was silent for a while and walked straight into the house.

The room was a little dark. He closed all the doors and windows, flipped his palm, and a cup appeared in his hand.

There were two poisonous insects in the cup. He put the cup on the table and took out a dagger with one hand and cut it with his palm.

Blood dripped from his fingers into the cup, and two poisonous insects competed to suck his blood.

Pei Ye's face was a little pale, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that he was still too weak. So weak that he couldn't help his sister and so weak that his sister had to take care of him in everything.

As long as he can cultivate the poisonous insect, he can help his sister...

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but Yan Liang's face in the daytime suddenly appeared in his mind. His smile disappeared and he thought expressionlessly, it would be great if that Young Master Yan could disappear.

If he disappears, he won't bother my sister anymore.

His eyes flickered, and a scorpion slowly crawled out through the window.

Array court.

Yan Liang had just finished bathing, his white undershirt hung loosely on his body, and water was still dripping from the ends of his hair.

He sat at a table piled with many books on formations, each page of which described a large formation that looked particularly complex.

It was quiet at night, but the whistling of the wind was particularly obvious, covering up some of the tiny rustling sounds.

There was a hint of sleepiness between his brows. He lazily placed his hand on his forehead and slowly turned the pages of the book.

After a long time, he yawned, stood up and walked to the bed. In the corner of the room, a green poisonous scorpion was lurking beside it, silently, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

At the moment when Yan Liang sat on the bed, it suddenly rushed over, raised its scorpion tail high and tried to stab the man -

The next second, a wind blade struck and tore the poisonous scorpion apart in an instant. Another gust of wind carried the corpse straight out of the window.

Yan Liang didn't even raise his eyelids, lying casually on the bed, and only snorted softly: "Child's play."

That night, Shen Mian received a letter from Mr. Shen.

"Mianmian, Yue'er and Shen Chuan are both in the academy now. I have already told Yue'er not to conflict with you, but that little girl is too proud and may not listen to me. Shen Chuan is also a bad boy. If the two of them offend you, don't bother with them. If they dare to bully you again, tell me when you come back. I will not let them off easily."

Shen Mian stared at the letter for a long time.

She silently repeated Mr. Shen's words from beginning to end in her mind, and remained silent for a long time before she chuckled.

He exerted a little force with his hands, and a cluster of flames rose into the air, burning the letter without leaving even ashes.

The bright firelight illuminated Shen Mian's expressionless face.

She looked at another letter, which was from Chen Xing. It said that he was going to travel for a while. In the past, he never dared to go far because he was worried about her. Now he wanted to go out and have a good look, and by the way, find some rare elixirs. He asked her to prepare her homework and send it back to the Shen family. He would check it one by one after returning, and told her not to be lazy.

Then he wrote that alchemy is a matter that needs to be done slowly and steadily, and one doesn't need to be too impatient or spend too much time looking for the elixir of retrograde elixir. Just let nature take its course and let her practice more and become stronger soon.

Then it also says that one should not rush into cultivation, and should not stay awake day and night, as health is the most important thing.

Shen Mian watched him make her do this one moment and then that another, hoping that she would grow up quickly but also afraid that she would be too tired. The whole letter was full of contradictions, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When I saw the end, I couldn’t laugh anymore.

"Remember to send the first assignment back to the Shen family after you complete it in five days. Although I'm not at home, I can still tell you whether you have completed it on time and sent it back. If you exceed the deadline, I can only add more tasks."

Shen Mian's face was filled with bitterness and hatred.

Uncle Chen really never forgets to keep an eye on her learning progress!

She could only take out the medical books he gave her and continue studying them, understanding and memorizing them, and taking notes in a separate notebook.

Late at night, the lights in Shen's room went out, and a black figure ran towards the library again.

This time she went specifically for those strange stories, looking everywhere for information about the Soul-Devouring Sword, and she actually found quite a lot.

It is said that the Soul Devouring Sword was forged by tens of thousands of ghosts on the battlefield of the great war between gods and demons tens of millions of years ago. It is naturally bloodthirsty and murderous. Although it is not a magic sword, it is better than a magic sword. The Soul Devouring Sword is extremely powerful and can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of its owner, but the backlash is also extremely strong. Almost every owner has failed to resist the evil spirit of the Soul Devouring Sword. They are controlled to kill and then swallowed by the sword spirit.

Even so, every time the Soul-Devouring Sword appears, countless people will rush to fight for it, simply because it has some unparalleled and enviable power that is both dangerous and attractive.

The book records that the Soul-Devouring Sword has been silent for five hundred years, and no one has found its whereabouts during these five hundred years. Its previous owner was the God Hengwu.

Some say that the Soul-Devouring Sword, like Lord Hengwu, has long been obliterated from the world. Some say that the Soul-Devouring Sword has been taken by the Emperor. Some say that the Soul-Devouring Sword has been destroyed by the Emperor. Some say that the Soul-Devouring Sword was seriously injured and has hidden away to recuperate. Once it has recovered, it will reappear in the world to harm the human world again.

It’s Lord Hengwu again.

Shen Mian gently clenched the pages of the book. She inexplicably felt that she had a strong connection with Lord Hengwu.