The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

"This is all thanks to Miss Feng. If it weren't for you, the Seventh Bridge and I would probably have been humiliated." Shen Yi sighed.

"Oh, it's okay. After all, I'm at the Seventh Bridge, so I'm a part of it anyway." Feng Qingcheng waved her hand, signaling him not to worry, and then asked, "Then why did you come here this time...?"

"I came here specially to thank you." Shen Yi scratched his head and smiled.

But Feng Qingcheng didn't have any thoughts. She was concerned about the people in Southern Xinjiang at the moment and didn't know what happened. She could see from the expression of the great elder that he was extremely solemn, and the situation was obviously very bad.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about something?" Shen Yi asked in surprise.

He found that Feng Qingcheng was absent-minded, with anxiety in her eyes.

"Did something big happen? Tell me, maybe I can help you." Shen Yi said.

Feng Qingcheng sighed: "You can't help me."

Feng Qingcheng shook her head and didn't intend to tell him.

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't help you?" Shen Yi was depressed. Then he showed a strange look and said, "Is it because of the matter in Southern Xinjiang?"

Shen Yi thought that the woman in front of him came from the southern border of the Eastern Wilderness, and couldn't help but blurt it out.

Feng Qingcheng raised her head upon hearing this, her eyes full of inquiry, and she grabbed Shen Yi's sleeve: "What do you know? Tell me everything you know."

Feng Qingcheng was a little excited, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Ahem, don't worry, you almost pulled my clothes off." Shen Yi shouted helplessly, spreading his hands and sighing: "I just heard from my master that southern Xinjiang seems to be in chaos."

Feng Qingcheng frowned, waiting for his next words, but Shen Yi didn't say a word for a long time.

"No more?" Feng Qingcheng said with eyes wide open.

"Yeah, that's all I know." Shen Yi looked at her innocently.

"What kind of news is this? Go away." Feng Qingcheng said unhappily and pushed Shen Yi aside.

"Hey, hey, I didn't mean it. I only heard Master mention this about the situation in Southern Xinjiang. But from what I know about him, he said something like this, which shows that the situation in Southern Xinjiang is indeed not optimistic."

Shen Yi followed closely behind, constantly adding insult to injury.

The two came to a hall on the Seventh Bridge, which was the place where the master of the Seventh Bridge practiced. Feng Qingcheng planned to ask for the reason this time, as she was worried because she had many friends in this life in Southern Xinjiang.

"Master cannot be disturbed at this time, he needs to calm down!" Shen Yi's eyelids jumped and he hurriedly stopped Feng Qingcheng.

"I can't wait any longer. I have been suffering inside for the past few days. Today I must find out the real situation." Feng Qingcheng pushed open the palace door without hesitation.

Shen Yi slapped his forehead, feeling helpless. He knew his master's temper well. If he wasn't careful, it would be ignited and he would become extremely violent.

"This ancestor really doesn't care." Shen Yi followed him. He was afraid that his master would blame Feng Qingcheng.

In the hall, Feng Qingcheng saw at a glance the man sitting cross-legged in the center. It was the Seventh Bridge Master. He was sitting cross-legged on a high throne like a god king, shining with golden light, and lightning flashed in the void.

"Why are you here?" The Seventh Bridge Master sat high in the sky, his eyes slightly opened, thunder flashed before his eyes, and fairy energy rose all around him, like real dragons dancing, circling around his body, mighty and majestic.

"Master Bridge Master, I am sorry for offending you this time, but I feel uneasy if I don't understand one thing! Please tell me, Master Bridge Master!" Feng Qingcheng knelt respectfully. She had great respect for the Seventh Bridge Master, a powerful cultivator who had saved her life.

"Oh?! I didn't expect you to come." The Lord of the Seventh Bridge looked indifferent, as if he had guessed that Ning Qingcheng would come.

"Master Bridge Master, please tell me that I will repay this kindness a hundredfold in the future!" Feng Qingcheng said again.

"Oh? I'm curious, how can you repay me?" asked the Lord of the Seventh Bridge curiously.

"I..." Feng Qingcheng was speechless. Yes, she was only a seventh-level beastmaster now. Compared with the middle-aged man in front of her, the gap was too far and she could not give anything in return to him.

At this time, Shen Yi came in from outside. Seeing this scene and atmosphere, he thought that the master was angry, and knelt down hurriedly: "Master! Please calm down. Miss Feng rushed in on impulse. Please don't blame him."

The Seventh Bridge Master nodded and just looked at Feng Qingcheng. His eyes were open and he seemed to see through her.

Feng Qingcheng frowned. Looking at a cultivator with her spiritual eyes was an extremely provocative and impolite act. Although the Seventh Bridge Master was an almighty being, doing this was also a disrespect to her.

However, since he was her savior after all, Feng Qingcheng did not scold him, but she was just unhappy in her heart.

The Seventh Bridge Master smiled and said, "Girl, you don't have to pout. I know you feel uncomfortable."

Feng Qingcheng shook her head and said, "I dare not! I dare not have such intention."

The Seventh Bridge Master laughed loudly: "Girl, I see that you actually have three kinds of energy in your body. This really makes me amazed and amazed."

Feng Qingcheng was surprised. She didn't expect that the other party could see through her at a glance.

"You don't have to be surprised. The dual cultivation physique of fighting spirit and spiritual energy is rare among millions of people. This is an extremely strong cultivation physique. In addition to these two energies, there is another very strong force. This energy makes me feel familiar, as if..."

The Seventh Bridge Master pondered for a moment, and suddenly his expression became much more solemn. He had some doubts, but was not sure.

"Master Bridge Master is truly worthy of being the supreme being, beyond the ordinary scope. But it should have nothing to do with what this junior has come for. Master Bridge Master, please tell this junior the real result." Feng Qingcheng said respectfully.

"Girl, what's the harm in telling you?"

"At least it can give me an idea. If...if possible, I will go back!" Feng Qingcheng's eyes were firm. She always felt that something big was happening.

"An old friend once told me that I am missing someone who can inherit his legacy. And you, girl, whether it is your physique or that pseudo-immortal aura, you will be the best seedling I have found." The Lord of the Seventh Bridge sighed, with a divine light shining in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng was stunned. She didn't expect there was such a thing. She frowned. If it was normal, she might worship this master because she could learn a lot and save a lot of time. But now she didn't have such thoughts. She just wanted to know what was behind the matter...

"Since you insist on knowing, then I have nothing to hide from you." The Seventh Bridge Master stood up, with immortal energy surging outside his body, like a god who could not be offended.