Female lead: No, it's me again??

Feng Siyue opened her eyes, and the token appeared in her hand, emitting a golden light.

"Trial mission?"

Upon hearing these four words, Xuan Li got out of bed and came closer.

"South of Qinghe Luozhou lies a village of blooming flowers, where a hundred flowers bloom year-round without ceasing. This year, something seems to have happened, and the flowers of this village are gone. Trial participant number seventeen, please proceed immediately and resolve this matter within half a month..."

"Trial Reward: Sword Saint's Secret Realm Key"

Xuan Li was dissatisfied. "Why would the trial tokens from the Chaoyang Holy Palace issue missions?"

"You already don't have much time. If you keep getting missions released and you're constantly running around doing them, will the Soul-Eating Curse ever be lifted?!"

What kind of trouble is that big thug up to?

The red-clad man, who was clearing out ancient demons on an ancient battlefield, had just crushed the head of an ancient demon when he suddenly sneezed.

He touched his nose, puzzled.

"Hongyue, are you feeling cold or are you weak?"

A man with an unfathomable aura, dressed in a black feather robe, held a dark blue feather fan. With a gentle wave, a group of ancient demons vanished into thin air.

His nonchalant expression was full of amusement.

"I bet some girls are cursing him now, at the hero's grave in the land of beauties!"

That day, the woman changed into a floral holy robe, her left hand held in front of her chest, thumb pointing towards herself, index and middle fingers together, and ring and little fingers bent.

Behind her, countless vines burst forth from the light field, strangling them to death.

"Shaling, have you met that girl?"

A woman dressed in white with a cool and aloof demeanor floated behind them, playing a crescent-shaped zither. The power of the music she played instantly annihilated everyone.

Thinking of the girl's appearance, Sha Ling couldn't help but sigh, "Sister Longyi, you have no idea, I think there's something wrong with her eyes that that girl could be attracted to Hongyue."

How could someone so beautiful fall for a fickle and unpredictable killing god like Hongyue?

"Hehe, Shaling, you seem to have a problem with me?"

The ambiguous, mocking voice sent chills down Sha Ling's spine. She quietly took a few steps closer to the woman in white, her voice lacking confidence.

"That's what it is."

Red Moon activated a sword formation around her, and after a burst of red light, ten thousand swords were unleashed simultaneously, each sword precisely piercing the head of an ancient demon. "Ah, at least I have someone I love. Unlike you, you've been alone for thousands of years."

Just now, it must have been Little Ali thinking about him.

I haven't seen her for months, and I have no idea what she's doing.

This angered Sha Ling, the fiery little lion. "I think some people are just having unrequited love!"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Hongyue raised an eyebrow. "Shaling, it seems like it's been a long time since we sparred."

Sha Ling blinked, then belatedly realized, "I was wrong, Brother Hongyue."

Pah! Pah! Pah! It's all because of this mouth!

"Haha, it's too late."

The woman's face instantly fell, and she wished she could slap herself twice.

Why did you provoke him?

Longyi and Guqi smiled helplessly and shook their heads slightly.

Thorn Demon Forest.

Feng Siyue didn't feel resentful. "Ali, do you still remember what I mentioned before about innate spiritual essence?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"Then do you think there might be one in the Sword Saint's Secret Realm?"

Since it's a secret realm, wouldn't it be full of rare and precious materials?

Ali thought for a moment and said, "Yes, anything that can be used as a reward by the Chaoyang Holy Palace must be pretty good."

The two agreed to leave first thing tomorrow morning.

Xuan Liming left early in the morning simply because she wanted to sleep.

As for Feng Siyue, it was naturally to take care of Xuan Li, who was an ordinary person.

The next morning, Feng Siyue and Xuan Li rode the Swiftwind Bird to the nearest village to the Thorn Demon Forest, bought some porcelain bottles, and prepared to sell the pills they had accumulated from refining pills over the past few days.

After dividing the pills into smaller portions, they entered a quiet-looking pharmacy.

The middle-aged shopkeeper, dressed in blue, was dozing off at the counter.

Feng Siyue stepped forward and knocked on the counter.

"The shopkeeper?"

Hong Guoli was dozing off when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He opened his eyes impatiently and asked, "What?"

Feng Siyue asked him, "Do you buy pills here?"

"I'll accept it, but I need to check the goods first."

Feng Siyue took out a porcelain bottle and pushed it in front of him, "Take a look."

Hong Guoli opened the stopper and glanced inside. A shrewd glint flashed in his small, beady eyes, but he pretended to be nonchalant and said...

"Fifty low-grade spirit stones per stone, you have five here, so I'll give you two hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones, is that alright?"

As he spoke, he was about to put the porcelain vase into the drawer.

"Wait a minute."

Feng Siyue's eyes turned slightly cold. "Shopkeeper, don't you understand that you can bully me just because I'm a woman?"

"A second-tier Qingyu Pill is a high-grade pill with three pill patterns. It can sell for a hundred mid-grade spirit stones on the market. It seems you don't want to do business with me."

Do you really think she doesn't understand the market at all?

Seeing that he had been exposed, Hong Guoli stopped pretending.

He sneered and unleashed his fourth-level Spirit King cultivation, threateningly saying, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Feng Siyue paused for a moment, then smiled.

The seventh-level Spirit King cultivation slowly emanated from him. "Do you think you can bully me just because I'm young?"

Hong Guoli was about to make a sarcastic remark, but he was stunned by the cultivation level displayed by the masked woman in front of him.

"Seventh-tier Spirit King???"

He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, stammering, "I'm so sorry! I didn't..."