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

Feng Siyue looked away, her expression unchanged, and said...

"I happened to know this when I traveled to Yunbi City years ago. Young Master, no one survived the catastrophe in Yunbi City three years ago. That terrifying power was enough to destroy the Black Clam. Now it is not making any moves, perhaps it is already dead."

Upon hearing this, the young man's expression changed.

"impossible!!"

A terrifying spiritual pressure rose in the small space, then disappeared in an extremely short time, as if it had never existed.

This small incident caused several elderly men with cold expressions to appear, staring intently at Feng Siyue as if she were about to do something.

This aura... it's all from half-saints!

The oppressive aura gathered in the space, making it difficult for Feng Siyue to breathe. She asked, "Young Master, what are you doing? I didn't fabricate reality."

The aura that this man exuded in that instant was no less than hers. It's interesting that such a group of people are hidden in the declining Snow Crystal State.

Su Qingfeng's lips curled up slightly, but he couldn't bring himself to smile.

His gaze was somber, and his clenched fists betrayed his current mood.

Incompetent rage.

Feng Siyue took a deep breath, rested her left hand on her knee, and said, "Young Master, perhaps we really can cooperate."

The young man said coldly, "I already said..."

The girl interrupted him.

"You like Yan Xue'er."

That's for sure.

"These two things are completely unrelated!"

The current Su Qingfeng is not as carefree as usual; his aura is that of a superior, cold and composed.

Feng Siyue chuckled lightly, "But in this world, if there is anyone else who knows where Yan Xue'er is, it is probably only me."

"What did you say?"

These ambiguous words gave Su Qingfeng an instant bad feeling. His eyes widened in fury, and he slammed his hands on the table.

"You arrested her?"

Feng Siyue glanced at the people around her.

The young man instantly understood what she meant.

"Get out!"

Some people worried, "Young Master..."

Su Qingfeng turned his head and roared, "I told you to get out of the way!"

Having no other choice, the group gave Feng Siyue a warning look and then withdrew.

Feng Siyue finally spoke, "I can only say that I might know where she is, but I'm not sure."

It's not in her hands?

Su Qingfeng couldn't tell whether he felt disappointed or happy. His voice trembled as he asked, "Is she safe?"

Feng Siyue said no more. "Now, you can continue what you were saying."

Information exchange is both a transaction and a threat.

Su Qingfeng understood this very well.

He composed himself, then sat down.

"The black and white clams are born and die together. More than a hundred years ago, when the alchemist of the Su family was cultivating at the bottom of the ice layer in Snow Crystal State, he accidentally discovered that these two clams were born from the Yin-Yang Ice Eye. He felt they were extraordinary and brought them back."

"For a hundred years, they have shown no signs of awakening."

"It wasn't until Xue'er visited my home a few years ago that the white clam in the black and white clam suddenly awakened and recognized her as its master. Only then did I learn that this thing was called the Yin-Yang Spirit Locking Coffin, which contained an extremely powerful thing."

"As for what it is, I don't know."

"The Soul-Locking Coffin is a dual-living entity that will only awaken when it encounters its true master."

Feng Siyue looked at the clam shell in her hand. "Since it only awakened after encountering its true owner, why are you putting it up for auction? It's your only chance to find Yan Xue'er."

This seemingly ordinary object is actually a spirit-locking coffin?

Su Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile.

"The Soul-Locking Coffin can only find each other by sensing each other when the twins are awake. When they are asleep, it can only determine whether they are still alive."

"And it woke up, and it chose you."

"Choose me? How can you be sure? It doesn't seem like it's awake."

The young man said, "If you are not the person it is looking for, it will come back to you on its own, no matter where you are."

Feng Siyue remained silent.

"Qingqing, why is the Yin-Yang Locking Coffin a clam?"

The Yin-Yang Locking Spirit Coffin is a primordial treasure born from the chaotic Daoist principles at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth.

Twins coexist.

The white coffin nurtures the seed of the Dao, while the black coffin seals away the ultimate evil; they have been mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining since ancient times.

Furthermore, the contents of the Yin-Yang Locking Coffin, whether it is a Taoist coffin or an evil coffin, far exceed the tolerance limits of this world.

In other words, once the creature inside the evil coffin escapes and makes its move, the entire Illusionary Universe Continent will have no chance of survival!

Qingqing also found it strange. "I don't know. The Heavenly Dao Laws of the Illusionary Universe Continent are incomplete and not suitable for the Spirit Locking Coffin to remain. The appearance of this thing is really puzzling."

蚌？

Who can recognize this?

Anyway, he didn't recognize him at first.

Feng Siyue tapped her fingertips on the table. "Young Master, perhaps you'll gain the ability to know the secrets behind your business when you expand to the Five Continents."

"And all I can say right now is that I need to verify one thing about her, which will take quite a while."

Too many people died in that calamity, but even more were the families who survived and sought revenge.

Yan Xue'er's stance is still unknown. If she's bad... would he be able to bring himself to do it?

She also wanted to know.

Feng Siyue stood up, placed a storage ring on the table, and turned to leave.

"Verify something?"

What do you mean?

Su Qingfeng stood there dumbfounded, then quickly reacted and shouted, "Miss, how can I contact you from now on?"

Feng Siyue did not reply.

Su Qingfeng could only look at the storage ring she left behind. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that in addition to the piles of spirit stones, there was also a box inside.

He opened it, and there were more than a dozen signal flares.

A hunched figure slowly walked up behind him.

"Ancestor, should we believe her?"

"Feng'er, you were planning to establish the Wind Chasing Auction House in the Five Continents, so why not give it a try?"

The aged voice carried a calming power.

Su Qingfeng's eyes reddened slightly. "But, Ancestor, I finally got information about her, I can't wait any longer."

He now... desperately wanted to extract more information about Xue'er's whereabouts from the other party!

The old man sighed.

"Wind, don't be in such a hurry."

He had met Yan Xue'er before; she was intelligent and kind, but also carried a maturity and melancholy that was beyond her years.

They had observed how the two got along.

The young man closed his eyes.

"I see."

Why did she say she wanted to open branches across five continents? And what powerful figures are involved in this story?

Xue'er...where will you be?

Su Qingfeng had no answers to any of these questions for the time being.