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

"Figure it out yourself, hahaha, let me laugh for a bit first."

Qingqing held her belly and laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Helpless, Feng Siyue could only call out loudly to Xuan Li, "Ah Li!"

Xuan Li, who was reading a storybook in the cave, seemed to hear Feng Siyue calling her. She got up, put on her shoes, and went outside. The surroundings were so empty that she couldn't even see a shadow of a person.

She asked in confusion, "Huh? Where is everyone?"

"Ah Li! Ah Li!"

The sound rang out again, and Xuan Li followed the sound forward, only to find that it was coming from a hole about one meter wide in front of him.

She looked down, and a few seconds later burst into laughter, almost laughing until tears streamed down her face. "Feng Siyue, what are you doing going in there? To be a camper, hahaha!"

Why would they go underground instead of walking on the ground?

Feng Siyue said helplessly, "Stop laughing. I'll throw you the rope, and you can tie it to the tree for me."

"it is good."

Feng Siyue threw the rope out of the hole, and Xuan Li wiped away her tears, picked up the rope, and walked towards the nearest big tree.

A few breaths later, Xuan Li's voice rang out from outside.

"All right!"

Feng Siyue tugged at the rope and climbed out.

Xuan Li was still laughing at her, "I said, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Siyue scratched her head, somewhat shyly, "I don't know, I fell down as soon as I opened my eyes. The tree is gone too, I must have slapped it down with my palm."

"Be careful next time. If I'm not around, you'll really be left helpless."

"remembered."

Feng Siyue patted the mud off her body and went to collect the rope.

"So what are you going to do next?"

Feng Siyue thought for a moment, "Once the injury is almost healed, I can continue training. Anyway, the Thorn Demon Forest is so big, and we can go to many other places."

"it is good."

Xuan Li had no objection; after all, she was the best battlefield observer.

For the next month or so, Feng Siyue went to spar with those guys on the edge of the central perimeter every day, only to get beaten up one-sidedly.

They couldn't be killed by fighting, nor could they be driven away, which annoyed the group of magical beasts.

Feng Siyue was almost killed several times, but fortunately she survived each time.

Time flew by, and it was soon the night before the appointed day.

After refining a batch of perfect Spirit Suppression Pills, Feng Siyue looked at the pills with some dissatisfaction.

I'm just a little bit away from reaching the threshold of the ninth level.

The Medicine Spirit Body is truly extraordinary.

Her purity of 97 was already unstoppable in cultivation, and now, with the added boost from alchemy and the time flow of the Heavenly Heart Ring, her cultivation speed is so fast that "sonic progress" is not enough to describe it!

There are twelve two-hour periods in a day. Three hours are spent in actual combat outside, and nine hours are used for alchemy.

In just over a month, she will soon reach the threshold of the ninth level.

That's incredibly fast!

On the morning of February 19th, Feng Siyue and Xuan Li arrived in Qianshui City again. It was still early, so the two strolled around.

This time, it was raining again.

As they strolled along, the two came to a particularly quiet and elegant street.

There weren't many people on the road.

In the alley with its blue stone tiles, a light rain is falling, and the ancient walls, yellowed with age, are adorned with clusters of blue flowers. The misty rain seems to carry the smoke of everyday life, turning into raindrops just to meet old friends again.

On the narrow ancient road, a person came holding a blue oil-paper umbrella. Dressed in white, he looked like an immortal and had an ethereal aura.

He was like the morning mist, gentle and exquisite.

A peerless gentleman.

His face was serene and gentle, with a compassionate look in his eyes, as if a divine being had descended to earth just to take a look at the world.

They are ethereal and otherworldly, making them seem unapproachable.

One glance for thousands of years.

The two brushed past each other, and a slightly cool and refreshing fragrance drifted into Feng Siyue's nose, like the fragrant flowers blooming on the top of Tianshan Mountain in Xuejingzhou, which smelled inexplicably pleasant.

Feng Siyue stopped and subconsciously turned around to look, but she didn't see the person's back.

The person next to her asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

"Ah Li, did you see a man in white just now?"

"The man in white?"

Xuan Li chuckled, "Are you hallucinating? There are only the two of us on this road~"

She froze for a moment.

Hallucination?

Indeed, such a person with extraordinary beauty probably only exists in illusions.

Feng Siyue patted her face, trying to clear her mind. "Very likely, let's go."

The two walked to the end of the alley, holding oil-paper umbrellas. Just as they were about to merge into the main street, one of them said, "Ah Li, the mask."

Xuan Li rummaged through her storage ring, and Feng Siyue took the oil-paper umbrella from her and held it for her.

The white feather mask covered half of her face again. After putting it on, she turned around and held the umbrella for Feng Siyue, watching her put on the mask.

Today, Xuan Li wore a red belted long dress, with beautiful peony flowers embroidered on it in an even more vibrant deep red. Fine silver threads were threaded through pearls and fixed to the flower stamens. As the dress swayed, it looked as if the peony flowers were in full bloom, dazzling and extremely eye-catching.

The purple, rhomboid gemstone still hung down her chest.

Her hair was tied into a large braid that hung down in front of her right side, with small pearls tied to it. The stray hairs by her ears were covered with fine water droplets, making her look playful and cute.

Feng Siyue didn't wear all black again.

She wore a gradient sycamore green floral dress with snowflakes outlined in silver threads piled up on one-third of the side hem and distributed forward.

A few scattered snowflakes lingered on my waist.

Coupled with her serene face, this bright and cheerful face was transformed into a lotus, serene and unassuming, blooming alone in the lake.

The two put on their masks and joined the crowd heading towards Hanxi Auction House.

At the other end of the bluestone alley, Longyi and the others remained where they were.

As the young man approached, she bowed slightly. "Your Highness, the elders of the Bai family have submitted a petition requesting an audience with you this evening."

The young man's voice was as clear and melodious as jade, "What is it?"

"Regarding the matter of human-demon hybrids."

"Shen Xuqing?"

"Yes."

The young man turned around. "Let's go."