One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Feng Baobao only said that she buried Wang Zhenqiu, without giving any specific details. Ma Long had no choice but to ask Wang Ye to explain it to him more clearly.

Wang Ye sneered, "This is all Wang Zhenqiu's fault, he brought it upon himself!"

……

After the Salvation Palace annual meeting ended that day, Xia He pulled Ma Long away.

Feng Baobao wanted to go with them, but then she suddenly realized something and decided to go back to her room.

She pushed the door open and went in, but the door wasn't closed, as if she was waiting for someone.

Sure enough, a moment later Wang Zhenqiu tiptoed in. He was startled to find Feng Baobao waiting for him: "Uh~ Baobao, when did you find me?"

“You’ve been watching me all along; I noticed it a long time ago.”

"Oh? I already noticed, why didn't you say anything?"

"what did I say?"

Wang Zhenqiu was speechless, and spread his hands: "Uh...you...don't you want to know what I'm going to do?"

"Oh, what are you going to do?"

Wang Zhenqiu slowly closed the door and walked towards Feng Baobao with a lewd expression: "Hehe!"

"Such a beautiful day, little girl, won't you feel lonely all by yourself?"

"Fortunately."

Wang Zhenqiu froze, looking at Feng Baobao in surprise: "Uh~ why aren't you afraid?"

"I'm in your room, and I'm about to do something indecent?"

"Oh, what should I do?"

"You can fight back! Or scream. I broke into your room, don't you have any sense of self-preservation?"

“I did not sense any malice from you, nor was your Qi vulgar.”

Wang Zhenqiu was shocked, and his eyes began to look serious: "Observation of Qi Technique?"

Wow, you're amazing! Old Xia mentioned this technique to me before, but I really don't believe anyone could do it, especially a little girl your age.

Today has been truly eye-opening.

To be honest, I used to think Ma Long was funny, but today I suddenly realized that you are more funny than him.

Hehe, Feng Baobao, let your brother see what makes you so special!

Wang Zhenqiu lunged at Feng Baobao with bared teeth and claws, but Feng Baobao was not in a hurry. She calmly took out her food pouch and searched for something.

Wang Zhenqiu was completely stunned. He stopped and asked, "Holy crap, don't you know how to write 'fear'?"

"Don't I look scary? What are you looking for?"

Feng Baobao nodded: "Oh, scary!"

I'm looking for something to punch you with!

Oh, I found it.

As Feng Baobao spoke, she took out the Chunyang Sword Box, a square piece of jade, which Zhao Chenhong had given her.

While Wang Zhenqiu was still wondering what this thing was, Feng Baobao had already started swinging the sword box.

'Let me see what's going on.'

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu peeked out, he felt a bone-chilling coldness on half of his face: 'Wow, this jade is so cool!'

"Crack! Boom! Rumble!"

After a loud bang, Wang Zhenqiu was sent flying into the yard, where he is now lying peacefully on the door panel.

My head was buzzing, half of my face was numb, and it swelled up into half a pig's head in an instant.

It took him a long time to wake up before he slowly came to his senses: "Damn it, no sportsmanship, resorting to sneak attacks, huh!"

I wasn't ready, and it was thrown at me.

Ouch, it hurts so much! My beautiful face is ruined!

"You've gone too far, little girl."

Wang Zhenqiu slowly got up, and Feng Baobao, holding a sword box, slowly walked out of the room without a door.

"Oh, didn't you tell me to resist?"

Seeing that Feng Baobao remained calm and indifferent, Wang Zhenqiu was furious: "You~ fine, fine, you're pretending with me, aren't you!"

You knocked me this far without using any Qi; your physical skills are impressive.

We both have to lie down today.

Either I bury you, or I bury you!

After hearing this, Feng Baobao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Burying people?"

I really like this, I'll bury you!

I have experience, it's really good.

Thinking of this, Feng Baobao opened her food pouch to check. The shovel, bucket, and rope—the three essentials for burying someone—were all there, which made her feel much more at ease.

As everyone knows, almost no one can escape the burial that Feng Baobao wants to commit.

Wang Zhenqiu has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and seems not to think that Feng Baobao can do anything to him.

"Little girl, let's go outside to fight. Do you dare come along?"

"go!"

Wang Zhenqiu was using a diversionary tactic. He knew that fighting inside the Salvation Palace would attract attention, but he didn't expect Feng Baobao to not care at all and to follow him out directly.

'Hmph, you asked for this, you strange little girl!'

Upon reaching a relatively open hillside, Wang Zhenqiu stopped: "The feng shui here is good, let's keep it!"

Feng Baobao nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll bury you here."

Wang Zhenqiu's face darkened: "Hmph, it's not certain who will bury whom!"

I'll show you my true strength.

Wang Zhenqiu was getting serious: 'A massage? It's unlikely to work.'

Let's just use masks.

Be careful when you strike; just subdue her.

Wang Zhenqiu took out a colorful glove, quickly and carefully put it on, and activated his internal energy.

The glove was instantly activated, and a dazzling array of Qi appeared. Wang Zhenqiu controlled the Qi and smeared it on his face.

His appearance changed; his originally delicate and pig-headed face had now transformed into a pointed-mouthed, monkey-faced look.

Moreover, this face is very similar to the painted face on the Peking Opera stage.

He transformed the remaining Qi into a short stick about one meter long, which he held in his hand.

"Beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements, I, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, am here!"

"Hehe, little girl, take this from old Sun!"

A sharp yet confident voice rang out. This was Wang Zhenqiu's unique ability, the Godhood Mask. He used himself to portray a god, to live his life to portray a god, until he believed it, and until others believed it.

This is a method of using the power of faith in gods to strengthen oneself and then fight. It is extremely powerful, although it places high demands on one's physical body.

Unfortunately, Wang Zhenqiu ran into Feng Baobao today!

"Oh? The Golden Cudgel?"

"I have some too! Look how amazing my enoki mushrooms are!"

Feng Baobao, with her ingenious idea, actually came up with a solution. She planted the Pure Yang Sword Box heavily into the ground, steadied herself, and began to unleash her power.

She had memorized the incantation of the Golden Light Mantra, but her technique of circulating Qi was not yet proficient enough, so the golden light took a little longer to form.

Holding the golden cudgel, Wang Zhenqiu watched as golden light emanated from Feng Baobao's body and wondered, "The Golden Light Mantra? Are you from the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

"I've never heard of any female disciples in the Celestial Master's Mansion, and your golden light is far too weak."

Feng Baobao said impatiently, "What's the rush? It'll be ready soon."

As she spoke, she quickened her pace, and the Qi within her body surged forth like a torrent into the sea.

In an instant, Feng Baobao transformed into the sun, radiating boundless light.

Wang Zhenqiu felt like his eyes were being pierced: "Holy crap, what is this?"

"Sharp eyes!"