The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

After they had gone far away, Song Ke looked puzzled. The Western Kingdom was the country that Tian Shu had mentioned, Rong Ling's homeland.

Song Ke turned to Feng Xun, who seemed completely unconcerned, and asked, "Do you know how to get to Xiqiong Kingdom?"

After saying that, she remembered that it didn't seem like a good place. She thought it would be better to go to Yuxiao Mountain first to find Rong Xiu and then discuss what to do.

"Never mind, let's go to Yuxiao Mountain first."

Feng Xun nodded without any objection: "Okay."

The two descended from the Suspended Palace and stood at the foot of the mountain. Song Ke turned around and looked up at the Suspended Palace. The once blessed land of immortals, shrouded in white mist, had now become a filthy miasma, darkly covering half of the mountainside. Demons could be vaguely seen roaming within the black mist.

Song Ke sighed, looked at Feng Xun, and pointed to the changed Suspended Palace: "How do you feel?"

Feng Xun looked at him with a stiff, puzzled expression: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's go quickly, it will get dark if we don't leave now."

Song Ke followed behind him and asked, "Do you remember how to get there?"

"Could we have gone the wrong way?" After saying that, he pondered for a moment, "I think that side looks more like it."

Feng Xun said definitively, "This way."

Song Ke watched him leave without a trace of emotion after he finished speaking. She followed behind, carefully raising her palm to look at it. The half-formed "heart root" of her love appeared as she moved. Feng Xun, who was walking in front, also stopped at this moment, his expression inscrutable.

Looking at his straight back and then at Qinggen, Song Ke said, "Do you have some kind of premonition?"

Song Ke leaned closer to him and asked, "How does it feel?"

Feng Xun glanced at Song Ke, then at the penis in her palm. His eyes were so deep they were unfathomable. His brows furrowed slightly. After a moment, he reached out and tentatively touched the penis. When his fingers were still a little distance away, the penis suddenly peeked out and then "whoosh" burrowed back into Song Ke's palm, causing Feng Xun's hand to stop awkwardly on Song Ke's palm.

Song Ke was also stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Feng Xun's affections would actually avoid Feng Xun and instead find their way into her own hands.

She scratched her palm with her fingers, but her manhood showed no reaction whatsoever.

Feng Xun withdrew his finger, and Song Ke explained with a dry laugh, "Well, I don't know what's wrong with it either."

"It might be because there's only half a stick, so it can't sense you."

Feng Xun's face remained stiff and expressionless as he turned and left.

Song Ke watched as he hurried to catch up, asking, "Are you angry?"

Feng Xun replied in a calm tone, "No."

"But you don't look well."

Feng Xun: "You've misread it."

Before dark, the two arrived at the town closest to the Xuanshang Palace, called Wenxian Town. Because it was very close to the Xuanshang Palace and had long been blessed by it, the people in the town all knew a few tricks.

However, the usually bustling Wenxian Town was different today. The streets were still brightly lit, but the streets were deserted and desolate, with a strange and eerie atmosphere in the quiet.

As Song Ke walked in, a gust of cold wind blew by, causing the lanterns hanging on the street to sway and the candlelight inside to flicker.

Song Ke subconsciously shrank back behind Feng Xun, and Feng Xun looked at her with a rare hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He said, "Something's not right here."

Song Ke nodded in agreement: "Yes, there's no one here, and it's only just getting dark."

"It's too quiet."

Feng Xun glanced at the endless street and said, "Follow me, and there's nothing we won't dare to come."

Song Ke nodded as she listened, then remembered that she was just a wisp of consciousness, which was no different from a ghost. How could she be afraid of ghosts?

Don't be afraid.

If only everyone were like me, not those faceless, bloody ghosts on TV.

Just as the two reached the middle of the street, they suddenly heard a series of mournful cries coming from ahead. The sound was so chilling that it gave them goosebumps.

Song Ke stared intently ahead, leaning against Feng Xun and asking, "What exactly is this thing? Is it a ghost or a demon?"

Feng Xun also looked ahead, and in a moment, a faint black mist began to meander towards them. Just as it was about to reach them, Feng Xun quickly grabbed Song Ke and darted to the rooftop.

"Ah..." Song Ke was startled by the sudden movement. She quickly shut her mouth. Looking down, she could see a large group of people slowly emerging from the depths of the street. Their eyes were lifeless, and they were all crying sadly. The sound started softly, then grew louder and louder, and slowly blended together to maintain the same frequency, and then rose higher and higher.

Song Ke: "Are they being manipulated?"

Feng Xun frowned as he watched. He could clearly smell the stench of death. In the blink of an eye, the streets were filled with people. They were heading out of town in an orderly fashion with a clear purpose. The black mist that had been winding ahead was like a guide leading them.

Feng Xun said calmly, "It must be the Luoyou Alliance causing trouble. Since they have occupied the Xuanshang Palace, they will naturally not let these people go."

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Before Song Ke could even express her surprise, Feng Xun glanced at her and in the blink of an eye, she appeared outside the city, in what was essentially a desolate, overgrown graveyard.

Song Ke watched in horror as the people stood in front of each grave and began digging with their bare hands.

"what are they doing?"

Feng Xun frowned as he watched. The black mist that was leading the way was already flying back and forth above the tomb, clamoring and exhilarating with a seductive and high-spirited energy.

Feng Xun immediately took action, sealing off Song Ke's five senses. Song Ke couldn't feel anything for a moment, but she could feel Feng Xun gently patting her head.

Feng Xun immediately unleashed his sword and attacked the group of black mist. The moment he attacked, the black mist seemed to sense his presence and quickly transformed into a ferocious beast, which then attacked Feng Xun.

Feng Xun looked at the ferocious beast with disdain: "I thought it was some kind of beast. How dare a mere demon act so presumptuously in front of our alliance? It's courting death."

The demon conjured a face, deathly pale and shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see clearly. He was somewhat wary of Feng Xun's cultivation level and could only say, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

“Now, the entire Suspended Palace belongs to our Alliance Leader. What are you being so arrogant about? As expected, the people of the Cultivation Alliance are all hypocrites. You followed me all the way here, thinking I really didn’t know?”

"I advise you not to ruin my plans, or don't blame me for making sure you don't leave alive and become one of them."

Feng Xun made a move with a disdainful look, saying, "Your cultivation isn't high, but you're quite confident."