Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

The demon spirit had been kept inside the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map. When Xue Lan took it out, the surrounding light dimmed.

The girl placed it on the smelting table, then took out the array plate Yan Chengxue had given her earlier and made some arrangements around it, in order to prevent the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box from noticing and interrupting the process of imbuing it with spirit.

Then the gain outweighs the loss.

Five-colored array flags fluttered around Xue Lan, and soon an array was set up around her.

It was none other than the two that the War Puppet Mansion had set up during the weapon-refining assessment to prevent her from exploding the furnace.

Xue Lan confidently lit a cluster of strange fire within the formation, intending to prevent any problems from arising during the fusion of the demonic spirit.

The girl patted her sleeve to remind Xue Tong inside, "Hide well!"

"I'm a system, I'm not afraid of this... um... Xue Lan!" Before Xue Tong could finish her rebuttal, Xue Lan grabbed her and threw her into the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.

[Xue...]

"Shh!" The girl put her index finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture.

Xue Tong dared not speak.

Seeing how obedient Xue Tong was, Xue Lan smiled gently. The girl picked up the demonic spirit from the smelting table, made a hand seal, and pointed her sword finger at her brow, drawing out a wisp of snow-white smoke.

The moment the snow-white smoke appeared, the demon spirit held in Xue Lan's other hand went berserk, relentlessly attacking the barrier binding it, trying to swallow the snow-white smoke whole.

Xue Tong couldn't contain her curiosity any longer and was just about to ask a question when Xue Lan spoke first.

"This is my demon soul."

Xue Tong froze, staring at the white smoke at Xue Lan's fingertips, and stammered, "[A demon...a demon soul...]"

[Are you crazy, Xue Lan? That's a soul you're playing with!]

Xue Tong felt that if she had a heart, she would have had a heart attack long ago.

Angry.

"I'm not feeding it, I'm just teasing it to see if it's dead. It's not like I'm splitting its soul. Otherwise, I would have been in excruciating pain!" Xue Lan quickly explained to Xue Tong.

But Xue Tong didn't want to talk to her anymore, and turned her back to say things like she was crazy, had a bad day at work, and was matched with a stupid host...

The insults were quite harsh.

Xue Lan continued to tease the demon spirit with her own demon soul. A faint smile played on the corners of the girl's lips. Her black hair gradually turned white, and the icy aura emanating from her body filled the entire barrier.

Xue Tong cursed for a while, then couldn't help but glance at it again, and then felt a sense of déjà vu.

Xue Lan heard Xue Tong's soft voice: "[Tell me the truth, did you tease me like this when you were raising me in your sea of ​​consciousness?]"

Xue Lan's smile froze for a moment: Oh dear, we've been found out!

I knew it... I knew it!

Xue Lan couldn't help but want to laugh, but she managed to hold it in and continued with her own business.

The poor demon spirit was now unable to think for itself, its eyes fixed on the delicious wisp of soul in Xue Lan's hand. The thing binding it had become its only obstacle, and it desperately pounded against the barrier in front of it.

Finally, the thing binding it made a faint cracking sound.

The demon spirit excitedly continued its assault, completely unaware of the eerie smile in the white-haired girl's eyes.

The malevolence contained within the imprisoned demon was far too complex. Xue Lan couldn't easily seal it within Xuan Sha. Contact with external spiritual energy posed a constant risk of it dissipating.

Xue Lan recalled the great battle at Luoxia Mountain, Jin Xun's sacrifice, and Lei Kui's entrustment.

She was truly reluctant to part with this demon spirit, which she had obtained with great difficulty.

So she used her own demon soul as bait, making the demon spirit only want to devour her.

As expected of those lowly demons; the moment they see something good, they forget all about avoiding danger and seeking good fortune.

The magical barrier binding the demon spirit was shattered by it. The demon spirit transformed into a malevolent ghostly shadow and flew towards Xue Lan, conjuring a gigantic maw that roared as it bit into the demonic soul at Xue Lan's fingertip.

In the blink of an eye, everything changed. The wisp of devoured demonic soul at Xue Lan's fingertip vanished like smoke, and before the demonic spirit could react, it was sucked down by a tremendous suction force from below.

At the same time, the spirit outside the weapon-refining room changed its expression and looked at Xue Lan's weapon-refining room.

"The aura of a Nascent Soul stage demon."

The moment the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box sensed something, Xue Lan also felt it; she was currently in her demon soul avatar form. She couldn't let anyone outside see her. With a wave of her hand, the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map expanded several times over, flying and blocking the door to the weapon-refining room.

The instant the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map blocked the door of the weapon-refining room, an attack containing immense power slammed into the door.

That was an attack unleashed by the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box in conjunction with the power of the secret realm.

With a single blow, the entire main forging ground where Xue Lan was located began to shake.

The memorial tablets outside also began to panic.

"She's a demon! Impossible! A demon in the Nascent Soul stage could never get in!"

"We were careless!"

"She also took the Su Jun Sword!"

Xue Lan remained completely calm in the swaying weapon-refining room, watching the demonic spirit being sucked into the spear blade. Her expression was serene as she formed complex hand seals.

Xue Tong had the illusion that her heart was pounding. But she dared not speak, afraid of disturbing Xue Lan.

After Xue Lan completed the last hand seal, the demonic spirit was sealed layer by layer into the spear blade. The girl bit her fingertip, and the bright red blood mixed with the snow-white soul energy wrote a blood-red "seal" character on the spear blade.

Xue Lan's voice was hoarse, as if blood was stuck in her throat.

"seal up!"

As the word "seal" fell, the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map and the Soft Gold Weaving ultimately could not withstand the attack from the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box. At the same time, a deafening thunderclap resounded within the secret realm.

Xue Lan only had time to revert to her original form.

The weapon spirit's attack, imbued with golden light, and world-destroying lightning simultaneously poured down on Xue Lan, engulfing him in an instant.

On Hidden Sword Mountain below the Ten Thousand Crafts Ladder, Long Siyin looked worriedly at the lightning above. She exchanged an uneasy glance with Wu Yijun.

Xue Lan was in the center of the thunder, lying prostrate on the ground, blood flowing continuously from her seven orifices, staining a patch of stone bricks beneath her.

The protective shield formed by the demon soul's avatar could protect her from serious injury, but the pain in her body was very real.

Xue Lan was somewhat relieved that she had previously banished Xue Tong into the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.

We can't let the little bit of soul and vitality we've nurtured be destroyed by heavenly lightning.

However, Xue Lan had a change of heart.

If she had known to drag Xue Tong into this, she wouldn't have believed that Heaven would dare to punish its own ally.

It hurts so much! I haven't felt this much pain in a long time.

The spirit of the Wan Gong Fang artifact looked at Xue Lan in the center of the lightning and saw the Xuan Sha Spear beside her. It immediately understood what had happened.

"The demon race is intolerable to heaven and earth, and they use demonic spirits to imbue magical artifacts with their own power." The old man felt that he would be driven to his death by these juniors sooner or later.

"Audacity!"

The girl lying in the lightning field slowly opened her eyes and softly repeated those four words.

"How audacious..."

These four words acted like a hook, pulling Xue Lan's thoughts back to a long, long time ago.

The girl lay on the ground, a bitter smile on her face.

She remembered that when she first began studying the art of time and space, attempting to interfere with the river of time, some people had said similar things...

Who is it?

The wooden door in her mind's eye began to creak. Xue Lan knew she had once again thought of things she shouldn't have.

The current situation makes it inconvenient for her to confront the demonic thoughts head-on.

Xue Lan slowly closed her eyes.

I don't want to think about it anymore, I'll just take a nap.