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201: Feng Xi had some grudges

She scanned her surroundings, only relaxing after confirming there were no suspicious gazes.

However, she did notice an interesting silhouette, pacing back and forth, back and forth, just outside the formation barrier.

Sometimes he would even suddenly slap himself in the face, looking incredibly agitated.

Jiang Hanxi watched quietly for a while, her mood significantly improving; at least the person outside wasn't truly a despicable rogue.

Shedding her tattered white dress, Jiang Hanxi put on the new light blue and white dress she held, along with the shoes from her Divine Sea Space.

In an instant, her aloof and proud aura seemed to return.

Outside the secret chamber.

Wang Feng paced back and forth, occasionally leaning against the wall, filled with immense regret.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

The thought of forcibly giving Jiang Hanxi a full-body massage made Wang Feng's heart ache with regret.

Although it was indeed comfortable just now, the consequences...

Given how scared she was of him just now, it would probably take who knows how long to coax her back; what was he to do?

Wang Feng, annoyed, grabbed a handful of his hair, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, even raising his hand to slap himself to clear his head.

This was his habit when he was particularly vexed, regretful, or had done something wrong; each time he made a mistake, he would slap himself to ensure he remembered it.

Just as Wang Feng was troubled, several figures carrying bright lamps ran swiftly through the distant, dark passage, as if fleeing.

Wang Feng, his face flushed, frowned slightly and looked up to watch.

Immediately after, a long shadow swiftly flew through the crisscrossing passages in the distance, chasing after those figures.

He and Jiang Hanxi had been in this labyrinthine underground for an unknown period; being constantly in cultivation, they hadn't bothered to keep track of time.

However, while they had seen such scenes and encountered other cultivators to varying degrees, it always resulted in a fight.

It was clear that this underground area had more than one entrance, and there were definitely exits they hadn't found.

Whoosh~

The barrier gate of the formation opened, interrupting Wang Feng's thoughts, and he no longer bothered to continue pondering.

However, he didn't go in, merely peeking cautiously inside from the outside.

"Come in."

Jiang Hanxi's voice returned to its usual cold demeanor.

Wang Feng then walked in upon hearing her.

Looking at Jiang Hanxi, who sat by the bed like a celestial maiden, Wang Feng didn't stare at her this time; he felt too embarrassed to look.

"I, I'm sorry..."

Wang Feng lowered his head sheepishly, apologizing like a child who had done something wrong.

"It's time to go."

Jiang Hanxi seemed unwilling to dwell on the topic, rising to leave.

Wang Feng watched her back, quickly tidying up everything in the secret chamber.

Just as he thought Jiang Hanxi would walk straight out and wait for him.

To his surprise, Jiang Hanxi stopped at the doorway, turned around, and quietly watched Wang Feng pack.

Wang Feng looked at her and smiled, but Jiang Hanxi only watched him silently, not speaking.

There weren't many things in the secret chamber; after packing up the bed and everything else into his storage space, he ran towards Jiang Hanxi.

The moment he approached Jiang Hanxi, she instinctively took a step back, as if very afraid of Wang Feng.

It seems he still left a lingering resentment in her heart!

Wang Feng looked somewhat dejected at Jiang Hanxi, who was two meters away from him, standing in place, a bit at a loss.

"You go first; I'll just follow behind you."

Wang Feng knew that Jiang Hanxi would likely be afraid of him for quite some time now, experiencing an excessive lack of security.

Jiang Hanxi gazed at him for a moment, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a faint, "Mm."

The two put away the formation, and then each absentmindedly walked through the passage, the atmosphere becoming somewhat awkward.

"Um... was I too rough yesterday? Did I hurt you when I squeezed?"

Wang Feng, walking halfway, felt the atmosphere was a bit dull and blurted out this question unexpectedly.

When his brain caught up, he immediately regretted it, truly bringing up a sore subject.

Actually, he felt it shouldn't be called 'yesterday,' as he felt a long time had passed.

It was possible several days had passed, mainly because his vital essence was too abundant, and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

Jiang Hanxi, holding a glowing pearl and walking ahead, clearly paused; she had definitely heard him.

But the two still walked on, tacitly understanding, for a long time in silence...

"No."

Jiang Hanxi's voice in the passage was exceptionally clear, and Wang Feng truly hadn't expected her to answer.

"Really not?"

Listening to Wang Feng's questioning voice, Jiang Hanxi recalled the scene of Wang Feng pressing against her.

The physical body of a Spirit Cultivator was inherently weaker than that of a Body Cultivator; how could it be 'no'? She clearly remembered Wang Feng's grip turning her skin red in one area.

"Mm."

But Jiang Hanxi still gave a faint 'mm,' considering it an answer to Wang Feng's question.

"Then..."

Wang Feng wanted to continue speaking, but several ill-timed figures had already appeared in the distance of the passage.

"Someone!?"

An extremely familiar, 'big brain' voice sounded, clear and melodious in the passage, but filled with shock.

Leng Ningyue did not approach immediately; instead, she led her Female Disciples to draw their weapons and cautiously approach the two distant figures.

Because they were too far away, and both sides had strong lights blocking their view in the dark, they couldn't see clearly with the naked eye.

Leng Ningyue, holding the lamp in her hand, didn't react for a moment.

When her brain caught up, she quickly used her pupil technique to look, but with that one look, she grunted, her throat gulping.

"Saintess, what's wrong?"

Her Four female disciples quickly asked with concern.

The Saintess couldn't afford to have anything happen at this time; she was their only backbone now.

They also often complained in their hearts that they shouldn't have followed the Saintess in the first place.

Because of a single Tian Yuan Realm third-layer demonic beast, the Saintess led the entire team on a chaotic run.

Even though there were several peak Tian Yuan Realm sixth-layer protectors in their team, the Saintess just enjoyed running.

In the end, not only did they get separated, but they also triggered a mechanism and fell into this underground area.

Then, by triggering the stone door's mechanism, they released an eighth-layer Po Yuan Realm fierce python.

Afterward, the Saintess led the group on another chaotic run, primarily avoiding combat.

The Female Disciples comforted themselves in their hearts: The Saintess must have her reasons for doing this; we don't understand the world of a Heavenly Talent, so following her is the right thing to do.

"It's nothing, just a bit of an itchy throat."

Nothing!? Nothing my foot! What in the world was that on the other side? Just one look and she almost coughed up blood.

At this moment, she shifted her feet slightly, and the Female Disciples, seeing this, also immediately shifted their feet, constantly ready, their meaning already very clear.

Leng Ningyue blinked her eyes twice, then swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, forcibly enduring the nausea and swallowing all the blood back down.

This foolish fellow was quite a ruthless person in some aspects.

Leng Ningyue couldn't see Wang Feng, but that didn't mean Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi couldn't see her.

"Hey! I'm the talent you invested in, and after just over a thousand days of not seeing each other, you're already pointing swords at me!?"

Wang Feng quickly shouted from behind Jiang Hanxi; he felt why was Leng Ningyue so scared, as if she was about to run at any moment?

He looked at Leng Ningyue's information not far away; her cultivation had already reached the first layer of the Tian Yuan Realm.

Such a high cultivation, yet she was as scared as if she'd seen a ghost when encountering someone.

But then again, someone who could stay in the Ice Palace for so long without taking a single step out, it showed how afraid of death she was.

Old friend!??

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