222: Illusion of the Sky

“Besides, My Husband and I have a very good relationship. Why do I need you to interfere?”

Jiang Hanxi was still as aloof as ever. Cultivating one cultivation technique and cultivating two cultivation techniques were completely different in difficulty.

Moreover, she didn't need this fox-like remnant soul to meddle in her and Wang Feng's affairs.

Looking at her charming, fox-like appearance, Jiang Hanxi felt that this cultivation technique was probably not a good one either.

“Hehe, that's not necessarily true. Perhaps your little Husband is hiding something from you, tsk tsk tsk…”

Huan Tianying's voice carried a hint of teasing and a trace of imperceptible disdain.

The thoughts of those men were very dirty; they only wanted to obtain the bodies of beautiful women like them.

It was a good thing she met her Lin Lang…

“Hehe…”

Thinking of Lin Lang's gentle face, Huan Tianying couldn't help but chuckle twice.

But the next moment, she suddenly realized that her Lin Lang was already dead, followed by waves of heart-wrenching pain.

Wiping away the imperceptible mist at the corners of her purple-pink pupils, Huan Tianying straightened her expression before continuing to speak:

“Have you heard of the Huan Tian Art?”

Seeing her cultivation technique denied, Huan Tianying wasn't angry. Instead, she slightly narrowed her charming eyes and asked Jiang Hanxi.

In her imagination, her feat of enchanting the Heavenly Dao with her Huan Tian Art must have spread throughout the Cultivation World.

After all, at that time, she had briefly enchanted the Heavenly Dao in the sky in front of everyone on the entire continent.

However…

“Illusion Sky… Art?”

As soon as Huan Tianying saw Jiang Hanxi's expression, she couldn't help but feel a little strange. Had her Huan Tian Art not become famous throughout the continent?

Jiang Hanxi stood still, looking at Huan Tianying as if searching for memories of this cultivation technique in her mind. After searching for a long time, she finally found some memories.

She had seen it in ancient texts before: there was a beautiful woman who cultivated the Huan Tian Art mentioned by the remnant soul in front of her.

That era's beautiful Illusion Sky Great Emperor, every man who saw her was moved by her.

Finally, the Illusion Sky Great Emperor seemed to want to enchant the Heavenly Dao with an illusion technique, thereby plundering the Heavenly Dao's luck to become an immortal.

As long as she became an immortal and opened the Ascension Road, she would no longer be considered a person of this Heaven and Earth, so the Heavenly Dao could not control her.

Unfortunately… in the end, she failed to enchant the Heavenly Dao and instead angered the Heavenly Dao, eventually being cruelly suppressed, and her Half-Immortal Emperor body was destroyed.

“You… are… the Illusion Sky Great Emperor who was powerlessly suppressed and died by the Heavenly Dao?”

Putting these together, Jiang Hanxi looked at Huan Tianying opposite her with a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

Huan Tianying's expression darkened when she heard Jiang Hanxi's words. She had to admit, this chosen successor's little mouth was as sweet as honey.

“Hehe, now think again, how do you feel about cultivating my Huan Tian Art?”

Huan Tianying didn't know if there was something wrong with her, but most of the time she spoke, she would chuckle and hum happily twice.

“Okay.”

It was precisely at the moment Jiang Hanxi finished speaking this sentence that the person opposite her was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Hanxi was not in a hurry. Even if she didn't cultivate an Emperor-level cultivation technique, the monstrous disciples of the Ice Palace could cultivate it in the future.

Moreover, an Emperor-level cultivation technique might even create a Great Emperor, of course, provided there was the aptitude.

This was not an Emperor-level cultivation technique; this was a foundation!

Bang!!

Before Huan Tianying could recover from her daze and Jiang Hanxi could continue speaking.

A loud bang came from the void in front of them, and a large hole tore open in the space in front of them.

“Wife! Your Husband is here!!”

Wang Feng flew out while shouting, his enormous fist, mixed with Chaotic Spiritual Power, went straight for Huan Tianying's head.

Jiang Hanxi was stunned by this sudden scene, looking at Wang Feng's back in surprise, truly not expecting such a situation.

“Sit down for me!”

Boom!!

With Wang Feng's loud shout, the Chaotic Spiritual Power in his fist burst out, destroying the entire void, which instantly began to disintegrate.

Crack! Crack!

Crisp sounds echoed in the space. Wang Feng flashed back to Jiang Hanxi's side, hugged her, and jumped into the passage they had just come through.

“Hehehe, interesting…”

As soon as Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi appeared in Huan Tianying's bedchamber, Huan Tianying's voice followed closely behind.

The two simultaneously looked up. Huan Tianying was lazily sprawled on the luxurious bed, happily looking at them.

Wang Feng wasn't surprised. It would be even more abnormal if this old monster, who had lived for so many years, could be killed so easily.

“Are you sick?! Why do you keep laughing ‘hehehe’!”

Wang Feng couldn't stand it anymore and blurted out a curse. Her laughter was like that of a fox spirit, extremely irritating to hear.

Huan Tianying was stunned by the scolding. She didn't know why, but as she looked at Wang Feng, her eyes gradually turned red.

He's not Lin Lang, he's not Lin Lang, he…

Lin Lang would never scold me like this…

Huan Tianying's enchanting purple-pink eyes were slightly red, and she kept muttering in her heart that Wang Feng was not her Lin Lang.

“Wife, look, she's even crying.”

Wang Feng held Jiang Hanxi, pointing at Huan Tianying with a bit of speechlessness. Her psychological endurance was really poor, and she was even a Great Emperor's remnant soul, tsk tsk tsk.

“Whew~~”

That's enough, that's enough.

Huan Tianying exhaled deeply, calming the suppressed emotions in her heart.

She was afraid that if she looked at Wang Feng's face, she would truly be unable to stop herself from crying.

“I now possess the Huan Tian Art, but there is no one to inherit it. I want to ask you to help me pass it on. Since you have agreed, you are half my disciple.”

Huan Tianying stood up and looked at Jiang Hanxi, her aura no longer possessing its former charm.

At this moment, she was incomparably cold, as if she had changed into a different person, but this time she was asking Jiang Hanxi to inherit her cultivation technique.

“What is it?”

Wang Feng was utterly confused. In just a moment, what had they talked about?

Huan Tianying looked at Wang Feng, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, wondering what bad idea she was thinking of in her heart.

At this moment, she seemed to have thought of something, and her mischievousness greatly increased, the corners of her pretty face gradually rising.

She swayed the gauze on her body, her graceful figure faintly visible, and with a raised lip, she slowly spoke:

“Hehe~, you really like your wife, don't you?”

Huan Tianying instantly seemed to revert to that little fox spirit appearance, asking Wang Feng happily.

“Love is not something that can be spoken with the mouth, but something that must be proven with actions.”

“So… Wife, can I have a kiss? Mwah mwah mwah…”

Jiang Hanxi reached out her slender palm, pinched Wang Feng's pouted lips, and pushed him back.

Then she struggled out of Wang Feng's embrace with difficulty and coldly reprimanded: “Don't be so improper.”

Jiang Hanxi always felt that Wang Feng's behavior was so cheesy and awkward that she really couldn't stand it.

If she hadn't managed her emotions very well, she would probably have already dug through the soles of her shoes by now.

“Oh? Is that so?”

Huan Tianying's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint glow flickering. She looked directly into Wang Feng's eyes, and after a moment, she began to laugh.

“I know the temperaments of you men best. More or less, you will all hide some things from your Dao Companions.”