285: Chapter 285 Is the Green Vine the Spirit of the Secret Realm?

Feng Yange was stumped by Qing Teng's question. Looking into his clear eyes filled with anticipation, how could she refuse him?

"Little Twelve, come here."

Long Ze pulled Qing Teng aside, "Are you trying to arrange to rest with Mistress?"

Qing Teng met Long Ze's golden eyes, feeling a faint sense of unease in his heart. He asked softly, "Is... is that not allowed?"

Long Ze smiled, "It's not that. It's just that according to the family rules, you've just arrived and have lost your memory. If you only want to consummate the marriage with Mistress because you read the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique, that would be unfair to you. Furthermore, once you become true husband and wife, you will never have the chance to choose to leave in the future."

"Is it not allowed because I lost my memory?" A rare look of desolation appeared on Qing Teng's handsome face. He had married into the family; shouldn't he be with them always?

"Yesterday, time was short, and there were many things I didn't explain clearly to you. You need Mistress to protect you. As long as you complete the bond, you can mask your aura and avoid those hunting you. However, once you recover your memory, you might not truly choose to be with Mistress. You can stay by Mistress's side, and only when you are certain you truly want to stay can you stay overnight."

Long Ze explained the pros and cons in detail, and Qing Teng listened carefully, accepting the information quickly.

"Then I will follow your rules."

Qing Teng did not reject Feng Yange, but what Long Ze said made sense, and he needed to consider it carefully.

"Don't rush; you are still young."

In Long Ze's eyes, Qing Teng was like a blank sheet of paper. Even though he was very important to them, they were family after all. Some things had to be made clear; they couldn't ruin him.

"I understand what you mean. Thank you, Brother A-Ze." Qing Teng walked up to Feng Yange, "Mistress, I need to think about it more. I won't sleep with you tonight."

After his straightforward statement, Qing Teng immediately looked at Mo Yuan and the others, "Mistress, I'm going to go play with them. Call me if you need anything."

Feng Yange watched Qing Teng's retreating figure. Having lost his memory, he was like a child.

"Mistress, will you blame me? He has lost his memory, and I want him to recover it before consummating the marriage with you." Long Ze gazed at Mistress. His Mistress was so wonderful; he couldn't let Little Twelve just be with her like this, and it wouldn't be fair to Little Twelve either.

"How could I? A-Ze arranged it very well. Qing Teng has lost his memory; it is normal for someone of his hot-blooded age to have such thoughts after reading the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique. But that just goes to show he doesn't understand anything yet, so there is no rush."

Feng Yange took a deep breath. The rich Spiritual Qi in the air made her feel at ease.

"This Spiritual Vein is truly excellent, not at all inferior to the one from before. Tell everyone to Cultivate well; do not leave the valley until you have broken through your realm." Feng Yange extended her palm, where a force formed by the power of darkness and lightning condensed. The power of devouring and lightning were battling each other.

Feng Yange frowned slightly. It was like this again.

"Are you trying to trap me in the middle and make my life miserable?" Feng Yange's eyes darkened. The sinister, devouring Dark Attribute and the violent Lightning Attribute immediately calmed down, each staying on one side, though they were like fire and water.

Last time, she had forcibly performed a Fusion of the Dark Domain and the Lightning Domain, but the Lightning Spirit Root and Dark Spirit Root within her body had been competing over who was superior. The Lightning Spirit Root was violent, and the Dark Spirit Root was sinister; there was still no result to this day.

"You had better negotiate this yourselves, otherwise I will just die right in front of you." Feng Yange stared at the two masses of power in her palm, "If I die, nobody lives!"

The Lightning Spirit Root and Dark Spirit Root, which had been fighting to the death, both calmed down.

They had actually been threatened.

What kind of decent person Cultivates two Spiritual Roots that fight to the death inside their body? They had intended to show this human who was stronger, but she had threatened to die in front of them.

If she died, wouldn't they have to die too!

The violent Lightning Spirit Root stopped paying attention to that little dark thing, the Dark Spirit Root.

And the Dark Spirit Root also decided not to fight with the grumpy old man, both deciding to take a step back.

Feng Yange felt the perfect Fusion of the Dark Spirit Root and Lightning Spirit Root within her body, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly. As expected, they understood.

"Mistress, they just merged like that?"

Long Ze watched from the side, looking shocked. It was said that these two types of volatile Spiritual Roots would fight to the death, yet after Mistress scolded them, they actually merged just like that. It was the same last time; could it be that Spiritual Roots also need a scolding?

"This is called 'wise men submit to circumstances'." Feng Yange's lips curled slightly, "A-Ze, all the conditions for the Hongmeng Spirit Root have been met. I will be Cultivating diligently during this time. Arrange for them to Cultivate with me, and keep an eye on the surroundings. Those few Phoenixes appeared strangely; I don't know if it has anything to do with Qing Teng. Order them to Cultivate whenever they aren't on patrol."

"Rest assured, Mistress. Mo Yuan and Ling Feng have set up the Barrier, and there is also Yue Lan. With him here, nothing will happen."

As Long Ze was speaking, he saw them walking over. Qing Teng ran the fastest, "Mistress, do you want to gather all the Spiritual Qi inside the Barrier? I can do that."

"You?" Feng Yange was a bit surprised. Yue Lan nodded with a smile, "Mistress, Little Twelve is truly a treasure. His Wood Attribute is really useful; you can completely trust him."

Qing Teng nodded happily, "I can make the Spiritual Qi cover our area; I can do it."

"Then I will leave it to Little Twelve." Feng Yange's impression of Qing Teng's strength was refreshed once again. She saw Qing Teng standing there, closing his eyes and focusing. The flowers, plants, and trees throughout the Secret Realm seemed to come alive, and that Spiritual Qi quickly gathered around him.

"Concentration of Spiritual Qi!" Feng Yange was shocked. Watching Qing Teng standing there, all the Wood Attribute elements of this Secret Realm obeyed his command and bowed to him. And as Qing Teng stood there, Feng Yange even had a fleeting feeling that Qing Teng was the king of this place.

Feng Yange suddenly remembered what the Cultivator had said before: this Great Secret Realm had a Spirit of the Secret Realm that ruled over it, and everything in this Great Secret Realm was under its control.

Could Qing Teng be the Spirit of the Secret Realm?

Thinking of this, Feng Yange broke out in a cold sweat.

It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Mistress, it's done!"

Qing Teng opened his eyes and pointed to the obedient flowers, plants, and trees around them, "I made them lock the Spiritual Qi so that it can only be absorbed by us. Once anyone approaches, I will be able to know immediately."

"Little Twelve is really amazing. However, is this ability of yours innate?"

Qing Teng thought about it seriously, "I suppose so; I just know how to do it naturally."

"Qing Teng, do not use this ability of yours casually in the future. If other people are around, you are not allowed to." Feng Yange watched Qing Teng nod and revealed a smile, "In the future, if you don't understand something, ask them more often."

Qing Teng agreed. Suddenly, Zhushou appeared at his feet, glaring at Qing Teng, "Where is that vine?"

Qing Teng stared at Zhushou for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I know you! The little fatty who fought the Clone vine!"

Zhushou was so angry that his fur stood on end, "Don't call me a fatty! I'm not fat; this is my Physical Body expanding."

Feng Yange couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking at Zhushou's round body, "It is a Chaos Beast, so it cannot be considered fat."