293: Chapter 293: Going to the Ancient Tomb, it wasn't mentioned that the coffin lid could fly.

Qing Teng brought Feng Yange to the forest. The path ahead was blocked by white mist, making it impossible to see the situation inside, but the outer area was overgrown with rare plants and herbs.

"Mistress, are these all things you like?"

Qing Teng pointed to the surroundings as if presenting a treasure. Feng Yange was shocked; she hadn't even known the space contained these.

"Mistress, do you like these? I can get you more of these in the future."

"I like them. You can get a lot of them?"

Feng Yange looked at Qing Teng's confident expression, and the smile on her lips softened. What bad intentions could Qing Teng have? He just wanted to give her all the good things.

This amnesiac Qing Teng was truly very cute.

Qing Teng gestured excitedly, "Of course. I know where all the good things are in the Secret Realm. Once we go out, I'll take you, Mistress."

"Then I will have to trouble my Little Twelve." Feng Yange looked at Qing Teng. He stared at Feng Yange's lips and swallowed his saliva. "Mistress, can I kiss you?"

"I saw them all kiss you, and I am also your husband, so I want to kiss you too." Qing Teng looked at Feng Yange aggrievedly. Seeing her nod, he immediately hugged Feng Yange's waist excitedly and gave her a heavy kiss on the lips.

"Soft and sweet!"

Qing Teng danced with joy as if he had eaten candy. "Mistress, can I kiss you again?"

Feng Yange stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on Qing Teng's lips. "You can. You are my husband, just like them."

"Liar, Mistress won't let me sleep with you." Qing Teng muttered softly, his tone full of complaints. Every time they came out with Mistress, they were in a good mood, but only he couldn't.

"Then I'll stay with you tonight."

Feng Yange didn't know why she agreed. Qing Teng's eyes lit up, and he picked up Feng Yange and spun her around. "Great, I can finally sleep with Mistress."

The beach in the Secret Realm had a fishy smell. Tonight, Qing Teng was with Feng Yange. The group gathered together, and although it was unclear what they were saying, they all looked mysterious.

Qing Teng decorated his room. After washing up and returning to the room, Feng Yange looked at the room full of fresh flowers and the petals scattered all over the floor, feeling a bit dazed.

"Mistress, do you like these flowers?"

"I do. Little Twelve, you put a lot of thought into this." Feng Yange sniffed the scent of the petals in the air. This Little Twelve actually knew how to put effort into pleasing her.

Qing Teng carried Feng Yange to the bed, then climbed onto the bed and lay down beside her.

"Mistress, go to sleep."

Feng Yange was surprised to hear Qing Teng say this. Was that it?

Qing Teng lay on his side looking at Feng Yange. "Mistress, I remember everything you said. I know you've been very tired these days, so sleep well here tonight."

Feng Yange turned over and hugged Qing Teng's waist, feeling his body stiffen significantly.

"Little Twelve, thank you."

Qing Teng's beautiful face was already beet red. He tensed his body, not daring to move, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up, and his heart was beating fast.

"Mistress, I'm so happy."

Qing Teng's hand slowly rested on Feng Yange's head. Seeing Feng Yange looking at him, he quickly stole a kiss on her forehead, then closed his eyes, nervous but uncontrollably excited.

"I'm very happy too. My Little Twelve is truly very well-behaved and considerate." She remembered everything she had said to Qing Teng; this Little Twelve really made her like him more and more.

Feng Yange fell asleep quickly; she was truly tired.

Qing Teng didn't sleep all night; he was too happy.

"Little Twelve didn't let us share the experience?"

Xuan Li breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of Yun Lin last time; he still had lingering fears.

Feng Yange woke up and found Qing Teng looking at her. She gave him a gentle smile. "Good morning, Little Twelve."

"Good morning, Mistress. Did you sleep well?"

Feng Yange nodded. "Very well. Thank you, Little Twelve. I haven't slept this soundly in a long time."

"That's good. If Mistress is happy, I'm happy too."

Qing Teng hurriedly got up to serve Feng Yange as she washed up. Seeing Feng Yange refreshed, Qing Teng was very happy.

When Feng Yange came out, everyone's eyes lit up, seeing Mistress glowing and looking better than usual.

"Little Twelve, not bad. You took such good care of Mistress."

Xuan Li teased. Qing Teng looked proud. "Of course. Mistress slept very well last night."

Feng Yange glanced at their curious gazes and explained with a faint smile, "Little Twelve let me have a good night's sleep."

"You didn't do anything?" Mo Yuan didn't believe it. Seeing Feng Yange nod, his gaze fell on Qing Teng's lower abdomen. Could it be that Little Twelve was impotent?

"Don't think of me the same way as you. I have my own rhythm." Qing Teng pulled Feng Yange to sit down. "Mistress, you've rested well, so it will be more helpful for your Cultivate."

Feng Yange agreed. Seeing their puzzled looks, she said, "Little Twelve won't mess around before he recovers his memories. Don't overthink it. Go do what you need to do today."

Feng Yange arranged for those whose strength wasn't sufficient to Cultivate, while she planned to go to the Ancient Tomb with Qing Teng. Mo Yuan, Jun Chen, and Yue Lan would accompany her. Cang Yan was also left behind; his strength still needed some time to fully recover.

There were few people in the third layer of the Secret Realm, and there were Opportunities, but Opportunities were often accompanied by danger.

Qing Teng brought them to the location of the Ancient Tomb. Yue Lan immediately shielded Feng Yange behind him. "Mistress, there is a Yao Beast of the Spirit God Realm."

Feng Yange took out Invisibility Talismans and stuck them on them, restraining their Qi. "Observe first. If it's dangerous, retreat immediately."

The third layer of the Great Secret Realm was indeed different from the other two layers. The Ancient Tomb guarded by a Spirit God Realm Yao Beast must have Opportunities, but the possibility of obtaining them was too small.

However, they still had to try.

"Mistress, I'll go check the situation inside." Qing Teng squatted down, placed his hands on the ground, and vines quickly extended towards the Ancient Tomb. Feng Yange watched Qing Teng nervously.

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Qing Teng was suddenly knocked flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back several steps, his face changing drastically. "Mistress, run!"

Everyone immediately retreated. Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet shook and cracked open. Feng Yange and the others didn't even have a chance to run; they all fell down. The crack closed instantly, and everything around them was pitch black.

There was a whistling wind in their ears, but they soon landed on the ground. The air was full of the stench of rot and the damp, decaying smell.

The sound of dripping water echoed in the air. Feng Yange took out a Night-Shining Pearl to illuminate the surroundings. This was inside a mountain cave, and after falling, they were all separated.

"Mistress, where are you?"

Mo Yuan's voice came from the Jade Slip. Feng Yange replied using the Jade Slip, "I fell into a black mountain cave. I've shared my location."

[Host, a Top-tier Earth Attribute has been detected. The danger level is extremely high. Please be careful, Host.]

Top-tier Wood Attribute? Could it be that Yao Beast?

Feng Yange walked forward with the Night-Shining Pearl for a while. Suddenly, a sound came from ahead, and the air was filled with the smell of a rotting corpse. Feng Yange frowned and looked around with the Night-Shining Pearl. A coffin came into view, giving Feng Yange a big fright.

"I must have fallen into the Ancient Tomb..." Before Feng Yange could finish speaking, the coffin lid in front of her was suddenly flung off.