With the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm having taken up residence, the entire mental sea had long been dyed in a brilliant pale gold. After all, it was a million-year-old soul ring combined with an oversized power bank. Although it had sealed away the vast majority of its power during the sacrifice, for Lu Cheng, who was at the Spirit King realm, the boost to his mental force was truly exaggerated.
Furthermore, one soul ring provided four skills: mental detection, mental sharing, mental interference, and soul shock.
As a massive blood pupil slowly opened in the sky, a range of nearly two thousand meters in diameter was completely exposed to Lu Cheng's perception. It was like a God's-eye view, allowing him to clearly and slowly see every spirit beast and the rhythm of every life.
It was no different from seeing through everything.
This type of mental detection even had the effect of predicting the opponent's next move and capturing their movement trajectory. Such "perception" was simply too perfect for an archer.
It was truly worthy of being a million-year soul ring. Although he often complained that the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was the weakest million-year spirit beast, the value of this oversized power bank was beyond doubt.
"Ouch, how did I faint? Young miss, are you okay, young miss?!" Wu Feng, standing to the side, swayed as she stood up, rubbing her dizzy head. Glancing at Ning Tian who had fallen to the ground nearby, she shouted anxiously.
"It's nothing... We encountered a mental-type spirit beast, and you were knocked unconscious by the shock." Lu Cheng crouched beside Ning Tian, pretending to feel her wrist to check for a strong pulse, and explained with a smile to Wu Feng, who was watching anxiously from the side.
"So that's what happened... Hmph!" Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, only then realizing she was extremely close to Lu Cheng's ridiculously handsome face. She snorted and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Hehe..." Lu Cheng chuckled as he looked the young girl over. Her earlobes were faintly flushed. Is she really a lesbian? I don't believe it.
"Do you like her?" Lu Cheng asked leisurely.
"Who, who said that?!" Wu Feng jumped up suddenly like a small beast whose tail had been stepped on, her face turning crimson, staring at Lu Cheng with a mixture of anger and a guilty conscience.
"You don't even have the courage to admit it; I overestimated you." Lu Cheng watched Wu Feng quietly and shook his head with a smile.
"You..." Wu Feng gritted her teeth, her fair fists clenched tightly. She wanted nothing more than to land a punch on the handsome face of this cheeky guy in front of her. This had completely torn open the stubborn and painful scar in her heart.
She liked Ning Tian, but this was not accepted or recognized by society. Her young miss was also single-mindedly searching for a powerful "male" soul master as a partner, completely overlooking her. She had, countless times, hated herself for not being a boy; otherwise, she wouldn't be without even the slightest chance.
"Why do you like her?" Lu Cheng didn't care in the slightest. The warm smile on his face was like a demon's as he continued to pick at the girl's scars.
"She is my young miss. We grew up together since childhood, and we are like sisters..." Wu Feng stared coldly at Lu Cheng, but as if under a spell, she found herself answering him anyway.
"So you want to stay with her forever and spend the rest of your lives together?" Lu Cheng rubbed his chin and summarized.
"Mm." Wu Feng nodded quietly.
"And there are no... other feelings? Like taking it a step further?" Lu Cheng asked with an exceptionally gossipy smile.
"No! What are you thinking about?" Wu Feng said, blushing with anger.
"I'm thinking, silly child... You might have misunderstood something. "This isn't called love; it's called friendship... or in other words, besties." Lu Cheng said with a smile.
Of course, this friendship was a bit distorted, but it still didn't reach the level of love.
Wu Feng: "..." She suddenly felt her worldview crumbling a bit.
On the other side. Tang Ya waved her palm, and a cold glint flashed by. Several hidden weapons grazed the abdomen of that nine-hundred-year-old Datura snake, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
In pain, the latter twisted its body and attacked her again.
Tang Ya's pretty face was solemn. Her footsteps were illusory as she used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, narrowly dodging the opponent's attack.
"Blue Silver Grass Binding!" Following a delicate shout, several thick blue silver grass vines suddenly surged from the ground, tightly binding the Datura snake.
Her figure lunged forward, and she gripped several more hidden weapons in her palm. The young girl's eyes were filled with joy; with just one more strike, she could hunt this datura snake!
But the next moment, a sudden change occurred.
A much larger figure appeared behind her. Under the shroud of its shadow, there was also a sense of oppression.
Tang Ya's pupils shrank violently. Before she could even turn her head to look, she intended to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to retreat, but her body was suddenly whipped away by a massive snake tail. Like a ragged sack, she crashed through a tree trunk and fell, hanging from a branch.
"Pfft~" Tang Ya coughed violently, her body hanging limply. Her abdomen was pressed against the hard tree trunk, and her pretty face instantly lost all color as a wave of intense pain swept through her entire body.
Her internal organs felt as if they had been shattered, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, staining her red lips even more crimson.
Only now did she clearly see the other's appearance. It was a Datura snake of at least two thousand years.
Its body was nearly ten meters long, covered in solid and hard scales. Coiled beneath an ancient tree, a pair of cold, vertical pupils scrutinized her.
Even if Bei Bei were here, he would likely struggle to handle this Datura Snake...
Am I going to die? Tang Ya opened her mouth, her eyes gradually becoming desolate.
At eleven, her entire family was wiped out. Overnight, the once spoiled Junior Sister became a lone survivor, forced to shoulder the burden her father constantly talked about: revitalizing the Tang Sect and avenging her parents and the Tang Sect.
These burdens were like obsessions, pressing down on the delicate young girl until she couldn't breathe.
Carrying things as heavy as mountains, she knew her strength was insufficient, so she cultivated desperately. She also knew she lacked the potential and means to rise up in the Tang Sect, so she clumsily and even humbly made friends, attempting to use Tang Sect cultivation techniques and Tang Sect Hidden Weapons as conditions to attract talent from Shrek Academy to join the Tang Sect.
But it was useless... The Tang Sect's cultivation techniques were long gone from what they were ten thousand years ago.
The so-called Tang Sect ultimate techniques had long lost their allure, not to mention the long-declined hidden weapons. The godly Zhuge crossbow had long been rendered obsolete by the Sun Moon Empire's spirit tools, and the top-ranked Torrential Pear Blossom Needle and Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus had also lost their blueprints.
The Tang Sect passed down today was merely an empty shell, wearing the outer garment of the Tang Sect, seemingly glorious but actually hollow inside.
She, this so-called sect leader of the Tang Sect, could only sadly envy other sects that had stood tall for ten thousand years.
"Father, your daughter cannot do it..." Tang Ya bit her red lip, trying her best not to let her tears fall.
But her beautiful, phoenix eyes gradually filled with tears, which fell drop by drop. The young girl's arms slowly drooped, and she closed her eyes in despair, like a flower about to wither.
"Hiss~" The Datura snake below suddenly flicked its tongue, its cold and dark vertical pupils scrutinizing the food it was about to obtain. With a flick of its snake-like tail, it crushed the tree trunk.
And Tang Ya's figure, losing its support, fell toward the bloody maw below.
"Is this heaven?" Tang Ya suddenly felt a warm embrace, and everything around her seemed to become gentle.
It's unknown how much time had passed, but the young girl slowly opened her eyes. She looked into the distance, gradually becoming astonished. That Datura snake that had crashed down, and the ridiculously handsome youth in front of her... She was currently hiding in his arms, looking completely comfortable.
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