frightfiction Chapter 518 You're too good to me, I feel a little uneasy.
Chapter 518 You're too good to me, I feel a little uneasy.
Returning to the same place, Xue Lan felt guilty for his past actions.
With a strange, paper-like smile on her face, the woman followed Wu Yijun into the Black Tower.
The place was no longer the same as before. As soon as Xue Lan stepped into the Black Tower, she sensed the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy beneath her feet.
Xue Lan looked down at her feet:
"Wow!"
"What are you yelling about?" Xue Tong looked at her feet in confusion...
Then Wu Yijun heard Xue Tong's exclamation:
"What a magnificent Spider Cave!" The girl squatted down and looked at her feet.
Above the dark and quiet cave, which resembled an ancient well, were countless arrays. Multicolored spiritual light slowly lit up around Xue Lan, intertwining like layers of fine spider webs.
Xue Lan felt a little short of breath, and she stepped forward and grabbed Wu Yijun's sleeve:
"Isn't this a bit of an exaggeration?"
Wu Yijun took a small step back:
"It's not just for you."
The woman leaned close to Xue Lan's ear and spoke:
"You don't know, this place was robbed before, and a valuable treasure of the War Puppet Mansion was stolen."
"In a fit of anger, Uncle Chen set up 351 formations here."
"If that thief dares to come back, I'll make sure he never leaves... Xue Lan, what's wrong?"
Wu Yijun was speaking when he suddenly noticed that Xue Lan's face was a little pale.
"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Xue Lan raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"He's just feeling guilty! Xue Lan, I'm dying of laughter!"
Xue Tong's arrogant voice echoed in my mind, brimming with schadenfreude.
While Wu Yijun stepped forward to cast a spell and activate the array, Xue Lan reached out and pulled Xue Tong into her arms, her fingertips flashing as she cast a silencing spell.
The Wolf Queen secretly resolved that she would take this secret to her grave!
Wu Yijun opened the layers of formations below, then turned to look at Xue Lan:
"Hand out."
Xue Lan obediently reached out her hand and saw Wu Yijun place a small, exquisite emerald-green key in her palm.
“Logically speaking, these formations can be opened as long as the key point is known, but considering your expertise in formations, I still asked Uncle Chen to make a token for you.”
Xue Lan: "First of all, I am very moved."
"Secondly, are you insulting me?"
Wu Yijun turned around nonchalantly and brushed off Xue Lan, saying, "No, don't overthink it."
The group flew downwards. The enormous cave where Xue Lan had stolen the Golden Crow's essence had been transformed into a fully-fledged weapon-refining room. At the very center of the platform stood a smelting furnace radiating immense pressure, with golden flames burning beneath it. Xue Lan surveyed the mountains of weapon-refining materials piled around him, a barely suppressed smile playing on his lips.
"These were all prepared at the behest of the manor. The smelting furnace was his private stash, and the fire was drawn from the spiritual veins of the War Puppet Manor. Although it is not as high-grade as your strange fire, its advantage is that there is plenty of it."
Wu Yijun waved his hand gently, and a four-colored token floated in front of the woman, engraved with the totem of the War Puppet Mansion.
"The materials around here are all yours. If it's still not enough, you can take this token to the mine and get more yourself."
Xue Lan was so surprised that she suspected the War Puppet Mansion had some unspeakable secret.
"I feel a little uneasy." Xue Lan fidgeted with her fingers, looking hesitant.
"I have never crafted such a rich array of artifacts before."
"Of course there are conditions." Wu Yijun tapped the woman's brow: "My lord said he hopes you can take some time to teach the disciples of the Weapon Path about weapon crafting."
"That's good, that's good!" Xue Lan nodded repeatedly, feeling much more at ease.
"Look how good the War Puppet Mansion is to me, how about I give you something in return?"
Xue Lan mysteriously took out a small jade bottle from her sleeve.
"What is this?" Wu Yijun asked curiously.
"Poison!" Xue Lan raised an eyebrow slightly.
To be precise, it was the poison she obtained from the spine of the three-headed Yingtian python.
"It can burn away all the potential of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in an instant, causing them to wither and die. You apply it to the puppet."
Seeing Xue Lan's somewhat excited expression, Wu Yijun reached out and took the small jade bottle, saying:
Why don't you go to Chonggu Village?
Xue Lan's expression was filled with regret:
"I admit I'm not a good person, but I have a kind heart..."
"Alright!" Wu Yijun interrupted Xue Lan, "You stay here and focus on refining your weapon. Yan Chengxue wants to discuss formations with me, so I'm leaving now."
The woman transformed into a streak of red light and fled as if in a panic.
"What did I do to her?" Seeing Wu Yijun leave, Xue Lan reached out to lift Xue Tong's silencing spell, and casually took out a long sheet from her sleeve:
"Let's see what we need to do next!"
The woman transmitted her voice to a chosen one of destiny who was being controlled by others:
"Lu Feng, Lu Feng, what are you doing right now?"
In a mansion within the War Puppet Mansion, a handsome young man dressed in jet-black clothes paused in his sweeping motion:
"I'm sweeping your yard." The young man's voice sounded listless, as if he couldn't take it anymore.
"Be more lively!" Xue Lan's tone was full of laughter:
"It's just that I haven't spoken to you for a few days."
The chosen one rolled his eyes.
Does the fact that he hasn't spoken for several days mean that he's being kept inside the cabin of the airship like livestock and can't go up to the deck?
The young man drew an arc on the ground with his broom, then spoke calmly: "Where's your conscience?"
conscience?
Xue Lan smiled awkwardly: "That's not important. Just go to Fuyang City and find Cui Wu for me."
With a "thud," the broom in Lu Feng's hand fell to the ground, and the young man instantly turned into a stone statue, speaking haltingly.
"So...you've finally... decided to get rid of me?"
"What are you thinking about?" Xue Lan asked, puzzled.
"If I really wanted to kill you, I would have done it already, wouldn't I?"
Lu Feng's grief, which hadn't yet fully developed, was abruptly cut short by Xue Lan's single sentence.
The young man spoke resignedly:
"You said."
"Take the Soul Guide to Fuyang City and find Cui Wu. Ask her to coordinate with Changjian Mountain to release this child into the Sword Vein. Do you understand?"
"understood."
Upon hearing the young man's reply, Xue Lan summoned the Soul Guide:
"Little Soul".
Xue Lan gently raised her hand, and Yin Hun immediately pressed herself against Xue Lan's hand, pouting and saying, "Your Majesty, I don't want to leave you."
"I know, I know!" Xue Lan raised her hand and pinched Yin Hun's soft cheek.
"But Your Majesty, I will be staying at the War Puppet Mansion for some time to handle matters at the Myriad Crafts Workshop, and I will not have time to train you."
"With the tempering of the Longsword Sect's sword veins, the Soul Guide will become an even more powerful Lesser Sword Spirit!"
Yinhun blinked her dark, jade-like eyes and innocently asked, "Will we be able to drive away all the bad guys who are bullying the emperor then?"
Xue Lan gently touched the reincarnation mark between the soul guide's eyebrows with her fingertips.
"of course."
"Go find your brother Lu Feng."
The soul-guiding figure vanished into thin air, and Xue Lan, with a flick of her sleeve, laid all her belongings on the ground.
The woman spread her divine sense, looking at the countless refining materials around her:
"Xiaotong, I'm so happy right now."