Staring at Qing Wan's beauty, Ling Xian softly sighed. He felt guilty and surprised.
The former was because he dragged Qing Wan down. The latter was because Qing Wan had reached the eighth level.
Under normal circumstances, there was no way Qing Wan could have reached the eighth level. The only explanation was that Yu Feng gave her many spiritual Dans.
"It seems like Yu Feng treated her well."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself, thinking that Yu Feng truly wanted to train Qing Wan. But in the next second, he rejected that idea.
Because he felt a strand of a soul inside Qing Wan.
This made Ling Xian think about possession.
Though Qing Wan only had half of the Icy Moon Body, it was still a holy body after all. It was a good target for possession.
Though he couldn't be sure, Ling Xian was not wrong. There was a strand of someone else's soul inside Qing Wan.
"If this strand of soul was placed on Qing Wan by Yu Feng, then his goal is possession." Ling Xian squinted his eyes and coldness flickered.
Before, he already wanted to kill Yu Feng. Now that he thought about possession, his killer's intent intensified.
"Luckily I am on the path of the immortal soul and my senses are extremely sensitive. Or else I really wouldn't have found it."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. He felt lucky that You Chen dragged him into the foreign world. Or else Qing Wan would've been possessed.
"That is Yu Feng, the seventh descendant of the First God."
Zhan Ge walked up to Ling Xian and felt his bone-chilling killer's intent. He couldn't help but to sigh, "It seems like you have made up your mind."
"Before, I already wanted to kill. Now, my killer's intent is even stronger." Ling Xian said softly.
"Why?" Zhan Ge was confused.
"There is a strand of soul inside Qing Wan. I am guessing it wants to possess." Ling Xian's gaze was dark. No matter what, he will not allow anything to happen to Qing Wan.
"Possession …"
Zhan Ge frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, Yu Feng had a daughter who passed away a few decades ago."
"Then it makes sense."
"Yu Feng didn't want to take Qing Wan as his apprentice. He wanted to find someone for his daughter to possess." Ling Xian's expression turned cold. If it weren't for the ancestor, he would've killed Yu Feng right now.
"Very likely."
Zhan Ge sighed and said, "Fortunately, you came back. Otherwise, that lass Qing Wan would have lost her life."
"After the birthday banquet, I will kill Yu Feng and destroy that remnant soul."
"Qingwan, I'll leave her in your care."
Ling Xian's expression was serious. If Yu Feng dies, then Qing Wan won't be able to escape death either. Therefore, he had to ask Zhan Ge for help.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Qingwan." Zhan Ge's words were sonorous and powerful.
"Thank you." Ling Xian grinned. He understood Zhan Ge and knew that Zhan Ge's words were worth their weight in gold. Naturally, he no longer worried.
"You and I are brothers who have gone through life and death together. There's no need to be so polite."
Zhan Ge stared at Ling Xian and said, "You have to be careful. Yu Feng is the seventh descendant of that God. He is also one level higher than you."
"It doesn't matter. If he's the son of a god, I'll be wary of him."
Ling Xian softly smiled. Yu Feng was merely the seventh descendant of that God. His bloodline has faded. Even though he is one level higher than Ling Xian, he poses no threat.
"Since you are confident, then I won't say more. If you need anything, just ask." Zhan Ge said in a low voice. He knew how dangerous this was, so he wanted to help Ling Xian.
"If I really need anything, I won't be shy."
Ling Xian softly smiled and shifted his gaze to the west, "An old friend is here."
"Haha, that crazy woman is here." Zhan Ge laughed brightly and shifted his gaze to the west as well.
A chariot pierced through the sky. It wasn't a chariot made from three different types of immortal gold, but it was extraordinary nonetheless.
On top of the chariot, a tall woman stood with her hands behind her back. Like a Goddess of Warrior, her demeanor was enough to conquer mountains and rivers.
It was Yao Fan.
"Should we go greet her?" Zhan Ge smiled, "I know Yao Fan. She won't betray you."
"I know. But let's not."
Ling Xian softly sighed, "I've already dragged you down once. If you weren't from the royal kind, you would've ended up like Qing Wan."
"You are my brother. Why are you talking about dragging me down?"
Zhan Ge brandished his hand and shifted his gaze to the south, "Another old friend is here."
"He's not dead yet?" Ling Xian's expression turned cold.
Because the newcomer was Xie Xuan.
Just like when they first met, Xie Xuan was leaning against the chariot. Two beautiful maids stood on his left and right, feeding him spiritual fruits and wine.
"With the Yu Clan's protection, of course he won't die." Zhan Ge coldly snickered. He and Xie Xuan were old enemies. After the trip to the Saint Luster Mountain, they didn't stop until one of them died.
"Then let me kill him. I remember what he said back then. The next time we meet, he will take my head."
"I want to see how he takes my head." Ling Xian softly grinned. Today, Xie Xuan had also stepped into the ninth level, the same level as him. However, the difference in cultivation was far too great.
He would be able to kill this person effortlessly.
"If he sees you, I wonder how interesting his expression will be." Zhan Ge grinned. He couldn't wait to see that scene.
Ling Xian's interest was piqued as well.
When he first met Xie Xuan, he was merely a seventh level cultivator. Today, he was on the same level as Xie Xuan and his capabilities far surpassed this person.
This giant difference would definitely make Xie Xuan feel a myriad of emotions.
"Go greet the guests. I will wait here for the celebration to end."
"Oh right, I have prepared a gift to show my sincerity."
Ling Xian softly grinned. Waving his hand, 10 second realm Dans appeared. Their aroma filled the air and spiritual light filled the air.
"It's too precious. You should take it back." Zhan Ge shook his head. These were 10 second realm Dans. Even he was tempted.
"Didn't you say that we are brothers and there's no need to be so polite?"
Ling Xian softly smiled, "Plus, this is a gift for the Zhan Clan ancestor, not you."
"Haha, okay, I will accept it." Zhan Ge laughed, knowing that Ling Xian was giving him face. Or else Ling Xian wouldn't be giving the Zhan Clan ancestor a birthday gift.
"Go greet the guests."
Ling Xian smiled. After Zhan Ge left, he shifted his gaze towards Qing Wan and mumbled, "Wait for me. Very soon, I will get you out of danger."
Then, he closed his eyes to rest and waited patiently.
An hour later, the two of them approached the pavilion he was in and conversed in low voices.
"I heard your new apprentice is Ling Xian's apprentice?"
"That's right. If that young man finds out that I stole his apprentice, I wonder how he would feel."
"Haha, he would definitely be furious. But there's nothing he can do."
Hearing their conversation, Ling Xian opened his eyes and saw that one of them was Xie Xuan and the other was Yu Feng.
"Enemies really do cross each other's path." Ling Xian squinted his eyes and coldness surged.
Both of them were on his kill list. Once the birthday banquet was over, he would kill both of them.
"I stole his apprentice because I think highly of him."
Yu Feng smiled and said, "Someone like him is worthy to be the master of the Cold Moon Yin Physique?"
"That's right. Only Brother Yu deserves to be the Master of the Cold Lunar Body."
Xie Xuan flattered, "After the celebration ends, let's travel together. I have something to discuss with Brother Yu."
Hearing this, Yu Feng nodded softly.
Ling Xian was a little startled at this, but then he smiled.
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