Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and a familiar voice, carrying a hint of playful amusement, drifted into the room.
"Little Wanqing, your Senior Sister has come to play with you."
The moment she heard that voice, Ling Wanqing's expression changed ever so slightly.
Where's my Formation?
Why didn't it activate?
She hurriedly turned around. Seeing Su Meier's calm, carefree expression, she finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
It seemed Senior Sister hadn't overheard what she had been saying.
"Senior Sister, is there something you need?"
Ling Wanqing did her best to keep her voice calm and composed.
Su Meier didn't answer immediately.
Instead, she strolled over until she was standing right in front of Ling Wanqing.
Her slender, jade-like hand gently cupped Ling Wanqing's cheek before playfully pinching it.
"Little Junior Sister, your puppet is becoming more and more lifelike."
"Senior Sister likes it very much. It even feels real."
As she spoke, her gaze casually drifted downward.
Following her line of sight, Ling Wanqing's face flushed slightly. She immediately slapped Su Meier's wandering hand away and instinctively crossed her arms over her chest.
"Senior Sister, what are you talking about?"
"What puppet?"
Su Meier smiled mischievously.
"My little Junior Sister is becoming more and more dishonest."
"Just like your Senior Brother."
"No wonder he practically raised you with his own hands."
"I have no idea what Senior Sister is talking about!"
Su Meier merely laughed.
"Now that I think about it... if your puppet is truly identical to a real person..."
"Does that mean every part of it is exactly the same?"
"Senior Sister!"
Ling Wanqing's face turned bright red.
"Please leave!"
****
A short while later.
Ling Wanqing sat on the bed with a displeased expression, absentmindedly stroking the soft fur of a six-tailed white fox curled up in her lap.
Her Puppet Arts and Formation Arts were still far from perfect.
Senior Sister had seen through them at a glance and had even dragged out her true body without much effort.
It seems... I still have a long way to go.
Meanwhile, Su Meier, comfortably curled up in Ling Wanqing's embrace, narrowed her fox-like eyes as countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
In the future that Little Wanqing witnessed...
Did something happen to Junior Brother?
...Did he die?
****
At the summit of Verdant Mist Peak.
Mo Yu collapsed onto the ground, feeling as though every bone in his body had been shattered. Sharp waves of pain coursed through his limbs and meridians, causing him to grimace.
The side effects of the Blood Escape Spell were simply too severe.
Almost absentmindedly, he licked the corner of his lips, wiping away the lingering trace of blood.
He had to admit...
Su Meier's blood possessed a faint, refreshing fragrance that was surprisingly pleasant.
Just then, the System's notification echoed in his mind.
You forcefully stole Su Meier's first kiss. Although the process was somewhat passive and the outcome rather tragic, you still accomplished the impossible by crossing two major realms.
Reward: Divine Ability — Spirit-Locking Essence-Forbidden
Villain Points +400
A vast stream of knowledge immediately poured into Mo Yu's mind.
Spirit-Locking Essence-Forbidden was an innate Divine Ability unique to the Heavenly Fox Clan.
It possessed the power to seal both Spiritual Qi and Spiritual Treasures.
Once activated, it forcibly interrupted the circulation of a target's Spiritual Qi, preventing them from mobilizing their cultivation to cast Spells or wield Spiritual Treasures for a short period of time.
It was an exceptionally domineering Divine Ability.
Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of relief.
If Su Meier had used Spirit-Locking Essence-Forbidden on him earlier...
There would have been no possibility of escape.
"You're quite bold."
"You actually dared to kiss your Senior Sister."
Yan Xi's voice echoed in Mo Yu's mind, carrying a trace of amusement.
Mo Yu shrugged helplessly.
"Sister Yan Xi, she was the one who kept getting closer. If I didn't do something, wouldn't that make me look completely powerless?"
"That's true."
Yan Xi let out a soft chuckle.
A moment later, however, her tone turned solemn.
"Even so, let me warn you. Even if the two of us joined forces, escaping from her would still be extremely difficult."
"Be more careful in the future."
Ever since her Divine Soul had recovered, Yan Xi had finally realized just how terrifying the people living on this seemingly ordinary mountain peak truly were.
At first, she had assumed they were merely cultivators with longer years of cultivation and higher realms.
Now, however, she understood the truth.
Even if they were placed within the Immortal Realm, every one of them would be regarded as an exceptionally rare prodigy.
"Got it, Mama Yan Xi."
Mo Yu grinned mischievously.
"Besides, Sister Meier isn't really going to kill me."
Yan Xi let out a soft snort and said nothing further.
Yet, a warm feeling quietly spread through her heart.
At the same time, however, an indescribable sense of melancholy surfaced from somewhere deep within her.
It was a strange emotion...
One she couldn't quite understand herself.
Just then, a wisp of azure light gently descended onto Mo Yu's body.
Warm Spiritual Qi, gentle as a spring breeze, flowed through his meridians, instantly repairing the injuries caused by burning his vital essence.
Feeling the pain rapidly fade away, Mo Yu rose to his feet and brushed the dust from his robes.
He turned toward the person who had healed him.
Naturally, it was his Third Senior Sister, Xia Ningbing.
She remained seated cross-legged at the edge of the cliff, her back facing him.
Clad in flowing black robes that fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, she resembled an immortal who had descended into the mortal world—cold, noble, and breathtakingly beautiful.
"Thank you, Senior Sister."
Mo Yu respectfully cupped his fists.
"Senior Sister, Sister Meier wants to kill me."
"Can I stay here for the night?"
Xia Ningbing gave no reply.
She had long since grown accustomed to his antics.
Mo Yu wasn't the least bit embarrassed.
He casually sat down cross-legged not far from her.
After all, this wasn't the first time.
Whenever he ended up provoking Fourth Senior Sister, he would inevitably come running to Third Senior Sister for refuge.
Su Meier always seemed to find one excuse after another to bully her little Junior Brother.
By now, Mo Yu was completely used to it.
Closing his eyes, he calmed his breathing and began cultivating the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength.
The surrounding Spiritual Qi immediately surged toward him, gathering into a vast vortex before pouring into his body.
One particle awakened.
A surge of immense strength erupted from deep within his flesh.
It was as though an ancient giant elephant, slumbering since the beginning of time, had finally opened its eyes.
Every cell in his body trembled with excitement, rejoicing at its rebirth.
Without stopping, Mo Yu continued circulating the cultivation technique.
More particles awakened one after another.
Two...
Three...
Ten...
A hundred...
A thousand...
Ten thousand...