I picked up the scattered attributes

The woman screamed in agony, clutching her buttocks and jumping up: "You bastard, how could you actually do that?!"

Feng Xia shrugged and laughed nonchalantly, "It's not like it's the first time I've kicked someone, what's so hard about it?"

He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the woman, a strange light flickering in his eyes:

"On the other hand, we've met at least hundreds of times, and to this day, I still don't know your name."

"my name?"

The woman was stunned again upon hearing this. She smacked her lips and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a few words: "Right, what's my name again?"

Feng Xia was stunned after hearing this.

While in the dream, the woman couldn't remember her name, and now that she's awake and they meet in reality, she still can't remember it!

How bad must this guy's memory be?

"You really don't remember your own name?"

"I don't remember!" the woman replied quite confidently. She put one hand on her hip and waved the other at Feng Xia. "A name isn't something so inconvenient! If I've forgotten, I've forgotten. If you really can't help me come up with one, then help me!"

"...Doraemon?" Feng Xia thought for a moment and asked tentatively.

"Hard to hear."

"...Doraemon?"

"Do you really know how to name things?"

"Agave?"

"Hey, don't think I can't see you're smirking!"

As she spoke, the woman smacked her lips again: "It's really strange, I go into the dream to find young ladies to play with, so why do I always run into you at the end?"

Feng Xia: "?"

Stop, stop!

What did you say you went into the dream for?!

"Of course it's because of this."

After a moment of silence, Feng Xia stretched out a hand, and with fluctuations of soul power, a Primordial Green Lotus slowly condensed in his palm.

The Floating Dream Three Lifetimes Technique!

The blue lotus floated in Feng Xia's palm, yet it seemed to be rooted in the primordial chaos, rising and falling, slowly rotating and pulsating. If one looked at it for a few more moments, it would be easy to be drawn in and become intoxicated by it.

"Huh... so that's what it is!"

Faced with this scene, the woman blinked a few times, then suddenly slapped her palm, her face full of sudden realization. She rushed over excitedly, exclaiming, "Old man, you're still alive?! You've made me heartbroken for over three thousand years! Truly, evil lives on for a thousand years..."

Feng Xia continued: "?"

Listen to this, listen to this, is this even human language?

Oh right, he almost forgot...

The woman in front of me is not human.

She is both the spirit who ascended the ladder to heaven and the woman in the dream kingdom who was demanding a debt from the seventh prince.

It is precisely for this reason that every time Feng Xia sees the woman in her dream, the details of her "persona" will change slightly.

Those people in the dream naturally couldn't possibly notice.

However, Feng Xia noticed it.

It's worth mentioning that Feng Xia is still completely baffled as to how the Seventh Prince could owe her so many yuan stones, but there is one thing he is quite clear about—

This woman would always use the Seventh Prince's name to secretly visit his wife who had gone back to her parents' home...

Well, Feng doesn't know anything about it.

"As expected, you are the weapon left behind by my master!"

Feng Xia stared at the other person and said, word by word.

The woman stood up again, smacked her lips a few times, took off her hairpin, let her hair fall naturally, then flicked it forcefully and shook her head with disappointment: "So you're the old man's apprentice. Judging from how young you are, he probably didn't take you on directly... Where did you find his inheritance?"

Feng Xia's reaction remained: "?"

Please, why are you so convinced that Ancestor Chenhai is dead?

“My master… oh, I mean, Ancestor Chenhai is still alive. I met him not long ago. My master saw that I was exceptionally talented and had outstanding abilities, so he passed on the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique to me.”

"What? He's still alive? That's such a shame."

This time it was the woman's turn to be surprised. She stared blankly for a long time before finally clicking her tongue, sitting down again with her arms wrapped around her legs, almost burying her face in her knees.

After an unknown amount of time, just when Feng Xia thought the man had fallen asleep, the woman finally managed to utter a few words in a barely audible voice:

"and then?"

"Then I left the Forsaken Land."

Feng Xia sat down beside him, looked up at the sky, and recalled those days: "My master treated me very well, but he was suppressed in the Forsaken Land of Gods and has been unable to escape for three thousand years."

As he spoke, he straightened his back slightly and said solemnly:

"This is also the biggest reason why I left the Forsaken Land of Gods. I need to become strong enough to find a way to break the seal and free my master from three thousand years of suppression."

*smack smack smack*

The woman clapped her hands listlessly, sighed, and said, "What you said makes a lot of sense, but what does it have to do with me?"

"Don't you want to rescue the ancestor?" Feng Xia stared at her with a strange expression.

"If he is really suppressed, then I might still have some feelings for him."

The woman shook her head vigorously, her long hair swaying wildly, slapping Feng Xia across the face: "But the problem now is... ever since that old man kidnapped Wu Guan, I've sworn to be his sworn enemy!"

"So there's such a complicated story... Ugh, wait, what did you just say? Who did Master kidnap?"

"Don't look!"

The woman hugged her knees, didn't turn her head, and replied with a beaming smile, "Wu Guan Goddess! The number one goddess in the world back then. I originally wanted to woo her, but before I could even make a move, she was snatched away by that old man."

"..." Feng Xia was completely dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

Because there were just too many things to complain about, he couldn't find a good place to start complaining for a while.

"Then do you know who suppressed the ancestor?"

After a long while, Feng Xia clicked his tongue and asked, looking extremely pained.

"Who is it?" The woman's reaction did not surprise him.

"Don't look! The one who suppressed the Ancestor is none other than Wu Guan, whom you mentioned!"

Feng Xia lowered his voice and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Three thousand years of suppression, unable to live, unable to die!"

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Chapter 0324

As Feng Xia continued speaking, she couldn't hold back any longer.

He bared his teeth forcefully, turned to look at the woman again, and said, word by word:

“There must be some mistake in this matter. My master showed me Wu Guan’s image. That guy was just a big, burly man, and his weapon was two spiked clubs. How could he possibly be the number one goddess in the world?”

Surely everyone's aesthetic sense wasn't distorted during the era of Ancestor Chenhai?

That kind of thing is just too outrageous to even think about.

"A spiked club?"

The woman pursed her lips, raised her hand and made a gesture in the air, conjuring an image: "Are these the spiked clubs you're talking about?"

Feng Xia subconsciously focused his gaze, and what appeared in the scene at this moment were two thick, long metal rod-shaped weapons, one thick and one thin, engraved with countless array patterns. The thicker end had sharp spikes with grooves on them. Even someone with a molar could imagine that if someone were hit by such a weapon, even a laceration would be considered a minor injury!

"That's right, it's those two spiked clubs!"

After examining it carefully, Feng Xia slowly nodded.

No sooner had the words left her lips than the woman curled her lip and sneered, "What kind of spiked club is this? These two are just hairpins for Wu Guan!"

Feng Xia: "...?"

Hairpin?

These two spiked clubs are thicker than his thighs, and you actually call them hairpins for humans?!

If that's really the case...

Just look at this number one goddess in the world, how big must her head be?

My head is huge...it's really giving me a headache!

"Are you stupid? These two hairpins are divine-level magic treasures, crafted with Wu Guan's painstaking efforts. They can transform into flying swords to kill enemies from afar, severing their souls from thousands of miles away. They can also change shape to defend against powerful enemies. What's so strange about them being able to change size?"

Seeing Feng Xia's reaction, the woman immediately showed a look of concern for the mentally challenged.

"...Oh right."