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After all, the fact that she had mustered the courage to follow someone for the second time had made her extremely uneasy—thinking about how the once infamous demoness of the Hundred Nether Sect had become like this today, even she herself could only feel utterly incredulous when she thought about it.

Add to that the numerous experts from the Eastern Emperor Continent launching suicidal attacks against them, many of whom were even more powerful than her, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous and apprehensive.

Fortunately, Yan Wuyou discovered it soon...

"These people seem to really be committing suicide."

After confirming this, the girl felt much more relaxed and had plenty of free time to watch the interaction between the man Yuan and the combat puppet in the scene shown by Feng Xia.

To reiterate, although she appears petite, cute, and has an amazing figure, the combat puppet pervert number one, according to Feng Xia's setting, is indeed male...

This is truly a dilemma.

"Can't this puppet talk?"

Yan Wuyou quickly noticed something: "Since just now, it's basically been him talking all by himself; the puppet hasn't responded to him at all."

"You insolent bastards! How dare you invade the Eastern Emperor's domain!"

A powerful cultivator at the peak of the Dharma Aspect Realm attacked, but Feng Xia flicked his finger, sending the man flying an unknown distance: "Go tell that old pangolin that I, Feng, have come to take his life today!"

"Oh right, this puppet's personality is taciturn and rarely speaks—that's how it's supposed to be according to the setting."

"What's the truth?"

“I made that True God Jingqian shut his mouth and stop talking nonsense.”

"What if there's a situation where you need to speak?"

"To prevent that from happening, I added an extra layer of language filtering."

Feng Xia snapped his fingers, and in the reflected image, the battle puppet that had remained silent in the face of Yuan's incessant chatter suddenly opened its mouth and let out a very pleasant female voice.

That was also its first sentence after its birth:

"I don't want it..."

"???" Jing Qian was completely dumbfounded.

"Wait, what was it actually saying?!" The three women were immediately astonished.

"Let me see. There should be a backup. I'll just play it for you."

Feng Xia's fingers twitched, and then a powerful male voice roared in their ears:

"Rolling, rolling, rolling—"

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Chapter 0674

"Rolling, rolling, rolling—"

On one side came a powerful, angry shout.

On one hand, there was a gentle and tactful refusal.

When the two sounds exploded in her ears at the same time, Yan Wuyou clutched her chest, her mouth agape involuntarily, her expression shifting rapidly. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out two words: "Ah, this."

Admittedly, on some level, these two sentences mean the same thing.

But in terms of sensory experience, the difference is just too great!

The former is the angry roar of a true god, while the latter becomes the powerless refusal of a weak woman.

"I don't know if this guy is human or not, but you're definitely not human..."

After staring at Feng Xia's face for a long time without moving, Yan Wuyou finally muttered something under her breath.

This was truly the first time she had ever heard of such a thing!

For the first time, she even felt immense pity for a god!

"Given what this guy has done, killing him outright would be too lenient."

Feng Xia calmly shook his head. He naturally couldn't say much about traveling through time and returning to seven hundred years ago, but that didn't mean he had forgotten everything Jing Qian had done.

It can be said that if Jing Qian hadn't intervened at the last moment, the balance of power in that great battle seven hundred years ago might have tipped in favor of the Xuan Alliance.

"Unfortunately, only by activating the power of the long street could we hope to block Jing Qian's attack. However, this would also send me back to the modern era, making it impossible for me to interfere with the development of that time..."

Whenever he recalls that time, Fuuka can only let out a long sigh.

After returning to this era, he tried several more times, but failed to travel back seven hundred years.

If it weren't for the fact that Jing Qian's severed hand followed him to seven hundred years later, Feng Xia would have even begun to doubt whether his journey against the current for seven hundred years was just a dream.

"He will live in this era, live here, and use his own strength to settle accounts for all the sins he has committed!"

"Ah this."

Yan Wuyou thought for a long time, but still didn't know what to say.

So she had no choice but to repeat it again.

"You...you can talk?"

In the scene, the middle-aged man, Yuan, was also startled.

Originally, he was just expressing his feelings, but the sudden response from the combat puppet was naturally beyond his expectations.

Jing Qian nodded slightly: "Mm." What nonsense are you spouting!

"It can talk! That's wonderful! That's really wonderful!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter, as if he were overwhelmed with unprecedented joy. His laughter shook the mountains and forests, and he even gradually laughed until tears streamed down his face.

The man looked as if he was about to cry tears of joy: "This is wonderful... wonderful... I'm not alone after all..."

"Hmm." You're not even human, are you some kind of dog?!

"In that case, perhaps it really was fate that brought me to you. During this time, to have met a partner like you, I would have no regrets even if I died!"

"..."

Jing Qian slightly opened his rosy lips.

This conversation, which could be described as a cross-server chat, made him feel extremely powerless, like talking to a brick wall.

No, this guy isn't even as good as a cow!

"To think that I, a true god, have fallen to such a state... If only I could one day find my true self..."

Faced with such an extremely bizarre scene, even with Jing Qian's broad knowledge and experience, all that remained was a profound sense of absurdity.

While half-heartedly engaging in conversation with Yuan, another question surfaced in Jing Qian's mind—

What exactly did Feng Xia do to him?

Logically speaking, Feng Xia did not restrict his divine sense. He only needed a thought to easily sense the location of his true self. However, even though he has gained a certain degree of freedom of movement, he still cannot find the location of his true self!

In his mind, this was simply impossible.

unless……

I am dead!

"That kind of thing is impossible."

Jing Qian shook his head, quickly dismissing the idea.

How powerful is his true form?

They only encountered a setback with Feng Xia once.

At other times, however, he was of high status and could be considered as a respected figure among all races!

Not to mention who would dare to attack his true form if they had eaten the heart of a dragon and the gall of a phoenix, even if they had chosen to start a war, looking at Xuan Yuan and even the surrounding world, apart from that one from three thousand years ago, who else would have the strength to attack his true form?

"Let's figure out how to deal with this person first."

"I thought that leaving that star would make things a little easier."

"Why does it seem even more annoying now?"

Having slightly snapped out of his reverie, Jing Qian immediately heard Yuan's incessant chatter again.

This middle-aged man, who had previously acted extremely arrogantly, now seemed to have finally found someone to confide in. He opened up completely, often speaking ten or more sentences before Jing Qian could symbolically interject with a word or two.

Even so, he still enjoyed it immensely.

"I have neither a father nor a mother."

"So actually, I don't have a surname."

“I named myself Yuan, which means I am my own origin.”

"In some ways, I think you and I are very similar..."

Jing Qian was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Isn't this guy the ancestor of the Mo family? How come he suddenly changed and lost his parents?

"This person's words clearly have a hidden meaning..."

At the edge of the Eastern Emperor Continent, Feng Xia paused slightly as she listened to the middle-aged man's words in the scene. Her eyes flickered almost imperceptibly: "No father, no mother, no surname, you are your own origin?"

It's important to know that although the middle-aged man was confirmed to have a serious problem, his bloodline was also verified.