I picked up the scattered attributes

The pain in her forehead intensified in waves, yet it couldn't conceal her shock: "The Five Elements Sealing Formation! No, you didn't set up the formation at all—"

The formation that the Five Elements Sect had secretly set up to block the retreat of Thousand Autumn Valley has reappeared in Feng Xia's hands at this very moment!

Moreover, the Five Elements Sealing Formation of the Five Elements Sect requires a variety of materials and the proper arrangement of the corresponding formations before it can unleash its power.

In Feng Xia's hands, it was more like a brand new supernatural power. With a flick of his finger, he could move it freely and directly block her path without any prior preparation!

"What you can do, I can do too. But what I can do... you may not be able to do!"

At the same time, Feng Xia slammed out his other hand, shattering the countless spider shadows, which then turned back into strands of broken hair that fell down.

"It hurts... Ouch."

Struggling to get up from the ground, Yan Wuyou rubbed her reddened forehead. At this moment, she finally felt a little uneasy, and this unease spread rapidly in her heart like a shadow.

Her series of moves could easily be described as a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, Feng Xia had her completely under his thumb in every move, and in the end, she still couldn't escape!

“Fighting him head-on is definitely out of the question. Although the Ancestor said he only had a broken Dao Platform, he did kill a Yuan Dan Realm cultivator after all…”

Just as Yan Wuyou was deep in thought, a girl's voice suddenly came, accompanied by footsteps.

"Xia, it's so noisy over there! Are you fighting with someone?"

Yan Wuyou immediately showed joy, and her body swayed. Her slender body gradually shrank, changing from mature to childlike. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into the image of Junior Sister Ling!

Just as Zhu Youniang approached, "Junior Sister Ling" fell to the ground with a thud. Her delicate and beautiful face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment, and her bright eyes welled up with tears, revealing a deep sense of grievance.

"Sect Leader... Sect Leader... No... You can't..."

"Sister Ling" uttered a voice trembling with tears.

Zhu Youniang walked over at that moment, her pale eyes suddenly shrinking.

On one side was a pretty girl sitting on the ground, disheveled, and on the other side was Feng Xia with both hands outstretched. Zhu Youniang looked left and right, and in just a few breaths, a look of sudden realization appeared on her face.

"Thank goodness, another person came at that moment... What?!"

But in the next second, Yan Wuyou clearly saw Zhu Youniang giggle, her body splitting into countless black shadows, and she attacked her without saying a word!

"I still remember you." Behind Zhu Youniang's head, jet-black divine wheels rose up, like eight black blades slashing towards Yan Wuyou. "Last time outside the Forsaken Ancient Land, you managed to escape, but this time, it won't be so easy!"

"What--"

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Yan Wuyou almost bit off her tongue, and for a moment, she felt like she was about to go crazy.

so……

Why is that?!

Why is it that both this man and this woman can see through her schemes at a glance and are completely unaffected by her manipulation?

"Damn it...aren't you this guy's Daoist partner? Why can you remain unmoved when you see a naked girl lying right in front of your partner?!"

"Huh? You're so weak, you can't kill A-Xia at all, why should I worry?"

Zhu Youniang glanced at her with a strange expression.

Yan Wuyou nearly choked on his words and almost vomited blood—what the hell is all this about?!

"Yan Wuyou, I don't care what your purpose is, since I've run into you..."

At almost the same time, Feng Xia also caught up, his magic power forming a giant hand that grabbed down from the air: "Then let us stay in Qianqiu Valley forever!"

"Feng Xia! You can't kill me!"

At the critical moment, Yan Wuyou, who was frozen in place and unable to move, finally couldn't help but shout, "If you kill me, you will sever the lineage of Ancestor Chenhai!"

Feng Xia's attack suddenly stopped.

……

Chapter 0085

From beginning to end, Yan Wuyou still couldn't figure it out...

Why is Feng Xia able to resist temptation?

Why was Zhu Youniang completely unmoved?

Why? Why?

This is completely contrary to common sense!

Left with no other choice, Yan Wuyou finally brought up the name of the Old Ancestor of the Dust Sea. She knew very well that once Feng Xia heard those four words, he would definitely stop attacking.

"Who did you just say...?"

As expected, Feng Xia's hand paused slightly, temporarily halting his attack. Not only that, he also reached out to stop Zhu Youniang, his eyes narrowing as he locked onto Yan Wuyou.

Having had one encounter with Yan Wuyou, Feng Xia had already mentally simulated the various methods that this enchantress might use when they met.

Even so, he still had no idea that he would actually hear the name of Ancestor Chenhai from Yan Wuyou's mouth!

"Ancestor Chenhai".

Seeing that Feng Xia did not continue her attack, Yan Wuyou, whose face was pale, took a slight breath before saying, word by word, "You might not believe it..."

Feng Xia nodded: "Yes, I don't believe it."

Yan Wuyou: "?"

Why does this guy always do things differently?!

In general, shouldn't we let people finish speaking first in this situation?

"I am the only remaining direct disciple of Ancestor Chenhai in the world today." Fearing that Feng Xia would kill him again, Yan Wuyou hurriedly added, "If you kill me here, Ancestor Chenhai's lineage will surely be severed!"

Almost immediately, Feng Xia frowned, stared at her for a few seconds in thought, and then shook his head firmly:

"I should be the last disciple of Ancestor Chenhai, and I have never heard of your existence before."

"It's you?"

Yan Wuyou was speechless with astonishment, and almost blurted out on the spot—"You big-headed ghost!"

Ancestor Chenhai, who is also the first ancestor of the Three Lives Palace, explained everything to her clearly during those three days.

The "Floating Dream Three Lives Technique" that he taught Feng Xia was incomplete, and he left twelve huge flaws in it. As long as he could seize any one of these flaws, he could easily defeat and crush Feng Xia!

Moreover, if the ancestor hadn't intended to possess Feng Xia's body, he wouldn't have even passed on the incomplete cultivation technique!

From what angle did this guy come to the conclusion that he was a direct disciple?

"Of course it's me."

Feng Xia affirmed without hesitation: "Let me ask you, how long did the Ancestor teach you?"

Yan Wuyou hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "All in all, it takes three days."

“But the ancestor taught me for more than half a year,” Feng Xia said solemnly, shaking his head.

“Teaching time doesn’t prove anything,” Yan Wuyou retorted instinctively.

"Then let me ask you again, when the Ancestor was teaching you, did he ever use his primordial spirit avatar to personally train and spar with you?" Recalling the scene from back then, Feng Xia's stern face unconsciously revealed a hint of gentleness.

“Our ancestor is suppressed in a seal, and every bit of his power is precious. How could he easily unleash his primordial spirit avatar?” Yan Wuyou immediately shook his head.

She spent three days in the Forsaken Ancient Land, and even comprehending the "Floating Dream Three Lifetimes Technique" was a struggle. As for the subsequent practice and improvement, she could only make up for it through her own efforts.

She vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Upon hearing her answer, Feng Xia immediately revealed an "I knew it" expression and laughed, "Let me ask you again, when the ancestor was teaching you, did he ever use magic to empower you, allowing you to quickly recover from your depletion and comprehend the inheritance more quickly?"

"No...no...not this either..."

Yan Wuyou couldn't help but shudder.

Most of the time she spent practicing the "Floating Dream Three Lifetimes Technique" was spent by Ancestor Chenhai scolding her for being stupid and rebuking her for not being able to grasp such a simple principle.

As for directly channeling magical power to restore the lost cultivation level?

The energy expenditure of such an activity is absolutely staggering. If one is not careful and consumes too much energy, one will completely lose the possibility of escaping!

"But for me... even the ancestor did it."

Feng Xia smiled and said, "So, I am the ancestor's personal disciple, and you are not."

It was an extremely pure smile, without any superfluous impurities or the slightest mockery or ridicule, like two children comparing whose father was more powerful, causing Yan Wuyou to lose her composure for a moment.

As the infamous demoness of the Hundred Nether Sect, she was always the one manipulating people's hearts. This was the first time she had ever encountered a situation like this!

"No... none of this proves anything!"

Yan Wuyou suddenly struggled to her feet, a resolute glint in her bright eyes: "The only thing that can determine whether someone is a direct disciple is the inheritance from the ancestor! Feng Xia... do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's bet on who is the true direct disciple!" Yan Wuyou said, taking a breath. "You will suppress your cultivation to the same level as mine, and at the same time, everyone can only use the ancestor's inheritance. At that time, it will be clear who is stronger and who is weaker!"

"What's the stake?" Feng Xia looked at her with amusement.

"If I win, you must let me leave unharmed; if I lose, I will tell you my true origins... and how to break the ancestor's seal!"

"Oh? You know how to break the ancestor's seal?"