Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

In his memory, there was no such thing as the Xiao family among the human race.

With two such exceptional talents, there's no way she wouldn't have heard of them...

"You didn't peep at Fiora while she was taking a bath, did you?"

The little girl suddenly looked at Fan Zui with a look of curiosity and suspicion.

"..."

Fan Zui reached out and tugged at her braid. "I wanted to peek at you, but unfortunately I didn't have time."

"Don't pull my braids!" The little girl glared at him fiercely, her expression actually quite cute and innocent.

Like a little kitten, all bared and claws.

Fan Zui reached out and pressed his hand against her head. The little girl could only wave her hands behind her back, but she couldn't touch him no matter what she did.

"Humph!"

Seeing that she couldn't hit him, she gave up struggling, sniffed the air, and then walked towards the kitchen.

"I can't be bothered with you, I'm going to help in the kitchen."

just you?

Fan Zui was too lazy to expose her.

Helping out is out of the question, but stealing food is possible.

She would always stay in the kitchen, ostensibly to help, but actually just to sneak food.

"I'm going to help too."

Taotie hurriedly followed.

It had to keep an eye on that wretched demon saintess to prevent her from stealing food.

"A talking...dog?" Fan Qingyi looked at Taotie in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Taotie simply rolled its eyes; it was too lazy to explain anymore.

Well, it's a dog then. Who can blame us when the miniature version really looks so much like it?

I'm too lazy to explain; it's a waste of breath and time.

“That’s a Taotie.” Fan Zui continued to sit down on the recliner and gently rocked back and forth.

A cold wind brushed my face, carrying a chilling edge.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if about to pour down, foreshadowing an impending downpour.

The wind blows, the leaves rustle, and fallen leaves flutter in the air.

A suffocating atmosphere permeated the air; the sky was a dark gray, without a trace of sunlight, as if it were completely obscured by black clouds.

A gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire sky, making people feel depressed.

A cold wind blew, bringing a damp and chilly feeling.

A cold wind blew through the gaps in the clothes, making one shiver involuntarily.

The dark clouds in the sky grew denser, as if a torrential downpour was about to fall, causing anxiety.

Not far away, a flash of lightning ripped through the dark clouds, instantly illuminating the dark sky.

Thunder roared immediately afterward, deafening, like the roar of nature.

Raindrops began to fall, wetting the earth and leaving behind fine water droplets.

"This rain really does come out of nowhere." Fan Zui swayed gently on the recliner, his eyes half-closed.

Sword Maiden glanced at Fan Qingyi, then walked aside to admire the rain.

By getting close to nature and experiencing it, one becomes closer to the great principles of heaven and earth, and in doing so, one can comprehend one's own sword intent.

"We're about to enter the depths of the secret realm. What are your plans?"

Fan Qingyi approached and asked, her gaze fixed on the depths of the forest.

Nobody knows what will happen next.

Is it the secret to becoming the best in the world, or the legendary two chaotic spiritual treasures from the netherworld?

Fan Zui glanced at Fan Qingyi strangely; he didn't seem to be trying to avoid mentioning Jian Ji when he spoke.

These two definitely know each other!

Fan Zui immediately came to a conclusion.

"I don't know, let's wait and see."

"You look like you're here for tourism."

"Nonsense, you didn't see it. The journey I took was fraught with danger, with a crisis almost every three steps."

Fan Zui needs to clarify that he came here to search for treasure.

The idea that it's related to tourism is a slander.

"Fiora, what are you laughing at?"

Fan Zui's face darkened slightly, and the usually serious and calm Sword Maiden couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"It's nothing." She quickly wiped the smile off her face.

"..."

"That demon saintess..." Fan Qingyi only said half of her sentence before leaving it unfinished.

Then he gave Fan Zui a knowing look.

Fan Zui was slightly confused and didn't understand what he meant.

"Speak your mind!" Fan Zui couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

Why are you all men so hesitant to speak?

"The blood of the phoenix is ​​very beneficial to cultivation," Fan Zui said frankly.

Fan Zui's gaze, however, fell on the Sword Maiden. Seeing that she had no reaction, he immediately asked:

"Sword Maiden, are you perhaps not a member of the Demonic Sect?"

The Demonic Sect and the Demon Clan have always maintained close ties, yet they showed no reaction whatsoever upon hearing that the two were plotting against the Holy Maiden.

This is not right.

Fan Qingyi's gaze also fell on the Sword Maiden, but she did not expose her identity.

Fiora didn't turn around, but calmly said:

"The Demonic Sect and the Demon Race have long since broken off relations. If you want the Phoenix Blood, I will not stop you."

Fan Zui frowned slightly. That was true. He remembered the witch saying that the Demonic Sect had now broken away from the Demon Clan and no longer had any contact with them.

The rain was getting heavier, and the sound of oranges coming from the kitchen could be heard.

"Young master, dinner is served!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Qingyi was the first to leave.

He ate dry rations every day on the way, and his teeth were almost worn away.

The aroma of the food made me eager to dig in.

Only after he had eaten and drunk his fill and let out a burp did Fan Zui suddenly reach out and say:

"A top-grade spirit stone, you're welcome."

“Thank you…” Fan Qingyi’s lips twitched slightly.

Where was he supposed to find top-grade spirit stones? He immediately stiffened his neck and said:

"no!"

"Oh, you're pretty tough, aren't you? Why don't you let me swallow him whole?"

The gluttonous beast was eager to try, but was flicked on the forehead by the orange finger.

At night, Fan Zui took out nine talismans, intending to study them carefully.

Chapter 180 [Enjoy it?]

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and it seemed as if the whole world was shrouded in rain.

The raindrops, like silver beads, pattered against the windowpane, making a soft, rustling sound.

Dense raindrops poured down with the wind, gathering into streams of muddy water that swept everything away.

The heavy rain, like fine needles, pierced through the clouds and pounded on the earth.

The entire landscape was shrouded in a hazy mist, making visibility difficult.

The interplay of wind and rain created a desolate scene.

The heavy rain pattered on the leaves, making a rustling sound, and the leaves swayed precariously as the rain washed over them.