Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Black Glass ignored it and continued to admire the runes on it.

"His reputation is ruined in his later years..." The unscrupulous, refined young man in blue silently took out a recording stone and recorded the scene before him.

This seemingly perfect scene of walking birds can be excellent material for making incriminating claims.

"Has he comprehended the Dharma Form of Heaven and Earth?" The aloof, white-clad swordswoman, holding a blood-red longsword, frowned slightly.

The Dharma Form of Heaven and Earth is a unique supernatural power possessed by powerful beings in the Formless Realm.

How could he understand this? Unless...

But, how is this possible!

If my godfather were here, I believe he would be moved to tears.

His years of perseverance have proven that it was all worthwhile.

He was indeed a man of few words, but when he spoke, he made a stunning debut.

Their rise has been so rapid, it's simply unbelievable.

That's unbelievable!

The alternation of ice and fire, the fusion of heaven and earth, the immense power of the Dharma realm—all are understood without words.

"So big..." the little girl couldn't help but exclaim in genuine admiration.

The refined young man in blue glanced silently at the little girl, wondering what she meant by "very big"...

Chapter 203 [What the Sword Maiden Desires]

When ice and fire fight alternately within the body, the discomfort is indescribable.

First, the icy touch felt like a sharp, cold knife piercing the skin and penetrating to the bone marrow.

A chill seeped into every pore of my body, permeating everything.

The chill spread rapidly, muscles involuntarily tightened, and breathing became difficult.

The cold sensation felt like countless ants crawling inside my body, causing waves of stinging pain.

Just then, a fiery aura began to spread through his body.

The fiery heat scorched every inch of skin, as if a sea of ​​fire was spreading inside my body.

Instantly, his body was drenched in sweat, his skin turned red, and his eyes were stung by the light of the flames.

The pain felt like countless flames burning inside the body, scorching it from the inside out.

The contrast between icy cold and fiery heat, and the pain within my body felt like electric currents coursing through my entire being, making it almost unbearable.

After this feeling lasted for a while, my body temperature gradually returned to normal, and the pain gradually subsided.

But recalling that unpleasant experience still leaves one with lingering fear.

Fan Zuifa said, "I never want to experience this kind of torment again."

When everything calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes, only to be instantly stunned by the sight before him.

He instinctively covered it...

At first glance, he could see the unscrupulous figure recording everything with a photographic stone.

Fan Qingyi, I'll fuck your grandpa!

Reduce the power of supernatural abilities and return to normal.

But then he saw two people, one in white and one in red, staring intently at him.

His face darkened instantly.

Turn around on the spot and put on your clothes.

Such speed at changing clothes would make even Old Wang next door blush with shame, exclaiming that it was a waste of his skill and good technique.

"Thank you two seniors!"

The young man bowed slightly and clasped his hands in thanks.

The two nodded, said nothing more, and simply turned and left.

Are all truly accomplished people this aloof?

After the two left, Fan Zui suddenly felt like he was a different person...

"The Realm of No Form!"

He actually broke through to the Formless Realm...

Both his physical body and his cultivation level are at the early stage of the Formless Realm.

"???"

Wasn't it said that this small world could only withstand the Radiant Sun Realm?

As dusk falls, the setting sun quietly sinks in the west, casting a gentle and delicate orange-red hue across the sky, like a heartfelt farewell.

A thin mist hung in the sky, and a light drizzle gently fell, caressing the earth as if preparing for the arrival of night.

The light rain kept falling, making a pitter-patter sound.

Water droplets swayed quietly on the leaves, and ripples spread across the river, soaking the land and moistening the green expanse of earth.

Through the thin veil of drizzle, the distant mountains became blurred in the haze, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.

Birds chirped softly on the branches, and insects sang gently and crisply, creating a beautiful symphony in the gentle night.

Everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.

The group set up camp by the river and enjoyed a peaceful time.

Under the dead tree on the other side of the river, two boys were gesturing and talking, seemingly excited.

If you get closer, you can hear that the two are talking about the photographic stone.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Fan Zui clenched his fist, really wanting to smash the seemingly refined but actually cunning young man in blue robes to pieces with one punch.

"Hehe, how much do you think this thing is worth?"

The young man in blue waved the image-recording stone in his hand and smiled smugly.

It had to be him; while everyone else was watching, he had already made the necessary preparations.

Seeing that the prince's face darkened immediately, he didn't dare to push too hard, otherwise this devil might really give him a "head pat".

"As for the conditions, let me think about it. I'll tell you when I've made up my mind."

After the young man in blue finished speaking, he tossed the image-recording stone in his hand over.

The cunning young man reached out and caught it; the angle of the scene inside was truly...

This guy is a photography master and has the talent of a director.

The photo angles are absolutely superb!

Click!

Crush it, destroy it.

"You boy!"

Fan Zuiye was at a loss for words when faced with this head steward of the Fan family, dressed in blue.

This person is multifaceted, shrewd, deep-thinking, mysterious in his methods, and his strength is also a mystery.

Anyone who can gain the favor of one's godfather is no ordinary person.

The bodies of the other two young masters are probably long gone.

Those two are probably the most qualified to comment on Fan Qingyi's abilities.

After all, they were witnesses.

"You don't have a backup, do you?"

"Don't judge others by your own standards. Do you think I, Fan Qingyi, am someone without integrity?"

"..."

Fan Zui nodded, finally relieved, and turned to walk towards the villa.

Hey, what conditions? That's impossible.

The photo stone is now destroyed. If you still want any conditions, dream on.

Personality?

What is that thing?!

As dusk fell and a light rain fell, the young man in blue quietly watched the departing figure of the Crown Prince.

After he had walked a distance, a stone suddenly appeared in his hand.

It turned out to be another photo-taking stone.