His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu used her spiritual power to conjure two sets of night clothes.

"It is made of the hide of a strange animal. It is cool and supple to the touch, like the deepest night sky. It can swallow light and make you completely invisible. At the same time, it can also eliminate the slightest sound and airflow when moving."

She successfully spotted Feng Xingyu, whose eyes showed a slight surprise, and smiled gently.

"With this outfit, the chances of being discovered are greatly reduced. Even if you are unfortunately discovered, with your abilities, surely you can shake them off?"

Feng Xingyu: "You do trust me quite a bit."

"That's natural."

Without hesitation, Mo Sangyu replied, "The partners I choose must be stronger than me."

Of course, she was referring to the present, not the future.

Feng Xingyu wore a mask, concealing his facial expression.

He paused for a moment, clearly unable to contain his curiosity any longer, before finally asking, "How did you obtain all these things?"

Along the way, they carried nothing but a small bundle, yet she always managed to casually produce some strange and unusual items.

"You want to know?"

Mo Sangyu beckoned to him, a sly smile in her eyes.

Feng Xingyu hesitated for a moment, then obediently took two steps closer and nodded truthfully: "I really want to."

Upon seeing this, Mo Sangyu was taken aback.

She was actually a little bit unable to resist Feng Xingyu, who was so "obedient".

"It's alright to tell you. You cultivate true qi, while I cultivate spiritual power. And my spiritual power has a special ability called the transformation of heaven and earth into matter."

"The creation of things by heaven and earth?"

Feng Xingyu had never heard of it.

But it sounds really impressive.

"So, the dagger you used to stab Yan Qing was also a manifestation of this universe?"

"..."

Mo Sangyu was a little embarrassed.

How could you still remember that?

"I suppose so. The creations of heaven and earth can be illusory or real. For example, last time, when I killed that seventh-rank martial arts master from the Imperial Guard, I used an illusory weapon. Others couldn't see it, but the actual damage wasn't reduced."

Feng Xingyu was shocked after hearing this.

Wouldn't such an ability make one invincible?

"The creation of objects by heaven and earth consumes a great deal of spiritual energy. The stronger the weapon or the larger the object, the more spiritual energy is consumed. Moreover, there is a major limitation."

"What restrictions?"

"Are you that curious?"

"Um."

Seeing his honesty, Mo Sangyu continued to reveal his secrets.

"The limitation is that I can only conjure things that I am familiar with, or things that I can construct detailed blueprints in my mind. Otherwise, even if I can conjure the surface, I cannot conjure the interior."

For example, firearms and ammunition.

In her past life, she had such strong spiritual power that she didn't care about those things at all, so she had never come into contact with them and didn't know how they were made.

In this situation, she can only conjure up a model that looks similar.

Otherwise, she could easily sweep across the land and become invincible with any weapon she could get her hands on, like a cannon.

Even the Great You Dynasty could be blasted into dust.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu nodded thoughtfully.

Therefore, anything she has seen and thoroughly understood can be created out of thin air and transformed into real or illusory weapons and objects.

A source of creation with infinite possibilities.

"This is simply incredible," he said softly.

"No matter how powerful I am, I still can't beat you. I can only rely on the Soul Contract to restrain and control you."

After saying that, Mo Sangyu chuckled, then picked up her night clothes and walked into the inner room: "I'm changing, you turn your back."

Feng Xingyu quickly turned around.

"This soul contract..."

After changing into his night clothes, Mo Sangyu came out and asked again, "Besides me, can anyone else use it freely?"

"What do you think a soul contract is?"

Mo Sangyu tossed him another set of night clothes: "That's a forbidden technique. You can only use it once in your life. Using it too often will backfire, and you might even get struck by lightning."

"I see, then...that's good."

Feng Xingyu took the night clothes and whispered something. Mo Sangyu didn't quite hear him and was about to ask when he had already taken the clothes to the inner room.

He changed his clothes very quickly.

When he came out, Mo Sangyu stared at him for a moment, actually wanting to ask him what rank of martial arts cultivator he was.

She could clearly tell that Feng Xingyu was only at the ninth rank. Could he have already broken through to the ninth rank and become a grandmaster at such a young age?

Even if it's a grandmaster, she should be able to confirm it.

This is very strange.

According to her understanding, the highest level of martial arts practitioners in the Nine Provinces Continent is currently only Grandmaster.

However, it seems that Grandmasters are also divided into levels, but she hasn't specifically looked into it and isn't very clear about it yet.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her staring at him, Feng Xingyu took two steps closer and asked, "Madam, why are you looking at me like that?"

"..."

Mo Sangyu felt that he was sometimes deliberately getting close to her.

However, it lacks even a little empirical evidence.

Because he approached and then immediately backed away, appearing very serious.

"It's nothing."

The important matter is the priority.

Mo Sangyu didn't ask any more questions. She condensed an ice talisman and used her external avatar again to create two dummy figures that remained in the room.

In this way, if any unexpected situation occurs, no one will notice that they are not in the room.

When Feng Xingyu saw the two mannequins that looked exactly like them, he still found it unbelievable that such a skill was so incredible.

Not only is he exceptionally capable, but he is also incredibly thoughtful.

"Let's go."

Mo Sangyu walked to the window and gently pushed it open a crack.

A night breeze swept in, carrying a slight chill.

In the distance, the sounds of the night can still be heard.

She used her spiritual sense to scan the area and confirmed that there was nothing unusual about the streets and alleys below, and that no sentries were specifically watching this direction.

Turning back, she gestured to Feng Xingyu, and then slid out of the window first.

Feng Xingyu followed closely behind.

Two figures disappeared into the shadows, their movements as light as a feather, without making a sound.

The night-clothes allowed their bodies to blend into the night, completely disappearing into the darkness.

Mo Sangyu determined the direction.

Tonight's goal is to finish the remaining two-thirds of what we didn't see during the day.

Having determined her direction, she stealthily and quietly moved along the shadows at the base of the wall, like a raccoon dog.

Feng Xingyu moved with even greater agility, with an effortless ease. Each step was precisely placed in a spot that would not attract attention, and his aura was so concealed that he was one with the world. Unless someone was right in front of him, there was absolutely no possibility of him being discovered.

Two ghosts in the night, avoiding the bright lights of the main street and the routes where patrols often appear, quickly weave through the intricate alleys, rooftops and shadows.

Along the way, Mo Sangyu's soul consciousness acted like a keen detector, constantly scanning the area in front of him and around him.

She spotted hidden sentries under the eaves, identified law enforcement teams patrolling fixed routes, and discovered several cleverly placed early warning devices.

And these things, of course, did not escape Feng Xingyu's eyes.

If one person misses something, the other will notice it in time.

The two worked together as if they had practiced countless times, their teamwork was incredibly seamless.

However, in reality, Feng Xingyu was unconditionally cooperating with her and protecting her, allowing her to rush forward without any worries.

It took them about two hours to explore every part of Youdu City.

Mo Sangyu mentally constructed a new defense deployment map.

Apart from the City Lord's Mansion and the largest training ground, which have not yet been explored, the rest of the area has been basically thoroughly investigated.

That training ground should be the main garrison location of Youdu City's military forces.

It was almost dawn.

That's all for tonight.

On their way back, the two passed by the city lord's mansion in the distance.

Feng Xingyu discovered an excellent hiding place.

A hundred feet away from the high walls of the city lord's mansion, the roof of a three-story shop is one of the highest points in the surrounding area.

It offers a wide view and can be concealed by rooftops and chimneys.

The two exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, they tacitly went to that place.

Stand on high ground and look ahead.

The outline of the city lord's mansion stood majestically in the night, taller and more imposing than the outer city walls.

A watchtower stood atop the wall, and the flickering torchlight of patrolling soldiers created a scene of heightened security.

Above the mansion, the invisible force that enveloped the entire city seemed to fluctuate even more noticeably, like an unseen, thick shroud.

Mo Sangyu tried to approach with her soul consciousness, but as soon as she made contact, she felt an incredibly strong resistance that bounced her back.

With her current spiritual power...

Unable to break through.

If you try to force your way in, you will be discovered immediately.

She withdrew her consciousness, no longer daring to probe easily.

Feng Xingyu also sensed that immense power, and realized that figuring out the City Lord's Mansion would be... difficult.

We need to think of another way.

Just as the two decided to go back first, the sound of a carriage rolling suddenly came from the street below.

At this hour, when curfew had already been imposed, carriages still dared to swagger close to the city lord's mansion.

It's obvious without even guessing that this must be an insider.

The two looked at each other.

A group of law enforcement officers in black were seen escorting several carriages toward the side gate of the city lord's mansion.

The group of men in black exuded a calm and collected aura, their steps were perfectly synchronized, clearly indicating that they were well-trained and not ordinary law enforcement personnel.

These carriages look somewhat familiar.

Feng Xingyu suddenly moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "They are the carriages that use the special passage."

With the sudden closeness, Mo Sangyu's back pressed directly against his chest.

Eyeliner is applied all around.

She dared not move an inch.

I thought he would back away after he finished speaking, but after he pressed against me, he stayed in that position and showed no intention of backing away.

Mo Sangyu only dared to raise her head slightly and look at him.

In the hazy night, Feng Xingyu's dark eyes were fixed on her without blinking.

Their heartbeats were slowly quickening.

However, they had to control themselves and hold their breath.

The atmosphere was a bit eerie.

Don't look at me.

Feng Xingyu's thin lips slowly approached her ear, his deep voice piercing her eardrums: "Focus on what's below."

"..."

Feng Xingyu!

He definitely did it on purpose!

"Have you noticed the people in the carriage...?"

Just as Mo Sangyu had calmed herself down, she felt Feng Xingyu's warm breath brush against her neck again.