Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"Okay. But the chances are probably slim."

It's placed last because it's quite special.

This is the only time-based insect discovered among the alien insects.

"Then why did you show it to me!"

Lin Mo was speechless.

"This is all from the national treasury. I really hope you can join us, so I don't want to hide anything from you."

"Alright, you give it a try first."

Lin Mo already had a backup plan in mind.

If all else fails, choose the lightning-type energy-accumulating one; at least it's a trump card.

"Okay. You can go back now. I'll let you know if I hear anything."

Jiang Xue waved to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo returned to his residence.

Mu Qingxue remained seated in meditation, her eyes closed, her breathing long and even, with black lotus petals slowly rotating around her.

Angewomon lay dozing to one side, its tail curled at its side, occasionally twitching, making onlookers' blood boil.

Lin Mo swallowed hard, knowing he couldn't do anything in front of Mu Qingxue.

After taking a pill to control mental power, Lin Mo went out again to find a new target to bewitch.

He stood at the tent entrance and scanned the camp area.

He had dealt with most of the sect leaders, including Cihang Shita of Cihang Sect, Hua Nongying of Baihua Valley, and Lieyun of Jiledao Sect. He had already brought these three under control.

There are still a few sects he hasn't come into contact with yet, including the Guanghan Sect's tent, which is not far away, with a silver-white crescent moon embroidered on the top of the tent.

"Frost is a bit aloof, I wonder if it will work."

Lin Mo muttered to himself as he walked toward the other person's tent.

The tents of the Guanghan Sect were smaller than those of other sects, but they were decorated with extreme elegance.

A thin, silvery-white gauze curtain hung outside the tent, embroidered with fine ice crystal patterns, swaying gently in the breeze.

There were no lights inside the tent, only the faint light emanating from a piece of white crystal on the top of the tent.

The light was extremely faint and cold, casting a frosty white veil over every object inside the tent.

Frost sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the tent.

She wore a silver-white robe, with several plum blossoms embroidered on the hem. The petals were made of silver thread and shimmered with a cold luster in the dim light.

Her long hair was silvery-white, a shade darker than her robe, like threads of moonlight, falling from her shoulders and spreading to the edge of the cushion.

Frost's face was also extremely delicate, so delicate that people dared not approach her.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her eyes were like deep pools, her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were thin and pale, almost devoid of color.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, like ice that had never seen the sun.

The person sat there like a statue sculpted from moonlight and frost, breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold to the bone.

Han Shuang has a slender and tall figure, but she is incredibly well-endowed in all the right places; in other words, she is a woman of great talent despite her small stature.

The silver-white robe covered her well-proportioned shoulders and waist, with the sleeves hanging down at her sides and her fingertips peeking out from the cuffs, as white as jade.

Her aura was extremely restrained; almost no divine power fluctuations could be sensed inside the tent, but that restraint itself exuded a sense of oppression.

When Lin Mo lifted the gauze curtain and walked in, Han Shuang opened her eyes.

Those eyes were a very light silver-gray, with pupils like two grains of frozen mercury.

She glanced at Lin Mo, her gaze sweeping from his face to his feet and back again, without any extra expression throughout the entire process.

"What is it?"

Her voice was extremely soft and cold, like icicles striking each other in the wind.

"Sect Leader Han, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night."

I am Lin Mo, a follower of Huanxi Temple, and I wish to speak with Sect Master Han…

"Not interested."

Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, Han Shuang closed her eyes again, her silvery-white eyelashes casting two fine shadows on her cheeks.

From beginning to end, she didn't give him a single unnecessary word.

Lin Mo stood inside the tent, his lips twitching slightly.

She's aloof, truly aloof.

However, the more this happened, the more Lin Mo felt a desire to conquer.

He directly spread his divine sense, setting up a barrier around the tent to isolate the internal and external energies.

This barrier is extremely thin and light. From the outside, everything inside the tent looks normal, but no sound can be heard from inside.

Han Shuang was slightly taken aback when she saw this scene, and her face instantly turned ugly:

"What do you mean by this?"

Lin Mo released his bewitching power directly towards the direction of Frost.

Because Han Shuang's cultivation level was only at the late stage of God King, one level higher than Lin Mo, it was caught off guard and directly entered her sea of ​​consciousness.

But they encountered an extremely stubborn obstacle shortly after they began to explore.

Han Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness was different from any other cultivator Lin Mo had encountered before. Her consciousness was like a solid block of thousand-year-old ice, without cracks or gaps, so hard that it was impossible to touch it.

The bewitching power pressed down, like punching a frozen stone; no matter how hard you punch, the stone doesn't budge.

A cold glint flashed in his frosty, silvery-gray pupils:

"Damn it! Do you know what you're doing? Attacking members of the coalition forces is a grave taboo! Take it back immediately!"

"Sect Leader Han, don't be nervous."

I'm quick! It doesn't hurt at all!

As Lin Mo spoke, he increased the output of his bewitching power.

Relying on his peak God-King cultivation, he forcefully pressed his bewitching power into the depths of her consciousness.

It felt like hitting an ice surface with a hammer, and if you couldn't break it, you'd try hitting it from a different angle.

Frost's body tensed up suddenly.

Her sea of ​​consciousness resisted fiercely, and a very thin crack appeared on the ice surface, but it was immediately frozen back by the will of frost.

Lin Mo seized the crack, and the bewitching power surged into it like a tide, spreading rapidly within the crack.

A hint of resentment flashed in Frosty's silvery-gray pupils, and his lips were pressed tightly together.

However, there was a gap between her cultivation level and Lin Mo's. Once the crack in her sea of ​​consciousness was torn open, it could never be closed again.

The bewitching power surged in from all directions, enveloping her consciousness layer by layer.

A moment later, Han Shuang's eyes changed from cold to blank, and from blank to obedient.

She stood up and bowed.

"Owner."

"Um."

Lin Mo nodded, feeling relieved.

Forcibly persuading someone takes much more effort than normally persuading them; my head is still throbbing, but it finally worked.

"How many people have come to the Moon Palace?"

"Yes, Master, it's just me."

"All right.

Pretend that what happened today never happened, and everything remains the same.

"Yes."

Lin Mo left the tent. Back in his quarters, Mu Qingxue was still meditating, and the fairy beast was still dozing in the corner.

Without disturbing them, he sat cross-legged on the felt, took out a beast girl's corpse from his spatial storage, and began to circulate the Star Absorbing Technique.

The power of devouring surged from his palm, drawing out the remaining energy from the corpse one by one.

The next day, Lin Mo was summoned to the tent by Jiang Xue again.

When he lifted the curtain and went in, Jiang Xue was standing in front of the table, holding a jade slip for sending messages in her hand, and her expression was more relaxed than yesterday.

"A message has arrived from the imperial court."

"How so?"

"As I predicted, the court did not approve the alien insect with the ability to flow through time."

but……"

She paused, then placed the jade slip on the table.

"The Empress values ​​your performance on the battlefield very much."

She gave me special permission: besides Shi Liu, you can choose two alien insects.