Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

Chapter 95 Fellow Daoist Xiao, you seem quite interested in my husband?

The passage was deep and dark, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Chen Lianshu and Shen Yueli walked side by side.

Xiao Qingyao was not five steps away.

Instead, they followed closely within two steps of him, afraid of triggering some mechanism or being targeted by some magical treasure.

Given the narrow distance, if something unexpected happens, escape would be difficult.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you have any special physical constitution?"

After walking for a while, Xiao Qingyao finally couldn't help but ask, her tone complicated.

"I've never heard of a constitution like yours before."

She was, after all, a direct disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and had seen at least eighty or a hundred geniuses.

The number of ancient books I read is countless.

She could recognize almost all kinds of common and rare constitutions and special bloodlines.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to spot Su Jiuji's nine tails and Xueyan's ancient bloodline at a glance.

only--

She had never met anyone like this Mr. Chen before.

Not only did Lingbao actively seek to recognize him as its master, but even the mechanisms that required the formation to be activated were rendered useless to him.

"Perhaps I have a special affinity with these magical treasures."

Chen Lian replied perfunctorily without changing his expression.

"Fate—?"

Xiao Qingyao's lips twitched.

Is this what they call fate?

Those magical creatures treated her like an enemy, chasing and slashing at her, but in front of this young master Chen, they were as obedient as a domesticated cat.

Even his own spirit sword was the same.

Xiao Qingyao had good reason to suspect that all of her spiritual swords could be used smoothly by this Fellow Daoist Chen.

But she had never seen this kind of constitution in ancient books before.

Is it really because she lacks experience?

"Fellow Daoist Xiao."

Shen Yueli suddenly spoke, turning to look at her.

His tone was ambiguous, but his eyes held a deeper meaning.

Are you afraid of the dark?

"what?"

Xiao Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly denied it: "No—no."

Why would I be afraid of the dark?

"I aspire to become a great hero, how could I be afraid of the dark?"

"Then what are you doing hiding behind my husband?"

Shen Yueli immediately saw through her predicament.

"what?"

Xiao Qingyao was startled again, only then realizing that she had unknowingly gotten extremely close to Young Master Chen.

Her face froze, and she didn't know what to say.

"Well--"

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

She coughed twice instinctively to cover it up, saying, "I was just thinking about something—"

Before she could finish explaining, Shen Yueli pressed on, asking with a smile, "You seem quite interested in my husband?"

"No, no, no!"

Xiao Qingyao waved her hands frantically, as if she wanted to shake her head into a rattle drum: "I'm just curious, just pure curiosity."

"After all, this is the first time I've seen a physique like Fellow Daoist Chen's."

"I'm curious~"

Shen Yueli drew out the last syllable, lightly touched her lips, and smiled meaningfully.

"Curiosity is not a good thing."

"After all, sometimes knowing too much is the opposite—"

Before she finished speaking, her smile was enough for Xiao Qingyao to understand her meaning.

"I see."

Xiao Qingyao wisely distanced herself, silently shut her mouth, and stopped asking questions.

"Waaaaah."

Su Jiu'er's timely triumphant fox cry finally eased the awkward atmosphere.

Although she couldn't defeat that witch, she was quite happy to see others being bullied.

It seems that she wasn't too incompetent.

So that's how everyone is.

That demoness's methods were just too clever!

She, Su Jiu'er, is still a master of cake making!

"————"

Xiao Qingyao naturally didn't care about Su Jiu'er's antics.

She looked at Shen Yueli and sighed inwardly.

Unlike Mu Qianxue's subtle jealousy, this girl was extremely proactive, even somewhat aggressive.

?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qingyao suddenly remembered something.

Things have already gotten this bad, and she's even calling him "husband."

Is Fairy Mu's progress a bit behind?

Or is it that Fairy Mu only has a crush on him and hasn't expressed it yet?

Does that mean there's no chance?

Just as I was thinking, a cold wind suddenly swept past my ear.

"!"

'

Xiao Qingyao shivered involuntarily.

He was jolted awake and immediately looked around, appearing somewhat frightened.

They breathed a sigh of relief after finding nothing unusual and that the other two people hadn't noticed anything either.

"call"

The girl patted her chest, which hadn't been calmed down at all.

She's not afraid of the dark, she's just not used to it.

Yeah, I'm just not used to it.

We walked for a while longer.

Because it was so dark, Xiao Qingyao was the first to give up.

Before the light completely disappeared, she took out a magical artifact for illumination.

Suddenly, light shone in the pitch-black environment, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Finally, we can see it.

Xiao Qingyao sighed silently with a sense of relief.

The three continued on their way.

The passageway was quite deep, and after walking for who knows how long, we finally reached the end.

There was still a stone door ahead, but it wasn't very big, just the size of a normal room door.

But unlike before, this door had no patterns on it; it seemed to be just an ordinary stone door.

However, there is a dent on the side of the stone door, suggesting that something needs to be fitted together to open it.

They noticed that there were no formations, mechanisms, or even patrolling guardian spirits around them.

Xiao Qingyao tentatively distanced herself from Chen Lianshu.

As she expected, there was no longer any danger here once she created some distance.

However, Shen Yueli didn't care about any of that and stayed by her husband's side.

"This is--?"

Chen Lianshu approached to take a closer look.

I tried pushing it first, but it was clear that it couldn't be moved by hand.

As for the damage?

He hadn't thought about it.

After all, with such tight security outside, there must be some precautions inside as well.

His gaze fell on the very obvious indentation in the stone gate.

This style—

For some reason, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

As if remembering something, Chen Lianshu immediately took out the Crimson Cry Blade that had just recognized its master and looked at the end of the hilt.

There is a gem embedded there.

The shape of the end also matches the recessed area of ​​the stone door perfectly.

"Give it a try?"

Shen Yueli offered her suggestion.

Without hesitation, Chen Lianshu pressed the hilt of the knife into the recess.

Suddenly, the surroundings began to shake.

With a scraping sound from the ground, the stone gate trembled slightly and slowly slid open to both sides.

Behind the entrance was a huge stone chamber.

The stone chamber displays a variety of ritual implements—

Swords, spears, halberds, cauldrons, jars, armor, and protective gear—the variety was dazzling and countless.

And their ranks are all quite high.

Although most of them are not as good as the guardian spirits patrolling outside, they have the advantage of sheer number.

"So many?"

Xiao Qingyao's beautiful eyes widened.

His gaze immediately fell on the place in the stone chamber where the spirit sword was stored.

As a sword cultivator, she was not interested in anything else, except for spirit swords, which she could not take her eyes off.

With just one glance, she could tell that these spirit swords were of high quality.

Even a random one is similar to the one I'm currently using.

Furthermore, various items for maintaining swords and materials for enhancing one's natal spirit sword are stored beneath the spirit sword.

She was completely captivated by the pile of spirit swords, ignoring even the other obviously better items.

After all, as a sword cultivator, she was poor!

Even for direct disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the cost of maintaining their spirit swords is enormous.

She could afford to raise one natal spirit sword, but she had to take care of twelve.

"We've struck it rich!"

Xiao Qingyao subconsciously took a step forward.

Suddenly—

"Buzz!"

The surrounding magical artifacts trembled in unison, as if issuing a warning.

"!"

The girl reacted quickly, immediately retracting her foot and taking several steps back before calming the magical treasure in the stone chamber.

"My husband, there."

Shen Yueli seemed to have discovered something and pointed in a direction.

"That's where the real good stuff is."

"?"

'

Chen Lianshu looked in the direction she was pointing.

It was a bronze cauldron, its body gleaming with an ancient luster, located in the very center of the stone chamber.

Above the mouth of the cauldron, purple mist swirled, seemingly nurturing something within it.