Is it wrong to want to marry a weapon?

A moment later, Huang Fei suddenly realized what she was saying and asked, "Wait...? What did you just say? You have someone you want to form a contract with! Who is it!?"

"But how could any weapon refiner be unwilling to form a contract with you?"

"Isn't the other party a Sun Wheel Refiner? How come they don't even think much of you...?"

Huang Fei could hardly believe it.

The Wind-type Super Grade Sun Wheel - Moonlit Dance is a newly created Super Grade spiritual weapon. It has achieved its current strength in just over ten years. Most importantly... it has never been contracted with a master, nor has it been inscribed with any spiritual skills. It is pure and flawless, and its future potential is immeasurable!

How could any weapon refiner possibly turn down the favor of Moonlit Dance?

Huang Fei guessed, "Could it be that the other person has been kept on tenterhooks by you for too long and has turned their love into hatred?"

"How could this be?!" Yuehua Tianwu said, her voice trembling with tears, "The other person is Princess Zijing, the champion of the Holy Land Competition! I know about her now, and I even watched her match against you on your human electronic devices."

Initially, Princess Zijing did not agree to form a contract with him, but instead chose the corrupt Yu Dao Miyin.

Now, after watching the live stream of the Holy Land Grand Tournament on an electronic device gifted to her by a fan, Yuehua Tianwu is even more heartbroken.

She watched as Princess Zijing defeated Consort Huang, Liu Xianming, and Pei Yupao...

In particular, Princess Zijing's battle, in which she displayed the Sun Wheel technology, completely captivated Moonlit Dance!

She often couldn't help but fantasize about what would have happened if Princess Zijing had made a contract with her instead of Yu Dao Miyin...

The one who will amaze the world at the Holy Land Grand Competition is very likely to be yourself!

Why doesn't she like herself?

Why can't we choose ourselves...?

This has become Yuehua Tianwu's biggest regret. She can no longer even imagine being willing to form a contract with other Sun Wheel Refiners in the future.

Upon hearing the name Princess Zijing, Consort Huang remained silent for a moment before smiling wryly and saying, "Never mind, just pretend I didn't ask."

As they finished speaking, they approached the entrance to the fifth floor of the Tower of Night-Shining Pearls.

Gazing at the palace gates so close at hand, Consort Huang said in a low voice, "Be careful, the wind is coming!"

A terrifying blue tornado was brewing in the night sky, about to descend...

Huang Fei was surrounded by a sky full of starlight.

Moonlight also enveloped Yuehua Tianwu's body, and a dreamlike moonlight gently flowed, forming an illusory shield of moonlight in front of her.

"boom!!!!!!"

A blue tornado descended from the sky in an instant, engulfing the two people in the blink of an eye and hurtling for miles.

Until everything in front of them was swallowed up by the blue gale, almost 90% of the weapon refiners and spiritual weapons that had entered the fifth level were blasted away. This terrifying power lasted for nearly several tens of seconds before it finally subsided.

When the storm subsided.

Huang Fei dissipated her spiritual energy, her expression changing slightly: "The consumption of spiritual energy was too great. The fifth floor should be our limit... I've heard that unless one becomes a super-level weapon refiner or a guardian-level super-grade spiritual weapon, it's indeed very difficult to set foot on the sixth and seventh floors of the Night Pearl Tower."

Yuehua Tianwu, who was standing next to her, also said breathlessly, "But we should be among the first to arrive at the fifth floor, right?"

She pushed open the door and went inside.

What comes into view is an incomparably magnificent jade palace.

The viscosity of its internal spiritual energy far exceeds the comprehension of ordinary weapon refiners!

Even Yuehua Tianwu said with some admiration, "I didn't have the qualifications to enter the Tower of Night-Shining Pearls a few years ago. It wasn't until I entered the eighth district of the Night-Shining Pearls two years ago that I tried to climb to the fourth floor."

"And this fifth floor has far more spiritual energy than the fourth floor~~~~"

Huang Fei said, "According to the plan, let's first look for any newly derived spiritual weapon materials and spiritual embryos. There's no need to rush into seclusion."

The two walked into the palace while talking.

After all, it is a spiritual secret realm derived from the core area of ​​the Night Pearl, very close to the place where the fallen emperor fell. Each level of the Night Pearl Tower is extremely huge, like a maze.

The virtual battle equipment cannot even fully survey the terrain of the Tower of the Night Pearl; it can only simulate the first floor of the Tower of the Night Pearl.

However, when the two reached the entrance to the maze...

Huang Fei and Yuehua Tianwu were both startled. When they saw the figure in front of them, their pupils contracted slightly, and their spiritual energy was stretched to the limit!

who! ?

At this very moment, not far ahead in front of the maze... three figures were looking at them simultaneously. They didn't make a sound or even let out a breath, which almost startled the two of them.

At the very front, a tall girl with long, flowing black hair, as if shrouded in black smoke, sat on the ground, with a jet-black spirit embryo embedded in her forehead.

Meanwhile, another girl with long, dark purple hair, skin as withered and rotten as leaves, and an ugly appearance comparable to a ghost, with a scarlet spiritual embryo imprinted on her forehead, gave the two of them a cold look.

The last one...

She was a weapon refiner wearing a black trench coat, her sleeves tucked in, leaning against a corner.

Two top-grade spiritual weapons, and a weapon refiner?

Under the gaze of the three, Huang Fei and Yuehua Tianwu's bodies seemed to freeze, becoming extremely stiff.

what the hell! ?

When did they arrive at the fifth floor of the Night Pearl?

Furthermore, what is this terrifying omen, this illusion that feels like being dragged into an abyss?

Huang Fei and Yuehua Tianwu quickly assessed the disparity in strength between themselves and their enemies, and even considered turning around and running away.

Fortunately, the three of them only glanced at them before looking away and continuing to concentrate on their meditation.

"..."

"..."

After being stunned for about ten seconds, Huang Fei finally came to her senses and, together with Yuehua Tianwu, tacitly entered another passage.

After walking a distance, Consort Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Slightly bewildered, she asked, "Are they top-grade spiritual artifacts living in the ninth district of the Night Pearl? Do you know them...?"

"I don't know him/her, I've never seen him/her before."

Yuehua Tianwu shook her head in lingering fear, and added, "Also... they should be at the level of guarding spiritual artifacts. I couldn't sense such an astonishing aura on any of the other spiritual artifacts in the Ninth District!"

"Not only that, but there's even a weapon refiner mixed in with them. Huang Fei, didn't you say that no super-level weapon refiners would enter this time when the Night Pearl Tower opens?"

"I don't know either..." Consort Huang said with lingering fear, "However, it shouldn't have anything to do with us. Maybe they just came in to cultivate?"

After noticing that the two had left.

The woman with long, dark purple hair and a terrifying appearance then said coldly, "What? Didn't you want to kill those two things earlier?"

"We don't care about you, but it's a bit hard to explain that a weapon refiner like you would appear at the burial site of Princess Zijing, isn't it?"

"Your side of weapon refiners has always been much more troublesome."

"..."

Leaning against the wall, the woman in the trench coat said coldly, "Let's not cause any trouble before Princess Zijing arrives, lest she sense something and become wary."

"Kill her first, then we can deal with the other two."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, the woman shrouded in black smoke chuckled softly: "They're going to die just because they encountered us? Their luck is truly terrible."

The sub-poster retorted:

"No, they died not because of bad luck, nor because they happened to run into us and got caught up in it, but because of their weakness—pure weakness."

She said hoarsely, "The weak will not be favored by heaven."

"Today, anyone who dares to step into this level, whether a weapon refiner or a spirit artifact master, deserves to die."

"If anyone's to blame, it's that they're too weak..."

"..."

"..."

"Is that so?" Just then, an indifferent voice suddenly came from around the corner of the maze.

A girl with long, white-purple hair walked directly into the palace.

As soon as Lu Chan entered the maze, he heard the three talking.

She narrowed her pale purple eyes slightly and asked softly, "So, the reason why the Deputy Lord wants to kill me here is because my strength is too weak?"

Upon seeing Lu Chan, both magical artifacts simultaneously rose from the ground.

They had sensed the presence of the newcomers long ago.

She is Princess Zijing...

Among them, the spirit artifact with long, dark purple hair, Di Ting You Ming, gradually revealed an extremely distorted expression, his anger reaching an unbearable level.

Last time, within the curfew-bound forbidden zone of the Eight Underworld Kings, in her palace, Princess Zijing used the rule that curfew prevented the release of spiritual energy to cut off a piece of her own broken iron, causing herself to suffer an unprecedented severe injury.

She vowed never to become a magical artifact again until she avenged this grudge!

But next...

Lu Chan walked up to the three of them with an air of nonchalance, as if no one else was there.

She chuckled sweetly, "Even Di Ting Youming is here! How wonderful, all the demons and monsters are gathered at one table now. It saves me the trouble of coming to find you in person again."

Hearing this...

Di Ting Youming frowned slightly and said in a gloomy tone:

"I'm going to kill her right now, don't interfere."

boom! ! ! !

A terrifying purple beam of light erupted from her body, and in her hand... a crimson moon-shaped spiritual weapon, resembling rotting flesh, appeared.

[Dark-type Superior Moon Wheel - Listening to the Netherworld!!!]

At the same time, another woman shrouded in black smoke also emitted thick plumes of black smoke, and a heavy, black sword engraved with a skull appeared in her hand.

[Dark-type Superior Heavy Blade - Crescent Skull Severance]

Half-Moon Skull said coldly, "Princess Zijing, this shouldn't be our first battle, right? Last time, the weapon refiner who controlled me was a piece of trash. This time... I won't give you any chance."

Only the cloaked woman seemed lost in thought. After a few seconds, she frowned and said, "You knew who I was? Did you know I would be waiting for you here?"

"Forget it, let's beat her half to death first before interrogating her."

They firmly believed that Princess Zijing could not possibly survive a single second under the combined attack of the three!

The first to make a move was the Listening Netherworld...

Di Ting Youming spun the moon wheel in his hand rapidly and then swung it forward with a sudden motion.

"Whoosh!!" A huge purple moon blade slashed out wildly, like a crescent moon, and struck in front of Lu Chan.

Seeing this, Miss Nanhe, with her long blue hair, skillfully opened the umbrella sword in her hand and shielded Lu Chan's face.

As the purple crescent moon approached, it was immediately swallowed up by ripples, leaving only a trace of its aura that flew to Lu Chan's eyes.

The next second, before anyone could even react, Nan He stretched out a slender little hand towards them and softly murmured:

"Superior Spiritual Skill: Deep Sea Deterrence"

Wow!!!

In an instant, the three of them were surrounded by the deep sea; ripples spread through the air, making it impossible to breathe or think... They could only feel their bodies falling deeper and deeper into the sea.

Is this an illusion?!

No... this is also a fear-type spiritual technique!!!

It's a group activity!!!

The deputy master of the Dark Moon Tower was the first to recover from his shock at the spiritual technique, shouting in horror, "Be careful!!! This weapon refiner was hiding his strength during the Holy Land Grand Competition!!!"

But before she could finish speaking...

Nanhe, however, activated her spiritual skill once again: "Superior Spiritual Skill - Deep Sea Deterrence"

"Cough cough!!" Once again overwhelmed by the collective fear, the deputy host, who had just been speaking, immediately choked on a mouthful of water, coughing as he recovered from the fear.