292: Donor, why are you swollen?

“Master.”

Ji Xianzi’s face darkened upon hearing this, and she said coldly.

Although she didn't understand what 'fleecing the sheep' meant, she could roughly grasp what the other party was trying to express.

This Devil Head is truly too shameless!

Before her anger could boil over, she felt her delicate body being lifted by an invisible, immense force supporting her hips and back, naturally suspending her in the air.

“Good, a servant must have the awareness of a servant.”

Chu Feng waved his hand, and Ji Xianzi floated up.

Suddenly, a moon-white immortal robe appeared on her, draping over her body.

Her pupils constricted; this immortal robe, draped over her, was clearly a Supreme-grade congenital dao artifact.

Too arrogant!

Chu Feng wasn't being arrogant; he genuinely didn't have many women's clothes, so he just picked one at random.

He flipped his palm, and a crimson bead appeared in his hand: “Take this, and go to the Supreme Realm.”

Ji Xianzi looked at the bead; inside its amber-like crimson body, billions of black lines flew mysteriously, as if outlining the most divine Dao patterns in the world.

“Formation Dao?”

“You also understand Formation Dao?”

Her insight was extraordinary; although she couldn't fully comprehend this crimson bead, she discerned that it was a Formation bead of extremely terrifying quality!

It contained profound and unfathomable Formation Dao!

This made her look at Chu Feng with astonishment!

One must know that Formation Dao is a Supreme Great Dao that requires infinite time to study.

What it requires is not just time, but also extremely strong Formation Dao talent, tireless patience, and perseverance.

This Devil Head, who only knew about debauchery and unrestrained indulgence, seemed completely unrelated to Formation Dao.

Yet, this Formation bead was so profound that it made her look sideways!

Moreover, she could confirm that this Formation bead was carved by Chu Feng; she was simply too familiar with his aura!

This person's Formation Dao was actually terrifying to such an extent, making it incomprehensible to her.

Chu Feng had no obligation to answer her.

As Ji Xianzi gazed at the crimson Formation bead, she felt the space shift.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

...

The familiar sound of the Time River tributary came, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Feng had already brought her back to the old place.

However, the Xu Shen Ancient Realm had been destroyed, and the Ascension Ladder had also been annihilated in the waters of the Time River.

“How can we go to the Supreme Realm now?”

Ji Xianzi looked at the light blue rivers filled with Time Dao principles, and a question suddenly arose in her heart.

For the Supreme Realm to enter the Supreme Realm, without a suitable entrance, even a Heavenly God would find it difficult to directly break in.

The question mark above her head hadn't fully risen yet.

She saw the man beside her casually point a finger at a spot above the river.

Ji Xianzi’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes involuntarily widened; she saw that above the river, a dark vortex was suddenly opened by that finger, emitting an infinite pulling force.

The Chaos Space, which required the Ascension Ladder to reach, this man pointed it out with a single finger??

“Go.”

“Once you reach the Supreme Realm, give this Formation bead to a bald man, and that will be all.”

Chu Feng ordered the little white mouse.

As a Demon Servant also pursued by the Hongmeng Great Dao, he really wanted to see what kind of waves Ji Xianzi would stir up in the Supreme Realm.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xianzi pursed her lips and stepped forward, her jade feet treading on the Void Realm, ignoring him, and walking silently towards the opened Chaos vortex.

Chu Feng watched her back and wasn't worried that she wouldn't complete the task.

According to the Hongmeng Great Dao, as his Demon Servant, she had to fulfill his commands, no matter how excessive the request.

Just as Ji Xianzi was about to step into the Chaos vortex, Chu Feng suddenly thought of something and called out to her: “Wait.”

Ji Xianzi’s brows furrowed slightly, her exquisitely beautiful melon-seed face twisted slightly, her half-revealed profile carrying a hint of displeasure.

The next second.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she saw the Black-robed Man flash, suddenly appearing in front of her.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and, with lightning speed, pressed his lips against her soft ones.

“Wuwu… wuwuwu…”

She instinctively pushed him away!

Unfortunately, it was of no use whatsoever.

The moment Chu Feng forcibly kissed her, a wisp of strange purple Qi surged from his mouth into her delicate one.

After a few minutes, he released her, looking at Ji Xianzi’s slightly swollen lips, and smiled faintly: “Don’t recover, just go in.”

Ji Xianzi stared straight at him, indignant: “Shameless! Lecherous!”

Especially after hearing Chu Feng’s instruction to her, her heart was filled with extreme vexation!

She turned and walked away, fleeing like a bird into the Chaos vortex, and the moment she turned her head, the grievances she had suffered these past few days inexplicably surged, completely shattering her resilient Dao Heart.

Two lines of clear tears unconsciously flowed from her eyes.

This Devil Head was truly too much of a bully.

Not only did he reverse her Heavenly Mandate Protagonist identity, changing her into a fallen villain.

He also shamelessly humiliated her, trained her, and now, making her go to the Supreme Realm to meet someone with swollen lips, forbidding her to recover—this was clearly leaving a mark, showing off to the world!

She was completely broken.

Watching Ji Xianzi leave in tears, Chu Feng said regretfully: “What a pity, if she were still the Heavenly Mandate Protagonist, this wave could have yielded quite a few treasure chests.”

He didn't care what Ji Xianzi thought.

No matter how urgent, it wouldn't come to this.

Giving her a kiss at the end didn't have so many evil intentions; it was just a guarantee.

Chu Feng’s True God will, with the power of the Heavenly Mystery Array, enveloped the Supreme Realm.

Ji Xianzi passed through the Chaos Space, following closely, appearing in that even more vast world.

Her white robe fluttered, and Dao principles surged; the moment her figure stepped into the Supreme Realm.

As if sensing something, the seven-colored river suddenly became turbulent!

At the same time.

In her chest, wisps of purple Qi, just infused by Chu Feng, naturally emanated, enveloping her figure.

The seven-colored river gradually returned to calm, as if there were no ripples, nothing had happened.

Chu Feng, observing through the Heavenly Mystery Array, saw this, his eyes indifferent, his killing intent boiling.

Ji Xianzi trod on the starry sky, gazing up at the firmament, watching the Great Dao Long River flow slowly; she fixed her gaze on the seven-colored river, her eyes filled with sorrow.

She also sensed the purple Qi swirling around her, her eyes equally indifferent, with deep annoyance in their depths.

She lightly brushed her jade hand, wanting to dispel the purple Qi permeating around her, but unfortunately, it had no effect whatsoever.

She bit her swollen lips with her silver teeth, her chest heaving, and the more she looked at the purple Qi, the angrier she became.

But she had no choice; she had to carry out her master’s mission.

Ji Xianzi murmured: “This dog… master, is vague, how am I to find a bald man in the vast Supreme Realm?”

She held the crimson Formation bead, and her Heavenly God will swept out, covering all directions.

Soon, a look of shock flashed in her eyes: “Someone is setting up a Formation, refining the Eastern Wasteland Great Domain?”

The Eastern Wasteland Great Domain was but a grain of sand in the Supreme Realm, and she easily sensed the vast Formation, her heart greatly shaken.

Besides the Formation, she also successfully sensed the figure of the monk Chu Feng had mentioned.

Of course, the other party also discovered her.

Without Ji Xianzi having to do anything, a monk carrying a black iron halberd soon emerged from the end of the starry sky.

The monk looked young, with a benevolent face and kind eyes; seeing Ji Xianzi standing in the distance, like a cold goddess from the Guanghan Star, he couldn't help but bow from afar: “This humble monk Wanderer Bitter, greets Benefactress.”

Ji Xianzi said coldly: “Scarlet Sand.”

When traveling outside, walking the Jianghu, she naturally wouldn't easily reveal her true identity; following her past habits, she gave the name Scarlet Sand.

Wanderer Bitter’s eyes flickered as he observed Ji Xianzi’s exquisite and cold face, finally resting his gaze on her swollen lips, and he said in surprise: “Benefactress Scarlet Sand, why are you swollen?”