74: Chapter 74 Feng Qiange

[You bite your lips hard, swallowing the words "What relation is Feng Qianyue to you?" back down your throat.]

[That woman definitely didn't give you anything good, and the answer might just be hidden in why Feng Qiange wanted to take your heart. Neither of them is a good person; since you can't do anything about Feng Qianyue, scheming against one of them first isn't a loss.]

[And at this moment, you finally understand why the other person's mist of emotion was so thin. As expected, he is also a Grandmaster of Dao Deduction!]

["If you have anything you want to ask, this seat can satisfy you."]

[He leans against the giant boulder beside you, a hint of pity in his tone.]

["You are the first person who hasn't shown hatred toward me before dying. It's just a pity that I have a reason I must kill you."]

["The first?"]

[You catch the key point in his words.]

["Mm, Bai Youyou's mother was also killed by me."]

[Feng Qiange nods calmly.]

["She is not my biological daughter. I originally planned to use her familial affection as a target, but you, who accidentally stumbled in, seem even more suitable."]

["There should at least be a reason..."]

[You shift your body slightly, leaning weakly against his shoulder.]

[This time it isn't for the sake of being sentimental; you are genuinely about to die...]

[Feng Qiange glances sideways at you, but doesn't push you away, simply opening his mouth to softly answer your question.]

["For the Dao."]

[Before you can continue asking, he goes on to speak on his own:]

["Just like your Dao of Killing, what this seat walks is the Dao of Extreme Emotion."]

["The Dao of Extreme Emotion... But then you should..."]

[A flash of astonishment crosses your eyes. Anyone who didn't know would think he walked the Ruthless Dao!]

["I am the Fourth Prince of the Tianfeng Dynasty, originally an early-stage Deity Transformation cultivator. In order to shatter my Dao heart, that good sister of mine personally executed my wife."]

[Feng Qiange suddenly chuckles softly, his tone devoid of much chill, yet you can feel the surrounding temperature slowly dropping.]

[Mm... He must hate her to the extreme.]

["The sister I was once closest to killed the woman I loved most..."]

["So you entered demonic cultivation?"]

[Seeing him immersed in sorrow, you hurriedly interrupt him. People's joys and sorrows are not interconnected; you just think he is being long-winded.]

[After all, if he dawdles any longer, you are really going to die!]

["Demonic cultivation?"]

[Feng Qiange shakes his head.]

["What this seat cultivates is still the Dao of Extreme Emotion, but it requires taking ultimate, deep affection as firewood, supplemented by severing emotion, to continuously shatter and recast the heart fire and Dao foundation."]

[How perverted!]

["Since your sister hates you so much, why didn't she just kill you while you lost all your cultivation?"]

[Why bother plotting so troublesomely? And even implicate an innocent person like you.]

["This involves the secrets of the Tianfeng Dynasty and cannot be told to you."]

[Feng Qiange refuses to answer this question.]

[Sigh~]

[In the end, you still failed to extract any usable information, but it's not like you gained nothing at all. At the very least, you now know that this tiny Bailu City is actually a hell-difficulty dungeon...]

["Shou... cough cough cough... Now perhaps I should call you Qiange..."]

[Feeling your eyelids grow heavier and heavier, fresh blood continuously overflows from your mouth.]

[With a murky and obscure gaze, Feng Qiange looks at you. After putting away the heart, he still reaches out and pulls you into his embrace.]

["Hehe~"]

[You smile foolishly, using all your strength to reach out and touch his cheek.]

["Can you let me see your true appearance?"]

[Feng Qiange falls silent for a moment. The aura around his body shifts slightly, and his facial features ripple like water waves.]

[The illusion gradually fades away, revealing his original appearance.]

[The young man has a cascade of golden hair draped behind him, his pupils shimmering with golden radiance. His facial features are handsome and deep, exuding a sharp, oppressive beauty.]

[Old Su ah, your looks are about to drop to second place.]

[Feng Qiange!]

[This lady will remember you.]

[However, before dying, you must ruthlessly stab him as well.]

["Hu... Husband, you look so good~ It's just a pity... a pity that Qianqian can't accompany you any further."]

[You reach out to gently stroke his face, the reluctance in the depths of your eyes about to overflow.]

[Feng Qiange looks away, no longer making eye contact with you.]

["Do you have any final wishes?"]

[You stare at him for a moment before suddenly smiling sweetly.]

["On... Only wishing your heart... resembles my heart..."]

[Hehe~ I hope you can never completely sever this feeling.]

[Then that blood-stained, slender arm gradually slides down...]

[At the very last moment, you clearly see a hint of panic in the depths of Feng Qiange's eyes, along with a large mass of pink mist flying toward you.]

[You are dead!]

[Simulation ended]

[Evaluation: Without taking small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without gathering small streams, one cannot form rivers and seas. What I mean is: If you suck, practice more!]

[Damn it! You were even mocked by the system.]

["This bastard, his acting skills are actually more professional than mine, someone from Shanghai Theatre Academy!"]

[Lin Qingyu curses inwardly.]

[She did feel that Bai Shouzhuo had issues, but she didn't expect him to hide such a huge surprise.]

[The Fourth Prince of the Tianfeng Dynasty!]

[This grudge, I've also noted it down!]

[Comprehensive score: 100 (Too many big shots, performance is passable)]

[Obtained Evolution Points: 10 points]

[The current number of fixable traits is one. Do you want to fix this simulation's trait?]

[Lin Qingyu hesitates for a moment, thinking that she can replace it later anyway, and chooses to fix it.]

['Yes!']

[Trait "Still Charming" has been fixed!]

[This simulation's rewards:]

[First, this simulation's memories]

[Second, this simulation's cultivation base]

[Third, the items carried on the body at the end of the simulation]

[After calmly enjoying the mini-movie, Lin Qingyu even reviews it with relish for a few sentences.]

[Habit becomes second nature.]

[Following closely, a surge of warmth wells up from her dantian, sweeping through her entire body.]

[Lin Qingyu looks inward at herself, discovering that her dantian is undergoing a transformation at an extremely fast speed. The originally hazy area instantly opens up a singularity, which then slowly expands to form an independent space.]

[The originally gaseous spiritual qi contracts and condenses at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally transforming into droplets of spiritual liquid that enter her inner world.]

[Her aura also rises step by step accordingly. Spiritual light constantly flows around her body, her internal meridians relax, and her flesh and blood radiate glow.]

[Until at a certain moment, a sense of perfection comes from within her body.]

[Lin Qingyu slowly opens her eyes and punches through the air toward the distant stone couch.]

["Boom!"]

[The entire stone couch, along with three feet of ground, instantly shatters. Before the rubble can even splatter, it is completely ground into fine powder by the fist wind.]

[A Foundation Establishment expert is truly terrifying~!]

["From now on, among this batch of new disciples of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, this seat shall be supreme!!!"]

[Lin Qingyu gets up and places her hands behind her back, the corners of her mouth curling into an evil and charming arc.]

[At the end of Qi Refinement, who is the peak? Upon seeing Qingyu, the Dao turns to emptiness...]