Chapter 152 Feng Qing'er's conquest is successful!

Feeling the trace of Bloodline connection from her fellow clansman, Feng Qing'er couldn't help but have her eyes turn red, her expression one of extreme fury.

Gu He noticed something was wrong with her expression and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qing'er let out a cold sneer, and in an instant, her Dou Qi surged around her. "That person's Puppet is a member of our Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan."

"He used the corpse of our clansman to make a Puppet. Did he get our consent? Did he ask the person themselves?"

Feng Qing'er's voice wasn't loud, but it was heard by the green-robed man. He turned around and saw Feng Qing'er's holy-looking, oval face. His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of lust.

He didn't seem to hear Feng Qing'er's words clearly, thinking she was interested in his methods of refining and taming Puppets. He immediately approached her quickly, his eyes leering.

"Does little sister also want to learn about Puppets from me? Big brother can teach you—"

As those hands reached out, almost touching Feng Qing'er's face, Gu He suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Crack!

Crack—!

In a breath's time, the green-robed man's wrist was snapped by Gu He, and his arm was broken as well.

The green-robed man's face turned blue and purple instantly. The piercing pain coming from his bone marrow was something he had never felt in his entire life.

"Heh, not everyone is someone you can harass," Gu He sneered.

Feng Qing'er wasn't polite either.

"Three Thousand Lightning Movement!"

Her Three Thousand Lightning Movement had long been Cultivated to the highest Realm, making it very effective against enemies.

However, the green-robed man was no fool. He quickly recovered and channeled his Dou Qi, forming a protective shield. The Dou Qi acted like hard armor, protecting his most vital areas.

Then, he shouted as if calling for reinforcements, "Feng Long!"

Hearing his name called by his contract master, the black-robed old man lifted his eyelids, but unexpectedly, he didn't move.

"Feng Long, save me!!" Realizing something was wrong, the green-robed man shouted again in a hurry.

Feng Long still didn't move.

Originally, he should have acted upon his master's command, but as a Dou Zong level Puppet, he had retained a portion of his memories.

He remembered clearly—

He was a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

And the young girl in front of him, wearing a pink top and blue skirt, looking at him with pain in her eyes, shared a Bloodline connection with him.

The Bloodlines of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan were faintly attracting each other. Though the connection was extremely weak, it was inseparable.

Using all his lifelong patience and restraint, Feng Long temporarily suppressed the connection between Puppet and master.

He didn't want to be controlled anymore!

Suddenly, as if caught off guard yet also as if it were long premeditated, he used all his Dou Qi to strike a palm against his own chest—

Of course, for his Puppet body, the impact wasn't that great; it could only be said to have barely suppressed the master's command over him.

Seeing his Puppet not obeying, and with Feng Qing'er's continuous attacks, her Three Thousand Lightning Movement finally broke through his defense.

The green-robed man was terrified. "Three... Three Thousand Lightning Movement! I, I know your Pa-Pavilion Master... I..."

Feng Qing'er glanced at him indifferently.

"Wind Lightning Power!"

An attack blending Wind and Lightning attributes struck straight toward the green-robed man's throat.

"Ah!"

The green-robed man closed his mouth, only to open it again quickly. He felt as if a bolt of lightning the size of a bowl had crawled into his throat like a worm, slithering through his esophagus in a sticky, nauseating way.

A moment later, he was foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

"I really want to... kill him." Feng Qing'er's eyes were very dark.

Gu He could see that she was in a very bad mood. Feng Qing'er was a very proud person who always took pride in her Family and often put the glory of her clan first, possessing a strong sense of belonging.

Seeing the corpse of her own clansman refined into a Puppet, living a muddled existence after death without peace, she naturally felt terrible.

Gu He sighed. "After he dies, the Puppet will become masterless. In a few days, someone else might contract him again. A Puppet remains a Puppet, day after day, year after year."

Feng Qing'er rarely heard Gu He speak such a long passage. She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Is being a Puppet a new life, or a nightmare?

After the rescued white-robed man offered his thanks, he limped away with his white robe, which had turned dusty after being kicked several times.

According to him, the two didn't know each other at all. The green-robed man had taken a fancy to the Spiritual Pool he had reserved and wanted to seize it by force. When the white-robed man refused, he was immediately knocked to the ground by the green-robed man's Puppet.

While pondering the issue of the Puppet, Feng Qing'er looked at the elderly Puppet named 'Feng Long'.

Feng Long said nothing.

Feng Qing'er met his gaze, and after a long time, she finally spoke slowly.

"Grandpa... Feng Long, let me take you home."

Feng Long's eyelids twitched, and his aged eyes blinked.

When Feng Long died, Feng Qing'er hadn't been born yet, so it was normal for her not to know him. Naturally, Feng Long didn't know that after his death, the younger generation of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan had not failed their ancestors' expectations, possessing amazing talent and constantly working hard at their Cultivation.

Neither knew the other; they only moved according to their hearts and that faint Bloodline connection.

Feng Qing'er asked Gu He to erase Feng Long's Soul imprint and decided to take the elderly Feng Long back home.

The corners of her eyes were red, as if peach blossom petals had been crushed within them.

"I'm sorry... I ruined your mood for soaking in the Spiritual Spring. I didn't expect this to happen either."

"I must take my clansman home and give my Family an explanation."

"Our Heavenly Demon Phoenix Bloodline is very powerful. Previously, many experts went out to travel and explore; some returned safely, while others vanished without a trace. As a member of the Feng Family, I must bring my Family back."

Feng Qing'er lowered her head for a moment. For some reason, she was exceptionally emotional today. She raised her finger, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertip, then looked up and revealed a beautiful smile.

"So, I have to say goodbye to you now!"

Then, as if making up for something, she murmured, "My parents might miss me too."

Feng Qing'er's farewell came so suddenly that Gu He was somewhat surprised.

He conveniently ignited his Heavenly Flame and burned the green-robed man's clothes, leaving only the vital parts covered so that he would be embarrassed to cover himself when he woke up naked.

While he was acting, he wondered why Feng Qing'er was saying goodbye, but then, amidst Feng Qing'er's tearful smile, he heard the System prompt.

[Ding! Target Feng Qing'er's favorability toward the host has increased by 36%, current favorability is 71%!]

[Favorability has reached the target, automatic unbinding in progress...]

[Congratulations to the host for a successful strategy!]

[host's remaining strategy targets: Medusa, Zi Yan]

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