Si Nanyan stood with her hands clasped behind her back, pouting as she turned her head to look at Wen Zhixing.
The red dress had several ribbons, making it awkward to put on by herself, so she had to ask Wen Zhixing for help.
"Ahem!"
Wen Zhixing reluctantly stepped forward to help.
Sigh. Really, such a grown person, and yet he still had to fuss over her, he thought.
...
Soon, with Wen Zhixing’s help, Si Nanyan had completely donned the red dress.
After so thought, she added a belt, which outlined her figure even more strikingly.
"Does it look good?"
Si Nanyan twirled in front of Wen Zhixing, her long dress fluttering like a blooming flower.
Her beautiful eyes glistened, brimming with anticipation.
"It looks good."
Wen Zhixing naturally did not skimp on his complints.
A hint of pleasure appeared in Si Nanyan’s eyes, just as she was about to speak.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Outside the Refining Artifact Hall, a series of thunderous noises erupted.
Soone was attempting to break through the external array thod.
"Who is it!"
Wen Zhixing and Si Nanyan’s gazes both turned towards the outside.
"Master, I’ll go."
The smile on Si Nanyan’s face vanished. Her head tilted slightly back, her eyes revealing a hint of coldness.
Though her consciousness was newly ford, her body’s instinct made her naturally exude the deanour of a superior when facing outsiders.
"No need, let’s go out together," Wen Zhixing said, waving his hand.
Now, inside the Wonderous Palace, aside from Murong Fenghua, there aren’t many who could threaten her. No matter who ca, there was no need to worry, he mused.
Thinking this, Wen Zhixing suddenly rembered Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue inside his Universe Belt.
He had almost forgotten about them.
"Co out."
With a wave of Wen Zhixing’s large hand, the Universe Belt shimred with light.
Two figures instantly appeared from within it.
Just released, Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue were initially a bit disoriented, but they quickly recovered.
"Hmm?"
Wen Zhixing’s gaze fell on the two of them.
Both of them bore his slave imprint. The slave imprint would forcefully change a person’s thinking, making them unconsciously submit and fall, but he did not know how strong this effect was. All he knew was that if any rebellious thoughts erged, they would be directly erased. It was exceedingly tyrannical, he thought.
"Master."
At the sight of Wen Zhixing, the eyes of Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue revealed deep fanaticism and affection.
They then moved forward, wanting to snuggle up by his side.
However, without Wen Zhixing’s permission, they had to forcibly restrain themselves.
Through the connection between them, this feeling was directly transmitted into Wen Zhixing’s mind. The effect is this good, Wen Zhixing noted with so surprise. The effect was indeed beyond his expectations. Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue seed to have completely lost their sense of self. Aside from him, their eyes could no longer accommodate anyone else.
Si Nanyan glanced at Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue, a hint of displeasure in her eyes.
But since Wen Zhixing did not speak, she could only keep her dissatisfaction to herself, Si Nanyan thought.
"This state..."
Wen Zhixing frowned slightly; Yun Xinyue and Feng Ruoli’s state was a bit too much.
They hardly seed like normal people anymore, he considered.
[The current slave imprint is set to maximum effectiveness by default, you may manually adjust to restore the servant’s consciousness.]
[This operation may entail certain risks.]
[Do you wish to proceed with the adjustnt?]
"Adjust it!"
Seeing this panel prompt, Wen Zhixing imdiately decided.
He actually disliked Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue in such a state. He preferred servants who had their own thoughts, yet were loyally devoted to him, he reflected.
[Adjustnt complete.]
[Your servants’ consciousness has been restored.]
The next mont, Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue trembled, their gazes seemingly clearing.
They looked at each other, and both saw the shock in the other’s eyes.
They rembered everything that had happened before. Yet now, they harbored no thoughts of rebellion against Wen Zhixing. They understood that they had been marked with the slave imprint, but it all seed so natural.
"Master."
The eyes of Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue were slightly hazy.
Even though they had regained their own consciousness, it was just that—their consciousness, nothing more. That consciousness had already been subrged.
Wen Zhixing’s gaze swept over the two of them, and seeing that everything was normal, he nodded slightly.
This Enslave Skill truly deserves its Purple Quality status. He was quite satisfied with its effects, he thought.
"From now on, follow obediently," he said.
After speaking, Wen Zhixing turned around. "Let’s go. Follow out."
Si Nanyan was the first to keep up.
She tilted her head, eyeing Wen Zhixing’s wrist with eagerness. After much deliberation, she cautiously wrapped her arm around it.
Seeing that Wen Zhixing seed to have no reaction, a flicker of joy finally flashed across Si Nanyan’s face. She then resud her usual cool deanor.
Feng Ruoli, upon seeing this, imdiately followed suit and took Wen Zhixing’s other arm.
"Hmm?"
Si Nanyan imdiately turned her head, her eyes revealing displeasure.
She no longer recognized Feng Ruoli. She regarded Feng Ruoli’s actions as a direct challenge, Si Nanyan fud internally.
"Hmm?"
Feng Ruoli felt surprised.
She sensed the hostility from Si Nanyan. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but since Wen Zhixing was there, she had to suppress her confusion, Feng Ruoli mused.
Yun Xinyue, however, was more reserved; with her lower status, she could only follow silently behind.
As for all of this, Wen Zhixing was indifferent. He was too lazy to bother, and even lazier to explain, he thought.
The roaring sounds from outside grew louder and louder.
Array thods were being broken, one after another. These array thods were casually set up by Wen Zhixing, so breaking them was not difficult.
Right, I seem to have collected quite a few Fortune Fragnts these past few days, Wen Zhixing suddenly rembered. He had been fully focused on crafting puppets these days and hadn’t paid attention to his gains.
[Golden Fortune Fragnt 1, Current Golden Fortune Fragnts: 4/5.]
[Purple Fortune Fragnt 3, Current Purple Fortune Fragnts: 3/4.]
[Blue Fortune Fragnt 4, Current Blue Fortune Fragnts: 4/3.]
[White Fortune Fragnt 3, Current White Fortune Fragnts: 4/2.]
[Gray Fortune Fragnt 1, Current Gray Fortune Fragnts: 1/1.]
[Current life-span: 520.]
"Huh..."
Seeing his gains this ti, Wen Zhixing was slightly taken aback.
Although there were Golden Fortune Fragnts and Purple Fortune Fragnts, their numbers had clearly decreased. Even a lower-level Gray Fortune Fragnt had been collected. I guess the gains from Murong Fenghua will be less and less in the future, Wen Zhixing felt sowhat regretful. However, this was normal, as the quantity of higher-level Fortune Fragnts would only decrease over ti. It wasn’t a big problem; the gains were still good. At least they were much better than what he usually obtained. Just one more Purple Fortune Fragnt and one more Golden Fortune Fragnt were needed to complete their sets. I should check out the completed fortunes this ti, Wen Zhixing wasn’t greedy. Now that his great revenge had been achieved, he could afford to take his ti.
...
「Outside the array thod,」
Bai Luqiu furrowed her brows slightly.
In the past few days, she had successfully rescued all disciples of the Righteous Sun Sect within the Wonderous Palace. Regrettably, so were beyond saving. Shen Lingjun was alright but would need so ti to recover. Bai Luqiu had done her utmost, but sotis, not everything in life goes as one wishes.
Imdiately after rescuing the disciples, she began to look for Wen Zhixing.
However, inside the Wonderous Palace, it was as if Wen Zhixing’s presence had vanished. Not just Wen Zhixing, even Si Nanyan and Feng Ruoli had disappeared without a trace.
Bai Luqiu suddenly felt panicked.
She was worried that sothing had happened to Wen Zhixing. It’s okay, it’s okay. Wen is so steady; it’s unlikely anything has happened to him. Perhaps he’s inside this Refining Artifact Hall, she thought, trying to reassure herself.
She had more or less searched the entire Wonderous Palace. Her heart had already sunk. As she looked at the Refining Artifact Hall covered in array thods, hope surged again in her heart.
BOOM!
Just as Bai Luqiu was about to take action again, all the array thods simply vanished into smoke, clearly deactivated by soone.
As the smoke cleared, several figures slowly erged.
"Luqiu," Wen Zhixing’s voice was the first to be heard.
Bai Luqiu’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a look of delighted surprise spread across her face.
Wen was really here!
However, the next mont, she saw Si Nanyan and Feng Ruoli, one on each side, holding Wen Zhixing’s arms, walking forward.
Even Yun Xinyue was following behind them.
Bai Luqiu’s expression instantly stiffened, and her fist clenched tightly!
What on earth had this rascal been up to these past few days!
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