Lord Jasmine's eyes were blazing, and there was a pool of spring water in his eyes. When he saw Qi Yuan appear, a bright red appeared at the end of his eyes.
"If you Taoist friends want it, what if I give you the secret of mythology?"
After all, if the master takes away the body of the bloody sword god.
Isn’t the mythical secret treasure just for the bloody-robed sword god?
"Look, I just said that Lord Jasmine wants to give me the secret treasure of myths!" Qi Yuan glanced at the old man Qishang, "You have no idea what kind of life a good-looking boy leads."
The old man Qishang blushed slightly and said no more.
Qi Yuan knows that if a man becomes aroused, nothing will happen to a woman, but if a woman takes the initiative, nothing will happen to a boy.
"So..." Qi Yuan's style changed at this moment, "How about I stop going to the Wind Palace and you confess your love directly here and give me the secret treasure of mythology?"
Qi Yuan thought very simply.
Anyway, the result is the same, so it’s better to skip the process and have Lord Jasmine give him the mythical secret directly.
Moreover, Qi Yuan feels that this is also a manifestation of his high emotional intelligence.
Lord Jasmine invited so many Yin gods and prepared to confess to him.
He will definitely refuse.
If there are too many people, it will bring disgrace to Lord Jasmine.
Therefore, by directly taking away the Mythical Secret Treasure, Lord Jasmine also avoided being embarrassed.
This is a win-win situation.
The smile on Lord Jasmine's face froze slightly. She naturally didn't know what Qi Yuan was thinking. She said coquettishly: "The slave family has specially prepared a big surprise. If fellow Taoist doesn't go, the slave family's hard work will be wasted."
As she spoke, her delicate body was about to lean against Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan dodged directly, not wanting to be touched by Lord Jasmine.
It would be bad if you get sick.
"It's hard to refuse such kindness, so I'll go to Feng Palace to have a look." Qi Yuan then agreed.
There was a look of regret in Lord Jasmine's eyes.
It's a pity that after today, she can only get the body of the bloody sword god, but not his heart, which makes her quite disappointed.
The two people turned into a stream of light and headed towards Feng Palace.
Feng Palace is also in Qinghong City, not very far from Qiudao Palace.
Soon, the two of them arrived at Feng Palace.
At this time, the Feng Palace was as bright as day, but it was extremely quiet and a bit eerie.
This is different from what Qi Yuan imagined.
"Isn't it possible that as soon as I entered, a bunch of people rushed up and shouted, 'Kiss her'?" Qi Yuan asked in surprise.
If so, that's quite embarrassing.
Lord Jasmine was slightly stunned, unable to understand Qi Yuan's brain circuit.
She chuckled lightly and meaningfully: "You will know everything after you go in."
"I hope it won't be too much of a surprise."
Following Lord Jasmine, the two landed outside a palace.
The door was pushed open at this moment, making a clanging sound.
The light in the palace shone on Qi Yuan's body, casting a long shadow.
Qi Yuan looked over expectantly, his pupils shrinking slightly at this moment.
I saw the huge palace, filled with the smell of blood, and more than twenty corpses of Yin gods lying scattered everywhere.
These Yin gods are all very familiar to Qi Yuan, having appeared at the celebration of the Genshin Sharing Meeting.
But now, these twenty-odd Yin gods died quietly in the Phoenix Palace, looking extremely miserable.
Among them, there was a corpse hanging on a big tree only ten meters away from Qi Yuan.
The corpse's eyes were wide open, as if it had seen something extremely terrifying.
Such a look rarely appears in the eyes of a powerful man of the level of Lord Yin Shen.
Moreover, this scene is also extremely weird.
The struggle between the Yins and gods will be dragged into the virtual realm.
These ghosts died in the palace, unknown.
At this time, a charming voice sounded in Qi Yuan's ears: "Fellow Taoist, do you like this surprise?"
Qi Yuan then turned to look at Lord Jasmine, with a look of pain and grief in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to be such a person!"
Qi Yuan was very angry and felt that he had ignored the dangers of people's hearts.
How evil is the human heart!
The blood-clothed sword god's reaction was very useful to Lord Jasmine.
She just likes to see such strong men with expressions of disbelief, anger and shock in their eyes.
"Just because you were afraid of failing to express your love, being seen by these people, and then feeling inferior to yourself, you got angry and killed these people?
You... don't deserve to like me!
I refuse your confession!" Qi Yuan was very angry and furious.
He already understood that Lord Jasmine knew that her confession would fail and killed the audience in advance.
This way, she won't have the embarrassment of failing to express her love.
"Ah?" Lord Jasmine was stunned.
Because of Qi Yuan's questioning, she didn't understand.
Why was he so angry?
Shouldn't he be afraid now?
"I feel sick being liked by a petty person like you!" Qi Yuan said angrily.
Lord Jasmine is completely clueless.
At this moment, a male voice sounded from behind Qi Yuan.
"My Taoist friend's behavior... is quite interesting."
Qi Yuan's left eye jumped again, so he turned around and looked at the source of the sound.
He immediately saw an ancient mirror.
The surface of the ancient mirror was stained with blood, and the frame was made of bronze with various strange patterns engraved on it.
[Tiankun Ancient Mirror, a treasured mirror from the Nine Heavens, this mirror is stained with ominous blood.]
In the ancient mirror, there was a person with his back to him.
Qi Yuan was slightly stunned: "Why are you turning your back to me? Why should you turn your back to the common people and be arbitrary for eternity?"
The back figure in the ancient mirror was stunned for a moment, and a confident voice came from this moment.
"I want to give you a great blessing, but I don't know if you will accept it or not?"
"What fortune?" Qi Yuan asked but he was not in a hurry at all.
"Fellow Taoist was born in the Canglan Realm, but he practices non-poisonous methods. He should also know some news about the Nine Heavens.
The good fortune I give to fellow Taoist is... to experience the majesty of the Nine Heavens with my fellow Taoist body!"
The voice from behind was full of confidence and yearning for the Nine Heavens.
"Speak humanly!" Qi Yuan frowned, "People with low emotional intelligence should be treated as mute, unable to speak clearly."
Lord Jasmine looked at the Blood-clothed Sword God with an expression on his face: "Master means that he wants to lend you your body and take it with him to the ninth heaven to pamper this slave.
This is the greatest opportunity in your life to escape from this cage and appreciate the scenery of the Nine Heavens..."
To be continued...