CHAPTER 217: CHAPTER 163: COULD THIS BE THE TRADITION OF THE WONDEROUS PALACE? [SEEKING SUBSCRIPTION]

"This deity wants to see just what is going on."

Murong Fenghua’s eyes emitted a bewitching radiance.

HUM!

Divine Consciousness Power swept towards Wen Zhixing quietly and without trace.

Under the bright moonlight.

WHOOSH.

A cool night breeze blew past.

"Who’s there?!"

Wen Zhixing felt a chill in his heart as he sensed something amiss and whirled around sharply.

The night wind brushed against his cheeks.

Before him, there was only pitch-black darkness. Was there truly no sign of anyone?

However, his inner alarms were blaring nonstop. This was his body’s instinctual response to a detected crisis.

An illusion, perhaps?

Wen Zhixing frowned, muttering to himself as he shook his head and slowly turned back around, an expression of incomprehension on his face.

Damn, did I just see a ghost or what!

However, the moment he turned his head, his heart trembled violently.

It wasn’t that Wen Zhixing couldn’t see any figures. But he could see Fortune Fragments!

Just now, he saw an immense number of Fortune Fragments shimmering in the void. Yet, beneath the Fortune Fragments, there was no one to be seen.

Clearly, this wasn’t about seeing ghosts. It was someone using a secret skill to conceal their presence, following right behind him.

It must be said, with the Fortune Fragments present, no concealment secret skills could hide from his sight.

This might count as a hidden feature, then, he thought.

Damn it, the person following me... couldn’t be...

Wen Zhixing adjusted his breathing, careful not to show even the slightest anomaly.

Anyone who could follow him so closely must be no simple character.

Wen Zhixing naturally formed a guess in an instant.

Murong Fenghua!

Yes, it was Murong Fenghua.

Because there were far too many high-grade Fortune Fragments present. Apart from Murong Fenghua, there should be no one else inside the Wonderous Palace who possessed so many Fortune Fragments. Nor would anyone else possess such formidable strength.

Most crucially, within his Sea of Sense, his two white tiger genius spirits seemed to be reacting to something. Only the approach of Murong Fenghua could cause such a reaction from them.

However, the comforting nourishment of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder was so comfortable that the two Genius Spirits, one large and one small, merely turned over before slowly becoming still again.

It’s definitely her!

Wen Zhixing’s heartbeat skipped a beat instantly.

Murong Fenghua had awakened too quickly. According to what Liu Qingxuan said, she shouldn’t have awakened so soon.

Could it be because I took her white tiger genius spirit that she woke up early to find me? Wen Zhixing thought.

But... he hadn’t abducted the white tiger genius spirit. It had barged in on its own accord!

Keep calm... Wen Zhixing continually admonished himself in his heart. After all, Murong Fenghua was an ancestor of the Wonderous Palace. She probably wouldn’t stoop to attacking a junior like him. When the time came, he would simply return the white tiger genius spirit.

With this thought, Wen Zhixing’s inner turmoil settled somewhat. He continued to rush forward and adopted a guarded manner.

Behind him, Murong Fenghua continued to watch Wen Zhixing with a frown.

This child can actually sense my presence.

Murong Fenghua’s eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of astonishment. She had been surprised enough already when the white tiger genius spirit entered Wang Shouzhen’s body. She had not expected to be even more astonished now.

Just moments ago, she had scanned Wen Zhixing’s body with her spiritual sense. Intending to see just what was going on, she instead found herself noticed by Wen Zhixing almost instantly.

With her level of cultivation, even though she hadn’t recovered to her peak, she shouldn’t have been discovered by a mere Fourth Realm cultivator.

The secret skill on this child is also extraordinary, even able to block my spiritual sense.

Now, Murong Fenghua truly became interested. A mere Fourth Realm cultivator was actually able to block her probing.

Indeed, not simple.

She originally wanted to call back her white tiger genius spirit directly, but now she wasn’t in a hurry anymore. She could feel that the white tiger genius spirit had gained some benefits, and its condition was excellent at the moment.

Besides, her divine soul hadn’t fully recovered, so she was unable to fuse it with the genius spirit to form a primordial spirit. Moreover, she could always feel the presence of the two white tiger genius spirits. Feeling their presence momentarily might be considered a misperception. But if she felt it every time, it must be true.

Should I crack open this person’s skull to have a look right now?

Murong Fenghua’s gaze became increasingly bewitching.

Murong Fenghua wouldn’t be so devoid of martial ethics, would she?

Wen Zhixing suddenly felt his entire body tighten. Am I going to lose my life here today?

Fortunately, in the end, Murong Fenghua did not make her move.

And so the two of them, one in front and one behind, headed towards the small courtyard where Wen Zhixing resided.

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"Wang, you’re back."

As soon as Wen Zhixing touched down from mid-air, Xiao Rou came smiling out from Inside the house, her pert backside swaying. Clearly, she had been waiting for Wen Zhixing.

"Mhm."

Wen Zhixing nodded. His expression was far from pleasant, since he still had someone following him. He didn’t even have to feign his annoyance—it was genuinely plain to see.

Xiao Rou didn’t mind. After all, Wen Zhixing had never treated her well.

"Wang, the hot water is ready..."

Xiao Rou lifted her sweet face, a smile blooming, ready to serve Wen Zhixing in bathing and dressing. As a qualified maidservant, she would not inquire about what Wen Zhixing had been doing.

"No need."

Wen Zhixing waved his large hand dismissively, rejecting the offer.

Had it been before, he definitely would have taken the opportunity to bathe and then engage in some ’sparring’ with Xiao Rou. That was indeed his plan. But now things were different. Murong Fenghua was right behind him.

Doing such a thing in front of another person? Who knew how Murong Fenghua would react? He really couldn’t do it; the pressure was too great.

"Perhaps you’re tired, Wang? Then let me warm your bed for you."

Upon hearing his response, Xiao Rou quickly followed Wen Zhixing’s footsteps and spoke up.