"Feifei, I'm so cold," said Fatty, hugging the Shampo doll and looking at the red-clothed Feifei.
"What is this?" Yaoguang's ethereal voice came out as she looked at the Shampo in Fatty's arms.
Fatty looked at his arms, then at Wang Fei beside him, and was instantly confused.
Beside them, Professor Li and the others felt an even deeper chill.
"I feel like the temperature has doubled from before," Shirley Yang said, frowning.
Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi were also puzzled. Why had it suddenly gotten so cold?
Could it be that they had discovered Shampo's corpse?
"It's fine, maybe those dolls just changed somehow," Zhang Tian said. There was no other situation around, so it should be okay.
At this moment, on Fatty's side, something was happening.
"Feifei, listen to my sophistry, no, explanation!" Fatty looked at the doll in his arms and then at Feifei, instantly understanding the reason for the situation. He quickly waved his hands, his voice even a little stuttered.
"Do you want to take a concubine?" Wang Fei's voice came again.
Fatty raised his hands, shaking his head like a rattle, and threw the doll down. Perhaps due to the age of the rope, it snapped as Fatty threw it.
The imprisoned Shampo was stunned. She had just witnessed domestic violence! However, her gaze shifted to the red-clothed figure above. She could feel that the person above was much more powerful than her, possibly even surpassing her in strength.
"Uh, Feifei, I am innocent."
"She was seducing me!" Fatty raised his hands and quickly said, decisively shifting the blame.
Upon hearing this, Wang Fei's head slowly turned towards the ceiling beam. Her exquisite face was instantly filled with murderous intent. At the same time, Wang Fei's face changed. What was once delicate, even flawless, became scarred and revealed the face of a vengeful spirit.
The Shampo below trembled in fear. This aura was far stronger than hers, on a completely different level. After all, Wang Fei had rarely appeared since the last expedition to Jingjue Ancient City, mostly spending her time in cultivation. Coupled with the Kunlun Divine Wood, spiritual water, and even the top-tier ghost pills Fatty had obtained from Xu Fu, these buffs would have allowed even a pig to achieve great cultivation, let alone Wang Fei, whose innate talent was not lacking.
At this moment, Wang Fei's strength had reached another realm, surpassing the red-clothed figures and likely on par with Zhang Tian. That is, the level of the Inner Core realm. However, the Inner Core realm for ghosts might be different and perhaps have a different name.
"Hmph, if you want to be a concubine, you'll have to get my permission first," Wang Fei snorted, her fingernails instantly lengthening. Each claw strike was accompanied by a sharp gleam, and even a sound of tearing through the heavens.
Fatty swallowed.
"I'm sorry, Fatty couldn't have imagined you were inside the doll." Fatty apologized with a look of remorse. Fatty didn't have the Yin-Yang eyes; he could only see ghosts with Wang Fei's help. Now that Wang Fei had appeared, Fatty could see them again. Looking at the Shampo being beaten below, Fatty actually felt a pang of sympathy. It was too brutal; he was glad it wasn't happening to him.
Fatty's gaze returned to the ground where the doll still lay. After some hesitation, seeing Wang Fei in full swing, Fatty quickly picked up the doll. He examined it thoroughly but found nothing, feeling a bit regretful. Gently, Fatty parted the Shampo's hair. The next moment, a terrifying face appeared. Simultaneously, the doll's mouth opened, and a shrill scream emanated.
"Holy crap!" Fatty yelped and immediately threw the doll down again.
Shampo was not so lucky this time. The entire ghost was torn apart by Wang Fei into a tattered state, its soul flickering precariously.
"Hmm? What's that commotion, so loud?" Zhang Tian frowned, and the group turned their attention from the black cauldron.
"It sounds like fighting. Let's go check it out. Professor Li, you stay here," Zhang Tian said, and they quickly ran off.
Professor Li and Xiao Guang exchanged glances, secretly glad not to be going. The two began to head towards the lower walls, which were filled with burial objects.
Arriving at Fatty's location, Zhang Tian, Zhang Qilin, and the others were stunned. They saw Fatty hiding on the beam while Wang Fei was fighting another vengeful spirit. The vengeful spirit appeared to be at its last legs, its body somewhat broken.
"It seems you won't be taking a concubine, because your strength isn't enough," Wang Fei said coldly. The next moment, her hands transformed into sharp claws, and with a fierce tear, Shampo's soul was instantly ripped apart.
"Stop, please!" Zhang Tian shouted, seeing that Wang Fei was about to strike again. If she tore it further, Shampo would truly be destroyed.
Seeing Zhang Tian and the others arrive, Wang Fei's terrifying face instantly reverted to its pretty appearance.
"Young Master Zhang has arrived. Long time no see. Yaoguang pays her respects." Wang Fei performed a standard lotus bow, appearing like a demure young woman, completely devoid of her terrifying demeanor moments ago.
Zhang Tian's mouth twitched. Fatty was truly bizarre to be able to pacify Wang Fei. Shirley Yang looked at Wang Fei, whom she had met before in Jingjue Ancient City.
"Fatty, come down and explain what happened," Zhang Tian said, looking at the shivering Shampo soul curled up on the ground, burying his head in his hands. Fatty then leaped down from the beam.
"Heh heh, well, boss, here's what happened." Fatty quickly explained, "Fatty figured that since they were powerful individuals from ancient times, they must have had many useful things on them that could be used for Feifei's cultivation. Who knew Feifei misunderstood."
Wang Fei glanced at Fatty. "Is that true?"
"It's true! Look how ugly she is; how could I possibly take a concubine? Feifei, you're overthinking it," Fatty said earnestly.
"It was my fault." Saying this, the two embraced. Zhang Tian's eyes went black. Couldn't they be any more disgusting?
"Ahem." Zhang Tian coughed.
"Then, I'll be going now. No more taking concubines without permission." Wang Fei issued a warning and then vanished from sight.
"Fatty, I wouldn't have thought your tongue was so silver." Shirley Yang squinted at Fatty.
"Of course, Fatty is speaking from the heart," Fatty said, touching his chest.
"Fatty, did you find anything?" Hu Bayi asked with a smile, somewhat regretting arriving late and missing the battle between the women.
"Found nothing," Fatty said, waving his hand.
Zhang Tian looked at the trembling figure on the ground. "Do you know the way to the underground palace?"
"Shampo, you don't want to be scattered into oblivion, do you?" Zhang Tian asked with a smile. Shampo stiffened; this was a powerful form of threat.
"My lords, I am merely a subordinate. Please don't harm me," Shampo's voice came, weak and nervous. Clearly, this creature had been terrified by Wang Fei.
Zhang Tian looked at the damaged soul and sighed again, thinking how terrifying women were.
"If you don't want us to act, then tell us the location," Zhang Tian said. Shampo's ink-black eyes looked in a certain direction. That direction was outside the Lingyun Palace.