Feng Qingcheng feared most was Feng Ninghe going to the Western You Continent.
The Western You Continent was under Si Jianye's jurisdiction. Even if they had the lives to set foot there, they might not be able to leave alive.
"Sister Qingcheng, what should we do now?"
Wang Junzhao bit her lip, a wave of anxiety washing over her. "Senior Brother Di died miserably, and the culprit is still at large. We can't even touch her."
Feng Qingcheng's delicate brows furrowed, a sense of frustration rising in her heart. "The King of Hell and the Sixth Master are by her side. It's not easy to make a move against her. If we could use someone else's hand to kill her, that would be best."
Wang Junzhao's eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Feng Qingcheng with anticipation. "Sister Qingcheng, could you have an idea?"
Feng Qingcheng's alluring red lips curved wantonly, a few smiles lingering in her eyes. "Junzhao, there's something I need you to do..."
Willow Face Sect.
The scenery here was enchanting, and the spiritual energy was abundant.
Xiao Zhao blinked its azure eyes, its gaze darting around.
Master, the environment here is even more beautiful than Medicine Valley, which is truly surprising.
Feng Xing gently tapped its head. His voice was slightly deep. "This is a sect of the Golden Ling Sect. The spiritual energy alone is much more abundant than Medicine Valley."
Medicine Valley had a spirit gathering array, drawing spiritual energy from all directions.
The spiritual energy of Golden Ling was already far superior to the Li Kingdom. With a slight addition of an array, the spiritual energy naturally could not be compared to other places.
"I like it here too!"
The ginseng seedling resting in Feng Ninghe's dantian poked its little head out, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy.
Si Jianye raised an eyebrow, subtly observing his surroundings.
The spiritual energy of Willow Face Sect was indeed dense, and the environment was refreshing, but it was far inferior to the Western You Continent.
Su Hongxiu looked at everyone calmly. "You must all be tired from the journey. Please go to your rooms and rest. Hot meals have been prepared."
Bai Niannian was the first to nod in agreement, her eyes slightly curved, a bright, faint smile on her cheeks. "The scenery here is indeed beautiful. If I could cultivate here, my cultivation would surely break through."
Among the group, hers was the lowest cultivation.
She also had to work hard and try to improve her cultivation.
Su Hongxiu's well-defined fingers gently fanned herself, her gaze slowly falling on her. "If you like it here, you can stay as long as you want."
After a brief stroll, everyone dispersed and returned to their rooms to rest.
They were arranged in the same courtyard, but in different rooms.
Back in the room.
Feng Ninghe swept a wisp of divine sense towards the spatial jade bracelet.
The remnant soul of Di Wenbin was curled up tightly, its eyes closed, its breath steady.
After a moment, she withdrew her divine sense and gently rubbed her temples.
There was no sign of the remnant soul waking up.
If Di Wenbin were to wake up, it would be who knows when. She didn't have that much patience or time.
The ginseng seedling put its hands on its hips, its large eyes open. "Master, he's eaten so many good things, why isn't he awake yet? Shall I break off a leaf for him to try?"
The ginseng seedling was a treasure all over.
Even a single tender leaf contained infinite spiritual energy.
Feng Ninghe casually picked up a cup of tea and drank it, her gaze calmly falling on the ginseng seedling. "If you want to try, then go ahead."
She didn't expect the ginseng seedling to be able to wake Di Wenbin. At most, it was a last resort.
Xiao Zhao lay lazily on the bed, stretching its small limbs.
*Thump—*
At this moment, the door made a crisp sound.
A blurry figure stood quietly at the door.
Feng Ninghe got up and opened the door, immediately seeing Si Jianye standing at the entrance.
The man's figure was tall and straight, his narrow eyes slightly raised on his chiseled face.
Si Jianye's indifferent gaze instantly fell on her. "I want to hear your plan."
"Plan?"
The simple word made Feng Ninghe pause, and she subconsciously turned her gaze to him. "What plan?"
Si Jianye's handsome face, as always, carried a hint of coldness. His thin lips parted slightly. "Regarding Di Wenbin, I believe you already have a strategy. I've come to hear if it's feasible."
Feng Ninghe met his pair of dark eyes.
The man's eyes were unfathomably deep, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.
Her gaze narrowed. "What other plan could there be? Naturally, we'll take it one step at a time."
Si Jianye didn't rush to speak. He strode into the room and sat down at the chair with ease. "At the restaurant, you already had a plan, but because there were too many people, you didn't say anything."
This woman kept everything to herself.
As long as she could handle things herself, she would never ask for help from others.
Even if he was here, Feng Ninghe wouldn't ask him for help.
The Immortal Sect was of no importance to him. Even if he destroyed the entire Immortal Sect, it would only take a flick of his finger.
But Feng Ninghe was different. Her cultivation hadn't even surpassed Di Yang's. If she acted rashly, who knew what trouble she would stir up.
Si Jianye knew that only by coming to her would he have any hope of hearing something from Feng Ninghe.
Feng Ninghe subconsciously glanced at the man in front of her and openly agreed. "I do have a strategy, but it's a bit dangerous, and I don't want to involve Feng Xing and the others."
If she were to reveal what was on her mind, Feng Xing would definitely rush to the forefront.
"Tell me, what's your strategy?"
Si Jianye spoke, his voice devoid of any emotion. He also specifically added, "Xinxin is still waiting for you in the Western You Continent. I don't want Xinxin to just find her mother and then you die."
Mentioning Si Xinxin, Feng Ninghe's expression softened slightly.
After a moment of hesitation, she waved her hand, and a wisp of remnant soul immediately appeared in the room.
This wisp of Di Wenbin's remnant soul looked like it could dissipate at any moment.
Si Jianye raised his sword eyebrows, his gaze locked onto the remnant soul before him. "To think there's still a wisp of remnant soul left."
Feng Ninghe put away the remnant soul, her eyes slightly narrowed, and revealed her thoughts. "When I first saw Di Wenbin, he was already dead. By chance, I discovered that he had left behind a soul. I want to use this soul to find Sect Master Di."
She revealed this matter because she believed Si Jianye would not act against her.
If he wanted to act, it would only take a flick of his finger for her to perish.
Previously, she had repeatedly tried to speak about the soul, but Di Yang had never given her the slightest opportunity. This time, she wanted to take the initiative.
Si Jianye's eyes narrowed, and his face became a little colder. "Having a soul can temporarily ease the situation, but what's more important is to wake him up and reshape his body."
"Reshape his body?"
Feng Ninghe's expression faltered, and she turned her gaze to him. "How can his body be reshaped?"
She had seen descriptions of reshaping bodies in ancient texts, but the texts only provided simple descriptions and no specific methods.
Even she was hidden in the spatial jade bracelet to prevent her soul from dissipating.
Si Jianye opened his lips and uttered the cold words. "The Western You Continent can help him wake up."