Her fingers danced in the air, as if writing, and soon, numerous bizarre symbols and characters appeared around the small clay figure, creating an almost unreal, fantastical scene. These strange symbols first circled the clay figure before gradually merging into its body, aligning perfectly with several hundred vital acupoints. As the masked woman’s movements became more frequent, the number of swirling symbols in the air increased, weaving together like a dazzling net, meticulously cleansing the clay figure from head to toe. The figure flickered in and out of brightness, and as the strange symbols continued to enter, a thin wisp of green smoke rose from its abdomen, moving swiftly within like a small dancing snake.
After finishing these actions, the masked woman stopped drawing symbols and, like a common street fortune-teller, began to calculate with her fingers. “So, the root of your affection lies here!” After a long calculation, she smiled with understanding. She plucked a strand of green hair from her temple, lovingly held it in her hand, moistened its tip with her tongue, and then her hand moved like a butterfly, quickly forming several esoteric gestures. She lightly tapped the air with her delicate fingers, and three drops of pure golden blood slowly fell from her fingertips, instantly melting into the strand of hair. The blood vanished, and a faint golden light flickered on the hair, causing it to shimmer with a strange beauty. The hair seemed to come to life, wriggling slowly in her hand.
Then, she formed several complex hand seals and carefully tossed the hair into the air. The hair, now alive, twirled like a small snake, defying gravity, flying directly into the ear of the floating clay figure with precision. The masked woman concentrated intensely on every tiny movement of the snake, fully engaged even in its simplest motions. The snake slowly entered the clay figure until it was completely absorbed, after which the masked woman, looking drained, sat down on the ground. After meditating for a long time, her body began to emit a soft white light, and the little figure she had refined circled above her head for a while, suddenly growing larger before slowly descending, eventually merging completely with the seated, masked woman’s silhouette.
As the two figures fully merged, the white light around her began to fade, but her skin became increasingly clear and real. Soon, a stunningly beautiful woman was genuinely present at the scene. “Hehe, Lin Feng, you’ll never escape from my grasp in this lifetime. With this real body, I can leave Yu Pan Mountain and enter your mortal world…” “Hmm—” The beautiful woman’s expression suddenly changed, her delicate eyebrows knitting together into a tangled ‘川’ character. “Damn, even a small fry wants to plot in the dark! Trying to trick me, huh? Watch how you escape this time; I’ll make sure you’re destroyed, body and soul!” The beautiful woman muttered to herself, quickly closing her eyes in concentration, engaging in a fierce internal battle with an unknown enemy within her newly acquired body.
Moments later… “Damn—” The relaxed expression on the beautiful woman’s face vanished, replaced by a more serious one. Simultaneously, two conflicting air currents, one hot and one cold, swirled around her, and inside her mind, chaos had already erupted. However, within these brief moments, she managed to recover somewhat. Lin Feng, disregarding his own safety, waved his hand to fend off the approaching flames, and to his surprise, a sudden burst of golden light appeared, helping him push back the terrifying blue flames, preventing him from being reduced to ashes. Seeing the old witch approaching again, he had no choice but to lift Wang Xiaoyun and unleash dozens of Whirlwind Slashes, using the recoil to perform an impromptu aerial escape. Yet, he hadn’t anticipated that the usually fearless barbarian girl, Wang Xiaoyun, would be so scared by his impromptu flight that she clung to him tightly, fearing he might drop her mid-air.
The old witch was elusive, likely to reappear from anywhere, and they couldn’t afford to linger. Under normal circumstances, Lin Feng would have relished the chance to show off his masculinity by carrying Wang Xiaoyun away. However, after two harrowing encounters, he knew he was no match for the old witch, not even able to withstand her lethal blue flame attack. If it weren’t for the old witch’s intent not being to kill, he would have had no luck escaping her thrice. His tricks were now known; the Whirlwind Slash would be ineffective if they met again, and the old witch might have already set new traps somewhere, waiting for them to fall into her snare. Looking at the unconscious Wang Xiaoyun, although he felt reluctant to let her share his fear, running together would be faster than carrying her. The best course now was to escape the mountains quickly. He decided to shake her awake and drag her along. The old witch had already shown lethal intent; falling into her hands again would be a death sentence. He shook her vigorously, but Wang Xiaoyun remained in a daze, her eyes refusing to open.
What was to be done? Lin Feng couldn’t bring himself to slap her awake. Hearing Wang Xiaoyun mumbling deliriously about not wanting to fly because she was scared, he suddenly had an idea. “Oh no! The old witch is catching up! We need to keep flying…” Lin Feng mischievously shouted into Wang Xiaoyun’s ear and made a move to pick her up again. “Ah! Don’t fly! Don’t fly! I’d rather die than fly again…” Wang Xiaoyun, still in a daze, jumped up from the ground, pretending to run away. “Hehehe…” “Ah, you bastard, how dare you trick me! Where’s the old witch? Where’s the old witch!” Realizing she’d been fooled, Wang Xiaoyun, her face flushing with embarrassment, started pounding Lin Feng’s back furiously. The pale face now had some color due to her bashfulness. The first encounter with the old witch was not terrifying, but this second one truly made her feel the moment of life and death. That vague white figure had become her nightmare.
“Ah! Spare me, I was wrong…” “Hmph! I’ll spare you this time, you stinking rogue. Hey, where are we now? Can we get out before nightfall?” “Duh, just use your phone’s GPS to find out.” “Ha, you dare call me stupid… I…” Wang Xiaoyun raised her fist to strike, but inadvertently blew a breath into Lin Feng’s ear. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng, caught up in the playful moment, suddenly turned and embraced Wang Xiaoyun, planting a rough kiss on her soft lips. Wang Xiaoyun, who was about to sneak attack him, was completely unprepared. After being kissed so abruptly, she pounded Lin Feng’s back with all her might, but after a few hits, her punches turned into subconscious caresses, and she held him tightly. Their breathing grew heavier, Lin Feng kissed her lips with fervor, then wildly moved to other parts of her body, his hands clumsily exploring, lacking experience, and failing to even undo a single button. In the confusion, his hand ventured towards her tender abdomen, climbing upwards through the thin fabric, reaching the most magical and private part of a woman’s body. How wonderful… Just a slight touch filled him with an indescribable sensation, and a certain part of Lin Feng’s body sprung up like a compressed spring, pitching a tent.
