Facing Yan Yuxi’s question, the Nascent Soul Tree Demon remained silent, but Yue Qing and the others realized the situation.
So they also stood up and loudly expressed their hope that the Nascent Soul Tree Demon would back down—trapping everyone here was really not very appropriate!
Soone even wondered if the atmosphere among fellow cultivators would be affected by this.
While everyone was talking among themselves, Feng Jun took advantage of the confusion and entered the tea room in the front courtyard.
He placed his hand on the table and once again communicated with the Yin Spirit Bigwig, "Did you want to say sothing the day before yesterday?"
"A re Nascent Soul little demon, I can help you pinpoint its location," the bigwig replied arrogantly, "Do you have any ans to destroy its clone in one strike?"
"Clone?" Feng Jun couldn’t help but repeat, "Just a clone?"
"Even a clone is quite good," the bigwig patiently explained to him, "Tree demons like this tend to hide their main body well, it’s impossible to find it easily... If you destroy this clone, it will take at least a hundred years to refine another one."
Feng Jun thought about it, but still shook his head with so regret, "If only I could directly destroy the main body, otherwise its main body will co to cause trouble sooner or later, I prefer a solution that’s once and for all."
"A once-and-for-all solution is impossible," the bigwig replied calmly, "This ti it’s hitting the small one and the old one will co next; even if you kill its main body, can you guarantee another tree demon at the Ergence Stage won’t arrive? That’s even more terrifying, better to keep the main body to take revenge."
Feng Jun pondered and reluctantly shook his head, "Ugh, I really don’t like this unending feeling... How can we find it?"
The bigwig paused for a mont and transmitted a three-dinsional diagram with its Divine Sense, marking a certain direction with red, "It’s in this direction, 230,000 miles away in the interlayer space... hmm, has this guy changed places?"
The tree demon, after all, was still at the Nascent Soul High Stage, and although only a clone had co, its Divine Sense remained strong.
There was a group of little ants making noise below, it was getting a bit annoyed, but if it wanted to make a move, it had to consider the other party’s identity—could it just offend a delegation from the Seven Major Sects?
Wanting to act against them, unless it could kill everyone on the scene, otherwise, once the news spread, its life would not be easy.
The key was, there was also an annoying Nascent Soul Ninth Layer among them, with Yi Jue the True Immortal present, even if it launched a sneak attack, it might not succeed.
So it chose to ignore them—no matter how you provoke, I just pretend not to hear.
While it was idling, suddenly it felt sothing was wrong, as if it was being watched.
"Is it Yi Jue doing this?" It shifted its clone’s position, "Worthy of soone who created Si Ganlin... Here we go again?"
After changing positions three tis in a row, it finally lost that feeling of being watched.
It wasn’t sure if it was being paranoid, but thinking that this matter was related to Yi Jue made it quite upset, "I thought you would stand by, and just when I said you were sensible, you quietly made this move? I was ready to give you face!"
It didn’t matter if there was a misunderstanding on its part, the bigwig also felt frustrated, "This guy has strong perception indeed, it could detect my probing, seems like I have to command on site."
"On-site command?" Feng Jun was stunned hearing this, "Are you saying on-site... aren’t you afraid Yi Jue the True Immortal will discover you?"
"Afraid, how could I not be afraid?" the bigwig replied despondently, "But it’s already like this, what can I do? I can only adapt, you’d better take out a Wasteland Crystal, and also get a Golden Core Beast Soul..."
So people find the Golden Core Beast Soul cruel, but in most cases, without the consent of the Golden Core Demon Beast, it’s hard to obtain a complete beast soul—even if defeated in battle, self-destructing the Golden Core and its Sea of Consciousness is still possible.
Before long, Feng Jun made all the necessary disguises, then the bigwig summoned Xiao Bai, growing its form to ten feet high, with its left front paw holding a half-ter-tall humanoid statue, embedded with a fist-sized Wasteland Crystal in the head of the statue.
Inside the crystal, there was a faint Soul fluctuation, and in the chest of the statue, there was a fist-sized Soul Stone.
Feng Jun also clenched a fist-sized Soul Stone in his hand, and the bigwig’s real residing Soul Stone was in the Spirit Beast Bag.
He took Xiao Bai, and went to knock on the door of Yi Jue the True Immortal.
Yi Jue actually knew what he was doing, she lifted her hand remotely to open the door, looked at Xiao Bai, and nodded slightly.
"This is that Golden Core Demon Beast Puppet? Indeed, it doesn’t belong to you, there’s no sign of your Soul within, should be bestowed by a senior from your sect... What do you intend to use this Golden Core Beast Soul for?"
Feng Jun spoke directly, "I can find where the tree demon’s clone is located, and I would like the True Immortal’s assistance."
"Oh?" Yi Jue the True Immortal slightly raised her eyebrows, "Even I couldn’t find the clone’s location, you have this ability?"
"Yes," Feng Jun nodded, "I can find it, but it can also detect my probing, it runs exceptionally well."
"It’s especially good at running?" Yi Jue, the True Immortal, was initially taken aback, then laughed, "I understand. It must think you found it and estimates that it was who discovered it. It doesn’t want to fight , so it can only run... What do you want to do?"
Actually, she felt that Feng Jun had a bit of a temper, which is why she didn’t proactively ask for coordinates.
"I would like to ask you to accompany ," Feng Jun spoke up with gritted teeth, "I have so strategies that might be able to deal with it, but it runs too fast. I simply can’t catch up with it."
"Runs too fast..." Yi Jue couldn’t help but laugh. A Golden Core First Layer complaining that a Nascent Soul High Stage runs too fast is sothing only Mountain Master Feng could say. She deliberately asked, "Your divine skills in traveling can’t catch up with it?"
"That’s different, don’t you think?" Feng Jun rolled his eyes helplessly, "Its escape is completely random, and in the interlayer space, it’s difficult for to travel. Only the Nascent Soul can make more reasonable use of that space."
Yi Jue was originally just joking. Hearing this, she smiled. If Feng Jun had co looking for her to help fight, even if she took action, she wouldn’t feel too comfortable in her mind—after all, retreating a step resolves everything.
But since he asked for help with travel, there was absolutely no need to refuse, and while on the Tianqin Plane, Feng Jun often took people along for the journey. Why not do a favor if it’s so simple?
In fact, Yi Jue also admired Feng Jun’s attitude towards strong enemies, especially since his toughness was based on his own foundation, showing no intention of dragging her down; strong individuals always like to accompany strong individuals.
She beca more relaxed and straightforwardly suggested, "I have a suggestion. It’s not going to stay long-term, right? You don’t need to seek it out right away; its vigilance is still relatively high. How about..."
Feng Jun laughed heartily, "How about harassing it for a few days, letting it do a little more exercise?"
Yi Jue, the True Immortal, pursed her lips, nodding her head with joy, "Yes, to increase the success rate, let it be paranoid for a while, which can also better achieve a numbing effect... Can you let observe how you find it?"
"Well..." Feng Jun forced a bitter smile and shook his head slowly, "I am really sorry, how about making another request?"
In his exchanges with Yi Jue, True Immortal, neither party typically considered privacy, so at that mont, he was genuinely full of apologies.
"What is there to apologize for?" Yi Jue dismissed it indifferently, waving her hand, "It’s quite normal. When conversing with you, the number of tis I’ve been refused is very few, illustrating that you have relatively high status in your sect... So it’s normal for you to be proud."
Feng Jun nodded with a smile, thinking to himself that being generous with her brought such positive effects was an unexpected delight.
After talking a bit more, he stood up to take his leave, returning to prepare to disturb the opponent. Since he had already explained things clearly to Yi Jue, he went ahead and set up a shielding formation to prevent others’ Divine Sense detection.
The defensive formation in the manor couldn’t actually block the perception of the Nascent Soul Stage’s divine sense. The Nascent Soul Tree Demon refraining from audacious Divine Sense probing was mainly not wanting to anger Yi Jue.
It had just settled down for a brief period, and while other True Immortals were still chattering incessantly, suddenly, it felt as though sothing had discovered it again.
"This is still going on?" it grumbled silently, switching to another position—a tree spirit is not lacking in caution and patience.
However, only a few breaths after switching positions, the sa feeling tracked it down again, prompting another position change and awaiting the third switch—it had switched positions three tis the previous round.
The anticipated third occurrence didn’t materialize, but roughly a stick of incense ti later, the elusive sensation struck once more...
This ti, it was indeed three occurrences, though the Nascent Soul Tree Demon was slightly unsure whether the third was real or an illusion.
Half a stick of incense later, two occurrences struck again...
Three incense sticks worth of ti passed, and another three bizarre locking sensations occurred.
To most True Immortals, this would have been infuriating by now, but the Nascent Soul Tree Demon had great patience. Generally speaking, plant spirits are more patient than other species because their growth ti is sufficiently lengthy.
Moreover, during their immobile years, facing threats such as logging, thunder strikes, flooding, burning, and animal gnawing without good disposition would really be difficult to endure.
Two more sticks of incense worth of ti later, the bizarre locking sensation struck again, this ti twice.
At this point, the Nascent Soul Tree Demon decided to concentrate entirely on capturing this sensation. As for protests, it was completely indifferent—I am rely ambushing, not attacking, even if the True Immortal from the Seven Major Sects arrives, they can’t say anything.
It waited for quite a while, almost a stick of incense worth of ti again, the eerie sensation struck anew.
Its body flickered, habitually switching positions, and its Divine Sense swept down towards the manor with force.
If there’s no major mistake, it should be able to accurately capture the second probe and determine where it cos from.
Regrettably, its Divine Sense didn’t catch any abnormalities, "How could it be like this?"
In the next mont, the locking sensation struck again, and its body flickered once more, Divine Sense sweeping downward.
"Hmm?" Yi Jue, the True Immortal, didn’t agree anymore, as she detected the opponent’s Divine Sense, she locked onto the opponent’s position and sent out a cold, questioning Divine Sense, "Haven’t you had enough?"
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