!
Ji Xueruo reacted swiftly, quickly flipping up and once again manifesting sharp claws ford by her skill, stabbing straight at You Su’s throat.
But this ti it didn’t manage to pierce You Su’s throat; instead, it was blocked by him, unable to advance an inch.
"Another fake!"
Ji Xueruo shouted angrily, her right hand trapped, so she ford seals with her left hand, and a blazing fla swept towards You Su.
You Su was startled backward, hurriedly drawing the Mo Song Sword, swirling out several intricate sword flowers, slicing all the fire apart.
"I am real, Miss Ji!"
You Su hastily defended himself.
"Ha!"
Ji Xueruo wouldn’t be so easily convinced. Upon waking to find the once serious You Su preparing to take advantage of her, she couldn’t help but doubt the authenticity of this You Su.
With that, several ethereal white snakes coiled around her hand. They bared their teeth and hissed, revealing red and tender mouths, making Ji Xueruo’s hand look like a bouquet of white and red interwoven roses.
You Su furrowed his sword-like brows, raising the Mo Song Sword, standing ready.
In an instant, the white snakes flashed like lightning.
You Su used several moves from the Yuan Sword, his swordsmanship like an eagle hunting in the sky, pricking each white snake apart.
Yet the white snakes, though broken, did not perish, transforming into nurous small white snakes encircling him.
Unwilling to continue fighting, You Su held his sword in both hands, suddenly channeling force into his legs, performing the Ruyi Wind Manipulation Skill to leap high, dodging the encirclent of the little white snakes.
And Ji Xueruo had already prepared her next skill, a bursting water bomb she had used to eliminate the fake You Su before.
"Miss Ji! It really is ! I know your waist is extrely sensitive! Just a light touch makes you tense all over!"
You Su shouted anxiously.
Ji Xueruo was almost too angry to speak. Her willow-like brows arched fiercely, yet hearing this confidential secret and still not relenting, instead, she continued to launch the powerful water bomb.
You Su seed to sense sothing, his eyebrows relaxed, secretly letting out a breath of relief.
The water bomb grazed his temple, striking the rock wall behind him, bringing down large chunks of debris.
"Looks like you are indeed the real Miss Ji." You Su showed a look of relief.
Ji Xueruo glared at You Su, annoyed: "If anyone else hears what you just said, you will be dead!"
You Su could only scratch his head and chuckle, as it was a secret inadvertently discovered during dual cultivation with Ji Xueruo that day.
Ji Xueruo no longer paid him any attention, turning instead to observe their surroundings.
This indeed didn’t seem like a creation achieved by humans. No matter how grand human architecture might be, it wouldn’t forsake intricate details, but this palace didn’t; you could sense its roughness, yet also feel the majestic and towering presence about to overflow from it.
This was the underground palace painstakingly crafted by Zang Tu, who had been imprisoned here for over a thousand years.
The evil aura seeping from the palace was like wild spirits that had escaped, carrying a stinking, damp cold wind that made Ji Xueruo involuntarily shiver.
"Is this an illusion? Or is it real?"
Ji Xueruo struggled to believe.
You Su couldn’t differentiate either; without opening his eyes, he could see this eerie and grand palace, so he walked toward it:
"Take it one step at a ti."
Ji Xueruo frowned and followed, saying:
"You better explain why you did that just now?"
You Su was silent for a mont, seeming a bit difficult to articulate:
"Before that, I saw many versions of you, none of whom wanted to kiss . I knew it couldn’t possibly be the real you. I couldn’t dispel them, so I played along willingly, and as expected, they dispersed without attacking. Only when you dodged, I finally t the real you."
"So... you have already kissed many tis with my illusions?"
Ji Xueruo always pointed out the blind spots You Su least wanted her to.
"Only fakes..." You Su smirked awkwardly.
Ji Xueruo had no interest in responding, but inwardly she wondered why You Su assud that soone wanting to kiss him couldn’t be the real her?
Amidst her chaotic thoughts, she suddenly felt a coolness on the tip of her nose, and she imdiately commanded:
"Don’t move!"
You Su stood still, sowhat puzzled:
"What is it?"
"Calm down and feel..."
You Su focused, fully opening his Divine Sense, only to be shocked to discover the path ahead filled with fine threads, densely woven like an airtight web, isolating them from the underground palace ahead.
These lines were almost impossible to detect without using Divine Sense. Clearly, before they arrived here, soone had already set a deadly web.
Ji Xueruo was very cautious, leading You Su to quietly retreat a step, casually tossing a talisman, which was unexpectedly shredded to pieces the mont it touched the threads.
The threads trembled slightly, and finally, the movent transferred to the end, which turned out to be a man’s ten fingers.
Yui Zhen still had a clear and bright appearance, walking out slowly with a faint smile, the ten fingers connected to countless threads ford by Profound Qi.
"Yui Zhen!"
Ji Xueruo’s eyes seed to ignite with flas upon seeing the person arriving.
Yui Zhen hadn’t fallen victim to Zang Tu, but instead, was living well.
"Miss Ji, Mr. You, long ti no see."
Yui Zhen opened his hands as if greeting old friends.
Though Yui Zhen showed no aggression, You Su remained solemn, because Yui Zhen felt different to him.
If before, Yui Zhen, perfected at the Water Condensation Upper Realm, seed like a tree too vast to shake to You Su, now he seed like an endless ocean. Its vastness made You Su’s heart beat like a drum.
"What should we do?" Ji Xueruo asked quietly.
You Su gripped the sword hilt tightly, surprisingly calm:
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