Feng Xuanyi spoke for a long time leaving his throat dry. He eventually sat down on the nearby seat, proficiently poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then began, "Yan Shuang, you need to be cautious. There are undercover agents from The Star Temple in your Flying Snow Hall, and your senior sister Yu Ting is one of them. I'll compile a detailed list for you later."
Xue Yanshuang pondered for a long time, comparing what he said with her own impressions. She found that many things became clear with his explanations, and it all began to connect.
But she still asked cautiously, "You mentioned that someone manipulates everything in the mortal world, treating all living beings as pawns. And you ultimately meet your end at their hands? Do you have any evidence for what you're saying?"
I was reborn here, and besides memories, I possess nothing. But I can inform you about the events that will unfold, and you can verify them yourself."
Suddenly, he remembered something and brightened up, "Oh right, the cultivation technique we developed together is an improved version of the Frostheart Art, no longer the Furnace Cauldron cultivation technique."
"The Frostheart Art's improved version?" Xue Yanshuang asked in confusion. Feng Xuanyi looked at Xue Yanshuang tenderly and said, "Yes, this technique is even more powerful than the Frostheart Art. With ten years of cultivation, you can complete the transformation of the
He wanted to write down the cultivation technique and its practice path but struggled because he lacked pen and paper. With a wave of Xue Yanshuang's hand, a set of writing tools appeared on his table. He quickly picked up the pen and began writing down the technique, drawing the path of cultivation and noting key points on the side.
Unable to resist, Xue Yanshuang walked over to his side, watching him write with a focused expression. Is this little brat really her husband? Could she really have become Dao companions with a demonic cultivator from The Star Sanctum? It must be fake!
Feng Xuanyi wrote with excellent handwriting, completely inconsistent with the identity of a rural boy of around ten years old. Xue Yanshuang looked at the cultivation technique and became more solemn.
The cultivation technique was exceptionally profound, clearly derived from Feng Xuanyi's years of immersion in the Frostheart Art. It was an evolution of the Frostheart Art, with an unheard-of practice path that seemed quite feasible.
"Many of the meridians that will cultivate in this practice path are unique to my Innate Frigid Ice Veins and not suitable for ordinary practitioners!" Xue Yanshuang realized that this technique was tailor-made for her.
Feng Xuanyi nodded repeatedly and said subconsciously, "Yes, my lady, you are truly clever. This cultivation technique is the result of our joint research over nearly three years."
"This technique draws inspiration from
She blushed with embarrassment and retorted, "Shut up! Who is your lady? Since you claim to be from The Star Sanctum, I should act to eliminate harm for the people."
"Don't, Yan Shuang, I've said it all. I've never killed innocent people recklessly. If you kill me, you'll only benefit the mastermind behind the scenes, making them even more unrestrained," Feng Xuanyi complained said that and pretended to be wronged.
"Stop calling my name! How can you be sure you're reincarnated and not transcending to a parallel universe?" Suddenly, Xue Yanshuang's eyes lit up, and she continued, "Even if you really came from another world, and you were Dao companions with me in that world, that was the other world's Liu Hanyan, not me. In this world, I won't like you. Get it clear!" She said with a frosty expression.
Xue Yanshuang was indeed clever. Even though she believed Feng Xuanyi had crossed over, she quickly found reasons to convince herself otherwise.
Feng Xuanyi's face turned genuinely pale this time. He had thought about the possibility of parallel dimensions but had always avoided the idea. Now, his fantasy was shattered, and he could no longer deceive himself. He sat on the chair, completely desolate.
Seeing him like this, Xue Yanshuang felt a slight reluctance but firmly said, "Now you understand, right? I am not the Yan Shuang you know. I am not your wife."
Feng Xuanyi struggled to calm himself and said with difficulty, "In that case, Senior Guanghan, as a couple in the past journey, can you let me become a core disciple of the Wen Tian Sect and join the new disciples this time..."
"Not possible." Feng Xuanyi's words were interrupted by Xue Yanshuang, who said, "Although I have the qualification to recommend, I won't recommend you with your innate talent of cultivation!"
Xue Yanshuang, however, remained unmoved. With just one glance, she could tell that this guy's cultivation aptitude was not impressive.
Feng Xuanyi raised the part-written cultivation technique in his hand and negotiated, "Fellow Daoist Guanghan, you've already seen the first half of this technique. I don't need to explain its significance to you. This technique is the result of my and my wife's hard work. I can't just give it away to an outsider. Let's make a deal. I'll exchange this technique for your help in getting me into the Wen Tian Sect!"
"You...! Fine, tell me how you want to make the trade."Xue Yanshuang looked at the brat in front of her who kept calling her "My lady" and suddenly reversed roles so quickly, feeling speechless.
"However, upon further thought, it's also understandable. This kind of cultivation technique, how could it be casually given away, especially considering its significant importance to oneself."
"I want to enter the Wen Tian Sect as a core disciple. Yan Shuang, just accept me as your disciple." Feng Xuanyi smiled.
"No way, don't even think about it. The Flying Snow Hall never accepts male disciples." Xue Yanshuang's face turned cold as she flatly refused.
"If you don't accept me as a core disciple, how can I, with my cultivation aptitude, be qualified for such a position? You can't just throw me back to be a menial disciple. Is this technique only worth a menial disciple?" Feng Xuanyi retorted.
Feng Xuanyi also became angry. This cultivation technique represented the culmination of their efforts, combining elements from all three major cultivation paths.
"Even though I am the Hall Master, the Wen Tian Sect is not mine alone. With your cultivation aptitude, you can only be a menial disciple." Xue Yanshuang's face was icy as she spoke.
"Then find someone else for that technique! I won't give it to you." Feng Xuanyi spoke with confidence.
He knew Xue Yanshuang well and was confident that she wouldn't kill him for the sake of a cultivation technique.
"Fine! I agree. I'll take you in. But I warn you, after entering, you must not let anyone know about the relationship between us!" Xue Yanshuang said sternly.
Xue Yanshuang looked at him, feeling her anger rising rapidly. She gritted her teeth and said.
Feng Xuanyi got what he wanted and nodded repeatedly, smiling happily.
However, he felt somewhat surprised at his own childishness. Unaware that it was due to his rebirth, merging with the original Feng Xuanyi's soul, which influenced his temperament.
As Xue Yanshuang extended her jade-like hand, Feng Xuanyi understood. He quickly finished writing the improved Frost Heart Art. As for the list of undercover agents in the Flying Snow Hall, he also handed it over to Liu Hanyan.
Examining the Frost Heart Technique carefully, Xue Yanshuang found no issues. Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who is this Qingyan you mentioned when you woke up?"
Feng Xuanyi's expression stiffened, and he awkwardly smiled without responding.
Xue Yanshuang meticulously recalled all the events since she met this little guy. At that time, he kept apologizing to her, and now he was evasive and secretive.
"You actually dare to do something that betrays another me, and you have another woman!" Frost covered Xue Yanshuang's face instantly, and she spoke through gritted her teeth.
"No, no, it's not what you think. I and Qingyan, she..." Feng Xuanyi waved his hands repeatedly, his face filled with terror.
"You are willing to die for her, leaving behind another me!" Xue Yanshuang's face became even colder, her anger more intense.
"Yanshuang, it's not what you think. Listen to me, don't be angry..." Feng Xuanyi felt like he couldn't explain himself. The situation resembled being caught red-handed in an affair by his wife, yet he suddenly remembered her statement about not being his Yanshuang.
"Wait a moment, this has nothing to do with you! You are not my Yanshuang."
I'm just seeking justice for me from another world. Scum like him deserves to be condemned by everyone!" Xue Yanshuang declared with righteousness, and Feng Xuanyi felt a chilling aura as if his soul was being frozen. In an instant, he passed out.
Before losing consciousness, Feng Xuanyi was still thinking, just like in their previous life, she was still a "