After saying that, he turned and strode into the house.
At this moment, another prodigy took a step forward and said loudly, "Since none of you are going, then I will go."
"Where else in the future Fenghua Gathering there be such a rare opportunity to speak alone with the Divine Son Xunran?"
Having said that, he moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the Dustless Hall.
Upon hearing this, a determined glint flashed in the eyes of the several prodigies, and they followed closely behind.
The other few prodigies hesitated in place, their faces showing uncertainty.
After a moment, some people sighed deeply, then turned around and dragged their heavy steps back into the house.
Dustless Hall
"My lord!"
Pei Zimo peeked out from outside the hall, his head swaying left and right, before he could even see what was happening inside.
A dark figure rushed at him and swung a claw at his face.
"Aww!"
Caught off guard, Pei Zimo cried out in pain and instinctively covered his face.
After he came to his senses, he looked down.
Xiao Mian walked past him with an elegant gait, seemingly unconcerned.
"Xiao Mian!" Pei Zimo shouted angrily.
Having been by his master's side for so long, he had seen Xiao Mian a few times. She wouldn't let anyone touch or hug her, and she would scratch people depending on her mood. She was practically a little devil!
Xiao Mian completely ignored Pei Zimo's anger and walked away as if no one else was around.
Without saying a word, it swung its claw at Ning Shi again.
Ning Shi dodged the claw attack with a swift movement.
Xiao Mian showed no sign of giving up, meowing and relentlessly chasing after Ning Shi, determined to scratch him before stopping.
Ning Shi immediately transformed into a thick black mist and swiftly rushed behind Nan Xunran.
Xiao Mian stood steadily in place, her body slightly crouching.
It stretched out its sharp claws, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and slammed them fiercely into the void.
Then, Ning Shi turned his head and looked at his clothes, only to see several scratch marks.
He felt a wave of relief and thought to himself, "I almost got scratched by it, luckily I reacted quickly."
Nan Shu called softly, "Xiao Mian, come back quickly."
She smiled gently, "Xiao Mian has always been like this; she likes to tickle people."
Ning Shi's lips twitched involuntarily beneath the mask, and he thought to himself: Was that scratching someone?
If you were to get hurt by it, it would be far more serious than a minor injury.
Just like Pei Zimo, there wasn't even a tiny scratch on his face, clearly Xiao Mian hadn't used any force at all.
I don't know what it is, but every time it sees me in a reincarnation, it tries to pounce on me and grab me.
Once, during a cycle of reincarnation, I wasn't paying attention and it scratched me in a moment of carelessness.
From then on, his body began to deteriorate, and no matter how many elixirs he consumed, he could not recover and eventually died from exhaustion.
Beside him, Pei Zimo muttered under his breath, looking annoyed, "Why are you scratching me?"
Pei Ziheng said, "Because you're at the very front."
Pei Zimo touched his nose and replied, "That's true."
Then, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Next time, you stand at the very front."
Pei Ziheng: "..."
"Here I come!"
A clear, loud shout came from outside the hall.
Everyone turned to look at the sound.
Qiu Lingxuan strode in from outside the hall.
Pei Zimo raised an eyebrow when he saw him. "I knew it was you."
Qiu Lingxuan's lips curled into a carefree smile, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?"
He turned his gaze to Nan Xunran beside him, his expression becoming serious. "I won't be competing with you this time; I've come specifically to learn from you."
Upon hearing this, Pei Zimo couldn't help but mutter, "Just say you can't beat them."
Qiu Lingxuan frowned. "What did you say?"
Pei Zimo corrected himself, saying, "You misheard."
Qiu Lingxuan was so angry he jumped up and down, raising his voice. "I'm not deaf!"
Just as the two were chasing each other and making a scene...
Pei Ziheng strode forward, stretched out his hands, and grabbed one of them tightly in each hand.
"Stop making a scene."
After speaking, the group turned around, and an unfamiliar aura emanated from outside the hall.
Nan Xunran called out, "Zi Mo."
Pei Zimo immediately perked up and replied, "Yes, my lord."
Stop them.
Pei Zimo smiled confidently and replied, "Okay."
After speaking, he moved like the wind, striding out and appearing before the assembled prodigies in an instant.
Pei Zimo drew his sword and drew a clear line in front of him.
He held his head high and declared loudly, "The master will not receive guests today!"
Then, his expression turned serious, and he shouted, "Anyone who crosses this line will be killed!"
Upon hearing this, the assembled prodigies exchanged bewildered glances.
They hesitated, frozen in place, and ultimately no one dared to cross the line rashly.
Seeing this, Pei Zimo stood still, not moving an inch.
But the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if it was gathering power, and a chilling killing intent burst forth from his body.
The prodigies dared not take another step forward, and the atmosphere around them became extremely oppressive.