Fu Xuan

Deep within the Evil Demon Forest, thick, ink-black fog coiled and surged between ancient trees. Occasional eerie beast roars startled the mutated soul beasts roosting among the treetops.

At the heart of the Core Zone, in a clearing covered in purple moss, a rune array emitting an eerie glow slowly revolved, like a slumbering colossal beast.

"Oh~~ Lord Fu Sheng, is this one of my kind that you made? It's so soft, like a jellyfish. It feels so nice to squeeze."

Qingque's crisp laughter shattered the forest's deathly silence. Her slender fingers curled around Pink Evil Eye's tentacles as she held it high like a ball of cotton candy.

Curiosity gleamed in the girl's eyes as her fingertips occasionally poked the soft body, making Pink Evil Eye's vertical pupils repeatedly open and close in alarm.

"Let, let go of me, you insolent wretch." Pink Evil Eye struggled violently, and dazzling spiritual light suddenly burst from its body.

The air around it twisted into a whirlpool as countless strands of Spiritual Power transformed into tangible chains and swept toward Qingque. At the same time, a spiritual illusion abruptly unfolded around them, attempting to trap Qingque within a maze woven from fear.

However, before the pressure of a Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation, those attacks were like ants trying to topple a tree.

Not only did Qingque fail to dodge, she giggled and hugged Pink Evil Eye to her chest, kneading its tentacles as though it were dough. "This one? You still call yourself 'this one'? Did Evil Emperor teach you to refer to yourself that way?"

She lightly poked the enormous eyeball with her fingertip, making Pink Evil Eye struggle even more fiercely.

"B-bad girl~ Don't touch this one's eye~" Pink Evil Eye released a sharp spiritual pulse. The purple spots on its tentacles