Inside the quiet chamber, a falling needle could have been heard.
When Qin Feng slowly withdrew his palm, that supreme aura, as though it had come from the dawn of chaos, receded like a tide.
Shi Ji remained seated cross-legged where she was, utterly motionless, like a flawless jade sculpture.
Her long lashes trembled faintly, as though she were still immersed in the supreme fortune that had remade her from within, unable to pull herself free.
The warmth of Qin Feng's palm against her back seemed not to have faded yet. Like a mysterious rune, it had been deeply branded upon her skin—and even more deeply upon the depths of her heart.
Only after a long while did Shi Ji suddenly open her eyes.
Boom!
Two dazzling beams of divine light shot from her phoenix eyes, directly piercing two bottomless holes through the hard stone walls of the chamber.
She hurriedly gathered her thoughts, and the terrifying divine light slowly faded away.
Shi Ji slowly lowered her head and spread open her jade-white palm. With a thought, a mass of incomparably pure Magic Power gathered in her hand, forming a lifelike lotus of ice crystal.
Feeling the unprecedented, vast Magic Power within her, surging like rivers and seas, she was completely stunned.
Was this... really still her power?
Not only had the Dao foundation that had nearly collapsed become as firm as a mountain, it was even more resilient than before her injury by more than tenfold.
The Magic Power in her body had also been tempered countless times by that mysterious Chaos Qi. Every trace contained terrifying might far beyond what it once possessed.
She had a powerful premonition that, if she wished, she could break through that final barrier at any moment and enter the mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!
How was this healing?
This was clearly defying fate and changing her destiny!
A supreme fortune that would drive any Grand Unity Golden Immortal in the Primordial World mad!
And the man who had bestowed all of this upon her was now standing with his back to her, hands clasped behind him. His posture was as straight as a pine, his aura as calm as water, as though he had merely brushed away a little dust.
Shi Ji raised her head and gazed blankly at Qin Feng's back.
Shock, gratitude, admiration, affection... countless emotions, complicated beyond measure, intertwined upon that breathtakingly beautiful face. In the end, they all became an unprecedented resolve.
Before such kindness, words were unbearably pale and powerless.
Ordinary spiritual treasures and artifacts would only be an insult to Senior Brother.
What could she, Shi Ji, possibly offer in return?
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.
Shi Ji's breath caught, and a trace of determination flashed through her watery phoenix eyes.
She knew what she had to do.
She bit her red lip lightly and slowly extended her right hand, palm facing upward. A soft glow of rosy light suddenly lit up.
Within that light, a delicate silk scarf embroidered with Eight Trigrams Dao patterns and surrounded by seven-colored cloud mist slowly floated into view.
It was her Companion Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf!
This treasure had been born alongside her when she came into existence between heaven and earth. It was intimately linked to her Primordial Spirit, Dao foundation, and even her fortune. It was a part of both her body and soul.
The meaning of giving away this treasure went without saying.
Shi Ji slowly rose to her feet, cradling the glowing Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf as she walked, step by step, toward Qin Feng.
Her heart pounded wildly, and her pretty face had long since flushed as red as a ripe apple from shyness and nervousness.
Yet her gaze was incomparably clear and resolute.
"Senior Brother..."
Gathering all her courage, Shi Ji raised the silk scarf high and offered it before Qin Feng.
Her voice was soft, carrying an uncontrollable tremble, yet it contained a persistence that could not be refused.
"This treasure... has accompanied me since my birth and is connected to my origin. Shi Ji has nothing else with which to repay you, so I can only offer it to Senior Brother."
At this point, she paused slightly. Raising her misty, beautiful eyes, she looked deeply at Qin Feng and continued softly.
"From now on... it shall stand in my place and protect Senior Brother at all times."
As her words fell, the entire quiet chamber seemed to fall still.
Those words were practically a confession, entrusting her body and heart, along with her future fate, to him.
Qin Feng turned around. Seeing the peerlessly beautiful female immortal before him, holding a supreme treasure with a crimson face but resolute eyes, nearly pleading with him, he was slightly taken aback as well.
He had intended to refuse.
The Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf was Shi Ji's Companion Spirit Treasure. Its importance went without saying. How could he take something so precious from her?
But the instant he met Shi Ji's eyes, the words of refusal simply would not leave his mouth.
Within that gaze was the resolve of one staking everything on a single choice, the panic of fearing rejection, and a faint... pleading, like a moth flying into a flame.
He knew that if he refused, it would likely hurt her more than killing her.
So be it.
Qin Feng sighed inwardly and finally reached out toward the shimmering silk scarf.
However, just as Qin Feng's fingertips were about to touch the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf—
A sudden change occurred!
Bzzz—!
The silk scarf, which had been floating quietly moments ago, suddenly let out an incomparably joyful hum, as though it had encountered a long-lost relative!
Before Qin Feng could even fully grasp it, it transformed into a streak of seven-colored light, wrapping itself around his finger and rubbing against it affectionately.
Immediately afterward, a mysterious Spiritual Sense from the treasure rushed into Qin Feng's mind before he could react, instantly completing the process of recognizing him as its master!
The entire process flowed as smoothly as water, so fast it was unbelievable!
It had voluntarily acknowledged a master!
And it had done so with such desperate eagerness!
Even Qin Feng was stunned by this sight.
Shi Ji, standing nearby, was even more dumbfounded.
Her already flushed face was filled with disbelief. Her small mouth hung slightly open as she fell completely into a daze.
How... could this happen?
That was her Companion Spirit Treasure!
It was connected to her origin, an existence like an extension of her own limbs!
Though she had willingly offered it, under normal circumstances, Qin Feng would at least need to erase the imprint of her soul and then spend considerable effort refining it anew before he could gain even initial control over it.
But what was happening now?
Without Qin Feng doing anything at all, her soul imprint had been "squeezed out" by the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf itself.
Then, filled with delight, it had eagerly rushed to a new master?
It felt like raising a beloved daughter for countless ages, only for her to see a handsome man, immediately pack her dowry, and run off with him without looking back!
Shi Ji could feel that the innate origin connection between herself and the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf had not been severed, but the hierarchy between them had undergone an earth-shaking change.
If she had once been the master and the spiritual treasure the servant—
Then now, Qin Feng was the master, while both she and the spiritual treasure had become... servants?
An utterly absurd feeling welled up in her heart.
Shi Ji stared blankly at the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf as it happily circled Qin Feng's fingertip. A thought that even she found utterly inconceivable surfaced uncontrollably in her mind.
As though...
As though, in the eyes of the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf, Qin Feng was a closer, more compatible, more... rightful destination than even her, its former master!
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