Shi Ji's Affection, Offering Her Companion Spiritual Treasure

The quiet room was so silent that a falling needle could be heard.

As Qin Feng slowly withdrew his palm, the supreme aura, as if from the primordial chaos, receded like a tide.

Shi Ji remained seated cross-legged, motionless, like a perfect jade sculpture.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were still immersed in the transcendent fortune of transformation she had just experienced, unable to extricate herself.

On her back, the warm touch of Qin Feng's palm seemed not to have dissipated, like a mysterious rune, deeply imprinted on her skin, and even deeper within her heart.

After a long while, Shi Ji suddenly opened her eyes.

BOOM!

Two dazzling divine lights shot out from her phoenix eyes, piercing two bottomless small holes in the hard stone wall of the quiet room.

She quickly restrained her mind, and the terrifying divine lights slowly faded.

Shi Ji slowly lowered her head, spread her fair, jade-like palm, and with a thought, a ball of incomparably pure magical power gathered in her palm, transforming into a lifelike ice lotus.

Feeling the unprecedented, surging power within her body, like a vast river and sea, she was completely stunned.

This… is this still my own strength?

Not only was her previously shaky Dao foundation now as stable as a mountain, but it was also more than ten times stronger than before she was injured.

The magical power within her body had been tempered by that mysterious Chaos Qi, and every strand contained terrifying power far beyond anything before.

She had a strong premonition that if she willed it now, she could break through that final barrier at any moment and enter the mid-stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

This is hardly healing!

This is clearly defying fate!

A supreme fortune that would drive any Grand Unity Golden Immortal in the Primordial World mad!

And the man who bestowed all this upon her was now standing with his back to her, hands behind his back, his posture as straight as a pine, his aura as calm as water, as if he had merely flicked away a speck of dust.

Shi Ji looked up, gazing dotingly at Qin Feng's back.

On her stunningly beautiful face, which could topple nations, shock, gratitude, adoration, and love… all sorts of extremely complex emotions intertwined, finally transforming into an unprecedented firmness.

Words, in the face of such kindness, seemed so pale and powerless.

Ordinary spiritual treasures and magical artifacts were an insult to a Dao Brother.

What else can I, Shi Ji, offer in return?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

Shi Ji's breathing hitched, and a hint of resolve flickered in her watery phoenix eyes.

She knew what she had to do.

She bit her red lip lightly, slowly extended her right hand, palm facing up, and a ball of soft auspicious light suddenly lit up.

Within the light, a small, exquisite silk scarf, embroidered with Bagua Dao patterns and surrounded by colorful cloud energy, floated quietly.

It was her accompanying Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf!

This treasure was her natal item, born with her when she came into existence, closely connected to her Primordial Spirit, Dao foundation, and even her Destiny. It was a part of her body and soul.

The meaning of gifting this treasure was self-evident.

Shi Ji slowly stood up, holding the auspiciously glowing Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf, and walked step by step in front of Qin Feng.

Her heart pounded wildly, and her pretty face was already as red as a ripe apple from shyness and nervousness.

But her eyes were exceptionally clear and firm.

"Dao Brother…"

Shi Ji mustered all her courage, held up the silk scarf in her hand high, and presented it before Qin Feng's eyes.

Her voice was soft, with an irrepressible tremor, yet it contained an unyielding persistence.

"This item… accompanied me from the moment of my birth and is connected to my Origin. Shi Ji has nothing else to repay you with, so I can only give it to Dao Brother."

She paused slightly, raised her misty beautiful eyes, gazed deeply at Qin Feng, and continued softly.

"From now on… it will protect Dao Brother for me, at all times."

As her words fell, the entire quiet room seemed to fall silent.

These words were almost a confession of entrusting her body and soul, along with her future destiny.

Qin Feng turned around and looked at the stunningly beautiful female immortal before him, holding a supreme treasure, her face flushed with shyness, yet her eyes resolute, almost pleading. He was slightly taken aback.

He had intended to refuse.

This Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf was Shi Ji's natal spiritual treasure; its importance was self-evident. How could he take what others cherished?

But the moment he met Shi Ji's eyes, the words of refusal could not be spoken.

In her eyes, there was the desperation of a gamble, the fear of rejection, and even a moth-to-a-flame kind of… plea.

He knew that if he refused, it would likely hurt her more than killing her.

Forget it.

Qin Feng sighed inwardly and finally reached out, taking the flowing, iridescent silk scarf.

However, the moment Qin Feng's fingertips were about to touch the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf.

Something unexpected happened!

Hummm--!

The scarf, which had been quietly suspended, suddenly emitted an incredibly joyful and excited hum, as if it had met a long-lost relative!

Before Qin Feng could fully grasp it, it transformed into a seven-colored stream of light and actively wrapped around his finger, nuzzling against it affectionately.

Immediately after, a profound divine sense from the spiritual treasure, without giving Qin Feng any chance to react, surged into his mind, instantly completing the master-recognition process!

The entire process was smooth and incredibly fast!

It actively recognized a new master!

And it was so eager to do so!

This scene stunned Qin Feng himself.

Shi Ji, standing beside him, was utterly dumbfounded.

Her already flushed, pretty face was filled with disbelief, her small mouth agape, completely lost in a daze.

How... could this happen?

That was her companion spiritual treasure!

It was connected to her origin, an extension of her own limbs!

Although she had offered it willingly, under normal circumstances, Qin Feng would have at least needed to erase her divine soul imprint and spend considerable effort re-refining it to gain initial control.

But what was happening now?

Her divine soul imprint was "squeezed" out by the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf itself, without Qin Feng even having to lift a finger.

And then, it gleefully, eagerly rushed to serve a new master?

It felt like a beloved daughter, raised for billions of years, spotting a handsome young man and immediately packing her dowry to elope with him without a second glance!

Shi Ji felt that the innate connection to the origin between her and the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf, while not severed, had undergone a complete reversal in terms of master and servant roles.

If she was the master and the spiritual treasure was the servant before.

Then now, Qin Feng was the master, and both she and the spiritual treasure had become... servants?

An incredibly absurd feeling washed over her.

Shi Ji stared blankly at the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf happily circling Qin Feng's fingertip, and a thought, so unbelievable that even she found it bizarre, uncontrollably surfaced.

It was as if...

As if, in the eyes of the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf, Qin Feng was its more intimate, more compatible, and more... rightful destination, even more so than its original owner!