Gong Lianfen cautiously approached Chen Fei. Just now, she had thought Chen Fei was a madman, drawing his sword and killing without a word.
Now that she had discovered it was a misunderstanding, she still felt somewhat apprehensive.
Yet such a powerful Spiritual Treasure as the Geng Gold Tiger had been pinned beneath Chen Fei's sword, unable to move.
If Gong Lianfen wanted to escape alive, it seemed her only hope lay with Chen Fei.
Gong Lianfen secretly glanced at Chen Fei. If his demands were not too excessive, it was not as though she could not agree to them. Staying alive came first, after all.
Chen Fei glanced at Gong Lianfen, then carefully examined the Geng Gold Tiger beneath his sword.
On the Central Continent, even Demonic Cultivators with the most outrageous tastes rarely gave their Spiritual Treasures an extra pair of eyes and a mouth. Spiritual Treasures were meant for battle, and extra eyes and a mouth were utterly useless in a fight.
Moreover, making something like this was no easy task. It required altering numerous forging methods, and no artificer had ever researched such a direction.
The Geng Gold Tiger's realm was also rather strange. Though it possessed the power of the Late Fourth Order, it gave Chen Fei an illusory feeling, as though its realm might plummet at any moment.
"What is going on with this Spiritual Treasure?" Chen Fei looked at Gong Lianfen.
"I do not know either. Ever since I became trapped here more than a month ago, this Spiritual Treasure has been chasing me."
Gong Lianfen shook her head and said quietly, "There were ten Mountain Sea Realm cultivators at the start. Now, only I remain."
"Human, you had better release me. Otherwise, once my master's divine art reaches completion, he will surely