Looking at the statue before him, a sharp gleam flashed through Qin Fengming's eyes, and greed surged within that divine light.
As he stared intently at the statue before him, Qin Fengming was suddenly startled. He thought of the coffin placed in the center of True Person Yiyang's cave dwelling just moments ago.
Although the outer shell of that coffin had looked extremely ordinary, it was merely made from a precious material capable of absorbing yin energy. If one put one's mind to it, such material could even be collected in a lower interface.
But how could a dignified Mahayana Existence carry something so ordinary? The coffin inside surely could not be made from material inferior to that of the statue before him. Could it be something refined from Nourishing Yin Wood?
Steadying his mind, Qin Fengming's expression settled. He looked at the statue before him, clasped his fists, bowed, and respectfully saluted before speaking in an exceedingly deferential tone: "Senior, this junior has something he wishes to discuss with you. I ask that Senior show herself so we may meet."
"Brat, why have you come here again? Don't think that just because you have that villain Yi Yang backing you, this Immortal Fairy won't do anything to you. If this Immortal Fairy wants to kill you, it would take no more effort than blowing away dust."
The statue's eyes slowly opened. Looking at Qin Fengming, who was respectfully bowing before it, she spoke in a cold voice.
Seeing that Fairy Yaoxi had not immediately made a move to capture and kill him, Qin Fengming's heart, which had been hanging high, finally relaxed. He had feared that she would disregard right and wrong and kill him without even giving him a chance to speak.
"Senior Immortal Fairy, may I ask