Heavenly Craft Clan, No-Fly Zone

Watching Mei Xiyue, disheveled after the storm, Zhao Han chuckled and said:

"Get up. From now on, you're my maid."

"Your methods have been a great help to my cultivation. I'll reward you often from now on!"

Mei Xiyue remained silent, her eyes unfocused.

Perhaps she was still savoring the experience.

Afterward, Zhao Han took Mei Xiyue's Storage Ring and also took a Flower Weird statue.

He didn't let her leave the space, either. Instead, he made her stay there for some ideological reeducation.

After pretending to pray devoutly to the Flower Weird statue, it bestowed upon Zhao Han a wood-element True Art: the Flower Mei Heart Sutra.

After fusing with it, he copied down the original text, wrote it on paper, and fed it straight into his mouth.

"Eating True Arts is a long road, and the journey's arduous."

Having willingly subdued Mei Xiyue as his maid, Zhao Han prepared to capture the runaway Nightmare.

Compared with his newly subdued maid, Mei Xiyue, the one Zhao Han loved most was still Nangong Meng.

He took out the Dragon Seeking Stone and examined it closely.

He found that the golden light on the Dragon Seeking Stone pointed east and was faint, proving that Nightmare had already fled at least ten thousand kilometers away.

The closer the Dragon Seeking Stone was to its target, the brighter its golden light; the farther away, the dimmer it became.

But the golden light would never disappear out of nowhere. Only if the other party went to an Exotic Space would it vanish; even death left behind traces of their aura.

"Nightmare, oh, Nightmare. I gave you time to flee over ten thousand kilometers away. Don't say I never gave you a chance."

Zhao Han didn't care how far Nightmare ran. If she could run,