"They're barking again!"
Qin Feng's Outer Body Incarnation was quite displeased.
If he weren't busy repairing the ancestral demonic sword and couldn't spare a hand, he would've gone out and whacked Yuan with a stick.
Fortunately, his main body had already written the script. Liu Ru Yan was now in a small border town up ahead, disguised as a heartbroken little fairy drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
It could be said that from the moment Yuan stepped out of the Western Region's ancient battlefield, he had already entered the script Director Qin had carefully written for him.
"Next up is Liu Ru Yan Emperor's starring role!"
Qin Feng tracked Yuan's location in real time and informed Liu Ru Yan that he had emerged.
Then he paid no further heed to Yuan's barking and resumed forming hand seals to repair the ancestral demonic sword.
Although he now possessed some ridiculously powerful equipment—the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron, Solar True Fire, Pass Like Years, and the Time Great Dao Seal—his cultivation was still too low. Fully repairing an imperial weapon like the ancestral demonic sword would take at least three or four Kun years.
And even after the ancestral demonic sword was repaired, there were still the Lingxiao Sword, Golden Dragon Spear, Qin Emperor's Immortal Armor, the Immortal King's corpse, and other spoils of war to deal with.
"There's no end to it! I'll never get it all done!"
Qin Feng looked as if the stench of office life had eaten away at him, turning him into a walking corpse in an instant.
The scene shifted to a small border town.
Liu Ru Yan sat on someone's rooftop, her gaze hazy as she drank from a jug of strong liquor.
Ever since she had received Director Qin's guidance last time, she had