"Poor Ye Chen!"
Ye Long gave him a sympathetic look and mourned him for two and a half minutes in his heart.
Legend had it that Ye Chen had once merely crooked his mouth in front of Director Qin, only to have his title of Northern Border God of War stripped away and be forcibly branded a remnant of Great Yan.
Even after ascending to the Immortal Realm, he still couldn't escape Director Qin's clutches.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for harming an Epic Son of Heaven and increasing his danger level. You have received 1,000,000 Villain Points!"
"His danger level increased? That means nothing happened!"
Qin Feng couldn't even be bothered to shed crocodile tears anymore. He continued leisurely forming hand seals to refine the Immortal King puppet.
Inside the Purple Heaven Yin Yang Cauldron, golden flames roiled around Immortal King of the Void's remains. Runes circled his body, which periodically gave off the pressure of an Immortal Lord, along with wisps of spatial power.
"Your Majesty, what are you refining?"
Zi Yuan had woken at some point. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Feng refining an artifact.
She languidly sat up, wearing a red silk bellyband that left her smooth, fair shoulders bare. Then she nestled her head against Qin Feng's shoulder and expertly wrapped her slender arms around him from behind.
"You're awake? I'm refining a little puppet."
Qin Feng turned and kissed Zi Yuan's cheek without slowing down the puppet's refinement at all.
"A puppet?"
Zi Yuan murmured curiously and peered into the cauldron.
Immortal King of the Void slowly opened his eyes, but they were dull and vacant, like those of a lifeless doll.
His body was also badly decayed, like an old tree withered by years of wind and frost. The slightest