Under Cecily's gaze, Feng Buzhi stopped, his brow slightly furrowed.
Feng Buzhi wore a puzzled expression, as if deep in thought.
Cecily looked surprised.
Could it be that her calm explanation just now had actually gotten through to Feng Buzhi?
For some reason, Cecily found it hard to believe. Had she actually changed Feng Buzhi's mind?
Then, in the next moment, she realized she had overthought things. What Feng Buzhi was considering had nothing at all to do with what she had said.
Feng Buzhi frowned. "You just mentioned two-headed ogres, but I remember you discussing ogres with Pei Chao. From what you said, ogres should only have one head."
"Huh? You heard that?"
Whenever Feng Buzhi sat cross-legged or flopped about in the scorching sand, she would sometimes chat with Pei Chao out of sheer boredom, telling him about what she had seen beyond the starting town and, incidentally, pouring out some complaints about Feng Buzhi's actions.
So it seemed that Feng Buzhi had heard all those complaints she had poured out back then.
Yet Feng Buzhi did not seem to care much.
Thinking of this, Cecily shook her head, clearing away her wild thoughts. "Ordinary ogres have one head, but some ogres have two. These two-headed ogres are relatively rare among ogres."
Feng Buzhi lightly pinched his chin. "Then if an ogre has one head, is it possible for it to become two-headed?"
Cecily thought for a moment. "There should be a way, I suppose. I've heard that the bloodlines of single-headed and two-headed ogres are essentially no different. By the way, why are you asking?"
"Just considering my next stage of cultivation."
As Feng Buzhi spoke, he stepped into the mist ahead surrounding the Fifth Altar.
Cecily followed close behind. "So you still intend to fuse with