Flowery Grandee

"Nether Soldiers and Horses—"

"And the Spirit Possession Technique—"

Meiniang was startled. "These aren't the methods of the Mount Shu Sword Sect. They look more like those of an arts cultivator from some unorthodox school—"

But in the next instant, a golden figure flashed past.

Tu Yushu, his entire body seemingly clad in golden armor, was already before her, driving out a fist!

Whoosh!

Golden astral winds swept outward, carrying a wondrous air of invulnerability to all spells.

With a faint smile, she wielded her jade flute and performed a set of Carefree Eighteen Breaks, dissolving every gust of wind from the armored man's punches.

"Little brother, your magical power is as clear as water. Your cultivation in the orthodox mysteries has already reached maturity—what a pity that you favor unorthodox methods so much."

Meiniang licked her lips. "Would you like to practice dual cultivation with your big sister?"

Her voice was cloyingly sweet and soul-stirring, imbued with the demonic schools' mind-bewitching arts.

"Found it!"

Fang Qing's eyes lit up. "You witch, what demonic spell did you use to disturb my mind?"

"Hehe—this is the Heavenly Demon Secret Sound. Your big sister has plenty of other heavenly demon tricks for you to try to your heart's content—"

Meiniang chuckled, but her words stirred something in Fang Qing's mind.

This art of transmitting sound to bewilder the spirit is clearly connected to the [Heart Demon] golden seat!

Has that Devil Ancestor really passed down his lineage in this world?

No—perhaps he attained Void Manifestation of the [Heart Demon] golden seat long ago. That would explain why the demonic path flourishes so greatly—the power of all those secret methods and arts that stir heart demons would have surged along with it—

Having obtained the information he wanted, Fang Qing immediately stopped playing