As he spoke, the Demonic Cultivator Body quietly swept his surroundings with the corner of his eye, his pupils rolling restlessly.
After all, he was not the real Su Shi'er and felt not the slightest attachment to the injured Feng Fei.
He had been looking for an opportunity to obtain the treasure of the original body that Su Shi'er most likely possessed.
And this cave dwelling was sealed off by an array from the outside.
Within the cave dwelling, aside from the injured disciple in name and Yu Wan'er, who was at the Nascent Soul Stage, there was only Su Shi'er, whom he had been watching all along.
If he made a move here...
His gaze flashed, and fervent light filled the Demonic Cultivator Body's eyes.
But just as the thought arose, another fierce gust of wind came from behind him, instantly extinguishing that little scheme in his heart.
"Hmm? Martial Sister Tang has come as well?"
The Demonic Cultivator Body was the first to turn around and speak.
As his words fell, the fierce wind dispersed, revealing Tang Zhuying's figure.
"There is an unusual aura within this cave dwelling. I came specifically to take a look. I haven't disturbed Martial Brother Su, have I?"
Tang Zhuying wore a gentle smile as she spoke, her gaze turning toward Feng Fei in the cultivation chamber.
The Demonic Cultivator Body hurriedly smiled. "Of course not. My disciple's injuries are somewhat strange. Su is also pondering how to treat her injuries!"
He did not truly care about the injured Feng Fei, but his Spirit Severing stage cultivation was there for all to see.
Even with only a cursory glance, he could naturally see the several forces inside Feng Fei's body that had fallen out of balance and run rampant.
Su Shi'er took the