Side Story Nine: It Got Complicated (An Extra Chapter for Fellow Daoist 71010401; Please Vote)

Feng Shu had merely been asking, but upon hearing Chan Simiao say this, he waved his hand again. "That won't be necessary. But if this person truly ends up an idiot... Fellow Daoist Chan, don't blame this poor Daoist!"

"Not at all. The Soul Searching Method has always carried the possibility of failure. Even if the Alliance Leader came in person, he could not guarantee success with absolute certainty. Fellow Daoist Feng, please proceed!" Chan Simiao replied with a smile.

Feng Shu nodded and swept his gaze over the man on the ground. His right hand formed dozens of exceedingly intricate hand seals, all of which struck the man's head. Then his right hand suddenly shot out, his index finger stirring the Primordial Qi around them. Rings of four-colored radiance emerged like brilliantly mottled butterflies, and with Feng Shu's finger, descended upon the man's brow...

Yet in an instant, Feng Shu's previously relaxed expression turned grave, then slowly shifted into a trace of mockery. He gave a soft snort through his nose, withdrew his index finger, turned to Chan Simiao, and shook his head. "This poor Daoist... has made a fool of himself. This man... has indeed become an idiot! There is... nothing at all in his memories. Perhaps just now, this poor Daoist..."

Chan Simiao did not seem surprised, but the disciple beside him cried out in shock. Then Feng Shu's sharp gaze swept over him, and he immediately lowered his head!

"Ah! Feng Shu, his... his eyelids moved!" The instant the disciple lowered his head, he saw the man's eyelids twitch faintly!

This time, Feng Shu did not dare make any rash moves. He merely stood to one side and watched quietly.

Sure enough, after no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea,