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Being suddenly addressed, Huang Xue was caught off guard and quickly turned to face a smiling man wearing a fox mask.

"S-Sure," she said, blushing slightly.

Feng Fan sat beside her, his gaze fixed on her.

Huang Xue, watching him from the corner of her eye, felt her cheeks heat up.

"I thought you were joking," she murmured, pulling her hoodie tighter to hide her face.

Feng Fan chuckled. "Why would I joke? You're beautiful, a feast for the eyes."

"T-T-Thank you…" she stammered.

Feng Fan turned his gaze to the stars. "Even though the sky looks different here, it still reminds me of Earth. I wonder… will we ever go back one day?"

Huang Xue's expression darkened. "Yeah… I was wondering the same. All this fighting and killing… I don't know if I'm really suited for it."

Feng Fan sighed. "One day, we'll be strong enough that we won't have to fight or kill anymore. And if we get to live forever with the people we love… doesn't that sound nice?"

Huang Xue hesitated before turning to face him. Instead of answering, she asked softly,

"Did you… really mean it when you said I was your wife?"

Feng Fan blinked in surprise at the sudden question. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"C-C-Can we do… the things husbands and wives do, then?"

Feng Fan's expression froze. 'Sex?'

But when he peeked into Huang Xue's thoughts, the answer was entirely different.

'H-Holding hands… kissing…'

Feng Fan held back a laugh at her innocence. Gently, he placed his hand over hers.

"Of course. After all, aren't we husband and wife?"

Huang Xue blushed like a tomato, frozen in place. Feng Fan could tell she was moments away from a complete meltdown, so he decided to guide her.

With his free hand, he gently caressed her neck, his touch light and reassuring. Slowly, he leaned in. Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss under the moonlight.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

The rest of the night passed peacefully as they sat together, watching the stars.

—

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, Feng Fan and his group stood outside the inn.

"Is everyone ready?" Feng Fan asked.

They all nodded, their expressions serious—especially Mao Shun.

Without wasting time, they set off toward Mount Green. Feng Fan didn't know the exact location of the captives, so he activated his spiritual qi vision.

He was certain the captives would be held in a heavily guarded area, meaning a higher concentration of cultivators—and, in turn, a greater density of spiritual qi. By finding the place where spiritual qi was most concentrated, he could pinpoint their location.

After just one lap around Mount Green, Feng Fan found their target. With his spiritual qi vision activated, he could tell that the strongest among them was at the peak of the Spirit Severing realm, which was too strong even for Feng Fan.

But since their goal was to gather evidence, not engage in a full-on battle, they could avoid direct confrontation.

"Su Xiaoli, hand me the record orb. I'll go in alone while you guys surround the place and make sure no one escapes," Feng Fan instructed.

Su Xiaoli quickly passed him the orb before the group split up. As his companions moved stealthily into position, Feng Fan set his sights on a trio of royal dog cultivators.

With a sudden appearance behind them, he grinned. "Good morning, gentlemen. Lovely day, isn't it?"

The three men were caught off guard. Spinning around, they found themselves facing a man in a fox mask, smiling at them. Without even questioning him, they attacked.

It didn't matter whether he was a friend or foe, their orders were clear: kill any unauthorized person who came near the captives. If he dared to show up here, he had to face the consequences.

Their weapons slashed toward Feng Fan in perfect sync, but he only looked at them with disdain. "Attacking without even saying hello? Didn't your mothers teach you any manners?"

Infusing his right fist with spiritual qi, Feng Fan punched forward—no fancy techniques, just pure, raw power.

The men's weapons struck his energy-infused punch and shattered instantly, as if they were made of brittle iron.

His attack didn't lose an ounce of force, slamming into their bodies and sending them flying backward, blood spraying from their mouths.

"Since they didn't, let me teach you some manners on their behalf."

Feng Fan moved in a blur, delivering a single punch to each of their heads, exploding them on impact.

After finishing them off, he scanned their bodies and chose the one with the least damage on his clothes. Stripping him down, he took the outfit for himself, leaving the corpse in nothing but… pink bear-patterned panties.

Feng Fan stared for a moment, his mouth slightly open. "Well… everyone has their own personal tastes. Who am I to judge?"

Shaking his head, he removed his mask, changed into the stolen clothes, and used the Cleaning Immortal Arts to erase any traces of blood. He had no intention of making conversation inside, but blending in would make things much easier.

Feng Fan activated his spiritual vision again. The camp holding the captives was only a kilometer away from where he was now, and he immediately spotted three arrays in place.

As a tier 5 Array Master with a cheat-like spiritual vision, he not only detected the formations but also understood their purpose almost instantly.@@novelbin@@

One was a diversion array, designed to prevent people from stumbling upon the camp by accident. Another was an illusion array, concealing everything from the outside world. The last one was used to detect intruders. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

To anyone looking in from the outside, it appeared to be nothing more than an empty clearing. But inside, the truth was clear—over a thousand people were chained, guarded by more than two hundred cultivators.

Feng Fan moved toward the area with the fewest guards. With a flick of his sleeve, he created a small opening in the arrays and slipped through undetected.