Traveling to the world of immortality and becoming a magician

At the same time, in a secret room on the top of the south peak of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beasts, Fang Yiai's slightly worried eyes were staring at a certain lotus in the pool.

To be precise, he should be looking at the phantom of the woman on top of the lotus flower.

Since Gui'er's death, Master informed him of the location and method of opening this secret realm.

Then he would replenish the soul of the soul-accumulating lotus in the pool so that Gui'er's soul could be restored.

He has been doing this for the past few months. Although Du Wugui's soul is still sleeping, his condition is not far from waking up.

Just when he was about to convey the news to his wife, who was looking for the whereabouts of the murderer, a sudden change occurred.

Unexpectedly, the one from Soul Ruins launched an attack directly across the endless void at the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the targets of the attack were his master and his wife.

No one knew why the Hunxu guy would suddenly attack his master and his wife.

Under that sudden blow, the Holy Land of All Beasts had no time to react and was completely unprepared.

Just like that, the master died under that blow. Not even a wisp of the soul that had been divided in advance could escape, and was obliterated by the follower.

Thinking of this, Fang Yiai's eyes turned slightly and landed on the withered soul-accumulating lotus on the far right. A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, which seemed like joy and sadness.

The master was completely dead, but Qiu'er didn't know why, but this part of his soul was still preserved, which made him overjoyed.

But what he discovered next made him a little disappointed, because he noticed that the soul-accumulating lotus that contained Qiu'er's soul, unlike Gui'er's, showed no signs of absorbing the soul in the lotus pond.

If it is not absorbed, the soul cannot be replenished, and it cannot be restored.

This made him a little at a loss. After a long time, he thought if he had to wait until Gui'er's flower had completely absorbed it before he started absorbing it?

then! He increased his investment in soul creation, hoping that Gui'er's flower could absorb it as quickly as possible, so that Qiu'er could begin to recover.

Then, because he was worried that the living souls in his hands might not be enough for Qiu'er to fully recover, he secretly went to the mortal world and took the living souls of mortals from a country to prepare for emergencies.

As for whether he would be held accountable by the Holy Land after this incident was exposed, he didn't care.

As long as Qiu'er can recover, what if the Holy Land punishes him to think under Siguo Cliff for a thousand years?

His eyes fell back on the soul-retaining lotus that contained Gui'er's soul. Looking at the soul that gradually became clear and solidified inside, Fang Yiai's face showed excitement and joy.

It's finally getting better, so Qiu'er can start to recover.

But at this moment, under his affectionate gaze, the shadow of Du Wanqiu's soul in the soul-encrypting lotus suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the soul-acquiring lotus trembled slightly, and then began to wither.

Fang Yiai's eyes widened, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he shouted: "No--"

He began to frantically pour his soul into the lotus pond, trying to save the soul-containing lotus, but his actions did not bring a glimmer of life to the lotus, and it withered after all.

Fang Yiai's body swayed slightly, and an indescribable pain and sadness surged into his heart.

With a pop, he fell to the ground, staring blankly ahead, like a dead corpse.

After a long time, a groan suddenly came from the only surviving soul-accumulating lotus in the lotus pond.

The appearance of this voice made Fang Yiai's originally lifeless eyes move slightly, and it took a while before some life appeared on his body.

Fang Yiai looked at Yunhunlian, which was still making noises, and murmured in a low voice, almost like a moan:

"Yes! There are children, there are children!"

"Even if he is not my child, as long as he is Qiu'er's, that's enough, that's enough!"

Yes, he has always known clearly that Du Wugui is not his child. He has always known it.

Thinking of this, he laughed miserably. Qiu'er might have thought that he was hiding it well!

Little did he know that he had noticed it a long time ago and just kept cooperating with the performance.

Because only in this way, Qiu'er will continue to stay by his side, and he also firmly believes that he will be able to influence Qiu'er one day.

After calming down, Fang Yiai returned to normal. He stood up from the ground and took down the lotus from the pond with a wave of his hand.

The lotus fell into his palm, and the figure inside the lotus also opened his eyes at this moment. Then Du Wugui saw the face in front of him, and he shouted in surprise:

"Father!"

"Ok!"

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Qingxu Sect, the top of Tianyu Peak.

Du Wanqiu looked at the fragment of soul that gradually merged into her body with fear on her face, and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

She could never imagine that someone could actually capture a piece of her soul out of thin air, despite being hundreds of millions of miles away, ignoring the Holy Land and the formations her father had arranged.

Even a saint can't do this kind of appalling method, right? Who is this woman in front of me?

After seeing the split soul completely integrated into Du Wanqiu's body, Funina showed a playful smile on her pretty face:

"Will you still blow yourself up now?"

Du Wanqiu's face turned pale, and he lowered his head without saying a word. After a long time, he said with some trembling:

"Did my father really die?"

"Of course!" Funina replied with a smile.

After hearing this answer, Du Wanqiu fell silent. After seeing the miraculous methods of the woman in front of her, she actually believed the news that her father was dead.

The reason why I asked again was just to confirm again.

Tears began to fall silently from her eyes, sliding down her fair and charming side face and falling to the ground.

But after those tears left the side of her face, they turned into a burst of fluorescence and disappeared in the air.

After a while, Du Wanqiu sniffed and said with a trembling voice:

"Just kill me!"

Funina gave her a strange look:

"I caught you on purpose, how could I kill you?"

"But if you really want to seek death, I have now released my restraints on you. You can try to self-destruct again. Don't worry! I won't stop you."

After finishing speaking, Funina showed a look of interest on her face, as if she wanted to see if the woman in front of her could really self-destruct.

Du Wanqiu's body trembled slightly, she closed her eyes and wanted to explode herself.

But when I think about the resurrection, the back-up plan is gone. If he self-destructs this time, he will be really dead.

She suddenly flinched again and tried several times but could not make up her mind.

Funina watched this scene with interest.

Finally, Du Wanqiu gave up, covered her face with her hands, squatted on the ground and began to cry.

Funina bent down, touched Du Wanqiu's head and said with a smile:

"Since you are afraid of death, then just be a toy from now on."

"You can resist and struggle as much as you like. I feel like my master likes this."