Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

The golden talisman that flew out of his hand instantly turned into a golden light and flew up into the sky, and then the golden light increased greatly!

A thick golden beam of light came down rapidly from the sky and knocked the dragon down tightly!

The shrill screams suddenly resounded throughout the hall!

The scales all over its body opened and closed, and blood gradually seeped out from the gaps.

Wen Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his hand again!

The golden beam of light immediately turned into countless golden chains, and the dying dragon was tightly bound!

"Collect!" Wen Jin said lightly!

Following Wen Jin's order——

An ancient pattern of talismans faintly appeared on the chain, and it tightened rapidly!

The chain cut into the dragon's flesh, deforming its scales.

Then it shrank along with the chain and disappeared into the air.

A large amount of blood gushed out of Wen Jin's mouth. He was staggering in mid-air, holding his chest and trying to regulate his breathing.

Ji Yunmiao's eyes flashed, the dark light in his eyes faded away, and he tiptoed towards Wen Jin.

"The artifact has arrived..."

Wen Jin fell into Ji Yunmiao's arms and said softly.

Ji Yunmiao said nothing. After landing, he took out a bottle of pills from his space ring, poured out a pill and fed it to Wen Jin.

He pursed his lips. This was something he had practiced in private and should not be exposed to the public.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in Wen Jin's body was in chaos, and his consciousness was also affected and became somewhat unstable.

But as for what this high-level elixir she was taking was all about, her mind was as clear as a mirror, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Ji Yunmiao helped Wen Jin sit up cross-legged, and he sat behind her to help her organize her spiritual power and adjust her breathing.

……

After Song Guanqing and Wen Jin had their talk, he returned to his room and thought about it for a while before suddenly regretting it.

He knocked on Wen Jin's door, but no one answered.

When he pushed the door open, he saw that the place was empty, with only a table full of neatly stacked talismans left.

I couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed: my junior sister has grown up and is very smart.

After resisting the beast tide for many days, the few people had just led the team to suppress the monster that broke through the seal and tried to get out of the water, when several uninvited guests arrived.

They are from the Bloodfang Beast Hall and Wudang Mountain.

At that time, Song Guanqing had just retracted his spirit sword when he heard someone in midair say, "Island Master Song, long time no see!"

When Song Guanqing heard this, he looked up and saw Murong Lin, the master of the Bloodfang Beast Hall, with his hands behind his back, standing on the sword and smiling at him.

He sent a message to Meng Chengyu, asking him to lead the team back first, while he and Xu Yuan stayed behind.

Murong Lin made a light gesture, the two sides saluted each other, and then watched the Penglai disciples leave.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Hundred Illusions Boat not far away, and said, "Island Master Song has such a magical treasure, why doesn't he invite us to sit on the boat as well?"

Song Guanqing snorted coldly: "Please speak frankly, Lord Murong. We are going to rest after we are done."

Xu Yuan nodded, smiled and said nothing.

"It's sad when Island Master Song speaks like this."

"If you are sad, leave quickly. This is my Penglai territory."

Song Guanqing showed no mercy.

"It's like this. We heard that a beast tide broke out near Penglai Xianzong. We were nearby, so we wanted to come and help."

A leader dressed in the Wudang Xianshan school uniform stepped forward on his sword and explained.

Hearing this, Song Guanqing and Xu Yuan both sneered in their hearts: If this is true, then it must be weird.

Song Guanqing's eyes fell on the man and he looked him up and down: Well, I don't know him, you're welcome.

So everyone just heard Song Guanqing say "Oh" and nothing else.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Guanqing held his sword and said, "Didn't you say you would help? Go down."

He raised his chin and pointed to the whirlpool below.

The smile on the visitor's face suddenly froze.

"Disciples were supposed to keep watch tonight, but you guys have arrived at the perfect time."

"If you can keep watch for us all night, it would be a great help~~~~~"

Xu Yuan said with a smile, deliberately dragging out the word "very busy".

"Several experts helped us keep watch, and now we can finally have a good night's sleep."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Guanqing.

"Thank you very much."

Song Guan enjoys a leisurely and leisurely path.

Murong Lin hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked, "Can we subdue a few monsters and bring them back?"

"Many disciples of the Blood Fang Beast Hall want to find some monsters that are good at fighting in water."

Hearing this, Song Guanqing was a little surprised. Looking at Murong Lin's appearance, it seemed that he was not lying.

He turned around and looked at Xu Yuan, who nodded to him.

He had heard a long time ago that the Blood Fang Beast Hall had recently accepted a large number of disciples with water spiritual roots. Their cultivation techniques were connected to the bloodlines of monster beasts and they progressed together, so there was indeed a shortage of water-based monster beasts.

"Palace Master Murong, please do as you please."

Song Guanqing nodded to Murong Lin.

Murong Lin clasped his hands and bowed to Song Guanqing: "Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Guanqing and Xu Yuan flew up on their swords and headed towards the Baihuan Boat.

"Murong Lin is a completely different person when he's serious." Song Guanqing said.

Xu Yuan nodded: "In the past few decades, the strength of the Blood Fang Beast Hall has not been as strong as before, not as good as the Ten Thousand Beast Peak in Penglai. A few years ago, Murong Lin took over the position of the hall master and carried out a large-scale reform, so he had a lot of dealings with our Ten Thousand Beast Peak."

"According to the disciples of Wanshou Peak, after Hall Master Murong took over, he took the sect's affairs very seriously and personally handled everything, which was very different from his usual playful image."

"Do you think the purpose of his visit is the same as he said?"

"It's pretty close." Xu Yuan said, "But the person from Wudang Mountain doesn't look right."

"I've never heard of these two families having such a good relationship."

"These two teams appear to be together, but they are most likely not of the same mind. Murong Lin must have been deceived by the Wudang Immortal Mountain."

Xu Yuan concluded.

Song Guanqing's eyes turned cold: "That's for the artifact."

"The news from Wudang Immortal Mountain is well-informed. We sent people to investigate first."

"Fortunately, Junior Sister passed away first, but there is still no news until now. If the soul lamp was not still lit, it would really make people worried."

……

The spiritual power in Wen Jin's body is being slowly combed.

Ji Yunmiao injected his own spiritual power, leading Wen Jin's chaotic spiritual power to wander within his spiritual veins and dantian, straightening them out bit by bit.

Feeling Wen Jin's turbulent consciousness, he hesitated for a moment and withdrew his hand, not knowing whether to help Wen Jin stabilize his consciousness.

Her altar...it would be very...impolite to trespass without her consent.

However, her consciousness is currently unstable. Without external intervention, it is unknown when it will stabilize and recover completely.

A game was going on in Ji Yunmiao's mind.

The other voice that didn't belong to him and should have come out to shout was silent at this moment, which made him feel a little strange.

It’s better that she’s not here, so as to avoid encouraging him to take the opportunity to get rid of her.

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on Wen Jin's face in his arms.