Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 130 Muddle through

How could someone like that survive to the end?

They really are lucky to be alive.

Many people gave up on her.

Amidst the disdain and indifference of the crowd, Feng Siyue remained peacefully until the next morning.

It's a moment.

The familiar entrance to the secret realm appeared, and Feng Siyue took a slight breath; the performance was about to begin.

She watched as the forty-odd people walked toward the entrance to the secret realm, her feelings a complex mix of emotions.

She remembered the scene when she came in, with hundreds of people, but she never expected that there would be so few left now.

It makes people feel emotional.

Feng Siyue walked forward, tightly gripping the distant jade-purifying flower in her hand, pretending to be wary.

When Feng Siyue passed through the entrance to the secret realm and returned to the land of the Illusionary Universe Continent, she felt somewhat dazed.

Too many people had gathered at the entrance to the secret realm.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was packed with people.

The sky, the earth, and the sea are all filled with people.

Feng Siyue was bumped by the crowd when she wasn't paying attention, and then she felt someone take something from her sleeve. She quickly pretended to be panicked and shouted.

"Who took my things!"

She quickly pushed her way forward, shouting, "Stop!"

Unfortunately, her voice was drowned out by the crowd.

Some people heard it, and some didn't.

Some people were happy that their younger relatives had returned alive, while others shed tears for their loved ones who had died in the secret realm.

The crowd jostled and pushed, creating chaos at the scene.

Long Qianchuan returned to the spirit boat with a gloomy face. The old man who had been waiting on the deck saw his holy son return and hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Highness, did the trip go smoothly?"

"smoothly?"

Long Qianchuan angrily grabbed a teacup and smashed it at his feet, "You all kept saying that the divine artifact would definitely appear in Moon Bay, but I, the Holy Son, have waited for half a month and haven't even seen anything!"

The old man was shocked upon hearing this. "Impossible! Moon Bay is the most likely hiding place for the artifact that we've identified. It's impossible that it's not there!"

Long Qianchuan looked up at him and said, "You mean, this Holy Son has no strength?"

The old man's face turned pale. "This subordinate wouldn't dare!"

A beautiful maidservant beside him poured him a cup of tea, saying, "Your Highness, calm down."

Long Qianchuan took it and drank it.

As his anger subsided, he said, "However, I didn't get it, and neither did the other three families, so it's a relatively good situation."

"By the way, go and find out about someone for me, Li Chuhan. I need all the information about her."

Long Qianchuan thought of something, "Also, it's time for Long Wu to make his move."

The old man lowered his head. "Yes."

In the Sacred Land of Yanji, Jiang Yan stood on the deck, her gaze fixed on the glowing crystal ball in her hand!

As time passed, the crystal ball remained unchanged.

No?

Surprisingly, none of the people who came out took the artifact with them!

Jiang Yan's last hope was shattered.

The woman in green beside her said coldly, "Holy Maiden, the Palace Master requests that you return to the palace immediately."

Jiang Yan's face turned pale as she thought of something.

"understood."

Moments later, the four spirit ships from Zhongzhou began their silent return journey.

Feng Siyue ran out right after someone.

I ran for a long time.

The spiritual consciousnesses locked onto her did not disappear; in fact, they multiplied.

She lowered her eyes, pretended to collapse to the ground as if exhausted, and cried, "How could my precious Jade Purity Flower, which I managed to snatch with great difficulty, be stolen!"

"God, I'm so useless!"

As soon as she uttered the words "Yuanzhi Yuqinghua," she felt all the gazes fixed on her in the shadows vanish in an instant.

Several barely concealed auras swept past overhead, and Feng Siyue curled her lips into a smile.

Since you stole my things, you'll take this disaster for me too.

No one could resist the allure of a sixth-grade spiritual plant hidden within the weak.

As for her, a useless person who didn't even have a storage bag, and whose only valuable possession had been stolen, no one would pay attention to her anymore.

And so, Feng Siyue quietly left the eye of the storm.

She was unaware of the fierce battle for the treasure that would erupt in the South India Islands a quarter of an hour later.

In the nearest town to the South India Islands, Feng Siyue booked a room at an inn.

After taking a bath, the two locked the door and went into Tianxin.

As soon as Feng Siyue entered, a sword gleaming with purple light flew towards her and stopped abruptly in front of her forehead. "You're the sixteen-year-old Spirit Emperor?"

Feng Siyue added softly, "She'll be seventeen in a little over a month."

It swayed back and forth, "Not bad, not bad, your talent is good, form a contract with me!"

"I sensed your defeat of the Jade Bone Demon Lord in the Sword Saint's Secret Realm through the bone sword. I think we're quite compatible, so why don't we just stick together?"

Feng Siyue paused for a moment. Are all divine artifacts so unconventional?

Moon Ripples, what a beautiful name!

"Hey, speak up, Feng Siyue!"

Feng Siyue looked at Xuan Li, "Ah Li, you really won't make a contract?"

Would she really be willing to give up such a powerful artifact?

Xuan Li waved his hand, "No need, I think she's quite suitable for you."

What use would she have for it?

It can't be left as a decoration like the jade hairpin in my hair, can it?

Feng Siyue: "Really don't want to?"

The woman resolutely exclaimed, "No, no!"

The spirit was disgruntled again, "Hey, am I some cheap thing? Why are you all just passing me around like that?"

Feng Siyue hurriedly turned her head, "No, no!"

"Senior Spirit Weapon, you are an extremely precious divine weapon!"

One could faintly detect a hint of ingratiation in his words.

What an artifact!

The spirit was satisfied. "You little girl, you know how to talk."