As night fell, Su Luo and the others had still not exited the primeval jungle.
They had to find a flat spot in the forest and light a campfire to spend the night. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the sky was already densely packed with stars and a gentle night breeze was blowing. Emperor Haotian was the first to imbue Su Luo with power, while the others either stayed nearby to protect her or sat chatting.
"Senior Brother, what cultivation level do you think our junior sister will reach after receiving the infusion?"
"Junior Sister is already a ninth-tier Venerable. She will definitely reach the Spirit King cultivation level. There's no doubt about it!"
"Nonsense! I knew that without you saying it."
"To receive an infusion from the Great Emperor is truly fortunate. I never thought I would have such an opportunity in my lifetime." Wen Dai'er said with deep emotion, leaning beside Chu Tianshu. So many things had happened recently, things she had never imagined before.
This was what life should be like, meaningful.
Fentian sat on the ground, staring intently at Su Luo, his eyes flickering, a stark contrast to his rugged appearance.
"Sister..." he murmured, exceptionally attached, his gaze unwilling to leave.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and his expression changed drastically.
Fentian had woken up.
Su Luo!
It was Su Luo... who had caused him so much misery!
Being like a clown following her, enduring all sorts of humiliation and ridicule... one by one, past events surfaced in his mind. Fentian's face turned gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually increased.
He scanned his surroundings, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he suddenly got up and charged towards Su Luo.
"Brat, die!"
Fentian roared, killing intent flashing in his eyes, and a spiritual light fiercely shot towards Su Luo's chest.
The situation changed abruptly, and everyone was caught off guard, unable to stop him. Only one thought arose: this was bad, his secondary personality had appeared again!
Su Luo was receiving the infusion from Emperor Haotian, her eyes closed, concentrating fully, completely unprepared. Just as she was about to be hit by the spiritual light, with a swish, a mirror appeared in front of Su Luo, directly reflecting the spiritual light. Immediately afterward, countless flowers appeared, instantly transforming into a chain that bound Fentian, rendering him immobile and hanging in mid-air.
Li Tianjue stood up. Seeing that Su Luo was unaffected, his gaze finally fell upon Fentian.
Hanging in mid-air, his feet not touching the ground, Fentian struggled in vain, roaring in anger: "Li Tianjue, let me go, you bastards! I'll kill you, I'll skin you alive, and I'll tear you into a million pieces... Do you hear me? My father will kill all of you, leaving none alive!"
Li Tianjue ignored his barking and, with a thought, brought Fentian, bound by the floral chains, down to the ground. The Dragon Hound, which had been watching expectantly, lunged forward and bit Fentian's calf, causing him to yelp in pain.
The others finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.
"Luo Luo is undergoing the infusion and cannot be disturbed. Senior Dragon Hound, you can release him now. Xiao Guo, you handle him," Li Tianjue said calmly. The Dragon Hound had intimidated Fentian for a while before releasing him.
Tang Xiaoguo understood what Li Tianjue meant. She immediately took out a painting from her storage ring, unfurled it, and pointed it at Fentian, saying crisply, "Look carefully, what is this!?"
Fentian subconsciously turned his head and saw the portrait of a woman on the scroll.
Her features were delicate and refined, graceful and frail, like a small white flower in the wind. The woman's lips were closed, her gaze lowered, and a teardrop hung in the corner of her eye. The painting was so lifelike, it seemed as if she would step out of the scroll at any moment.
Fentian was struck as if by lightning, and he froze: "Mother..."
Various memories surged back—the gentle, loving, sad, painful, tormented looks, the moments of crying and helplessness, all flashed before his eyes. His lips trembled, his eyes glazed over, as if he saw his mother being tormented by his father again and again, only for her to gently tell him it was okay afterward.
In the end, that gentle woman died tragically before his eyes, unrecognizable, with blood splattered everywhere...
"Ah—!" Fentian rolled on the ground in agony, screaming desperately, as if driven mad.
This was the memory he had suppressed deep in his heart, now reignited.
The others watched Fentian's pained state, unsure of how to comment. If he hadn't tried to kill Su Luo, they wouldn't have treated him this way. Although he was to be pitied, he had brought it upon himself.
Pitiable people must have hateful aspects!
Gradually, Fentian stopped screaming and began to sob, like a lost puppy.
Tang Xiaoguo slowly approached him and asked, "Hey, who are you?"
"Mother... no, Sister, I want Sister..." Fentian cried pitifully. It was clear from his voice that the primary personality had returned.
"So it's Little Fentian. Stop crying, get up."
Tang Xiaoguo knew that the primary personality of Fentian was not aggressive and was not afraid of him at all. She helped him up and wiped his tears, saying seriously, "You almost hurt Sister Su just now, do you know that?"
Fentian looked embarrassed and timidly replied, "That was Brother... Brother came out again."
Tang Xiaoguo smiled, shaking the scroll in her hand, "Fortunately, you told me the method. Your brother has been scared back. This method really works."
"I didn't mean to, I can't control Brother," Fentian said, his face pale. He also glanced fearfully at the Dragon Hound.
His leg was bleeding and had bite marks. It must have been bitten by the big dog.
Sister Su isn't here, it's so scary!
The interlude passed, with fright but no real danger. Half an hour later, Su Luo finally completed the infusion.
Everyone gathered around to look at her. They saw Su Luo stand up with clear eyes, her aura contained, but they couldn't tell how she had fared. Chu Tianshu asked eagerly, "Junior Sister, how do you feel now? How much have you broken through?"
Su Luo had gained a great deal. Emperor Haotian had been the first to infuse her, directly helping her break through to Spirit King cultivation.
That wasn't all. She was naturally gifted with excellent comprehension and had also absorbed some of the aura of the Divine Source. She had pushed through in one go to the second tier of Spirit King. This included her water and metal elemental powers, which had all made substantial progress compared to before. Not to mention her Xuan Sect secret techniques, which she could now use with greater ease.
Wen Dai'er held Su Luo's hand, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "Sister Su, I can't believe you're already a second-tier Spirit King. If Tianshu doesn't spar with me anymore, I'll come find you. We can practice together."
Su Luo smiled brightly, "Okay, Sister Wen... Huh?"
She suddenly realized and teased, "You're calling him Tianshu now? Sister Wen, are you and our second senior brother... You two are getting along very well now. It seems good news is coming soon, right, second senior brother?"
Wen Dai'er didn't seem to mind and laughed generously. As for Chu Tianshu, his handsome face flushed, and he quickly corrected her, "Junior Sister, don't overthink it! She and I are just friends. Although it's not like before, there's no good news. Don't misunderstand."
Wen Dai'er's eyes were like silk threads. She hugged his arm and said charmingly, "Really, Tianshu? We're just friends? Didn't you just quietly tell me to hide behind you if there was danger next time? Although your cultivation isn't as good as mine, you're a true man..."
Unexpectedly, their private whispers were revealed in public, and Chu Tianshu's face turned red with embarrassment. "That's enough, shut up!"
"What did you say? Say it again?" Wen Dai'er glared at him.