Forty-five companions in the furnace and cauldron

  "...Mo Junya evaded and didn't answer, turning her head to glance into the wind, with a profound and probing expression, saying "I'm afraid it's not just me who knows, I reckon little Shifu should have also heard about it long ago?"

  He raised an eyebrow, but didn't say a word, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

  "Hmph... Master is indeed joking!" Upon hearing this, Feng Ri Xi smiled faintly and said, "As everyone knows, Master's personality is too cold. When I was young, I was actually quite afraid of him, so naturally I don't know much about his affairs! Compared to Master, I think I understand Qi Tong Jun better..."

  It seemed like she thought of something, and a warm, gentle smile floated to her lips, with a hint of intoxicating charm rippling in her pure eyes, truly tantalizing the heartstrings and captivating the soul.

  This intoxicating smile made everyone present stunned.

  "Hehe, what's so funny?" Little White blinked her big round eyes and asked.

  "It's nothing, I just thought that Kirito hates fluffy things the most, so the mounts of other Kings are basically all shiny and beautiful spirits, but his mount is..." Feng Li hesitated for a moment.

  "What is it?" Yun Shu curiously interrupted and asked.

  "What a thousand-year-old turtle!" Feng Li Xi rolled her eyes and said with an air of superiority.

  Because his own mount was really not presentable, Qi Zhun Jun usually flew with a sword and rarely brought his own mount out. And as for the interesting stories about his mount, only a few close friends knew.

  Feng Li He glanced at Mo Junya faintly, wanting to get something out of her, but it's likely that Mo Junya won't be of any use.

  At these words, Yun Shu's face stiffened for a moment, and the look of wanting to laugh but not daring to made Feng Li Xi glance over and shoot him a white eye.

  At this time, the leading female witch stepped forward and spoke with a sweet and pleasant voice, "Please, Shaman-sama and several masters, follow Bisei to come. The leader is already waiting for you in the main hall!"

  The Nu ethnic woman spoke with a pair of bright phoenix eyes constantly glancing at Xi Yue's body, her infatuated expression evident on her face.

  He gazed at his own master with a faintly cold look, still an ice mountain for thousands of years, unmoving and unfeeling, without any hint of emotion, yet somehow so many women fell in love with him?!

  At the same time Feng Li Xi looked at Wei Wu Xiang, Mo Jun Ya also cast a loving glance at him, coincidentally meeting Feng Li Xi's gaze head-on.

  Feng Li Xi took out a silk handkerchief and pretended to wipe the sweat from her face, withdrawing her gaze without leaving any trace. If she were to exchange glances with Mo Junya again, she feared that they would soon be staring each other down.

  She smiled slightly and nodded her head, without saying a word.

  Bi Yun smiled slightly, and wasn't disappointed by Xi Yue's coldness.

  The Witch's Holy Land is indeed a secluded paradise, with an abundance of spiritual energy and exotic flowers and grasses everywhere. Along the way, countless fragrant flowers and spiritual fruits hang from the branches, making one's mouth water. In the forest sea of flowers, there are countless pavilions and towers, crystal palaces and jade halls that appear and disappear, so beautiful it's hard to take in. From time to time, beautiful maidens dressed in light silk robes flit about between the flower forests, their sleeves fluttering as if they were spirits among the flowers.

  The blue cloud was vast and majestic, with soft and gentle words. "The fragrant flowers and spiritual fruits here are all carefully cultivated by the witch tribe's top-grade vegetables and fruits, which can greatly improve one's cultivation and spiritual power. Since you are all apprentices of the Witch Master, you don't need to report back, just pick and enjoy them freely!"

  Upon hearing this, Yun Shu didn't hesitate at all and immediately plucked several fragrant fruits to devour them whole. In contrast, Mo Junya was more restrained, she simply picked a nearby fruit and savored it slowly, her movements as smooth as flowing clouds, without any coarseness.

  Although these spiritual fruits are beneficial to cultivators, they have no appeal to Feng Lixue. If there were many shiny young boys hanging from the trees now, she might have pounced on them and taken a bite. Feng Lixue only glanced at the colorful spiritual fruits on the branches, then withdrew her gaze. However, when she met Xiao Bai's hungry eyes staring at her again, she stiffened.

  Fengli Xi glanced at Xiaobai again, didn't say a word. Turned around and plucked a purple fruit from the branch, peeled it and directly threw it into Xiaobai's mouth.

  The little white thief's big eyes were staring at Feng Ri Xi, its sharp mouth quickly and accurately wrapped around the Ling fruit, and with a few swift motions, it swallowed it into its belly, revealing an expression of satisfaction and yet still unsatisfied craving.

  Unexpectedly, Fengli Xi treated Xiao Bai as if he was completely transparent, completely ignoring his hungry eyes, and walked around Mo Junya, going forward...

  Through the lush flowers and fruit trees, a magnificent building with golden and emerald brilliance stands proudly among the mountains.

  Biyun led the crowd to the front of the grand hall and smiled softly, saying, "This is the sacred temple of the Wu tribe. Please let Wu Zong and a few fellow cultivators go ahead on their own. Biyun will no longer disturb you!"

  After finishing speaking, Biyun bowed to Xi Yue and then turned around and left gracefully...

  Through the magnificent gate of the Holy Temple, Xi Yue Wu led the disciples into the Witch Tribe's Holy Temple. Mo Junya closely followed behind Xi Yue Wu, while Feng Li Xi and Xiao Bai walked at the very back.

  All the way through countless white silk curtains, at the highest point of the temple's thousand-layered stairs, on a wide and soft couch cast in gold, reclined a beauty dressed in white clothes. Her long, pale purple hair cascaded to the ground, winding and curling, her white dress was as snowy, that one bright and handsome face seemed like an exquisite work of art, so beautiful it's almost unreal.

  If it's said that Mo Junya is already a stunning beauty, but compared to the woman in front of her, she actually pales in comparison by quite a bit.

  It's really true that people are compared with each other until one dies, and goods are compared with each other until they're discarded.

  In the wind, Xi's heart was filled with emotion as he glanced at Mo Junya's unusual face. He feared that when Mo Baihua saw a woman even more beautiful than herself, she would inevitably feel a little uneasy in her heart.

  If she wasn't mistaken, the beautiful woman on the soft couch should be the legendary leader of the Wu tribe - Xiě Ruò Sù.

  It seemed to have sensed someone's arrival, and Xi Yue slowly opened her slightly closed eyes, looking down slightly, waiting until she saw Xi Wu Xuan before slowly speaking, "Xi Wu Xuan, you've finally deigned to return?"

  Upon hearing this, Xi Yue's expression remained calm and unruffled, not showing any signs of being moved.

  She pouted slightly with a hint of embarrassment, then suddenly stood up, and in the blink of an eye, she had vanished onto the soft couch.

  He couldn't help but continue to complain, "Hmph... I don't know how I ended up with a cold-blooded brother like you. If it were someone else who dared to treat me like this, they'd probably have been buried in the garden as fertilizer by now!"

  "Enough, put away your disguise, I'm not buying this act!" After a long time, Xi Yue Wu slowly opened her mouth.

  Upon hearing this, Xi Ye's face broke into a gentle smile, and then she put away her disguise, scanning Mo Junya and Feng Lixi with a calm expression.

  Suddenly, only to see Xī Yuè Rú Suǒ's left hand pinched fingers and calculated, the expression on her face changed in an instant, "Wǔ Yún, you actually brought your future dual cultivation partner this time? If mother were still alive, she should be quite delighted."

  The words had barely fallen when the expressions of the people present underwent a subtle change. The mysterious aspect of the Witch tribe lay not only in the eternal abundance of their spiritual power, but also in the fact that their divination techniques were absolutely infallible. Moreover, the divination techniques of the successive leaders of the Witch tribe were the strongest.

  In the wind, Xi faintly looked at Mo Junya with a shy and embarrassed expression, her face full of confusion. Xie You Ruo had only said that their master had brought his future dual cultivation partner this time, but hadn't explicitly stated it was Mo Junya, so why did she have to reveal such an expression?

  As for that faint smile, his expression was somewhat different from usual. All that could be seen was a flicker in his deep and calm eyes, making it hard to discern his thoughts.

  Xue Ruo was intently observing everyone's expressions. When she saw Feng Li Xi's calm face, she slightly paused, then continued, "But...Wu Yun, why did you still bring the stove over?"

  At this point, Feng Li Xi was stunned and had a look of astonishment on her face.

  As an author, how could she not know when she had paired the male lead with a furnace?!

  "Just when did you start liking this foxy lady? With just this face, who knows how many men's souls will be hooked?!" Before Fengli Xi could react to what was happening, he saw Xie Yusu stretch out her jade finger and tap him lightly, saying with a disapproving expression, "Even if you want to find a furnace companion, shouldn't it be someone like your dual cultivation partner - a beautiful person with an elegant demeanor, as if descended from the celestial realm?"

  By this time, Feng Li Xi had basically understood everything.

  So it turned out that Xie You had actually taken her as a plaything for his lustful desires all along?!

  She couldn't help but roll her eyes, and Feng Ri Xi expressed his innocence. This is really a case of being framed while lying down!

  "Sir, please mind your manners. Which eye of yours saw me as a furnace?" Suppressing his discontent, Feng Li Xi looked at Xie Wu Xian's face and calmly said, "With my status, do I need to humble myself and be someone else's furnace? As soon as I raise my hand, I'm afraid there will be many people who will eagerly come forward to be my furnace!"

  "Xuě Yī looked at Xuě Wǔ with a gentle gaze and said, 'Wǔ, your forehead is full and noble, unmatched in status, with a rosy complexion and great wisdom. The golden flower mark on your brow indicates that you will rise to greatness soon. And the girl standing next to you has the luck of helping her husband, she can assist you in rising quickly. However, beware not to have any dealings with this fox spirit, otherwise, she will bring you calamity and hardship, causing you to experience life and death separations, and it is highly likely that your body and soul will perish, never to be reborn.'"

  Upon hearing this, Fengli Xi's heart was completely unsettled.

  Xuanyuan and Mo Junya are a match made in heaven, this point, she cannot deny. But, why do the matters between the two of them have to involve her?!

  Due to Xue Ruo Su's one sentence, the entire shrine was instantly filled with a strange atmosphere.

  Just then, a cool and gentle female voice suddenly sounded, "Mother, is this the Wu Yun uncle you often mention to Ling Xi?"

  Before her words had fallen, a beautiful woman wearing pink gauze clothes rushed into Xi Yue Ruo Su's arms.

  In Yueruo Su's arms, she coquettishly acted spoiled for a while before the lovely woman finally lifted her head to look at everyone.

  As expected, when she caught sight of Xi Yue's face, she immediately revealed a gaze of long-held admiration, and when she swept past Mo Junya, a thread of unknown disgust flashed in her eyes.

  However, when Feng Li Xi calmly accepted Ling Xi's inquisitive gaze, Ling Xi widened her eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

  "I am the disciple of Wuyan Zhenren - Shan Jiu Ling!" Feng Li Xi said lightly.

  "What? You're Shan Jiu Ling?" Upon hearing this, Ling Xi's eyes widened in shock and her face was filled with incredulity. "Impossible! Shan Jiu Ling has never been a disciple of Xie Wu Yu! Moreover, she should be melting away in the Blood Pool Purgatory soon, so how can she appear in the Witch Tribe's Sacred Temple?!"