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

Chapter 461 Lu Rongtai

"envy?"

Why do you think I would be jealous?

Qingqing drew out her words slightly, reminding her, "That's a top-grade medicinal herb with a yield of five thousand doses!"

"You already said that the first time you mentioned the Moon Glass Ice Flower."

The woman drank her wine casually, her mood quite indifferent.

Qingqing looked at her incredulously, "This medicinal herb not only purified their bloodline but also granted them the Shadow Clan's innate abilities. Aren't you envious?"

Feng Siyue downed the wine in her glass in one gulp, then continued pouring with a slight ripple in her eyes. "I'm envious, but didn't you say that only the Shadow Clan can use the Moonlit Ice Flower, which can purify bloodline purity?"

The little guy nodded its noble head.

"Yes~"

The woman shrugged. "That's why I don't need it."

"I inherited the bloodline of my ancestor and awakened the power of the stars, so why should I compete with my subordinates?"

Qingqing listened and thought it made some sense.

"That's true, even if you swallow the Bloodline Bead, you won't be able to activate your bloodline... Hey hey hey hey! Don't just drink it all yourself! Leave some for me!"

The little guy jumped up and down anxiously, staring longingly at the wine in Feng Siyue's hand.

Feng Siyue's lips curled into a faint smile as she took out a wine glass and poured him a drink.

"If Ali were here, you wouldn't get any to drink."

She glanced at Qingqing, then lowered her head and buried it in her wine glass, saying nonchalantly, "Sister Li likes me so much, she wouldn't eat alone!"

will not?

Feng Siyue didn't say anything.

"......"

"Holy crap! Little Li San, are you trying to fly to the heavens!?"

Hehehe! Aren't you envious?

"Waaaaah, why is mine so useless? You guys are all so weird!"

"Hahaha, it's okay, I've got your back!"

"......"

As night deepened, the revelers below remained oblivious, while a person and a bird quietly watched their antics from above the bamboo house.

Perhaps many years later, Feng Siyue will recount and reminisce with the person she is waiting for.

In the latter half of the night, Luo Yi returned to Feng Siyue's side.

"master."

Feng Siyue didn't know how much she had drunk and felt a little dizzy. She put away the wine pot, stood up and waved her hand, "Don't tell me. You and Li Yi, remember to teach them what it means to shut up."

"I'm tired, you can go now."

Yan Nanfei nodded. "Yes."

Shut up?

Does it mean hiding one's true self?

Or should we simply shut them up about the existence of Saint-level medicinal herbs?

Um.....

Never mind, I'll just say both.

........

Ten days passed in a flash.

Lu Rongtai, one of the three sites of the great war between gods and demons thousands of years ago, was sealed by the local sects to prevent innocent casualties due to the malevolent energy that had grown within it.

Because of its rampant violence, it has become the top choice for training for various sects and families.

Every year in mid-to-late March, the younger generation of Qinghe Luozhou gathers at Lurongtai.

Lurongtai is located in the southwest corner of the eastern part of Qinghe Luozhou, nestled in Lurong Town at the foot of the Menghu Mountains.

March 17th, three days before the site opens.

Outside the Deer Formation lies a vast plain. When Feng Siyue and his companion arrived, they could see the long line of people stretching for thousands of meters outside the town from afar.

Yan Nanfei clicked his tongue in amazement, "So many people?"

Dressed in black robes, they silently stood at the back of the line.

At the entrance to the town stood a stone tablet, beside which stood two smiling old men in green robes. The old man on the left, holding a register of names, said kindly, "Oh dear, children, Deer Terrace is very dangerous. Those whose cultivation has not reached the Spirit King level cannot enter."

His voice carried wherever his disciples stood.

Another slightly younger, plump old man spoke up.

"That's right! Old Zhou is absolutely right. Don't let your momentary curiosity cost you your lives!"

There was a lot of chatter among the crowd.

"what?"

"One cannot enter unless one's cultivation level is at least at the Spirit King level?"

"why?"

"I traveled all this way to broaden my horizons, so why are there any restrictions?"

Many high-level spiritual masters are getting anxious.

Someone asked, "Seniors, we've come all this way, can't you make an exception?"

"Yes, yes!"

The fat old man shook his head seriously.

"Your thinking is wrong. If we give in to you, then you will perish in the midst of evil spirits. Who will pity your parents?"

"Children, the rule that one must reach the Spirit King level to enter the Deer Rong Platform is a rule set by the sects and families of Qinghe Luozhou. It will not be changed and there will be no exceptions."

Seeing the old man's resolute attitude, the young cultivators who had not met the requirements had no choice but to sigh and leave.

Break in?

They don't have the guts!

Some people were unwilling to give up and stepped aside to look at their fellow practitioners who were still in the line with envy.

Many left, accounting for a third of the team.

The departure of these people allowed Feng Siyue and her companion to arrive at the foot of the mountain, a kilometer away.

The portly old man glanced at it briefly, stroked his dark beard, and said...

"We have a spirit-testing tablet here. Rest assured, young friends, this thing will only check whether you meet the requirements and will not leak your privacy."

"Let's begin the test!"

The old man holding the roster spoke.

"Come one by one. If you meet the requirements, the spirit-testing tablet will flash with golden light. If not, please leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks in line reached out their hands one by one.