Treasured object of noble contention

  "Whatever, I knew it. Your small sect definitely can't produce anything good." Yi Feng curled his lip and looked at Ning Xuan with disdain.

  Ning Xuan felt that his head had become dizzy: his own sect was actually called a small sect? If this were to spread, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

  Ning Xuan took a deep breath. She didn't plan on explaining anything to Yi Feng. She was afraid that if she heard his words again, she would be driven mad.

  "Miss Ning, now that you can move freely, it's best to leave early. Although Keira was fooled away, who knows if she won't notice something later." Yi Feng disregarded Ning Xuan's angry gaze, his eyes roaming shamelessly over her body. The white dress accentuated her plump and full figure, gently rising and falling with each breath. The dress couldn't hide the tender and delicate skin of her legs, like jade.

  Yi Feng slightly turned his head, his gaze shifted away, such a monster required great composure, he didn't dare to look again.

  As Ning Xuan, who else dared to stare at her so recklessly, and yet Yi Feng wasn't afraid of her at all, and she couldn't do anything about it either. This made her somewhat annoyed.

  "Here!" Yi Feng tossed something to Ning Xuan, "With your looks, I'm afraid you won't be safe on the road. This soft turtle shell is for self-defense. I couldn't bear to destroy it myself, and I certainly can't let others get their hands on it."

  Ning Xuan's eyes widened as she took it, her mind a jumble. This was Soft Whale Shell, the Soft Whale Shell that people went crazy for! And he was giving it to her just like that?! She couldn't fathom what was going on in Yi Feng's mind.

  Ning Xuan gazed at Yi Feng's back as he left her behind, and she involuntarily shouted: "Wait..."

  Yi Feng turned his head and looked at Ning Xuan with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

  Ning Xuan took off the ring from her slender fingers and opened her enchanting red lips, saying: "I'll give you the Nascent Spirit Ring. You need a Nascent Spirit Ring. There's also another item inside, help me keep it safe."

  Naling ring is something that Yifeng really needs, although it's not as precious as the Soft Whale Shell, but for Yifeng, Naling Ring has much stronger usability.

  However, a sly smile appeared at the corner of Yifeng's mouth: It seemed that in Yifeng's previous life, giving an engagement ring was a way to confess love?

  Yi Feng's mouth cornered into a sinister smile, making Ning Xuan shiver: He wouldn't have any ulterior motives, would he?

  "I agree..."

  Yi Feng suddenly blurted out a strange and wonderful sentence, which made Ning Xuan's anxiety even stronger. However, after thinking for half a day, she didn't find anything wrong with it, so she just thought she was being paranoid.

  "Take good care of the things inside." Ning Xuan reminded again.

  Yi Feng's expression changed slightly, but he immediately exclaimed in surprise: "This thing can't be what Kira is going to steal, right?"

  Ning Xuan nodded, she had no choice either. This thing was too precious, and it was hard to guarantee that Kira wouldn't come to rob her again. With her current state, she couldn't protect it at all, so it was better to let Yi Feng take care of it. What a pity, Yi Feng wasn't a spiritual being, otherwise, his strength would have grown exponentially with its help.

  Yi Feng secretly laughed like a madman, although he didn't know what it was. But with the strong masters of various sects fighting for the title, wasn't this already enough? It would absolutely not be inferior to Soft Whale Shell. As for temporarily keeping this thing safe, what a joke! Once something fell into Ben Shao's hands, could there still be such a thing as temporary safekeeping?

  Yi Feng suppressed his delight and said nonchalantly, "Well, that's settled then. If you need to, just come find me again sometime. Heh heh, that is if you can find me." Yi Feng added silently to himself.

  "Well... I'll leave first." Yi Feng left Qin Yi and the others for a day, still unaware of how worried they were. Now that Ning Xuan was fine, he didn't need to stay here anymore.

  Ning Xuan nodded, gazing at the back of Yi Feng who had only left a silhouette. Her eyes were complex and multifaceted, as she couldn't quite grasp her feelings towards Yi Feng, who was equivalent to her first love.

  Ning Xuan touched the soft armor in her hand, and the temperature on it that had not yet dissipated proved that Yi Feng hadn't taken it off for long. The faint scent of a man's fragrance made Ning Xuan involuntarily whisper to herself: "Really can only be strangers?"

  She thought about her own identity, then thought about Yifeng's meridians being severed. She smiled bitterly and no matter how excellent Yifeng was in other aspects, if she couldn't become a spirit, then they wouldn't have any more intersections.

  Ning Xuan shook her head, shaking off the annoyance in her heart, and walked in the opposite direction of Yi Feng.