Wan'er became anxious, and started to explain almost the moment Feng Qingyang refuted.
"King of Zombies?"
Feng Qingyang murmured, his blood boiling when he heard these words, and a picture involuntarily flashed through his mind.
He was a demon god who stood tall and proud. He had suppressed the world for countless years, and no one dared to challenge him. He was alone, roaming the world, surpassing countless young talents, and his dominant position was unshakable.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and before he knew it, he clenched his fists and the aura of the Zombie King suddenly burst out. At the moment of the explosion, Wan'er in front of him suddenly changed her expression, and her eyes through the mask were full of surprise and disbelief.
"This aura is very similar to Daddy's! Could he be the one Daddy said he was waiting for?"
With a thought in mind, Wan'er raised her hand and waved it, and a round bead suddenly appeared. The bead was the size of a fist, like a transparent crystal, without any impurities.
However, this bead contained enormous power. Feng Qingyang just glanced at it and felt his heart throbbing, as if he would fall instantly if he touched the bead.
“This is the boundary bead, and it is also me!”
Wan'er said softly, her tone gentle, but everyone could still hear the trembling in her voice, which was revealed inadvertently and seemed to have been ingrained in her bones.
"May I take a look at it?"
"Can't."
Wan'er smiled, and her laughter spread out. Feng Qingyang shuddered all over. He felt that this comfortable laughter made his whole heart tremble. After a long time and several deep breaths, he finally calmed down.
"It's not that I'm showing it to you, but Daddy once said that I was born from this world bead. It is me and I am it. Tell me, will I show myself to you casually?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was speechless, thinking to himself, "You've shown me your body, why do you still care about such a bead?" Thinking of this, he was suddenly stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, his brain short-circuited, or it could be said that it was blank for a moment.
"You said you were born from this bead? The world bead?"
In an instant, Feng Qingyang understood. No wonder this woman was so naive. If he guessed correctly, she must be the spirit of this world bead. Only this could explain the reason for her existence.
It is rumored that a treasured weapon will give birth to a weapon spirit, and a magic weapon with a weapon spirit is more than half as powerful. If cultivators of the same level of cultivation fight, and both of them possess treasured weapons, if one of them has a slightly stronger weapon spirit, then he will be invincible.
As for the birth of the spirit of the weapon, no one knows. Some say it is the favor of heaven, but in Feng Qingyang's eyes, it is nothing more than the evolution of an object that has become extremely powerful.
"I want to see your arms..."
Wan'er suddenly spoke, interrupting Feng Qingyang's thoughts, and without waiting for his reaction, she walked forward alone. Originally, her cultivation was much higher than Feng Qingyang's, so it was of course very easy for her to get close to him.
"you… "
Just as he was about to answer, the mysterious woman suddenly rolled up his right sleeve, then moved her mask and bit his arm hard.
When their lips and teeth touched, he felt a cool sensation, followed by a pain in his skin. His strong skin could not even withstand Wan'er's bite.
Just like this, about a quarter of an hour later, Wan'er opened her mouth. Feng Qingyang turned his head and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He saw a faint tooth mark on his arm.
Although it was quite faint, it seemed to be engraved there. No matter how much power he used, he could not restore it. He felt a little depressed and wondered why he was bitten like this.
So he blurted out, "Why do you bite me? This is not fair to me."
"Daddy said that as long as we find someone with the same aura as him, we should do this. I'm tired, I'll take a nap first..."
After she finished speaking, a trace of fatigue appeared on her face, as if she had consumed something before. Then her body shook and she flew into the pearl, but the pearl flew straight to Feng Qingyang and entered his right arm in an instant.
Looking again, the place where he had been bitten instantly turned into a bead, looking like a tattoo.
At the moment when the mark was formed, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind. He closed his eyes slightly and immediately immersed himself in that piece of information.
"The boundary bead, of unknown origin, has the ability to seal and suppress everything, and can even store everything. It can be called a miniature world. If I fight the enemy and get him into the boundary bead, then I will be the absolute master!"
After sorting out the information, Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, like lightning in the dark night, instantly penetrating the darkness and turning into eternity.
"The boundary bead recognized its master! She actually recognized me as her master!"
Feng Qingyang exclaimed and looked at the mark on his arm, feeling a little shocked. This woman whom he met for the first time actually gave him such a huge gift.
At this moment, he thought of Xuan Tian Ji, who was somewhere unknown. She seemed somewhat similar to the woman. Although he didn't know her, she always brought him irreversible benefits.
Thinking of this, his mind moved, and he immediately took out the brocade bag that Xuan Tian Ji had given him. A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, which was the unique scent of Xuan Tian Ji.
"Are you all okay now?" Unconsciously, he felt a little melancholy in his heart. He just held the sachet tightly. In his heart, this thing was not only a life-saving need, but also a concern.
Feeling melancholy, he suddenly felt a warm current on his arm, as if the mysterious sleeping woman was comforting him. Feng Qingyang shook his head and returned to the bed, sitting cross-legged.
He raised his head and stared deeply at the brocade bag in his hand, but scenes flashed before his eyes. These scenes often appeared when he was alone.
This could be considered as being touched by the scene, or just something came to his mind, maybe a sentence, or maybe a word, but at this moment, Feng Qingyang began to recall. What he remembered was not others, but himself who was crazy about them at that time.
"If I become powerful, I will definitely change the entire cultivation world..."
He muttered to himself, but after he said this, there was a roar in his ears, and his aura changed. It was said that long-term accumulation led to a sudden burst of energy, or perhaps it was an instant enlightenment.
At this moment, he was neither experiencing enlightenment nor accumulation of knowledge, but rather an instantaneous sublimation. The sublimation from his emotions instantly expanded to himself.
His originally unstable cultivation also began to strengthen at this moment. The Corpse King's blood was boiling, and the blood energy that had been accumulated had been consumed. However, after the entry of the Realm Pearl, it injected him with the source of strength again.
At this moment, his body roared and his magic power surged. After being baptized by the small green tree, his physical strength began to increase slowly. Although it was not much, he began to move.
"Stabilized to the middle stage of the late zombie stage, this mission is considered a complete success."