Chapter 1193: Old Companion

Following the Spirit Light that Chen Jiaojiao pointed out and merged into his brow.

A strange memory appeared in Wang Jianqiang's mind.

It was precisely the old man's memory.

Wang Jianqiang silently digested it for a moment.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at Chen Jiaojiao with a smile, "Jiaojiao is as meticulous and capable as ever."

Hearing these familiar words and this familiar tone.

Chen Jiaojiao's pretty face flushed, and she lowered her head in some embarrassment.

Afterward, Wang Jianqiang used the Mountain and River Fate-Extinguishing Map to cover the scene, let Chen Jiaojiao enter the Spirit God Ring, and he himself disguised as the old man to return toward the Fox Clan.

Not long after, Wang Jianqiang returned to the Fox Clan and arrived at the previous location of the Array.

He took out the Sound Transmission Talisman from the old man's Space Ring and sent a message to that "Miss Xinwan."

Inside the Array.

Yu Xinwan, who had sat back down in the pool, slowly opened her eyes.

She took out the Sound Transmission Talisman.

"Miss, that thief who broke into your Training Ground has been dealt with."

A voice entered Yu Xinwan's mind.

Her expression stirred, and her figure flashed to the shore.

Immediately following.

Spirit Light flashed on her body, and a long dress appeared, covering up the beautiful scenery entirely.

She looked at the pool.

Sensing the power in the pool was about to be exhausted, a wisp of Spirit Sense drilled into the Sound Transmission Talisman.

After transmitting a sentence, her figure flashed.

She entered an exquisite Pavilion built among the vegetation not far away.

At the same time.

The Array in front of Wang Jianqiang disappeared, and from the Sound Transmission Talisman in his hand, a soft and charming voice was transmitted, "The power in the Enlightenment Pool is about to be exhausted; replenish the power immediately."

Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow.

The so-called Enlightenment Pool is actually a Spirit Pool that can accelerate the cultivation speed of Will Power.

As for the method of replenishing the Enlightenment Pool's energy, it is to cast a Nascent Soul into the Enlightenment Pool.

Moreover, for the cast Nascent Soul, the requirement is that it must be the unconscious Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator who has Manifested Will Power.

The Enlightenment Pool can refine the Will Power within these Nascent Souls into initial, ownerless Will Power without the slightest consciousness or any Cultivator's mark.

Being in the Enlightenment Pool, one can absorb this ownerless Will Power to improve one's own Will Power.

Details regarding the Enlightenment Pool flashed through Wang Jianqiang's mind.

After coming back to his senses.

He casually took out three Fourth-tier Will Level Nascent Souls and walked forward.

Not long after.

He arrived in front of a pool.

He was just about to cast the Nascent Souls into the pool.

"Presumptuous!"

An angry voice suddenly came.

The next moment.

Amidst a flash of Spirit Light, a figure flashed out.

Seeing this figure.

Wang Jianqiang's eyes brightened.

Although he had already seen Yu Xinwan's appearance in the old man's memory, after seeing Yu Xinwan in person.

He was still somewhat stunned.

This Yu Xinwan is worthy of being a heaven-gifted talent of the Fox Clan, simply displaying the charm of a Fox Clan woman to the fullest.

If Tushan Youyou's charm was an unconscious display amidst coldness.

Then this Yu Xinwan is purely a femme fatale of the mortal world.

Just as Wang Jianqiang was secretly admiring in his heart, Yu Xinwan's angry voice came again.

"I have already told you that replenishing energy for the Enlightenment Pool must be assigned to a maid; you are strictly forbidden from entering my Training Ground."

"You actually dare to treat my words as a passing breeze?"

Wang Jianqiang's understanding of the old man's memory only selected some important parts.

Some details, he had not yet had time to pay attention to.

He really hadn't noticed this point.

A light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he immediately revealed a look of panic.

"Miss, please forgive me; this old servant was negligent for a moment, please forgive me, Miss."

"Negligent?"

Yu Xinwan's pretty face was icy, "You dare to be negligent with the rules I set?"

"What are you good for?"

Once the words fell, a slap landed on Wang Jianqiang's face.

Wang Jianqiang "dared not" make the slightest resistance and was struck firmly on the face by this slap.

He retreated several steps, a trickle of fresh blood sliding from the corner of his mouth.

Naturally.

This blood was merely something he had forcibly squeezed out.

Yu Xinwan was only an Eighth-Order Will Stage Cultivator; even though she had used almost all her strength in this slap, it was still far from enough to injure him.

His Dangkong Artistic Conception had already reached the tenth level.

The Dangkong Artistic Conception was an innate power of the Years Sacred Body; when one prospers, the other prospers.

With the improvement of the Dangkong Artistic Conception, under the feedback of power, his physical body's strength also increased accordingly.

With his current physical defensive capabilities, it would be difficult for an ordinary Integration Initial Stage Cultivator to break his defense even with a full-force strike.

Let alone Yu Xinwan?

If he hadn't deliberately controlled his physical strength...

The force of the rebound alone would have been enough to cause Yu Xinwan severe injury.

Wang Jianqiang's acting was natural and flawless.

Regarding his Disguise, Yu Xinwan did not notice the slightest anomaly.

After one slap, she seemed still unsatisfied.

She slapped him several more times in succession.

Wang Jianqiang retreated continuously, the blood sliding from the corner of his mouth already forming a line.

After a few slaps, Yu Xinwan's inner anger seemed to have been vented, and she said coldly to Wang Jianqiang, "Get lost."

"If there is a next time, I will kill you."

"Many thanks to the Young Lady for the grace of not killing me."

Wang Jianqiang "dared not" wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, bowing repeatedly to thank her.

"Get lost~"

Yu Xinwan spoke again.

Wang Jianqiang, as if granted amnesty, flew away rapidly.

"Wait, leave the Nascent Soul behind."

Just at this moment, Yu Xinwan suddenly spoke again.

Wang Jianqiang, who had already flown quite far, returned once more and respectfully presented the Nascent Soul in his hand before Yu Xinwan.

After Yu Xinwan took it, he then hurriedly left.

"Dog slave~"

Yu Xinwan looked at the back of "Baichi" with a face full of disdain, then threw the Nascent Soul in her hand into the Enlightenment Pool.

After the three Nascent Souls fell into the Enlightenment Pool.

The originally clear pool water instantly boiled like boiling water, and then turned into a blood-red color.

The energy within those three Nascent Souls was rapidly stripped away, melting and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a short moment.

The three Nascent Souls were completely refined.

The energy fluctuations in the Enlightenment Pool became intense once again.

Yu Xinwan merged her consciousness into the Array here, and upon sensing that "Baichi" had already left her Training Ground.

With a thought, the Array was reactivated.

Afterward, a flash of Spirit Light appeared on her body.

The Magic Dress disappeared.

She walked step by step into the center of the Enlightenment Pool, sat cross-legged, and continued her cultivation.

Wang Jianqiang had just left Yu Xinwan's Training Ground.

Suddenly sensing a trace of Spiritual Power fluctuation, golden light welled up in his eyes, and he turned his head to look behind him.

He discovered that the Array, which had already dissipated, had reappeared.

He was never a person willing to suffer a loss.

Although he was currently disguised as Baichi, Yu Xinwan's slaps had landed solidly on his body.

He looked at the interior of the Array, and after a moment of silence.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

With a thought.

Two objects appeared simultaneously in his hands.

One was a rope made of something like linen, and the other was a sack made of something like linen.

He looked at the Linen Sack and the Linen Rope, a cold expression appearing on his face, "Old partners, it seems..."

"It is time for you to be deployed again."