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

Chapter 145 Demigod?

"Contractor, you must understand that the things you don't understand at this stage are things that are temporarily beyond your comprehension."

Qingqing transformed into a mimic and landed on Feng Siyue's left shoulder, lazily yawning.

"Qingqing, how much do you know about this thing that's beyond my understanding?"

Feng Siyue didn't disagree with Qingqing's words, but instead asked her in a good-natured manner.

Qingqing twitched its wings, raised its head, coughed lightly twice, and said in a deliberately mature manner,

"In the common understanding, whether it is a formation or a talisman, they are indispensable for every cultivator to strengthen themselves."

"Because of the limitations of their own power, they can only seal their power in certain objects in various forms and finally connect them through specific power carriers. Most of these carriers are called talismans, array plates, etc."

"However, when a cultivator's power transcends to a new level, they can complete the drawing of runes in the void and the condensation of arrays in the void."

"These two do not need any so-called worthless carriers, because their carrier is heaven and earth."

"It is often said that heaven and earth are the chessboard and the game board, and these are also like this."

"Using heaven and earth as a carrier and its own vast power as a basis, it depicts a form of power capable of destroying the world."

"Heaven and earth? How strong would one's own power have to be to accomplish that?"

Feng Siyue couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

Heaven and Earth, nature and the Way of Heaven are inextricably linked.

Within the scope of the Heavenly Dao's control, if one wishes to use one's own power to make the world a vessel, then one's own strength must be recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and one must accumulate a certain amount of fortune.

Just how strong is this senior?

Feng Siyue couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "What level do you mean by drawing talismans in the void?"

Qingqing glanced at Sister Li, who was staring blankly at her, and said in a deliberately deep voice, "At least, the cultivation level of a Quasi-Emperor."

Quasi-Emperor?

That must be Emperor Ling?

"Moreover, the power contained in the ring in Sister Li's hand completely surpasses that of the Spirit Emperor of this world. According to my estimation, it is at least a demigod."

Qingqing's voice was somewhat solemn.

It hadn't known who the Red Moon was before, but when Sister Li set up the formation, it vaguely sensed from the aura above that this person's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of this world.

It had sensed a trace of it in the Sword Saint's Secret Realm before, but at that time it thought it was emitted by the people outside the Jade Bone Demon Lord, so it didn't pay much attention to it.

But why didn't he ascend to godhood?

A hint of doubt appeared in Qingqing's eyes.

Demi god?

Feng Siyue was shocked.

The elder who distributed the trial tokens?

Then what about the palace masters and patriarchs of Chaoyang Holy Palace...?

Are the people at Chaoyang Holy Palace really that terrifying?

Feng Siyue subconsciously looked at Xuan Li, "Ah Li...."

All that could be seen was Xuan Li's lowered head.

The shock in Xuan Li's eyes subsided, leaving only deep confusion and doubt.

Demi god?

What concept?

Although Xuan Li cannot cultivate, he is not a fool who knows nothing.

In this world, all cultivators strive to ascend to become those unattainable gods, to rule over all living beings, and to achieve immortality.

He was already infinitely close to becoming a demigod.

She's so incredibly strong, and so good-looking...

Her lifespan is a mere hundred years. Could he really give up the eternal beauty of her life to become her husband?

At that moment, even the cautious glimmer of hope she had felt seemed to vanish.

But she was still somewhat unwilling to give up. "Qingqing, are you sure?"

Are you sure what you're saying is true?

But she also knew that Qingqing wouldn't lie.

Qingqing looked at her seriously, "Sister Li, I can't be mistaken."

That man might be even more dangerous than a demigod.

Is it really just because someone likes Sister Li that they approach her?

He didn't believe it.

So, is it just for fun?

Xuan Li clutched the hem of her dress. She didn't know why such a thought had suddenly popped into her head, but she couldn't find any other reason.

She looked up at Feng Siyue, her gaze filled with helplessness and sadness. She slowly tore off the thin, gossamer mask from her face, revealing her true features.

"Feng Siyue, am I beautiful?"

A demigod would fall for a piece of trash; besides that face, she really couldn't think of any other reason.

Feng Siyue seemed to have guessed what she was going to say and said seriously, "Ah Li, I'll say it again: as long as you want to leave, I will help you."

The face before me is enough to drive any man in the world crazy.

Xuan Li's eyes welled up with tears. "Feng Siyue, please stop saying things that make you cry, okay?"

She stood up, looked at the boundless blue sky, and only slowly smiled when her eyes reddened.

"I admit that I may be a shallow and unassuming woman. I was indeed amazed and moved by Hongyue's appearance and abilities."

"But Feng Siyue..."

She turned around.

"I am also a sensible and pragmatic woman."

"Rather than growing old and abandoned in some unknown corner a decade or so later, it's better to make a clean break while you're still young."

Xuan Li admitted that Hong Yue was indeed treating her well now, but she wanted a lot and was very greedy.

Treat each other with sincerity, regardless of appearance, and stay together for life.