C18 The Plume Fan Recognized Him as Its Master!

After the dizziness had disappeared, he opened his eyes and found himself back in the third stone room.

The colorful smoke around him had dissipated a lot, and he was holding a dark green Plume Fan in his hand.

What was going on?

Was everything just a dream?

Or was he in an illusion?

However, everything was so real. There was even a trace of burnt smell on his nose!

What was this Plume Fan? He remembered that the old man gave him a feather last time. Could it be...

"Aooo ~"

The Plume Fan made a familiar sound and suddenly flew out from his hand!

"You're that peacock?" Qin Xuan asked foolishly.

The Plume Fan was still howling, and it was unknown whether it was responding to him or resisting.

Qin Xuan reached out his hand to grab it, but it flew around in all directions and tried its best to avoid Qin Xuan. It would occasionally release a few spiritual energy, and these spiritual energy should have been deliberately controlled so that it wouldn't hurt Qin Xuan, but it also prevented him from getting close to it.

After a few rounds, Qin Xuan understood.

This Plume Fan was unwilling to follow him.

He sighed helplessly, "Are you waiting for your master to come back?"

"Aooo ~"

It seemed that he had guessed correctly.

"You are severely injured. Although you won't die, you won't be able to recover without continuous input of spiritual energy. Previously, you were worshiped in a place with abundant spiritual energy, so you should have recovered quite a bit of your spiritual sense. However, after that, you were suppressed here and suppressed by the baleful aura. Those spiritual energy should have been almost used up, right? If this goes on, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for your master to come and find you. You will be completely annihilated. Don't you want to do this?"

"Wuwu…"

The Plume Fan's voice became much more resentful.

Qin Xuan continued, "The baleful aura here is too strong. Even if your master is really looking for you, he might not be able to find you. Only I can bring you out."

The Plume Fan stopped in midair, not knowing if it was thinking about something.

Qin Xuan also couldn't figure out how much the Spiritual Sense of the Plume Fan had recovered. He could only continue to deceive it.

"I came to save you because of your master's request. If it were anyone else, they would have already put you in a fire!"

Probably because he heard the word "fire", the Plume Fan became anxious again and released the Spiritual Energy in a chaotic manner.

"If you go out with me, not only will I transfer spiritual energy to you every day, I can also help you find your master. However, you have to be obedient while I am here. What do you think? If you are still unwilling, then I can only leave you here."

After saying that, he purposely didn't look at the Plume Fan and turned around to leave.

There was no movement behind him.

His heart sank. What was going on? This move didn't work?

Could it be that the Spiritual Sense of the Plume Fan was smart enough to judge that he was lying?

Aiya!

A sharp pain suddenly came from his fingertips. Qin Xuan subconsciously retracted his hand, but he realized that the Plume Fan had already flown in front of him!

The Spiritual Energy released by the Plume Fan had pierced his fingertips, and blood was falling down like tears on the Plume Fan.

The Plume Fan slowly opened. The originally dark green feathers were now emitting a demonic dark red light, so beautiful that it could not be described!

In an instant, a dark green shadow attacked Qin Xuan's forehead. He could not dodge in time and could only allow the dark green shadow to drill deep into his forehead.

When the sky lit up, Qin Xuan carried the unconscious guard back to the cold storage and left a few silver notes beside him.

With this money, it should be enough for the guard to buy medicine to treat his injuries.

After dealing with these trivial matters, he leisurely returned to the Sylvan Lodge. He didn't know if there was some kind of connection between the Plume Fan and him, but he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was so abundant that even walking became light.

"You're back?!"

The cold voice, which was slightly tired, gave Qin Xuan a scare.

Wu Ji was standing outside the room waiting for him. Her small face was pale, as if she hadn't slept for the entire night.

"You... waited for an entire night?"

Wu Ji did not answer, but only asked him what the result was.

It should be easy to find the Willow Sword. She didn't put it in a place that was too difficult to find. Why did this guy spend the entire night there?

Qin Xuan took out the Willow Sword that was wrapped around his waist and handed it to her. "I found the sword, but... I realized that I don't need it. It's more suitable for you to use it."

Wu Ji frowned as she looked at him. She didn't know what he was trying to do.

"Your martial arts cultivation is far inferior to Yu Lin's. If you don't have a weapon, I'm afraid that when the time comes..."

"Look at what this is!"

Qin Xuan took out the Peacock Domain and waved it in front of her, showing off his proudness.

"I didn't expect to get such a treasure either. Maybe I was born with good luck and was blessed by the heavens?"

"This is... that weapon?"

Wu Ji's eyes immediately widened. "You went to the third floor? Even the Crown Prince and Prince Qin Tan suffered a loss there. How dare you... How dare you be so bold?"

"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger cub?"

"Nonsense! You don't even know how fierce this thing is!"

Back then, she had also gone to the deepest part of the third floor to probe, but the result was that she fell into an illusion and could not get out. If Wu Xiangguo had not arrived in time to save her, she would have been lost in the illusion.

At that time, she was already at the sixth level of the Innate Realm, and the current Qin Xuan's martial arts cultivation was only at the Acquired Realm, yet he dared to take the risk to barge in?

He was simply too bold!

Seeing that she was really angry, Qin Xuan hurriedly coaxed her, "Aren't I fine? Look, it's perfectly fine, not even a strand of hair is missing..."

Before he could finish, Qin Xuan was stunned.

Because a strand of his hair had really been cut off!

Wasn't it an illusion just now?

Why did his hair really be cut off?

A chill shot up his head, and he suddenly felt a lingering fear.

If he had died in the illusion just now, would he really have died completely?

"Are you still in a daze?" Wu Ji pushed him.

Qin Xuan came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing. I just feel that my luck is a bit too good. I went to the cold storage and actually got such a treasure."

He suddenly approached her, "My wife, this is a secret between us. Don't tell anyone else! This is my final trump card!"

"But how did you..."

"There's still some time left. I'll go back and take a nap first! My wife, you should go to sleep too. Staying up late is not good for your skin."

After saying that, he winked at Wu Ji and went back to his room.

Wu Ji lowered her eyes and looked at the Willow Sword that had circled around and returned to her hand. She felt a kind of inexplicable helplessness in her heart.

She originally wanted to ask him how he got the Peacock Feather Fan, but from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be willing to say.

Forget it. Since he wasn't willing to say, she didn't ask. In any case, from the looks of it, the Peacock Feather Fan didn't seem to have any fierce aura in his hand. Perhaps it was really as he said, he was fated to have this Peacock Feather Fan...