Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

Eastern Wilderness, Southern Region.

It was more than a million miles away from the State of Wei.

According to Yan Ruyu, this place is not far from the Taoist temple of the Peacock King.

The group then found a scenic spot to settle down and rest for a while.

Xu Jinhuan sat cross-legged on a blue stone, when suddenly a thought struck him.

"Back in the wilderness, I merely dripped a drop of blood, and it caused vegetation to grow wildly and flowers to bloom for miles around." He looked down at his fingertips, lost in thought. "What would happen if I used it on a demon cultivator?"

He has always been a man of action.

He immediately pricked his fingertip, and bright red blood seeped out.

The blood droplets were crystal clear, with a golden-blue luster flowing across their surface, emitting a refreshing fragrance, like the aroma of a precious medicine when it matures.

Xu Jinhuan loosely clenched his five fingers and activated a Daoist technique called "Spring Breeze Turns into Rain" from the Purple Mansion Heavenly Scripture.

As divine power surged, blood droplets mingled with the fine rain, falling and sprinkling onto the surrounding demon cultivators.

As the drizzle fell, the wounded demon cultivators all shuddered.

Even several old demons, barely clinging to life, opened their eyes wide and gasped for breath in the rain.

"This rain..."

"Oh my God, my wounds, my wounds are completely healed!"

"What kind of rain is this? How can it possess such a powerful life force!"

The group of demon cultivators were both surprised and delighted. They all looked up at the sky, only to find that the rain had stopped after a short while.

Xu Jinhuan himself was also taken aback.

Three drops of blood turned into rain, healing the injuries of hundreds of demon cultivators, including many old demons from the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"My blood... has it really become a human-shaped elixir?"

He looked down at his healed fingertips, his feelings quite complicated.

I wonder what will happen when those two drops of Azure Emperor's essence blood are completely refined in the future.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu finished regulating her breathing and opened her eyes.

Holding the Chaos Green Lotus, its surface glowing with a faint blue light, and with three Daoist leaves unfurled, she approached Xu Jinhuan and brought the lotus closer to him, trying to see if it would resonate with him as before.

The blue lotus swayed gently.

And then... no more.

What's going on?

Xu Jinhuan looked at the Chaos Green Lotus, but remained unmoved.

With the help of the Azure Emperor's imperial weapon, it is indeed possible to communicate with the traces of the Dao left behind by the Azure Emperor in the past.

But the Azure Emperor is ultimately a demon, and the Daoist arts are also rooted in the demon race.

In the original story, Pang Bo obtained the Nine Slashes of the Demon Emperor, but Ye Fan was unable to cultivate them. This is the reason why people with different paths cannot work together.

Therefore, Xu Jinhuan never intended to communicate with any Dao traces from the beginning.

What is truly special is the extended function of the third fruit of the Tree of Heavenly Dao.

After taking root with his third host, he seemed to have no need to find the Imperial Scripture for Yan Ruyu, as his Dao Fruit was directly perfected.

By virtue of their physical constitution and bloodline connected to the Emperor, they can descend into his timeline.

This seems to be the most heaven-defying aspect of the Heavenly Dao Tree.

"Constitution, bloodline..." he murmured to himself, "Does Fairy Zixia count? She has a congenital Dao embryo and is closely related to Emperor Wushi and the Queen Mother of the West."

However, for now, let's figure out the right approach first.

He raised his head, looked at Yan Ruyu, extended his hand, and spoke in a very serious tone.

"Fairy, shall we resonate again?"

Yan Ruyu: "?"

She looked down at the hand, a hint of confusion appearing in her cool eyes.

resonance?

How to resonate?

The situation was critical, and the two streams of Daoist energy merged on their own. It was an instinctive reaction deep within her bloodline, not something she did intentionally.

Now that the other person is extending their hand, does that mean they want her to... put her hand on it?

Despite her doubts, she still extended her hand.

Two palms facing each other.

Palms pressed together, skin touching.

A cyan halo emanated from Yan Ruyu's palm, and layers of golden-cyan interwoven Dao patterns also spread around Xu Jinhuan's body. The two auras tentatively touched, intertwined, and mingled...

Then, they all went their separate ways.

Xu Jinhuan refused to believe it and held on for a while longer.

still none.

A mountain breeze blew by, swirling up a few fallen leaves.

The surrounding demon cultivators pretended to be healing, but in reality, they all pricked up their ears and their eyes kept drifting in their direction.

"Cough." Xu Jinhuan casually released his hand, thinking to himself, "It seems that this kind of resonance that connects the Emperor's timeline also has a cooling-off period or interval."

That previous resonance directly pulled him into the Qinling Mountains hundreds of thousands of years ago, where he met the young Qing Emperor.

I had planned to be well-prepared this time, bringing hundreds of medicinal herbs to fleece them as much as possible, and to get at least a few dozen drops of their essence blood.

Now things are really messed up; we can't even find the door.

……

Xu Jinhuan sat on the bluestone, his brows furrowed, deep in thought for a long time.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he raised his hand and slapped the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

A figure tumbled out from it.

To be precise, the Purple Mansion Saint Child is Yao Xi, who disguises herself as a man using the disguise technique, while possessing the skin of the Purple Mansion Saint Child.

She transformed from the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang into the Holy Son of Zifu, achieving a transfer of talent and a change of identity.

After Xu Jinhuan took the position, he gave the purple bamboo, which was suspected to be a sacred artifact, to Yao Xi, so that she could conceal her identity, change her gender, and infiltrate the Purple Mansion Sacred Land.

Yao Xi steadied herself, straightened her robes, and glared at Xu Jinhuan through gritted teeth.

"Dead tree, what are you doing?"

Give me your hand.

Yao Xi: "???"

"Let me test whether you have any special bloodline or constitution."

"You...you can forget about it!"

She instinctively hid her hands behind her back and took a step back.

But she forgot that she had no control over this body. Xu Jinhuan only had to think for a moment, and her hand reached out uncontrollably.

Xu Jinhuan grabbed it tightly.

Struggling is futile, and resistance is useless.

"Dead tree... what are you doing?"

She cursed inwardly, but on the surface she could only maintain the aloofness befitting a Holy Son of the Purple Mansion. This torment of not being able to express herself properly made her expression incredibly interesting.

Yan Ruyu watched this scene with curiosity.

She glanced at Xu Jinhuan, then at the "Purple Mansion Saint Son," a subtle expression appearing in her cool eyes.

Why is this senior holding a man's hand in such an ambiguous way?

Holding it so tightly, so earnestly.

The man was handsome, with a face like jade, red lips and white teeth. At this moment, his cheeks were flushed, and he seemed to be both refusing and welcoming. He said "Don't even think about it" but his hand obediently reached out.

Yan Ruyu remained silent for a moment.

She felt she might have discovered something incredible.

It turns out that this mysterious elder, who is suspected of possessing ancestral blood, has preferences that are... like this?

Sichuan Opera?

"Dead tree! Are you trying to be a pervert?"

"Please be patient, I'm doing something important."

Yan Ruyu was naturally unaware that the mysterious senior in her eyes, who was ambiguously holding a man's hand, was currently bickering with a divine thought in his Sea of ​​Bitterness.

A moment later, Xu Jinhuan released his grip.

Nothing happened.

The sea of ​​suffering was quiet and still, and the trees of the heavens remained motionless, not even a single leaf trembled.

"Looks like it's useless; Yao Xi isn't some kind of hidden talent after all!"

Yao Xi felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She pulled her hand back, took three steps back, glared at Xu Jinhuan with the look one would give a lecher, and then disappeared back into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd without looking back.

Xu Jinhuan ignored her and sank into the sea of ​​suffering, his divine sense extending.

The next moment, his figure vanished into thin air.

Yan Ruyu looked at the empty bluestone and silently looked away.

It's best for her not to pry into her senior's private affairs.