The reason for Feng Tian’s ecstatic delight was precisely because he thought Yun Sheng had arrived, and Ye Beiming must also be nearby.
"Feng Tian, I remember we don’t have much of a connection, so don’t speak as if we’re close," Yun Sheng frowned.
Back at the Mainland Magic Elite Camp, Yun Sheng didn’t like Feng Tian. Feng Tian considered himself the best on the new talents list and always acted arrogantly.
However, after disappearing for three years and reappearing before the world, Feng Tian gave Yun Sheng an even worse feeling than before.
He exuded an aura that made people dislike him, and seeing him made Yun Sheng feel a chill that seemed to seep into her very bones.
He wasn’t a Heavenly Fox, so how could he possess a fox tail? It was strange, looking at his body, he seemed to have undergone some sort of transformation.
Nevertheless, Feng Tian completely ignored all of this; he looked at Yun Sheng as if he had seen a piece of shining gold.
"Where is Ye Beiming?" Feng Tian even brushed aside the King of Penglai, his eyes flickering with a strange, ravenous light.
If Yun Sheng didn’t know her own Ye Hu was a hundred percent "straight" man, just looking at Feng Tian’s expression, she would have thought there was something between Ye Beiming and Feng Tian.
It was fine if he didn’t mention Ye Beiming, but once he did, Yun Sheng recalled earlier how her troublesome fox, Ye Beiming, had howled.
Men’s affairs, women shouldn’t interfere, right? Then she wouldn’t care; let him fend for himself.
She wondered how Ye Beiming and Dugu Xiu’s fight had ended.
Yun Sheng hummed inwardly, why should she care about all that?
Those two fools who only knew how to fight.
"Where he is, how would I know," Yun Sheng replied irritably.
Feng Tian had been sealed in the Heavenly Fox Tomb for three years and knew nothing of the outside world.
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t know; as long as I capture you, Ye Beiming will surely come to me," Feng Tian chuckled wickedly twice. He bent his body and leaped into the air, clawing unguardedly at Yun Sheng’s neck.
Yun Sheng had already been on guard; her form swayed mysteriously, evading the claw’s attack by several meters.
Feng Tian did not expect Yun Sheng, being a mage, to have such sharp reflexes.
But Feng Tian’s own reactions were not lacking. Seeing Yun Sheng dodge, his two fox tails behind him elongated strangely, from mere dozens of centimeters to several meters.
The fox tails, though much longer, did not seem cumbersome in the least. They acted as if they were two newly grown arms of Feng Tian’s, snaking toward Yun Sheng’s neck and waist.
Yun Sheng’s Thousand-Year-Old Ice Zither Strings were made from Hu Jiusheng’s hair.
The hair of the Sky Fox Clan also served as excellent material for artifact refining. The higher the cultivation of the Sky Fox, the tougher the hair.
Feng Tian’s two fox tails belonged to a three-tailed Heavenly Fox; if used to strike, they could break gold and shatter stone.
The two fox tails, like two aggressively lunging spiritual snakes, were about to strike.
How ridiculous to brandish a sword in front of Guan Yu; a Heavenly Fox formed by devouring the blood and flesh of a Heavenly Fox dared to use fox tails in front of her, a real Heavenly Fox.
"So ignorant!" In her fury, Yun Sheng’s eyes abruptly opened wide!
Her dark pupils ignited like blazing suns, piercing into Feng Tian’s eyes.
Feng Tian’s eyes burned intensely, as if scorched by fire, and everything went black; reflexively, he used his forelegs to cover his eyes.
At that moment, Feng Tian’s movement technique also suffered; he noticeably slowed down.
"Puff."
As Feng Tian blocked, Yun Sheng’s long black hair billowed in the wind.
Heavenly Fox Binding, Harden," Yun Sheng snapped, initiating the first Sky Fox Inheritance.
Originally supple as black satin, her long hair straightened every strand infused with the power of the Marrow Jade Technique, transforming them into countless steel needles, each as if they had eyes, flying toward Feng Tian.
Though Feng Tian, half-human and half-beast, could not see, his hearing was unimpaired, catching an unusual sound against the wind; he sensed trouble.
Both he and Yun Sheng were from the same faction, and he understood that this seemingly harmless girl was in fact cunning, not at all inferior to Ye Beiming.
He thought Yun Sheng was using a hidden weapon to attack.
His body dropped sharply, like a Thousand-Pound Fall.