Ye Feng's sudden appearance truly startled Jingxin and Bo Sanxi.
The moment Bo Sanxi saw Ye Feng approaching, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she quickly returned to her usual cold, emotionless expression.
"Jingxin, take it," Ye Feng said, snapping his fingers and handing a strange flower to Bo Sanxi.
The flower had no leaves and was blood-red in color. It emitted a faint blood-red mist, and strangely, it was threaded with faint gray lines.
"Higanbana... This is actually the legendary Higanbana!" Jingxin blurted out.
"Yes, this is the red spider lily," Ye Feng nodded.
"It is said that the red spider lily grows between the world of the living and the world of the dead. You can only gaze at it from across the river; you cannot pick it. Even spirits and monsters are no exception. How did you manage to find it?" Jingxin asked, filled with curiosity.
Because the red spider lily existed between life and death, it possessed a unique ability—it could transcend life and death itself. It was said that eating it could prolong one's life, perhaps even live as long as the heavens.
Of course, it was just a legend.
Since ancient times, people had only heard that this flower existed, but no one had ever obtained it. It was said to grow in a place that was neither of the living nor the dead, making it impossible for anyone to possess it.
"Do you like it?" Ye Feng asked softly.
"Of course I like it," Jingxin smiled warmly, feeling genuinely touched by Ye Feng. But she knew that Ye Feng's heart did not belong to her—it belonged to her master, Bo Sanxi. Jingxin wanted to help Ye Feng, so she looked at Bo Sanxi and said, "The important thing is whether Lord High Priestess likes it or not."
Bo Sanxi was momentarily startled, but her face remained impassive. She glanced at the red spider lily, then turned around and left indifferently.
Why?
Jingxin sighed. Watching Bo Sanxi's departing figure, she felt helpless. Ye Feng had deep feelings for Bo Sanxi, yet Bo Sanxi remained unmoved.
Over the past year, Ye Feng had continuously offered rare treasures, hoping to touch Bo Sanxi's heart. Yet Bo Sanxi remained completely indifferent.
"Eh~"
Jingxin looked at the red spider lily in her hands and asked doubtfully, "That's strange... What is this gray thread on it? Legends only ever mention red spider lilies being purely red. I've never heard of red spider lilies with gray threads."
"There was a small accident while I was picking it," Ye Feng said calmly. "I unexpectedly encountered a Hydra from ancient times. That Hydra was an alien species that had transcended life and death. In order to pick this flower, I lost some blood. Coincidentally, a drop of my blood fell onto the red spider lily, causing it to mutate. That's why it looks like this now."
When Ye Feng finished speaking, Bo Sanxi, who was walking ahead, paused. However, she neither turned around nor asked whether Ye Feng had been seriously injured.
"Are you hurt?" Jingxin asked in surprise.
Ye Feng was no longer a human, nor a spirit master, nor a spirit beast. He was the supreme God of Creation. For a being like Ye Feng to be injured, one could imagine just how powerful that nine-headed snake was.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. I'm leaving now," Ye Feng said lightly.
As his words fell, spatial ripples formed around him, and he disappeared instantly.
Jingxin's heart was deeply moved.
"What an infatuated man..."
She couldn't help but fantasize: if Ye Feng didn't love her master Bo Sanxi, she would definitely agree to be with him. Even if Ye Feng already had many women, she wouldn't mind.
"This is the red spider lily..."
Jingxin gazed at the flower in her hands with reluctant admiration. Yet according to her master's past instructions, this flower would surely be discarded.
The red spider lily was unlike ordinary flowers—it was an immortal flower. No matter how much time passed, it would remain eternally brilliant. Moreover, for spirit masters, it was an invaluable treasure. It was said that consuming it could greatly extend one's lifespan.
Throwing away such a treasure felt like a complete waste.
Jingxin hesitated, unwilling to throw it away. She walked to Bo Sanxi's side and asked softly, "My Lord, do you really want to throw it away?"
Bo Sanxi's turned around and gazed at the red spider lily in Jingxin's palm. Especially those gray threads entwined among the petals. She could clearly feel that Ye Feng hadn't lied—those gray threads indeed carried Ye Feng's aura.
"Jingxin, in my room, which place do you think is the most eye-catching?" Bo Sanxi asked suddenly.
"Eh?" Jingxin was stunned and asked back, "My Lord, what did you say?"
"I'm asking you—which place in my room draws the most attention?" Bo Sanxi repeated patiently.
"The windowsill, of course. Whether it's morning or night, it's the place that catches the eye the most," Jingxin answered honestly.
"Find a vase for it and place it on the windowsill," Bo Sanxi said in an indifferent tone, completely emotionless.
"My Lord... you... you mean... you're keeping it?" Jingxin stared blankly, disbelief filling her heart.
The flower was given by Ye Feng.
If this had happened in the past, Bo Sanxi would have discarded it without hesitation, just like she had done with the many rare treasures Ye Feng had given her over the past year. Many of those gifts were priceless treasures, yet she had cast them away without the slightest emotion.
But now, Bo Sanxi was willing to keep the red spider lily?
Didn't this mean... Bo Sanxi was finally moved?
Placing the flower Ye Feng gave her in the most conspicuous place in the room—it was practically announcing her acceptance of Ye Feng's feelings!
"In addition..."
Bo Sanxi paused, then added flatly, "Tell him: if he keeps acting recklessly like this, I will throw away even this flower, along with everything he gives me in the future."
After saying this, Bo Sanxi turned and left, leaving Jingxin completely dumbfounded.
After a long time, Jingxin murmured softly, "My Lord, are you... concerned about Ye Feng?"
Bo Sanxi behavior today made it impossible for Jingxin not to overthink it.
To injure a god—one could imagine how fierce the battle had been. Bo Sanxi's words were clear. She didn't want Ye Feng to continue risking himself like this. She was worried that he would be harmed, so she spoke harshly in hopes of stopping him.
Pfft—
On the mountaintop where waves crashed against the cliffs, Ye Feng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of gray blood.
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