"Right, Chang Tianfeng said that the comprehension of the True Intention must occur after advancing to a Purple Mansion Immortal, because the True Intention needs to be hidden, and the Purple Mansion is where the True Intention is concealed. Thus, even if a Daluo Golden Immortal comprehends the True Intention, there is nowhere to hide it, so it eventually dissipates..."

"So, if I comprehended the 'True Meaning of Thunder' just now, then that Thunder True Intention would have sought a hiding place in my Dantian Qi Sea, but since I haven't constructed a Purple Mansion yet, that Thunder True Intention dissipated..."

"Ah, what a pity."

Wang Xiaoqiang sighed regretfully, retracted his thoughts, and gazed into the distance at Feng Xiao's corpse on the ground. He then stepped forward, walked over to Feng Xiao's body, and with a thought, released Old Ge, who bowed and cupped his fists towards Wang Xiaoqiang after appearing.

"Carry this corpse and follow me," Wang Xiaoqiang instructed. Old Ge immediately complied, lifted Feng Xiao's corpse onto his shoulder, and turned into a ghostly shadow, following behind Wang Xiaoqiang. It was already late at night, and there were few people on the streets. Besides, Old Ge had transformed into a ghostly shadow, invisible to ordinary people.

Wang Xiaoqiang led Old Ge to the outer wall of the City Lord's Mansion and instructed Old Ge, "Throw this corpse into the mansion for me..."

"Yes," Old Ge replied, then flew up as a ghostly shadow, hurling the corpse he carried on his shoulder into the City Lord's Mansion.

After throwing it, he landed, and with a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang retracted Old Ge, then quickly left, returning to Biluo Heaven.

Meanwhile, Feng Xiao's corpse landed with a thud in a courtyard within the City Lord's Mansion in the mainland, crushed and unrecognizable.

Soon, guards discovered it and reported it upwards.

Upon hearing that a corpse had fallen into the mansion, Fang Yuntian was furious. He, the most powerful in Biluo City, had someone dare to throw a corpse into his mansion, utterly lawless like a bald man holding an umbrella.

Immediately, Fang Yuntian personally went to examine the corpse. When he arrived in front of it, he saw the charred black body, blood and flesh indistinct, and its swollen face with many charred marks, almost unrecognizable. However, having followed Fang Yuntian for many years, he could still recognize Feng Xiao.

"Hmm, Feng Xiao?" Fang Yuntian's expression changed upon recognizing Feng Xiao, recalling Feng Xiao's task to kill Wang Xiaoqiang. His heart skipped a beat; Feng Xiao's death proved Wang Xiaoqiang was alive and had killed Feng Xiao instead?

Although Feng Xiao was only a False Purple Mansion, his spell techniques were superb, and the newly comprehended "Thread of Life and Death Extermination Curse" was a trump card. Not to say a Daluo Golden Immortal, even a True Purple Mansion might not withstand it, let alone Wang Xiaoqiang, just a little cultivator in the Daluo Golden Immortal Third Liquid Realm. How could he counter-kill Feng Xiao?

Fang Yuntian was both shocked and doubtful. Looking at Feng Xiao's charred robe and skin, Fang Yuntian immediately thought of the recent sky anomaly. Despite the clear night sky, it suddenly clouded over with a giant thunderbolt. Clearly, a cultivator faced a Heavenly Tribulation. Could it be...

Fang Yuntian scanned Feng Xiao's corpse with his Divine Sense, finding only lightning strike marks and no other wounds, immediately realizing, "Hmm, right, Feng Xiao must have faced a Heavenly Tribulation and was killed by Heavenly Thunder, not by Wang Xiaoqiang. Otherwise, he wouldn't have only the lightning wounds, and furthermore, no matter how strong Wang Xiaoqiang is, he couldn't unleash such terrifying thunder power unless he comprehended the 'True Meaning of Thunder.' Yet, that assumption doesn't hold because Wang Xiaoqiang hasn't advanced to a Purple Mansion Immortal, so even if he comprehended the True Meaning of Thunder, he couldn't exhibit it.

"So, Feng Xiao died from the Heavenly Tribulation. Alas, bad luck for him. I just don't know if he managed to kill Wang Xiaoqiang before facing the Heavenly Tribulation?" Fang Yuntian still clung to a glimmer of hope.

Wang Xiaoqiang was clearly a thorn in his side, wanting him dead sooner.

...

However, Wang Xiaoqiang did not die. Encountering Feng Xiao, this False Purple Mansion, and facing the Heavenly Tribulation, still he did not die. One must say his life was indeed fortunate.

He returned to Biluo Heaven, lying in bed unable to sleep, getting angrier the more he thought.

"This Fang Yuntian, repeatedly sending people to kill me, obviously treating me like clay to be molded. ...Hmph, do you really think Wang Xiaoqiang is easy to bully? Fine, it seems unless I show you something, you won't know how many eyes Lord of Horses has, ..."

As Wang Xiaoqiang thought this, his wicked fire rose, and he immediately released Feng'er, only to see her face pale as a ghost from being suffocated in the storage ring, instantly losing interest.

Since Wang Xiaoqiang promised to release her, Feng'er had been trying hard to please him, hoping he would fall for her. Seeing herself released, she began to undress, but Wang Xiaoqiang stopped her, "Hold on."

Feng'er paused, "Master, didn't you release Feng'er to..."

"I'm not in the mood," Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand, eyes scanning Feng'er from top to bottom, suddenly conceiving an evil thought or a plan to retaliate against Fang Yuntian.

"Hmm, there's still a week before the next contest, plenty of time to implement my plan." Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself.

Feng'er stood in place, bewildered and somewhat despairing, for despite months of contact, Wang Xiaoqiang did not fall for her as desired. Instead, he grew disgusted, now uninterested in her body. Without his affection, she couldn't gain freedom, only remaining his slave for life.

Wang Xiaoqiang eyed Feng'er with amusement, "Feng'er, do you want freedom?"

"I do," Feng'er replied boldly.

"Then, do you wish for prosperity and wealth?"

"I do," Feng'er, in despair, spoke her truth.

"Good. I will grant you freedom and can also make you prosperous and wealthy." Feng'er immediately knelt before him, deeply grateful, "Thank you, Master, for your grace."

"Yes, rise," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "However, Feng'er, you've probably heard the saying, 'Only by enduring hardship can you rise above others.' To rise above others and gain prosperity, you'll need to endure some hardship..."

"It doesn't matter; as long as I can be free, I'll endure any hardship," Feng'er replied firmly, biting her lip, without standing up.

"Good," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Feng'er, as long as you're determined, your good days are coming..."

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's solemn expression and thoughtful demeanor, Feng'er knew he wasn't teasing or lying, feeling deeply moved. She crawled to Wang Xiaoqiang's knees and expressed her gratitude repeatedly...

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