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Chapter 4581: 5.0333 The Willful Crown Prince

He never expected Duan Yue, this young man who seemed so handsome, gentle, and refined, to be so rough with Qiuqiu.

He used to think he was a good person, but it turns out he's just like the Crown Prince...

"You, you turn this Master Ball upside down! Upside down! I-I'm going to get brain hemorrhage!"

"Do you even have blood?" Duan Yue stifled a laugh, reached out, and flipped him upright.

The little tree-person stood on his arm, protesting indignantly, "W-why don't I have blood? I'm not some ordinary flower or tree outside! I have vital signs, okay? I'm one of the Five Spirits, Saint Wood, Master Saint Wood!"

"Qiuqiu, where did brother-in-law take my sister? He's unconscious now; he wouldn't do anything to my sister, would he?"

Like beating his sister!

That absolutely won't do. Even if Mo Lian is unconscious, if he dares to lay a single finger on his sister, he will definitely settle that score.

"Don't worry, Big Brother," Qiuqiu said with a mature pout. "Big Prince just wants Master to accompany him in cultivation. How could he possibly hit Master?"

"Besides, him? Dare to lay a hand on Master? Unless he wants to die!!" Qiuqiu put his hands on his hips and snorted.

"They're at Phoenix Spring! Big Prince sure knows how to find a place."

But then again, after being hit by the master's Quick Cultivation Talisman, the Crown Prince subconsciously seeks out places with rich saint force to cultivate.

And throughout the entire Star Domain, the place with the most concentrated saint force should indeed be Phoenix Spring.

With a flick of his hand, Qiuqiu teleported everyone into the Forest Star.

From afar, they heard Feng Chen exasperatedly shouting, "Mo Lian, I'm telling you, I'm just too lazy to fight with a simpleton like you. Don't think I won't fight back!"

"I'm just seeing that you're foolish, looking all pitiful, oh dear..."

As Duan Yue and the others stepped into the forest, they saw Feng Chen flying backward. He flipped and landed, retreating more than ten steps before finally steadying himself.

He looked back and met Duan Yue's amused gaze, clearing his throat awkwardly. "What are you looking at? That guy's like he's on steroids, incredibly strong!"

"Sister, sister, sis..." Mu Xingchen's voice suddenly trailed off when he saw the scene before him.

A very rich saint force emanated from around Phoenix Spring.

And the most densely distributed area of saint force was naturally at the center of Phoenix Spring.

At this moment, Mo Lian was half-submerged in Phoenix Spring, surrounded by swirling white mist, appearing hazy and indistinct.

Everyone only saw him with his long hair spread out, his eyes dark as he stared at the shore.

By the side of Phoenix Spring.

The little stoic was sitting cross-legged with her back to them. Her posture looked stiff, almost comically so.

"Sister?" Mu Xingchen cautiously called out.

Unexpectedly, a low chuckle came from the side.

Mu Xingchen turned to see Holy Son Mi Yan suppressing his laughter, feigning seriousness. He said in a deep voice, "Don't call her. She can't move."

The young couple, one half-submerged in Phoenix Spring, the other sitting on the shore, faced each other across the misty haze, their eyes meeting.

"Hey, why is Qiao Qiao covered by an egg... ahem. A defensive shield," Mu Xingchen spoke fastest, almost saying "egg-shell."

Feng Chen twitched his mouth. "The saint force here is dense. If she stays here for a long time, she naturally won't be able to bear it."

Mu Xingchen: ...