Chapter 1524: I Was Not Troubled by Anything

She lifted her watery eyes, staring blankly at Feng Fuce.

Seeing her expression, Feng Fuce knew he had guessed right.

He bent down to meet her gaze.

"Why didn’t you tell me about these difficulties? Are you worried that I won’t have a solution?"

Bai Zhi’er slightly parted her lips: "These are the divine laws since the world’s inception. No matter how powerful you are, can you possibly resolve this?"

Feng Fuce paused: "I have a way; you don’t need to worry. I just need you to be with me. For everything else, let me figure it out."

Bai Zhi’er’s eyes dimmed.

What could he do? Knowing Feng Fuce’s character, he would certainly keep it from her, gambling on that one in ten thousand chance of divinity transformation.

Bai Zhi’er had checked the Heavenly Book in advance.

For the demon clan to achieve divinity transformation, they not only needed extraordinary mana but also an exceptionally strong primordial spirit.

Otherwise, during the transformation, due to the incompatibility of demonic qi and divine technique, they would turn to ashes.

Throughout history, countless demons have sacrificed their lives in pursuit of divinity.

No matter how powerful they once were, how they dominated regions, in the face of the qualifications for divinity, demons always seemed to face greater difficulties.

Bai Zhi’er feigned a cold tone: "I’m not troubled by anything."

Feng Fuce frowned.

He had spoken correctly, so why had her attitude changed so quickly?

"Bai Zhi’er—" Feng Fuce directly grabbed her arm, pulling her close, the two standing nearly touching.

Just then, from outside the cave, came the sound of Fu Niu calling.

Bai Zhi’er abruptly withdrew her hand: "It appeared again!"

This was a rare opportunity. She rushed out immediately, not caring about the torrential rain outside.

Feng Fuce sighed helplessly and could only follow her, first helping her deal with the matter of Fu Niu.

Bai Zhi’er followed the sound, finding it growing louder and more anxious the closer she got.

When she approached Fu Niu, she realized it had fallen deep into the swamp.

Countless pairs of ghastly white severed hands in the swamp were pulling it down.

It was struggling desperately, letting out a "moo-moo" sound, but not only could it not use any mana, it was being dragged deeper.

Beside Bai Zhi’er, Feng Fuce said: "The swamp on Caiyun Mountain gathers the grievances of passing deceased souls. It likely cannot escape."

Bai Zhi’er pursed her lips: "It seems our appearance startled it into carelessly entering the swamp."

She looked around.

"Do you want to rescue it?"

"Yes, I want to take it back to the Heavenly Court." Bai Zhi’er said, then flew into the sky. The white immortal silk from her sleeve suddenly flew out, tightly wrapping around Fu Niu.

She then swung her sleeve, using mana to pull.

But unexpectedly, the hands filled with grievance clung tightly to Fu Niu’s legs.

Painfully tearing it, Fu Niu howled in distress.

Even Bai Zhi’er was pulled down two inches.

She hurriedly steadied herself, chanting a spell.

Through the rain, Feng Fuce looked up, watching Bai Zhi’er’s thin silhouette.

Ultimately, he could not convince himself to disregard Bai Zhi’er’s plight. Feng Fuce took a breath: "Stand aside, let me handle it."

With that, he walked directly into the swamp as if it were solid ground.

Even a Daluo Golden Immortal might easily find themselves trapped here.

But as Feng Fuce stepped in, those hands full of grievance recoiled into the depths of the swamp, as if they had encountered a terrifying beast.