Feilian Shenjun no longer had any mood to engage in wagers with her, clutching at his other side of wildly dancing hair, nearly driven mad.

“Quickly turn this side black too! Quickly!” he roared in fury.

Xuan Yi restrained her smile, speaking slowly and deliberately: “Could it be that Shenjun wishes to have his desires fulfilled while being unwilling to pay even the slightest price?”

Feilian Shenjun immediately flew into a rage, yet his hair remained half-white and half-black, making him look ten thousand times more ridiculous than before. If he didn’t fix it, he couldn’t even step out of his chamber door. At this moment, he had no choice but to forcefully suppress his anger and said in a deep voice: “Fine! I agree! However, regardless of who wins or loses, you must fix my hair!”

Xuan Yi extended one hand toward him: “I have already proven that what I said was not a lie. Shenjun should also show his sincerity. Give me the three Moon Essence Pearls first. If I lose, I will return them in full.”

Feilian Shenjun trembled with rage all over—he was actually being toyed with by this little brat!

Three tearlike Moon Essence Pearls were viciously tossed over. Xuan Yi steadily caught them in her palm. Before she could even take a careful look, Feilian Shenjun was already impatient: “Speak! What’s the wager?”

Xuan Yi pondered for a moment and said: “I don’t like matters of fighting and killing. Let’s play the simplest question-and-answer game. I’ll ask and you’ll answer. We’ll compare whose knowledge is more extensive. If you answer correctly, I lose. If you answer incorrectly, I win. What does Shenjun think?”

Feilian Shenjun sneered: “Really? How old are you? Just relying on a few bits of cleverness, you think you’re knowledgeable?”

“These matters needn’t concern Shenjun. Will you do it or not?”

Feilian Shenjun rolled his eyes: “If I answer incorrectly, it can’t count as your win. You must also answer correctly to win! Otherwise, you still lose!”

Xuan Yi glanced at him: “Shenjun is actually haggling to this extent.”

“Spare me the nonsense! Just ask!” As if afraid she would renege, he added: “You’re not allowed to ask those strange questions that no one can answer!”

Xuan Yi tilted her head in a thoughtful manner. After a long while, as if she had suddenly thought of a good idea, she smiled and said: “Shenjun, I heard that the moon sand in the four corner flower pots within Wangshu Palace were all condensed by your divine power. Then let me ask you, how many grains of moon sand did I just turn into nothingness?”

Feilian Shenjun’s face was full of suspicion. What kind of trick was she trying to pull now? Even the female immortals guarding the gates could answer this question without hesitation! All the celestial deities of Wangshu Palace knew that since Feilian Shenjun’s birth, he condensed one grain of moon sand per year. This year he was three hundred twenty thousand years old, so there were a total of three hundred twenty thousand grains of moon sand.

The little brat must be scheming again!

With a wave of his hand, the moon sand that had been turned into nothingness instantly gathered in his palm. He examined it carefully from top to bottom, left to right, countless times. Still not reassured, he glared at Xuan Yi: “All three of you stretch out your hands! Open them! Lift your feet too!”

Xuan Yi let out an “Aiya,” her face full of regret. Pouting, she opened her hands, revealing a single golden moon sand grain in her snow-white palm.

Feilian Shenjun laughed heartily, raising his hand to retrieve that grain of moon sand, supremely pleased: “I knew you would cheat!”

Xuan Yi pouted without speaking.

He laughed: “That’s right, just like this. The moon sand you turned into nothingness earlier totaled three hundred twenty thousand minus one grain! I’ve won! Quickly fix my hair!”

Xuan Yi’s eyes sparkled as she said softly: “Shenjun is clearly wrong. How could you have won?”

Feilian Shenjun erupted in fury, wild wind carrying moon sand once again raging throughout the hall: “Don’t think that just because you’re young and a girl I really won’t beat you! The iron-clad evidence is right before our eyes, your two senior brothers can both testify! You still want to renege?!”

Xuan Yi said calmly: “I said you’re wrong, so you’re wrong. If you don’t believe me, carefully feel around in the hair two inches below your left ear.”

Feilian Shenjun was half-believing, half-doubting, but indeed reached up to carefully feel through his hair several times. Suddenly, as if he had touched something, his expression changed drastically. He abruptly pulled his hand back, only to see his fingers pinching a grain of moon sand wrapped in pitch-black mist—she had actually hidden two grains! One she deliberately left in her hand to bait him, while the other she hid in his hair using the Darkness of Zhuyin!

“Therefore, the moon sand I turned into nothingness should be three hundred twenty thousand minus two grains. Feilian Shenjun, I’ve won.” Xuan Yi smiled as she extended her hand. “A wager is a wager. Give me three strands of hair.”

Feilian Shenjun’s expression had never been this unpleasant. Eyes wide open, he stared at her fixedly. His expression was already sinister to begin with; this made him appear even more terrifying.

Xuan Yi acted as if she didn’t see it, slowly urging him: “Shenjun, the hair.”

Gu Ting originally thought Feilian Shenjun would at least unleash a thunderous rage, or at the very least roar a couple of times. Who would have thought he would say nothing at all, quietly plucking three strands of hair and handing them to Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi only drew out one strand and handed it to Gu Ting. She wound the remaining two strands of silver hair that danced without wind around her finger, smiling: “Shenjun truly has magnanimity. Many thanks.”

She glanced toward the palace exterior again: “Senior Brother Gu Ting, it’s getting late. Please go report back to Master first. I’ll help Shenjun fix his hair and then follow.”

But she had only given him one strand of hair! Master had asked for three strands.

Gu Ting was completely baffled. However, the three items Master wanted were barely obtained, and this Feilian Shenjun was volatile and strange—indeed, reporting back to Master was more important. He cupped his hands toward Feilian Shenjun in salute, then glanced at Fucang, indicating he should leave together with him.

Fucang, who had been silent as a wooden figure since entering Wangshu Palace, finally moved. Just as he was about to step forward, in the next moment his sleeve was tightly gripped by Xuan Yi.

“Senior Brother Fucang, stay and keep me company.” She smiled lightly. “I’ll be very quick.”

Gu Ting left alone in utter confusion. Fucang lowered his head to look at her hand clutching his sleeve. She was gripping it incredibly tightly, probably using all her strength.

Her voice was very low: “Don’t even think about running. We share hardship together.”

Feilian Shenjun, who had been silent for a very long time, finally spoke, his voice unexpectedly calm: “Little girl, fix my hair.”

Xuan Yi efficiently and decisively released the Darkness of Zhuyin, inch by inch dyeing and taming his dancing silver hair on the right side into black, until even the last strand of silver hair had turned black, obediently hanging behind his shoulder.

Xuan Yi stepped back two paces and cupped her hands in salute: “This matter is concluded. I take my leave, Shenjun.”

Feilian Shenjun’s gaze had been fixed on her the entire time. Suddenly, he said in a low voice: “You’re quite something. The first time a celestial deity has made me pluck out my hair… What’s your name?”

Xuan Yi’s face was expressionless: “My name is Jiligu Lulong.”

In the next moment, the violent wind sliced toward her like blades. Feilian Shenjun’s cold voice exploded from within the wind: “I don’t strike nameless nobodies! Little brat of the Zhuyin Clan! Who gave you the audacity to act so brazenly before me! Today I’ll leave you with one hand as payment for this humiliation!”

Xuan Yi hastily dodged the wind blades. Suddenly she felt her hand lighten—damn that Fucang actually broke free!

He dared to run alone?!

Within the windstorm, she caught sight of that snow-white figure and pounced like a starving tiger without any regard for her image, using both hands and feet to cling tightly to him.

The Zhuyin Clan was divinely brave, invincible, and fearless of techniques and spells, yet this peculiar dragon princess actually wanted to use him as a shield!

Fucang’s face was covered in frost as he said in a low voice: “Let go!”

Not even in her dreams! She said they would share hardship together, so even if she got beaten, she would use him as her cushion!

Xuan Yi exerted force and bit down on his clothes with her mouth.