Shen Yi admitted he'd meant to give her a bit of pressure.

But he truly hadn't expected that a grand cultivator of that realm could faint so cleanly away.

He recalled that last time this woman had hammered at the Nether-Gloom Spider Emperor like a raving madwoman.

However fearsome he might look, he surely couldn't be uglier than that spider.

"..."

Releasing the armrests, Shen Yi turned and pushed the door open.

And came face to face with Li Qingfeng's utterly bewildered expression.

"Where's Senior Sister?"

Outside the formation Shen Yi had casually laid, Perfected Master Qingfeng could hear nothing at all, however high he pricked up his ears.

"Inside."

Shen Yi stepped aside idly and walked toward his two senior brothers, Wu Dao'an and Zhu Jue.

And just as he was leading the two dazed men down the mountain—

from the little room behind them came Perfected Master Qingfeng's shrill scream: "Aaah!!!"

"Hm?"

Wu Dao'an looked curiously at Junior Brother Shen.

With that scream, he wanted all the more to know what had happened in the room a moment ago.

But that gossiping heart of his was quickly drawn to the thing in the man's hands. "What's this?"

"Techniques I copied out."

Shen Yi handed over the thick mountain of books.

Fearing someone might notice something amiss, he had only brought two formation jade slips out with him; the rest remained in the Technique-Storing Pavilion.

In his spare moments amid the alchemy these past days, he'd found time to copy them all out.

"Don't tell me — Spirit-Transformation techniques again?!"

Wu Dao'an's eyes went wide, not the least deceived by Junior Brother Shen's calm expression.

Last time, when the man had handed over the Parting-Flame Heart-Burning Palm, he'd worn this same air of total indifference.

"Not entirely." Shen Yi shook his head.

"I knew it... this is far too much..." Wu Dao'an gave an awkward laugh — and then the smile froze fast on his face.

"There are Return-to-Void ones as well."

At these words—

Zhu Jue steadied Little Wu at just the right moment, saving him from dropping…