The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Not forgetting to mention the ability to hide within the dimension when in danger.

Frankly speaking, if it was someone else other than Huan Qing Yan that had this item, Ji Mo Ya might also make a move for it.

Tears suddenly began to well up in Huan Qing Yan's eyes, she did not make a wrong judgment of character this time.

This man was absolutely a true gentleman with strong principles.

"Young Master Ya, thank you!"

Her countless of thanks in the past were all unctuous without any true feelings in them. This time, it was genuine and heartfelt.

Ji Mo Ya's gaze shined for a moment, his tone also uncontrollably became gentle, "You are reaching Four Stars soon, right?"

"Yes."

"The spirit energy within this place is quite good, plus you have spirit energy ingredients, it makes it a good environment for cultivation. Owning a treasure like that, if you do not quickly get stronger, your future would be bleak." His words was for her to quickly use this opportunity to cultivate and train.

The environment they were currently in was exceptionally strange as it prevented him from sending a spirit crane to his people. This made it hard for him to know when the Feather Guards and Ink Guards would locate them. Earlier on, he was worried about their food supplies; now that it was solved, their situation was no longer urgent nor dangerous.

Huan Qing Yan nodded her head, "Ok, I will enter the dimension to cultivate. It contains a higher concentration of spirit energy and also makes it convenient for me to prepare the spirit dishes…"

"Go on."

With a blink of an eye, Huan Qing Yan entered the dimension. On the spot where Huan Qing Yan disappeared, a miniature ancient bowl was found.

Ji Mo Ya retrieve the bowl by using his spirit energy and held it in his hands.

And closely studied it…

***

When Huan Qing Yan entered the dimension, the reincarnated got unhappy.

"Huan Qing Yan, why do you trust that man so much when the two of you have only interacted for such a short duration? What if he decided to kill you to steal your treasure? We would just die without exacting our revenge…"

Huan Qing Yan replied, "Aren't we fine now? We have also found a backer now. In the future, with the title of his personal spirit chef, no one in the Hanging Cloud Empire would dare to touch our family. In addition, we can also borrow his power to exact our revenge, isn't this a happy thing?"

"Are you having feelings for that man? He is someone way above your status, the Ji Mo Clan is the strongest and most mysterious clan within the Spirit Treasure Continent, the power they possess is even more than an empire. What's more, as the clan's young master, even if he wants to only make you his concubine, his clan might not easily agree. You should stop dreaming…"

"Why would I? I, Huan Qing Yan, will never be someone else's concubine, I only find that man trustworthy and a real gentleman. To seek a long-term cooperation, it is better for me to be honest than to hide things from him, doing so can make both of us feel reassured."

'……'

The reincarnated girl could not rebuke that and could only go offline with a pout.

Huan Qing Yan could not be bothered about her, she entered the resting lounge and changed out of Ji Mo Ya's clothes and her own tattered ones with a set of female clothing she kept within the lounge.

Then she began to start training.

The spirit energy stored within her Dantian was very close to maximum capacity. Huan Qing Yan communicated with the pig spirit and told it to prepare for an attempt to breakthrough to the next rank.

However, her instincts were telling her that they would not rank up even if the pig spirit absorbs all the spirit energy within her Dantian!

Normally, when a person filled up their Dantian, it would be enough for their spirit treasures to rank up, but her pig spirit was too out-of-the-norm, one cannot use normal standards to judge it as it was much more powerful than the average spirit treasure!

Huan Qing Yan placed her hands in front of her Dantian and formed a handsign. Slowly, several tendrils of spirit energy began to flow through her veins, the tendrils eventually converged into an invisible river and rushed into the spirit imprint on her wrist.

As expected, although the imprint devoured the spirit energy, there were no signs of ranking up. The pig spirit seemed unsatisfied and was demanding for more…