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At this moment, the gazes of those experts all changed, staring at that Copper Mirror with utterly naked greed.

A Magical Artifact with an Artifact Spirit! Heaven above!

Many of them had never seen such a thing in their entire lives; after all, the method of adding an Artifact Spirit was only possible in the Ancient Era!

Bailijia's voice grew rough and heavy: "I've checked some ancient records before. When it comes to Artifact Spirits, even using a human as the Artifact Spirit is extremely rare. Normally, Artifact Spirits are nurtured after the fact and only gain sentience after a long, long time. But something like this—using a human as the Artifact Spirit—its power is far more terrifying!"

"A human used as an Artifact Spirit can not only preserve all of that person's Cultivation Techniques and memories, but will also act in full accord with your wishes. The compatibility is much higher."

Listening to Bailijia's words, everyone's greed only deepened. They'd entered these ruins precisely to hunt for treasure, and now, with such a supreme Artifact Spirit Magical Artifact right before their eyes, how could they not be moved?

Ren Feng lay on the ground, only feeling the blood in his body surging wildly; the meridians and bones inside him had all been shattered by that force.

If he wasn't mistaken, that burst of power was definitely not inferior to a strike from a Life and Death Realm expert!

Yet it had come from nothing more than a Copper Mirror—how could it be so terrifying!

In that moment, his understanding of this place of ruins advanced yet another step.

The Nine Yang True Qi within his body began to circulate and mend his injuries. Forcing himself to his feet, he stared burningly at the Artifact Spirit who sat there dressing herself, and spoke: "Long Yue, go give it a try."

"You want this Magical Artifact?"

An expert looked toward Ren Feng.

"That's right."

Disappointment flashed in the eyes of several experts. Gabriel's eyes also showed a hint of anxiety: "Don't rush. An Artifact Spirit has its own will. It will actively choose its master; she might not succeed."

Because of the agreement they'd made earlier, the other experts were in no position to act. None of them had expected that something they'd casually walked up to would be such a peerless treasure.

Long Yue's eyes also held a trace of caution and wariness as she slowly walked toward the red‑clothed woman.

The red‑clothed woman continued her dressing and adornment. At the center of her forehead, a flower bud pattern had already been imprinted, and the hair that had hung over her shoulders was beginning to be coiled up.

"You, my lord, as steadfast as rock; I, your lady, as clinging as reed."

The red‑clothed woman sighed again, while Long Yue had already walked up beside her, yet did not know how to speak; she could only stare at the red‑clothed figure in the mirror.

The others watched this scene tensely. If Long Yue failed, that would be best for them—they would still have a chance.

Watching the woman's movements, seeing that her face was filled with deep resentment and sorrow, Long Yue couldn't help but say: "In heaven, may we be birds who fly wing to wing; on earth, may we be branches forever intertwined."

The red‑clothed woman's hands paused slightly, and there seemed to be a touch of self‑mockery on her face: "Qingshan cannot block the flow; in the end, all waters run east."

Her gaze shifted to Long Yue, measuring her as if in appraisal.

In that instant, Long Yue even felt her inner heart tense to the extreme, as if everything about her was being seen through.

"Do you have someone you like?"

Long Yue's expression froze, and the other experts also stiffened. This Artifact Spirit's question was indeed out of the ordinary.

After a brief silence, seeing that the red‑clothed woman was still looking at her, Long Yue gathered her courage and said, "Yes."

The red‑clothed woman suddenly laughed, though there was desolation within that smile: "To ask what love in this world is, that drives one to pledge life and death—ah, love always remains a hurdle one cannot skirt around."

She turned her gaze back to the Copper Mirror. In that moment, the Copper Mirror no longer reflected the face of the red‑clothed woman, but that of a handsome, stern‑browed middle‑aged man, who was helping the red‑clothed woman pin in her hair ornament; both their faces were wreathed in happiness. The next moment, the scene shifted to the two of them frolicking among flowers, yet what remained unchanged were the smiles on their faces.

"Passing through the flower‑filled paths, I seldom turn my head; half for the sake of cultivation, half for the sake of you." The red‑clothed woman sighed softly, and the image in the Copper Mirror faded, returning to an ordinary mirror once more.

Long Yue said nothing, simply standing to the side. Yet from the depths of her heart, she felt that this Artifact Spirit did not seem to reject her.

After a full five minutes, the red‑clothed woman had finished dressing. Clad in a crimson robe, a beautiful hairpin in her hair, and her face carefully made up, she looked like a classical beauty, a peerless national enchantress.

"Do I look good?"

The red‑clothed woman suddenly spoke.

"You look good." Long Yue stared at her, somewhat entranced.

The red‑clothed woman smiled brilliantly; that smile was stunning beyond compare. Long Yue couldn't help but say, "One smile topples a city; another smile topples a kingdom."

"It's just a pity that no one can appreciate it anymore. Well then, if I cannot let go of this obsession, I'll carry it with me forever."

As the red‑clothed woman's voice fell, her figure vanished outright, turning into a streak of light that flew directly into the Copper Mirror. At the same time, the Copper Mirror itself shot into the air of its own accord, drifting to hover before Long Yue, radiating a faint glow.

"It worked."

Long Su rejoiced inwardly, his face breaking into a smile. Sima Nan, Mu Han, and the others also felt a wave of relief, while the surrounding experts were bitterly regretful.

It wasn't over yet. Standing where she was, Long Yue felt a strange method of control pouring into her mind. That incantation was complicated and obscure. Just then, a flash of light swept across the Copper Mirror, and a slit opened in Long Yue's hand; a drop of fresh blood fell onto the surface of the Copper Mirror.

The blood fused into the Copper Mirror, leaving Bailijia completely stunned: "Blood‑recognition? Th‑this—this kind of thing really exists?"

In the next instant, the Copper Mirror shrank and flew straight into Long Yue's pocket. As the Copper Mirror entered, all the drawers of the dressing table behind her flew open with a bang, and one item after another shot toward Long Yue.

"What are those?"

Everyone stared; only then did they realize that all those items were the bridal ornaments that had just adorned the red‑clothed woman—the hairpin, the bright‑red wedding robe, the rouge—all of them flew to hover before Long Yue.

"These trinkets are useful too?"

One expert could hardly believe it. In his eyes, these were nothing more than the simplest of trinkets; yet they actually possessed spiritual nature?

The next moment, his jaw nearly dropped.

That hairpin suddenly enlarged in midair, transforming into a longsword, its edge gleaming coldly. It too seemed to be a high‑grade Magical Artifact.

And that crimson robe, once draped over Long Yue's body, actually lifted her into the air.

"Flight? This robe actually has the ability to fly?"

Everyone was dumbstruck, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

Ren Feng also relaxed inwardly. This Copper Mirror was simply too good; there was no way he would let it fall into others' hands—giving it to one of his own was the best choice.

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