Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction: Not bad, you know this is the Qiankun Mirror.
Yu Daohen now cared little about what Liu Feng said, wishing he could stuff the Qiankun Mirror into his pocket.
"In ancient times, there was a mirror that could distinguish yin and yang, settle the universe, absorb yin energy, and suppress evil spirits!"
He had heard about this thing from that kid Qiangzi before. It was the Heavenly Master’s Mansion's ultimate treasure.
"No, Yu Daohen suddenly realized. This Qiankun Mirror is the treasure of the Zhenbao Gate. How did Liu Feng get it?"
"No, this is the Heavenly Master’s Mansion's ultimate treasure. How did you get it?"
Liu Feng grinned: "What do you think?"
Yu Daohen thought of Liu Feng's injury being caused by Yan Ling Tianzun and suddenly realized something: "Did you steal this Qiankun Mirror?"
Liu Feng glared at him unhappily: "I wouldn't stoop to stealing. I took it fair and square!"
Yu Daohen: ...
Can you call taking something by force "fair and square"?
Do you have a misunderstanding of the term "fair and square"?
Seeing Yu Daohen's speechless expression, Liu Feng coughed lightly: "Originally, I planned to borrow it, but that Yan Ling kid refused to lend it no matter what, so I had to use a little force. Isn't that reasonable?"
"Yes, yes, reasonable and fair and square." Yu Daohen forced a smile.
But in his heart, he cursed.
This guy is showing off, absolutely showing off, damn it!!
Yu Daohen sighed again, feeling a bit envious. Indeed, as long as one's strength is great enough, even stealing can be described as reasonable and well-founded.
This world still comes down to strength.
Besides, he would return it later after he was done with it. It was just borrowing. Liu Feng spoke as if everything was natural.
Yu Daohen looked at the Qiankun Mirror again: "What are you doing with this thing after stealing, no, borrowing it?"
Liu Feng smiled faintly, his expression tender and affectionate: "It's all for you."
Liu Feng leaned in very close, almost a hair's breadth away from Yu Daohen.
At this moment, everything around them fell silent.
Yu Daohen's face turned red, followed by a dark expression: "Can you be any more disgusting?"
Liu Feng laughed heartily: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore."
Yu Daohen was somewhat speechless. If he were a woman, he wouldn't be able to stand this.
He never imagined he would be flirted with by a man. What virtue did he possess for this?
However, he felt something was off but couldn't pinpoint it.
Yu Daohen changed the subject: "Seriously, why did you 'steal' this Qiankun Mirror?"
Liu Feng put away his affectionate expression: "I wasn't joking, it's really for you."
"For me?" Yu Daohen was a bit confused. What did the Qiankun Mirror have to do with him?
Liu Feng's expression turned serious: "Do you think fusing the Ghost Horn is that easy? You might end up as a monster, neither human nor ghost."
Yu Daohen frowned. It seemed that fusing the Ghost Horn was much more dangerous than he thought. But could this Qiankun Mirror reduce the risk of fusing the Ghost Horn?
Did the Qiankun Mirror have other miraculous uses?
Liu Feng nodded: "That's right. Fusing the Ghost Horn is essentially breaking the yin and yang balance within the human body. Once you can't suppress the yin energy, you'll turn into a demon that only eats people. This Qiankun Mirror has the function of absorbing yin energy. Although it can't absorb it all, it can increase the success rate by thirty percent."
Yu Daohen's eyes lit up upon hearing that a thirty percent increase in success rate meant he was practically guaranteed.
"Thirty percent? What was my probability originally?"
Liu Feng calmly uttered a few words: "Originally thirty percent, now it should be sixty percent. Or maybe it was only twenty percent originally."
Yu Daohen: ...
"Holy crap, with the Qiankun Mirror, it's only a sixty percent success rate? This is ridiculous."
Seeing Yu Daohen's happy face instantly fall, Liu Feng patted his shoulder to comfort him: "But now you have a fifty percent chance! Look on the bright side, you are Xu Feng. Fifty percent is more than enough, isn't it?"
Yu Daohen smiled, but it was a smile uglier than crying. Could he change his mind and not fuse it? "Are you serious?"
Liu Feng nodded with a serious expression: "Of course I'm serious. Do I look like I'm joking?"
Yu Daohen laughed to mask his urge to cry.
"Isn't this fifty percent chance of survival and fifty percent chance of death?"
Liu Feng and Yu Daohen's eyes met, and Liu Feng said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. Even if we have to die, I'll die first. I'll stake my life to protect you!"
Yu Daohen looked into Liu Feng's eyes. He was firm, serious, and unwavering, showing no sign of lying.
This feeling was familiar, as if he had heard it many years ago.
Just as Yu Daohen was feeling touched, Liu Feng suddenly said: "Besides, I don't want to be strangled by that Qin Muyu guy."
Yu Daohen was instantly speechless. So, this guy's solemn promise only had a fifty percent chance of success.
However, since this guy was willing to risk going to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to steal this Qiankun Mirror, what was his relationship with him in the past?
Could it be that he was his father back then!
Yu Daohen suddenly had this thought and asked: "What exactly was my relationship with you before? Was it worth you taking such a risk for me?"