Feng Wuxie spent three days familiarizing herself with the Feng Family.
The current head of the Feng Family was her grandfather, Feng Yuanji.
There were still three months until the head emerged from seclusion!
Feng Wuxie still held a trace of anticipation about meeting her grandfather, after all, in her memories, the old man had doted on her greatly.
Her parents' whereabouts were unknown.
In her memories, she didn't even have the name or appearance of her mother.
Her father's features were also blurry; the only thing she remembered was her father's name—Feng Ziya.
She was the only legitimate daughter of the family, because her father had only married one woman, and that was her mother.
As for the rest, her eldest uncle's and second uncle's families, plus her two half-sisters born of concubines and one half-brother born of a concubine, they were respectively:
Feng Wuxin, Feng Wuxia, Feng Wulin.
Since Feng Wuxie had arrived here, she had only dealt with Feng Wuxia face-to-face; Feng Wuxin and Feng Wulin had not appeared at all.
In her memories, Feng Wuxin was the most formidable among the younger generation of the Feng Family.
At the same time, she was also the mastermind who had locked the original owner in a pig cage, murdered her, and even attempted to destroy the evidence by disposing of the body!
Feng Wuxie had originally thought that when Feng Wuxin heard the news that she had escaped from the pig cage, she would definitely be unable to resist curiosity and impulse, and come over to test the waters.
It was even possible that before the head emerged from seclusion, she might find another opportunity to eliminate her. Yet for these three days, Feng Wuxin had remained completely still…
Feng Wuxie was in no hurry to seek revenge either. Her body was too weak, and she had been trying to mix some medicinal herbs and decoct them to strengthen her body and bones.
In the 21st century, she had been a Doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine and a Master of Western Medicine.
After graduation, with her outstanding medical achievements, she had been selected to join the national special forces unit, serving as a military doctor for seven years. Every day, she carried a medical kit through battlefields, had buried bombs, and had been shot!
Now, reborn into the body of a thirteen-year-old girl, with dangers lurking on every side, she had to tread carefully!
Yet one doubt lingered in her mind, impossible to shake…
How had that pistol disappeared?!
For several consecutive late nights, Feng Wuxie had racked her brains over this!
She had searched every place she had been where something could have been lost!
She had even pinched her nose and wandered around the pigpen several times, but found no trace of the pistol!
In the end, she couldn't help feeling a bit discouraged, and muttered to herself toward the roof beam:
"Damn it, is this haunted! Where the hell did it go… It was clearly in my hand that night, how did it vanish in an instant?"
"What an idiot—"
A mocking male voice suddenly sounded out of thin air in the room, somewhat lazy and arrogantly disdainful.
Huh?
There was only her in the room—could it be another illusion?
Could it be that stunning man from the Illusion Realm who had told her, "You're not allowed to look at other men! And you're certainly not allowed to marry other men—"?
Feng Wuxie carefully recalled and then rejected her own guess:
No! It wasn't him! This voice didn't sound the same!!
This voice wasn't as pleasant as his…
His voice was that kind that was both doting and domineering, with a hint of Xie Qi, almost instantly evoking the image of his seductive, fox-like curling lips!
But this voice… was filled with contempt for her!
So, it definitely wasn't the same person!
Feng Wuxie abruptly sat up straight, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes. "Who?"
"Heh."
There was no answer, only an indifferent sneer colder than anything else.
Feng Wuxie carefully discerned for a moment—this voice didn't seem to carry hostility. As for the location of the voice… it didn't seem to come from outside the room, but rather from right inside her own room!
The source of the sound was extremely close to her! As if… it was inside her own body!
Feng Wuxie was startled by her own deduction, and clenched her fists warily. "Where are you?"
"Idiot."
The owner of the voice lazily cursed again, then unhurriedly explained:
"On the palm of your right hand, there's a lightning-shaped Hand Seal. Do you see it?"
Feng Wuxie spread out her hands—there was no lightning-shaped Hand Seal at all.
"Liar?" Feng Wuxie snorted coldly at the air and cursed, "If you've got the guts, show your face and talk!"
"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If you don't believe me, concentrate and try to imagine the appearance of that Hand Seal—red and white interwoven, lightning-shaped, right in the center of your palm."
Although Feng Wuxie thought the owner of this voice might be a complete lunatic, based on his description of the Hand Seal, she easily imagined the shape of the seal on her right palm.
Incredibly—
When she focused her mind on her palm, the originally empty center of her palm actually revealed that Hand Seal…
Feng Wuxie rubbed her eyes in disbelief, then opened them again—the Hand Seal was still there, and hadn't disappeared…
The Hand Seal was shaped like lightning, divided into upper and lower sections. The upper half was as red as blood, and the lower half was as white as snow, emitting a strange white glow!
"What the hell!" Feng Wuxie's eyes widened. Before she could figure out what was going on, that unknown voice sounded again—
"This Hand Seal is currently visible only to you. Once you cultivate and become a Soul Artist in the future, it will fully manifest and be seen by others. And I reside within your Hand Seal. Try once more to sense the power of the Hand Seal, and you will be able to enter the Spatial Realm of its power—I am on the third level of that realm."
Feng Wuxie now believed him without a shred of doubt. She immediately sat up straight, closed her eyes, steadied her breathing, and focused her mind.
She felt it!