Attack

"So it's Red Dust…" Sun Mengmeng stuttered while looking at Fang Yuan.

"A person's spirit is the beginning of all thoughts and creativity. Once it is entangled, it's difficult to get rid of it. Wu Wudi, to help Ling Fei'er get rid of her mental demon, are you going to eliminate me or destroy my cultivation?"

Fang Yuan lowered his eyelids and sneered.

"Since you've become dust in her heart, I can only help her remove it…" Wu Wudi said indifferently, as if the person before him was not human but just an ant.

If Ling Fei'er were still an ordinary person, she might have room to turn things around. But now that she had become a cultivator and still had a flaw in her heart, she had to take more extreme measures.

Furthermore, since this was a fact, and she could not increase her brain development any further, she could only remove this mental demon for her future cultivation.