From outward appearances, the girl was only seventeen or eighteen. Though she was no peerless beauty capable of toppling kingdoms and cities, she was exceedingly pretty, and from head to toe she exuded an air of blessed spiritual grace.
Lin Xuan nodded, and a faint smile could not help appearing on his face.
Wu Yun'er, however, was so frightened that her whole body trembled.
Just now, with those two Li Soul Valley cultivators, Lin Xuan had also begun all genial and pleasant, his smile as warm as a spring breeze, yet in the blink of an eye he had drawn out their souls and refined their spirits.
Such ruthless methods truly made one's teeth go cold!
And now, as he looked at her, that gaze was even more profoundly meaningful.
Could it be...
Wu Yun'er also knew her own looks were far from ordinary, and she could not help letting her imagination run wild.
She had heard that some old monsters of the Nascent Soul Realm often forcibly seized young and beautiful female cultivators to use as Cauldrons.
At the thought of that terrifying life from the rumors, poor Wu Yun'er was already on the verge of fainting. But her master was, after all, an extraordinary figure. As the saying went, like master, like disciple. Wu Yun'er forcefully suppressed the urge to turn and flee, because that could never possibly succeed and would instead enrage the old monster before her.
First, she had to find a way to steady him.
With that thought, Wu Yun'er forced down her panic and gave a graceful curtsy. "Junior Wu Yun'er greets Senior. Many thanks for saving my life..."
Because Lin Xuan had suddenly seen something belonging to an old acquaintance, he had lost his composure somewhat. Later, seeing the frightened expression on this