Lu Yunxiao's gaze shifted slightly as he looked over.
Where his eyes fell stood a little girl of eight or nine.
She was exquisitely adorable, with two pigtails tied atop her head. Her pair of large, black-and-white eyes blinked brightly, making her look exceptionally cute.
Yet beneath those eyes, which should have been innocent and pure as a child's, lay a faint hint of age and profundity.
It was rather mismatched with her delicate, adorable appearance.
Seeing her, Lu Yunxiao narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile, "Should I call you Little Yinyin, or the Lord of Life and Death?"
That was right. The one before him was one of the Eight Ancient Masters, and the Eldest Senior Sister among them—the Lord of Life and Death.
She was also the exceedingly adorable little girl Lu Yunxiao had met before, Little Yinyin.
"I am the Lord of Life and Death, and I am also Little Yinyin. But I still prefer Big Brother to call me Little Yinyin."
The Lord of Life and Death smiled sweetly, looking utterly charming.
Paired with her tender, adorable smile, she was especially endearing.
Yet Lu Yunxiao's expression did not change, because he knew that beneath that childish exterior was a mature, perhaps even ancient soul.
Ying Huanhuan was different. She was an adult, her soul already stable. She had even cultivated the Immortal Sound Marvelous Record and consumed Seven-Colored Divine Marrow.
Her soul was extremely powerful.
That was why she could withstand the impact of those memories.
Even so, Lu Yunxiao had not dared to let her touch the Ice Master's final power.
He feared she would be affected too deeply.
It was not that Ying Huanhuan could not digest those powers and memories; she simply needed time.
What Lu Yunxiao wanted was for Ying