Yunxi and Menglan Jun turned to look at the black figure emerging from the shadows. It was Dugu He.
Yunxi's brows furrowed slightly. Being unable to use divine sense was far too inconvenient. Though she could hear his breathing, it was mixed in with that of the other eight, and she had assumed Dugu He had also fallen into the Dream Realm. Thus, she had not spared much attention for him and had no idea how much he had heard.
Menglan Jun had not expected this man to have escaped the trap. He slowly rose to his feet and leisurely opened the folding fan in his hand. Yunxi also stood, casually stretching out her hand. The Seven-Star Deadly Staff flew into her grasp, where she held it easily in one hand and spun it in an offhand flourish before smiling.
"Grandmaster He, since you have already heard everything, there is no need for us to beat around the bush. Do you intend to take me back to the Royal Capital in exchange for wealth and glory, or use my help to find the reason you have been unable to break through, then shatter the void and leave this small world?"
Dugu He looked at the two of them with dark, heavy eyes, as though weighing the gains against the losses.
Yunxi arched her delicate brows. A glint flashed through her almond-shaped eyes as she continued.
"Grandmaster He, I am merely seriously injured; it is not as though I cannot fight back. Earlier, I had not yet figured out the situation here, so I allowed you to take me away. But now, are you certain you can subdue both of us?"
Watching the supremely confident Yunxi, Dugu He's gaze darkened. He had been careless before. He should not have neglected to