Xu Chunniang opened her eyes and silently looked at the Soul Witch clan elder, seeming ready to disperse her cultivation again at the slightest disagreement.
The elder gave a bitter smile. This time, he had truly run into a hard case and lifted a rock only to smash his own foot.
Had he known she possessed such a temperament, his little tricks would have been better left unused.
He said nothing more and merely pointed lightly at Xu Chunniang's brow.
A vast surge of soul power flowed in through her brow and entered her divine soul, transforming into a wandering thread of silver that rushed toward the first soul rune at the very center of her divine soul.
Xu Chunniang lowered her eyes. So this was where he had tampered with things.
The silver thread entered the first soul rune and traced a circle along the shape of its runes. Then silver light blazed forth, forcing out a silver soul rune several times smaller from within.
A cold curve touched Xu Chunniang's lips. No wonder she had failed to detect the other party's handiwork in her divine soul. He had begun making his move back when she had first started comprehending soul runes.
Before long, under the guidance of the silver thread, the silver soul rune was smoothly removed in its entirety.
"Little friend, I have now removed the soul mark hidden in your divine soul. Surely you can believe in my sincerity now?"
The Soul Witch clan elder's voice entered Xu Chunniang's ears. With a thought from her, the soul runes indeed no longer stirred.
Her tone was flat. "So this thing is called a soul mark. When you taught me soul arts back then, you really did hold something back."
It was one thing that he had not