Zhang Lexuan's Little Notebook: Poaching My Disciple?

"It was like that."

After listening to Jiang Ming recount the entire process, Zhang Lexuan immediately understood.

"So, Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Martial Soul bloodline has already completed its evolution?"

Jiang Ming nodded slightly. "More than evolution. You know how strong my Bloodline Power is. More than half of it was swallowed by Qiu'er's bloodline. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up this weak."

Jiang Ming was genuinely helpless about this.

The Golden Dragon Martial Soul bloodline's devouring of Bloodline Power was simply absurd. Wang Qiu'er was only a Soul Master with Soul Emperor cultivation, yet her bloodline had consumed more than half of his Bloodline Power.

If he had not been there, the process of activating Wang Qiu'er's bloodline might have sucked her dry into a mummified corpse!

Fortunately, it was over now. Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Martial Soul had successfully awakened, and even Jiang Ming could not say exactly how much she had benefited.

All he could say was that Wang Qiu'er's strength had absolutely risen by far, far more than before!

"Mm, was that really all? Nothing else happened?"

Zhang Lexuan helped Jiang Ming take off his shoes and placed his legs on the bed. Her clear, moonlike silver eyes stared at him.

"Uh, that really was the whole process. Yes, that was it."

"Fine. There was just one tiny... other thing."

Jiang Ming truly could not withstand Zhang Lexuan's gaze. Besides, he was not someone who could keep things hidden from the people closest to him.

"During this time, Qiu'er and I really were in the Small World doing what I just said, helping her improve her Martial Soul bloodline. But... there was a little accident during the process. Sister Lexuan, don't be angry."

Zhang Lexuan's heart trembled as a bad premonition quietly surfaced in her mind.