If not for the Ghost-faced Musk Deer drawing out the hatred buried deep in her heart, Yuan Xi would never have realized just how deeply she had been bound by obsession.
No wonder Master had always been unwilling to let her leave the mountain.
Lin Qi raised the lantern in her hand and looked up. "Senior Sister, I'll take you out!"
Seeing the determination written all over her face, Yuan Xi froze slightly. After a long while, a gentle smile slowly curved her lips. "All right..."
Lin Qi's small figure carried the lantern as she walked ahead.
Yuan Xi followed quietly behind her, her long dress trailing along the ground, her bearing composed and serene.
The light and shadows around them dimmed, leaving only the shadows cast by the lantern flame—one small, one large—steadfastly moving forward. The faint light pushed aside the dense fog, carrying them completely out of that world.
The moment Lin Qi woke up, she saw True Monarch Qingyun draw a talisman in the air with her fingertips in one smooth, flowing motion before pressing it into Lin Qi's body.
The surging spiritual energy that had been crashing wildly suddenly ceased its assault, as though restrained by an external force, unable to rise any further.
Lin Qi instinctively mobilized the spiritual energy in her dantian, wanting to break through the restraints, only to discover that her dantian had been sealed.
She looked up in surprise. "Master, what happened to me?"
True Monarch Qingyun withdrew her hand and said calmly, "You suddenly comprehended Sword Intent, so your cultivation level was bound to break through—perhaps even by more than one stage. The Slaughter Sword Intent is overbearing and aggressive. The hostile aura within you has yet to be fully cleared away. If your cultivation level rises too much,