Roar!
The Crimson Ancient Tablet absorbed the crimson blood drop, and scorching flames surged up. A ball of light in midair slowly took shape.
One nimble rune after another appeared and engraved itself within it. As time passed, a shadow could vaguely be seen inside the ball of light, gradually outlining a delicate form.
Mu Zi split off a thread of focus to refine the spiritual treasure before her, then lowered her head slightly and stared at her bare feet, dazed for a moment.
Those little feet, white as jade, still faintly bore reddish finger marks on the ankles and insteps, rather conspicuous.
Mu Zi pressed her lips together. Recalling the warm touch that had come when Lin Dong held them, she could not help being moved. It also made her decide to put her own shoes back on.
After the Wind and Thunder Tribulation ended, Mu Zi had immediately found a hidden place and begun refining this spiritual treasure.
Scenes from the past surfaced before her eyes, stirring ripples through her heart.
During the days they had spent together, Lin Dong's gaze would occasionally fall on her bare feet as well, but perhaps out of restraint, he had never lingered for long, and so he had never drawn any reaction from Mu Zi.
Mu Zi had thought that an occasional light glance was something that might not be completely avoidable between men and women, and there was no need to take it to heart. Before this, she had also trusted Lin Dong, believing that the gaze he cast her way held only appreciation, with no lust mixed in.
It was only being looked at a couple of times. She would not lose a piece of flesh over it anyway, so let him look.
However, after learning of Lin Dong's