In a white space, a vein bulged on Lan Xue's forehead as she snapped at an old man before her, "I told Mom not to keep sending me everywhere. Why have I been sent to another space again?"
The old man somehow produced a small stool. "Miss, I'm the Death God, at least. I'm here to relay the contents of your trial."
"Hurry up." Lan Xue estimated the time. "I have things to do."
The Death God smiled. "Don't worry. Time has stopped here."
"Fine, hurry up." Lan Xue rolled her eyes and collapsed onto the sofa behind her.
"Isn't Tang San trying to obtain his sixth Soul Ring?"
"Yeah, he just broke through." Lan Xue was puzzled. What did that have to do with her ninth trial?
"What you need to do is use your seed to create his sixth Soul Ring."
"What?" Lan Xue sprang to her feet. "If a vampire is separated from its seed energy, it'll dissipate easily!"
"That's your trial, hehe." The Death God gradually faded away, but before leaving, he did not forget to add, "Your lover is very worried outside~~"
"I—" Lan Xue's face flushed crimson. Suddenly, the ground vanished beneath her feet. "Ah!"
Tang San was anxiously waiting when a black hole suddenly appeared overhead. A figure fell from it with a scream. Tang San instinctively caught her, but the person he had expected to be heavy was surprisingly light. The misjudgment nearly made Tang San topple backward.
When Tang San finally saw the unidentified object in his arms clearly, he cried out, "Xue'er!"
Tang San hurriedly set Lan Xue down and grabbed her shoulders. "Xue'er, where did you go? Why did you suddenly disappear?"
"Don't shake me. I just got dizzy from falling from that height." Lan Xue irritably flicked Tang