Outside the plaza of the Heavenly Palace.
Red Tide's healing arts far surpassed Weijia's imagination. The wounds in his body pierced by the girl's Sword Light had already recovered by seventy to eighty percent. Even his Mental Power had mostly recovered—therefore, the mental fluctuations of the simulated Huang Zi had become much more stable.
At the same time, however, because Red Tide was unfathomably deep, Weijia became even more afraid to act rashly, fearing that she would notice something amiss.
But quite a few people had already entered the Ancestral Temple. He had long been coveting the treasures within, so he couldn't help growing secretly anxious.
"Red Tide, I'm no longer seriously injured. You don't need to keep looking after me." Weijia moved his body a little. "Go and do what you need to do. I'll keep watch here."
"No need." Red Tide shook her head. "Big Sister Black Rain is here."
Weijia's heart jolted. The instant Red Tide finished speaking, a streak of dark light gathered in the air. Then a woman in a black gauze robe slowly walked over.
Since she could be called Big Sister, this woman had to be the most troublesome of the Five-Colored Emissaries?
Weijia didn't dare be careless, doing his utmost to maintain the stability of Huang Zi's mental fluctuations.
"Big Sister Black Rain, you're here." Red Tide spoke first.
Black Rain's gaze swept over Red Tide before landing on Weijia. After lingering for several seconds, she said indifferently, "You're injured?"
"I was careless for a moment." Weijia replied without revealing anything. "If I meet her again, I'll definitely make her suffer."
Black Rain snorted softly. "I hope you'll do as you say."
Weijia immediately felt unbearably aggrieved, but he didn't continue speaking.
"Big Sister Black Rain, earlier..." Red Tide began again.
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