Hearing Zi Ling Immortal Fairy's words, Qin Fengming cupped his fists toward Zhang Ke and said with a smile, "Thank you, Fellow Cultivator Zhang, for leading the way. This Qin is much obliged."
Under Zhang Ke's slightly strange gaze, his figure flashed, and without the slightest precaution, he flew toward a cave passage that had appeared ahead.
Watching Qin Fengming enter the cave dwelling of that terrifying female cultivator so readily, a puzzled look flickered in Zhang Ke's eyes.
He was utterly baffled. This young cultivator seemed extremely familiar with that terrifying female cultivator, and their relationship was clearly extraordinary. At the very least, it was vastly different from the relationship the several of them had with her.
Ignoring whatever Zhang Ke might think, Qin Fengming's figure flashed, and he entered the cave passage.
The passage was not very deep. After merely winding around a small bend, it opened into a spacious mountain cavern of considerable size.
There was nothing particularly unusual about the cavern, except for a spring within it that gurgled forth a constant flow of pure demonic mist.
At that moment, the female cultivator was sitting cross-legged above the spring.
No wonder the female cultivator had chosen this place for secluded cultivation. It turned out that there was an exceedingly rare demonic spring here.
Qin Fengming had visited so many places, yet this was the first time he had seen a demonic spring.
At that moment, Zi Ling Immortal Fairy was still wearing that purple gauze dress, with red ribbons coiling around her body. Sitting cross-legged above the spring, she was as motionless as a beautiful statue.
"Greetings, Senior Immortal Fairy. From your complexion, it seems you are clearly much better than before."
Qin Fengming hurried forward and stopped a dozen or so zhang before the female