Watching Zi Ling Immortal Fairy's enchanting figure rapidly disappear into the distance, Qin Fengming stood there for a long while before finally relaxing his expression and turning toward Yongqing City not far away.
During his conversation with the female cultivator, Qin Fengming had also been sweating bullets inside.
If the female cultivator had been someone moody and unpredictable, or a honey-tongued, dagger-hearted person whose words did not match her thoughts, then his remarks would surely have enraged her. It was entirely possible that she might have attacked him and imposed a soul restriction on him.
Having taken such a risk and made it through safely, he was naturally delighted.
Not only had nothing happened to him, but he had also obtained the female cultivator's promise once again. She would help him twice, a benefit he had never expected.
To have a Mahayana cultivator personally promise to act twice—he reckoned that throughout the entire Spirit Realm, there could not be another Divine Connection cultivator capable of accomplishing such a thing.
Zi Ling Immortal Fairy was not yet at the Mahayana stage, but Qin Fengming had no doubts about her recovering to the Mahayana stage. He had already concluded that her Dao wound had not been caused by someone else. Rather, it was an injury she had generated herself after using some kind of divine ability.
This kind of Dao wound was not fatal. Even if it could not heal on its own, she could certainly recover after taking some medicinal pills.
Zi Ling Immortal Fairy had already advanced to the Mahayana stage once before. With her abilities, as long as she spent several hundred or even a thousand years, reentering the Mahayana stage would not be particularly difficult.
As he flew swiftly through the air, Qin Fengming stroked the purple-black scroll