The female cultivator suddenly rose to her feet. Beneath her naked body, she seemed to have been stunned by something, frozen on the spot. An extremely difficult-to-describe strange look flashed through her eyes, while her face was filled with disbelief.
She stood there with both hands clasped over her chest. Only after standing for the time it took to brew a cup of tea did delight flash through her eyes, yet the disbelief on her face lingered for a long while.
"I can stand up! That strange soul aura inside me is actually gone!"
A cry of surprise suddenly rang through the vast, empty restriction. An irrepressible joy flooded the female cultivator's heart, causing her originally delicate voice to abruptly grow loud.
It was as though that shout had burst straight from the depths of her heart, releasing in a single cry nearly all the oppressive, pent-up aura that had accumulated inside her for who knew how long.
As she looked at her slender legs and raised them alternately, a feeling of lightness immediately suffused the female cultivator's entire body.
In that instant, she nearly forgot that she was still completely naked, without a single thread covering her.
"Ah, Senior Qin!" After who knew how long, the female cultivator suddenly came to her senses. With a cry of alarm, she turned to look at Qin Fengming, who had already fallen to the ground and lapsed into unconsciousness.
As she turned, she waved her jade hand, and a set of clothes appeared before her.
With a few gestures, her exquisite naked body was wrapped in a moon-white long dress.
At that moment, Qin Fengming's face was deathly pale, without the slightest trace of color. His eyes were tightly shut, his aura was chaotic, and his soul aura seemed even weaker.
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