Hu Shiyun's injuries and illness had, one could say, been heard of by every powerful cultivator in the tribe. As Ding Yanming's highly valued Ding Ziruo, she naturally knew about it as well.
Hearing that Hu Shiyun had recovered, she was naturally overjoyed.
Ding Ziruo knew that Hu Shiyun had suffered from her injuries and illness for several hundred years. Even though the Quefu tribe had invited quite a few Profound level experts, not one of them had been able to cure her.
Apart from looking younger than most Divine Connection cultivators, there was nothing particularly special about the cultivator before her. Yet he had actually cured a stubborn illness that even Profound level experts had been unable to treat.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving me. My cultivation is low, and I truly don't know how to thank you." The female cultivator's eyes were filled with reverence. She bowed again, expressing her gratitude to Qin Fengming for saving her.
Looking at the female cultivator again, Qin Fengming did not answer her. Instead, his eyes revealed deep thought, and he remained focused on her body for a long time.
This was the first time Ding Ziruo had been scrutinized so closely by a young male cultivator. Her slightly pale face flushed red, and she began to look uncomfortable.
This was not the first time Qin Fengming had stared at the female cultivator like this. Earlier, on the stone platform inside the Sky-Reaching Pillar, Qin Fengming had looked at her in the same way.
Although his gaze held no inappropriate expression, staring so closely at a young and beautiful female cultivator was enough to make her face burn.
Even though Qin Fengming had seen quite a few beautiful female cultivators, he had to admit that Ding Ziruo's beauty far surpassed that of