(Sorry for the late return, fellow Daoists.)
Qin Fengming, who had just snapped at Meng Xiruo, could not help giving an awkward laugh when faced with such a situation.
Although cultivators would not take such a thing to heart, Immortal Yun Ling had brought it up in front of both parties, leaving Qin Fengming feeling as though he had mounted a tiger and could not dismount.
He and Meng Xiruo had never gotten along, and the last time they met, they had even fought a life-and-death battle.
Although Qin Fengming was certain that a single Soul Thunder Bead could not kill Meng Xiruo, the danger of using one—powerful enough to make even a late Profound Spirit cultivator cautious—against a Divine Connection cultivator was self-evident.
"It was merely a useless jade token. Giving it away is no great loss. If you are grateful to this Immortal Fairy, then see whether there is anything on this jade slip you can give me. Consider it compensation for striking me with that terrifying self-detonation attack back then."
Qin Fengming had not spoken, but Meng Xiruo's beautiful eyes shifted, and she spoke.
As she spoke, a jade slip had already appeared in her hand. With a light wave of her jade-like hand, without the slightest energy fluctuation, the jade slip appeared out of thin air before Qin Fengming.
That single display was enough to greatly shock Qin Fengming.
He admitted that he could perform such a technique as well. But he would first have to cast the spell. There was absolutely no way he could do it as casually and effortlessly as Meng Xiruo had.
All at once, a thought surfaced in Qin Fengming's mind: *Could this mid-Profound Spirit female cultivator before me already possess an understanding of the Mahayana stage and be capable of