"Enter the pavilion and undergo the baptism." Upon suddenly hearing these words, Fairy Ying Yi's expression changed abruptly.
Although she still felt resistant to entering the pavilion, she had already resigned herself to it. But being made to undergo a baptism caused Ying Yi's heart to tighten sharply once more.
What baptism? That was what she needed to consider.
"Hmph, you little girl have quite a lot on your mind. Since you want the benefits of my Nebula Hall, you naturally have to sincerely join my Nebula Hall, undergo a baptism of the heart, and truly make your heart belong to my Nebula Hall. Could it be that you want the benefits without placing my Nebula Hall first?"
Seeing Fairy Ying Yi's expression change again, the female cultivator inside the pavilion coldly snorted.
Although it was a cold snort, there was no anger in her tone this time, only a hint of reproach. It was clearly different from the chill she had displayed when attacking Qin Fengming earlier.
Fairy Ying Yi did not know that Nebula Hall was not a sect, because it had very few cultivators.
Yet Nebula Hall's reputation in the Demon Witch Wasteland was extraordinarily great. Aside from the formidable strength of its cultivators, there was another reason: the cultivators of Nebula Hall all regarded its disciples as close kin. When one person encountered danger, the others would risk their lives to save them.
It could be said that in the Cultivation World, and throughout the Miro Realm, such harmony among the disciples of Nebula Hall was exceedingly special.
It was precisely because of this that Immortal Fairy Haiyun, the master of Nebula Hall, had risked herself to save her many disciples.
Now that Fairy Ying Yi was being asked to enter the pavilion and undergo a