In this remote wilderness, the other guards had long since vanished without a trace. Although Ling Nu could still maintain his composure, his handsome face retaining the bearing of a sect master, the Sect Master's wife was already streaming with tears as she rushed forward and embraced her daughter.
"My child, thank the heavens you and Valley Master Dongren left first. Otherwise, you might have been ambushed and killed by those bandits from Windpo City... Sob, sob, thank goodness the Eight Desolations protected you! Heaven truly favored my child. If the immortals sent by Pavilion Master Nanyuan and Grand Elder Wuxiu hadn't rescued you along the way, you might never have seen your mother again..." The mother broke down in tears as she spoke. Lingzhao had also been bottling up a great deal of grievance, though she knew she had been lucky. The dangers she had faced were no less numerous, so she immediately launched into a vivid account of how she and I had stormed the divine tree to seize the Wind-Congealing Fruit, and how we had ultimately killed the City Lord of Windpo City.
Although Wuxiu had surely explained a great deal while rescuing them, the Sect Master and his wife certainly did not feel they could believe everything he said. Now that their daughter had given them such a lively account, they naturally regarded me with even greater respect.
As for my earlier impersonation of the Foxcore identity from the Wrathspire Palace, mother and daughter decisively left it unmentioned. When Ling Nu saw Fox Xiao, however, the two could not help snorting coldly at each other. Their hostile glares made the atmosphere awkward to the extreme. As the initiator of this plan, Pavilion Master Nanyuan immediately said, "Palace Master Ling Nu, you broke through layer upon layer