Investigation I

"Where is this place?" Lu Sheng quickly calmed down.

One moment ago, he had still been in the Zhao Family residence; the next, he had abruptly entered this garden. Aside from the Zhao Family, no one else could possibly have led him into this trap.

Moreover, he was currently the main person purifying Zhao LuoYing's contaminant. Even if the Zhao Family had some ulterior motive, they could not possibly make a direct move against him now.

So he remained very calm.

Zhao Sheng Ying blinked and slowly rose to her feet.

"Master. Weren't you... going to tailor a cultivation technique for me?" Her gaze was vacant, and she moved with the stiff weakness of a walking corpse.

Yet Lu Sheng could clearly sense an unprecedented, immensely terrifying aura within her body, twisting and spinning as though it might break free from Zhao Sheng Ying's flesh at any moment.

Simply standing before her, he could feel great quantities of an inexplicable decaying aura madly battering his body like insects.

His body, which had always been invulnerable, actually sent forth sharp stabbing pain beneath that assault.

"Cousin Miss, if this is an illusion, please dispel it. I am merely a physician too weak to truss a chicken, unskilled in actual combat. Please forgive me." Lu Sheng lowered his head slightly and made his request with a solemn expression.

"Didn't you come in to find me of your own accord?" Zhao Sheng Ying answered haltingly. She stared at Lu Sheng, letting out a faintly mocking laugh.

"Hehehe... your power is quite interesting." It seemed she had not spoken for a very, very long time. After talking for a while, she gradually adapted, and her speech became much smoother.

"Then, are you truly still Miss Sheng Ying?" Lu Sheng asked, growing slightly stern.

"Me?"