"Why are there mortals here?"
When Hu Qinyi looked at that blue-robed figure's back, confusion inevitably showed on her face.
But when she released her Spiritual Sense and sensed the surrounding baleful aura, she was dumbfounded again. "Why has the baleful aura here vanished without a trace? Instead, the spiritual energy is flourishing, and it's not inferior to the place where my Yi Yan Sect is located."
For a moment, Hu Qinyi was in disarray.
After all, when she had come here a month ago, the place had been filled with baleful aura.
Yet today, it had transformed into spiritual energy.
Could it be that the Female Soul Cultivator had already escaped, laid down a blinding spell, and deliberately lured cultivators here so she could devour their souls and aid her cultivation?
At that thought, Hu Qinyi immediately became wary.
She made no attempt to conceal herself and descended on a cloud directly in front of the blue-robed figure's back.
At first glance, even though Hu Qinyi had cultivated for many years and possessed a steady Dao heart, she had to admit that this young man had a face like carved jade, sword-like brows, and starry eyes—a truly handsome and refined appearance.
She had thought that this seemingly cultivation-less mortal would be utterly shocked upon seeing her descend on a cloud, and would show her the utmost respect. Then, persuading him to leave this place would naturally follow.
But contrary to her expectations, the young man merely glanced at her, then looked at her feet, and said evenly, "Miss, you're standing on the medicinal herb I was about to dig up."
Hu Qinyi: "???"
Seriously?
When a mortal sees an immortal cultivator who can fly, shouldn't he be stunned?
How could he be so calm?
"Miss, sorry, but could you