That oppressive atmosphere made everyone's heart at Guardian Headquarters pound wildly. For some inexplicable reason, none of them even dared to breathe too loudly.
Every day, from dawn to dusk, Sword Master's dazzling Sword Qi thundered through the skies.
It had transformed all of Guardian Headquarters into something resembling a mountain of swords.
Everyone felt that... something extraordinary seemed about to happen.
Feng Yunqi returned to the alchemy room.
Night Dream, who had just emerged from secluded cultivation, asked, "Master, why haven't I seen you these past few days?"
Feng Yunqi sighed. "Busy!"
Looking at Night Dream, he sighed again in the end. "Girl... there's some news. I don't know whether I should tell you."
"What is it?"
Night Dream asked.
"...Sigh. I'll tell you in a few days."
Feng Yunqi sighed again. He felt that although the person was still alive, sending Night Dream to see that skeletal figure now would be a little too cruel.
"Master, you..."
Night Dream was dumbfounded.
You can't play like this.
He had hooked her curiosity, then cut her off at the most crucial moment! Was he even human?
Especially that line—"I don't know whether I should tell you"—it was simply too much.
"Master!!"
Night Dream stamped her foot, feeling as though a cat were clawing at her heart. "Tell me!"
"No! Acting cute won't work either!"
Feng Yunqi quickly made up his mind: they would treat him for a few more days and wait until there was some improvement before saying anything. If they failed to save him, then they absolutely couldn't tell her.
Night Dream was completely depressed.
What on earth is it?
Just as everyone was on high alert and the atmosphere at Guardian Headquarters had become so grim it was almost outrageous, Xue Changqing and the others finally returned