The little puppet suddenly blurted out, "Killing Intent," with no rhyme or reason, instantly startling everyone. Yu Sheng, whose recent incarnations had all been rather short-lived, was especially alarmed. His whole body tensed in a flash, and he had already imagined where he would die the next second.
Immediately afterward, a large swath of foxfire began floating beside Huli. Luna equipped the fingertip blades from the hidden compartment in her thigh with a click—no one had ever seen her react so quickly. Xuan Che, meanwhile, sank his qi into his dantian, lowered his waist in a bow stance, pulled a medicine gourd from his robes with one hand, and struck the starting pose for Medical Dispute Demolition Fist with the other...
Then several people set up a formation at the bustling entrance of Lingxi Mine Park: the Immortal Profound Combined Strike Formation, Yu Sheng's Death-in-Battle Formation, prepared to receive and engage the enemy. After they confronted the air for half a minute, more and more people gathered around them...
Yu Sheng raised a hand and poked the little puppet on his shoulder. "Where's the Killing Intent you mentioned?"
Eileen answered righteously, "It's gone!"
The vein at Yu Sheng's temple immediately bulged. "You—"
"But there really was some just now!" Eileen remained perfectly indignant. "I felt it. Something swept its gaze over me, and when I tried to sweep back, I sensed some malicious thing nearby. It was only for that instant, though."
Yu Sheng had been about to yank her down and spin her around like a windmill, but when he heard that, he noticed there was no mischievous expression on the little puppet's face. His brows drew together slightly. "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"I did not sense any malicious probing." Xuan Che shook his head from