Target: Underground Fire Pit
"It's impossible. It really wasn't me. Stop making wild guesses."
Qin Yang explained solemnly, his face open and sincere.
Yet his heart had long since panicked. Tan Yurou looked a little simple-minded, but she was actually far too clever, and had somehow seen through part of his disguise. He had nearly been exposed!
"Really wasn't you?" Tan Yurou asked doubtfully.
But judging from Qin Yang's expression, he did not look as though he was lying to her.
Besides, when she thought of how severe the Soul Locking Pill poison from Tianyin Sect was, she figured that after being poisoned, no one would have the mind to come to Yunqing Sect at all!
"Really wasn't me. Do I look like I'm deceiving you?"
After Qin Yang confirmed it repeatedly, Tan Yurou finally dispelled the doubts in her heart.
"Then your friend was truly careless, to fall victim to a demonic cultivator's methods. You even have to ask around on the way."
"But judging from the situation, it won't be easy to resolve."
Tan Yurou mused, then sighed repeatedly.
Even though she had not experienced it herself, merely hearing what those two disciples had said earlier had made her scalp prickle.
To resolve the Soul Locking Pill poison inflicted by a demonic cultivator, one actually had to gather the Five Elements Spirit Pearls to mold a soul spirit. It was simply far too troublesome. For ordinary people, this was something that would be difficult to gather and successfully refine even after exhausting an entire lifetime!
Qin Yang nodded.
After weighing things carefully, he had already made his decision. He would raise his cultivation to Foundation Establishment before escaping that old bastard Xuan Chengzi's clutches. That way, he could avoid taking the Soul Locking Pill altogether, and naturally would