This answer was more or less expected. After all, erasing only the photograph would have been meaningless; completely burying the information connected to it fit the workings of the Heavenly Dao better.
The same applied to Ji Xingyao. That Azure Parasol Sect Inner Sect Disciple, Xie Yun, had inevitably had the relevant memories erased as well.
However.
Lu Yan discreetly sized up the gentle Ji Xingyao before him. He felt that, compared with before, Ji Xingyao's favorable impression of him had increased considerably.
Previously, Ji Xingyao had merely tacitly allowed Lu Yan to borrow her name, but in truth, their relationship had not been particularly good.
But now, in response to Lu Yan's indirect probing, Ji Xingyao had actually taken the initiative to offer him a feng shui method for condensing a spirit vein.
"The memory of the photograph disappeared, but the favorable impression left behind by gifting the photograph remained?"
Lu Yan could only make such a guess.
Naturally, this was a good thing for him. He still had to operate within Azure Parasol Sect territory, and being able to cling to the leg of a Direct Disciple—even a fallen Direct Disciple—was immensely valuable.
With that thought, Lu Yan cupped his hands toward Ji Xingyao.
"Many thanks, Senior Sister Ji."
Only then did Ji Xingyao nod in satisfaction.
Her gaze turned toward the Cave Residence's exterior. Spiritual light suddenly flared in Ji Xingyao's eyes, and her sight seemed to pass through the walls of the Cave Residence and land beyond the market.
Seeing that Xie Yun and the others, who had originally surrounded the market entrance, had already fled, Ji Xingyao let out a cold snort.
"They ran pretty fast!"
Seeing this, Lu Yan asked curiously, "Senior Sister Ji, did you know from the beginning that they would target