Han Yan had just condensed a yin-spirit body. Her skin was as white as jade, her waist graceful and slender, and her legs straight and long, exuding an irresistible hint of temptation.
She quickly realized something was wrong. It seemed she had exposed rather too much.
With a slight movement of her thoughts, yin energy soon condensed into a dress that covered her perfect, delicate body.
Han Yan's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she soon returned to normal.
"Your yin-spirit body has only just condensed. You need to cultivate through the methods of ghost cultivation before it can become stronger and more solid."
"Simply put, now that you've escaped the control of the Eerie Altar, you'll have to start cultivating all over again."
Lin Fan explained.
"It doesn't matter. I'm already more than satisfied just to be alive."
"It's just that from now on, Han Yan can only follow Senior Brother Lin."
"Senior Brother's cultivation is profound now. You won't dislike Han Yan for being a burden, will you?"
She blinked and spoke with a hint of mischief.
"Of course not."
Lin Fan smiled. For a moment, he seemed to see that charming and adorable figure from Blood Soul Peak.
"Then that's good."
Han Yan secretly let out a sigh of relief.
In truth, she had also worried that Lin Fan would reject her. After all, she had now become a yin spirit, and everything from before had turned to ashes. Without anyone to protect her, even a low-level cultivator could easily kill her.
"Can you tell me how you became the Saintess of the Eerie Clan?" Lin Fan asked.
"Of course."
"It'll just take a while to explain."
"Does Senior Brother still remember that Blood River Venerable from the secret realm? The female divine statue that lurked inside the