When Yu Zhiwen came back to her senses, everything around her was silent. Only Xu Xiaoshou's finger rested lightly against the center of her brow.
Just now...
Had it all been an illusion?
Her spiritual senses swept out.
Her master was still where she had been. She had not transformed into a Nightmare Ghost and pounced.
Nor had there ever been coldness or hatred in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
He had merely been an outsider, maintaining the balance of the current situation while stopping her from falling into qi deviation.
Her sea of qi churned, her spiritual essence unstable.
Yu Zhiwen hastily staggered back a step, avoiding a direct gaze with Xu Xiaoshou. Her inferiority had sunk so deep that she no longer dared.
Her face was as pale as paper, utterly lost and distraught.
As her incredulous gaze passed over everyone one by one, Lei Shuangxing's words still echoed in her mind.
"So..."
"Whose Pearl Star Pupil is mine?"
When her gaze finally settled, Yu Zhiwen's despairing eyes fell upon Lei Shuangxing. She had to verify it.
Lei Shuangxing's voice and expression were indifferent. "The Pearl Star Pupil is not yours. It belongs to my younger sister."
Younger sister?
Her thoughts froze with a thud. Yu Zhiwen turned her head, eyes wide.
It was not just her. The spirit cultivators in Yujing City who were still awake, the Saints above the city, Fish Elder included, all cast astonished glances at Lei Xier.
The Pearl Star Pupil...
Was hers?
The hatred of stolen eyes could be avenged today! The one who had taken them stood right before her! What kind of strength supported Lei Xier, allowing her to remain so calm—even after awakening, saying not a word, merely locating Yu Zhiwen?
The crystalline, ethereal Pearl Star Pupil could decipher the secrets